MTL - Black Dragon Kingdom-Chapter 420 Flourishing Dragon Alliance

  Chapter 420 The Flourishing Dragon Alliance

   "As the emperor of the Dragon Alliance, how can you be compared to your younger brother?"

   Ace, in the midst of extravagance, looked at the dozens of race kings who were trying to suppress his extraordinary level in the magic screen.

  A dragon face was embarrassed.

  He still has to face this dragon, seeing that his little brother's life level is going to surpass him.

  Of course he can't salt fish.

   Otherwise, the life level of a large group of younger brothers is higher than that of him, the ruler of the Dragon Alliance, so how can they mess around in the future?

  Ace stopped talking, and flew back to his little den in despair, and began to practice hard, vowing to climb to the top of the demigod at the fastest speed, and he must not be compared by the younger brother.

  Looking at Ace who flew back to practice in despair, Elisa was in a particularly good mood.

   This time, she won.

  As a younger sister, she successfully taught her brother a lesson, and used words to make him practice obediently.

   This was simply the first time since they were born, and it was enough to make her write a lot and envy that guy Elena.

  Eliza Xiong approached Elena coquettishly and coquettishly, wanting to envy her to death.

  The tens of thousands of incomparably beautiful maids at the same place looked at His Majesty who left, their faces were full of disappointment.

  They originally wanted to have the opportunity to ask Ace to open a back door for them, so that they could fight a little bit of local conflict with those outer gods after the war and gain a little military merit.

   But now it seems that it is impossible. The collision of will and belief, igniting one's soul and turning the soul into divine fire is a very long process.

   Be very careful, they won't see His Majesty at all within hundreds of years.

   But I can't see His Majesty, where is there a war?

   Tens of thousands of maids returned to their territory dejectedly, and began to prepare for the next war.

  …

   On the Catman Continent, Garnier, the head of the Catman Ten Thousands, looked at the huge plantation territory of more than 20 million acres under his feet.

A cat face burst into smiles, full of excitement, and said leisurely: "In the hundreds of years of war, I have chopped myself down from a small centurion to a second-level extraordinary all the way to tens of thousands of people!" long, and ascend to the top of the legend."

   "And the legend is not my end, the demigod is also a certainty, and the seat of the gods can't think about it."

   "After all, 20 million acres of plantations are enough to feed 80 million cats."

   "And the blood sacrifice energy donated by the 80 million extremely powerful cat people every year can definitely pile up a weak divine power."

  Garnier walked back and forth excitedly in his cat-man castle, touched here and patted there, and a cat face burst into smiles.

  Garnier and his new wife had 700 sons, one by one wearing iron armor, following behind Garnier with serious faces.

  Among them, they are divided into two parts, one part is the military merit recipients with the brand of military merit printed on their heads, and the other part is the cat people born in recent years after the end of the war.

  The two groups were clearly divided into two parts. The military winners disdain to talk to the brothers who don't have military achievements, and their heads are raised to the sky.

  If it weren't for Garnier still in front of them, they would probably go to heaven.

   But the cat people were marching in the queue, looking at their heads non-stop, looking very active.

  Garnier strode into his hall, sat down on his lord's throne, and looked down at a large group of cat people who were both his subordinates and his sons.

  Garnier shouted excitedly: "We have 20 million acres of plantations, we must fill them with cats as quickly as possible."

   "Never leave them empty!"

   "Also, military training is not allowed to stop for a moment, and the territory is still in accordance with wartime standards, giving me desperate training."

   "In the next war, I, your father, will march towards the king of the race and become another king of the race of our cat people."

   "Who dares to hold back, don't blame my knife for not being sharp."

  Garnier's eyes are full of longing for the king of the race.

  The king of the race, able to enjoy the blood sacrifice of all the existence of his race in the second quarter.

  The number of their cat people has exceeded 10 trillion. This is because half of the living space has not been digested. If they are digested, there will definitely be 20 trillion cat people.

  Twenty trillion, what a huge amount, compared to the blood sacrifice energy that the king of the race gets every year, he is really nothing.

  After all, he has developed his territory to the extreme, and he can support a population of 80 million.

  80 million vs. 20 trillion, is this comparable?

   Rounding his 80 million to 100 million, there is a gap of 200,000 times.

   And there are only twenty or thirty kings of their cat-human race.

  On average, in terms of the number of people alone, every race king has an income tens of thousands of times more than him.

   As far as quality is concerned, now those who have gained military merit can only obtain the blood sacrifice energy of their own slaves.

  As for the blood sacrifice energy of the soldiers and officers who have become superhumans, they no longer donate.

  The kings of the race can obtain all the blood sacrifice energy that exists within their own race, that is to say, in the second quarter, all slaves and superhumans must sacrifice blood for the kings of the race.

   Add quality, it is even more incomparable.

  He swore that in the next Outer Gods war, even if he tried his best, he would cut himself into the king of the race, and completely obtain the possibility of being able to exalt the kingdom of God.

   "Yes, Father!"

  Military merit recipients said respectfully one by one.

  The group of Garnier's children who were born just now said unevenly: "Yes!"

  Their voices are a little irregular, with the vibrato of a kitten mixed in.

  Looking at the more than 700 of his children who are respectful and respectful, especially seeing the more than 300 military winners, all of whom are of the rank of ten thousand commanders, Garnier is extremely satisfied.

  As for those below the ten thousand captain, they were not allowed in at all.

   And these newborn cubs are allowed to stand here to compensate them.

  The war is over. According to his inference, there will be no wars within three or four hundred years at least, and there will be thousands of years if more.

  For such a long time, with the lifespan of the cat people around 30 years old, these newly born children of him will all die of old age.

   There is no hope of longevity at all.

  Facing these poor fellows, his father was extraordinarily tolerant.

   After all, if his father gave birth to them before the war ended, they would definitely become military winners.

  Not to mention anything else, there is still hope for the achievement of a third-order transcendent, waiting for the next war to come.

   And now, I can only die of old age.

   As for providing them with extraordinary resources and supplying them with growth, he can't do anything.

  In order to strengthen his combat effectiveness these years, he has supplied all the excess blood sacrifice energy to a growable weapon of his own.

  Father’s family doesn’t have any surplus food. He is very poor now, and he has to ask his father-in-law to borrow money from time to time in order to survive.

  But the old men are not too rich, they also have their own weapons that can grow, and the life at home is also tight.

  Sometimes I borrow blood sacrifice energy from him.

  He still has to give, he has to give some.

  He hits others, and others hit Qiufeng.

  So he really couldn't draw the blood sacrifice energy to supply these newborn cubs to practice.

   And even if he could afford it, he couldn't.

   Although the Dragon Alliance does not clearly stipulate that slaves cannot practice.

  But in the implicit regulations, it is not allowed.

  Because of the rules of absolute militarism, all members of the Dragon Alliance have formed such a world view. You have merit, and you have contributed to the Dragon Alliance and your own race. Only in this way can you obtain resources for cultivation within the clan.

   Without merit, but using the resources of the clan to cultivate, this is getting something for nothing.

   This is a bit intolerable.

  The most important thing is that the gods, saints, and the will of the world all need high-level true spirits to create new enemies for the Dragon Alliance and maintain the operation of absolute militaristic rules.

  The high-level true spirits can only be recovered after the members of the dragon alliance die.

  In this case, their eyes are wide open.

  Although they didn't speak, all the military winners are quite knowledgeable.

  Under various reasons, even if high-level military merit recipients want to raise their own children, they will also raise their own children with military merit.

   And those newly born slave children, they are really powerless.

After all, in addition to the above reasons, they have too many children, one, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, plus a lot of grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, really want to let all Impossible for your loved ones to live forever.

   can only maximize the benefits and concentrate resources to cultivate the best offspring.

   And the best offspring are naturally the military winners who have gone through countless genetic screening levels from the rest of their lives on the battlefield.

  The mighty Garnier's children left the hall.

The little cat walked out of the space wearing a gorgeous mage robe, and said to Garnier: "Father, the war is over, and you have reached the peak of the legend in these hundreds of years, and you are only a few steps away from reaching the summit. god."

"As for the resources in your hands, after helping you reach the top of the demigod, it will take thousands of years to make you a peak demigod, and it will take about ten thousand years before you have enough resources to raise the kingdom of God and rise to the top of the demigod. Heaven becomes eternal and immortal."

   "In addition to resources, authority is also needed to uphold the kingdom of God."

   "According to my investigation, due to the arrival of large-scale outer gods and the laws and rules donated by countless subsidiary worlds around our ontological world, the number of authority within the world has increased sharply."

   "Although I don't know how much the number of authorities in the world has increased, it's definitely a lot."

   "We must become the king of the race in the next war of the Outer Gods, so that we can seize the opportunity to exalt the throne."

   "After all, the increase in the number of authorities is far behind the growth rate of the number of strong people."

   "There are too many competitors, we must hurry up."

   "After the next war, if we still haven't become the king of the race, we may have no chance in the future."

   "Therefore, in the next time, you must put all your resources into improving your own strength and improving your growable weapons."

   "Prepare for the next war."

  Little Cat, like his father Garnier, is also a multimillionaire. The only difference from his father is that her military merit is only 11 million, while Garnier's military merit is 20 million.

  The two sides supported each other on the battlefield, which made this amazing result possible.

  Blood connection, hundreds of years of father-daughter love.

   Coupled with the fact that Ace attaches great importance to feelings, the relationship between the two parties is quite deep.

   Therefore, as soon as he manages his territory well, the little cat runs over quickly to remind his father Garnier.

  Looking at the sincere little cat, Garnier smiled and said, "I know what you said."

   "It's just, watching your lively siblings, from young kittens, to lively juvenile cats, to strong adult cats, and finally to old cats."

   "Time is so short, in a few blinks, they will die of old age."

   "I feel bad."

   "Over the years, so many of my children, so many grandchildren, great-grandchildren, all either died in battle or died of old age in my arms."

   "Not one in a hundred survives."

   "How cruel time is, how short a cat's life is."

   At this moment, Garnier felt very tired.

  Cultivation is not only cultivating the mind, but who can face the child he loves constantly falling in his arms and dying of old age?

  Emphasis on affection, united him and his children, lived and died on the battlefield, and cut a piece of heaven for the future of the family.

  But the emphasis on emotion makes it difficult for them to face the death of their loved ones.

  Xiaohuamao looked at his father, who was a bit overwhelmed, and was anxious in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

  Through training, he became a warrior, became an invincible hero on the battlefield, killed countless people, honed his mind, and became a third-tier nobleman.

   In the end, he tempered his will like a diamond and became a legend.

  Climbing to the top of the demigod requires friction between one's will and faith, ignites one's soul, turns the soul into divine fire, and transforms the impossible into the possibility in the flames to obtain eternal life.

  How difficult is the step-by-step practice.

   Don't look at the current dragon alliance, it is so strong, the legend is like a cloud, and the strong who is about to reach the top of the demigod is like rain.

   But behind them, tens of thousands of dependents died tragically on the battlefield.

   Along the way, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

  There is not only the blood of the enemy, but also the blood of the same family, and the blood of one's own relatives.

  Every strong man is stepping on countless corpses, standing high on the top of the mountain.

  In this process, resources are important, experience is important, and mind is more important.

  The mind is actually one's own will, and the will controls the body and soul, and is the key to determining how a person walks.

  Garnier slowly suppressed the sorrow in his heart, and let out a long sigh of relief.

  Looked at the anxious little cat, waved the cat's paw and said in a reassuring tone: "Don't worry, I know my own situation."

   "After all, I am not as comfortable as you are, a little tabby cat, I am not hungry, and the whole family is not worried."

   "For so many years, I haven't seen you find a partner and have a few children."

   "My lord, the king of races, you have proposed to me several times."

   "As a result, you just disagree!"

   "I have no choice but to leave it to you."

   Facing his father's tiger and wolf words.

  The little cat moved its head away in embarrassment.

  She is a legendary sage in the cat people family. She has been aiming to become a **** all her life. The less feelings she has, the better.

  One father is enough, but if there are more, she can't hold it anymore.

   Didn’t see his father. Because of too much emotion and seeing too many deaths of his own relatives, is there a problem with his diamond-like will?

  Looking at this appearance, his memory must be sealed, and then he must be thrown among the slaves who have been kicked out of the territory to hone his skills and re-establish a strong heart before he can be saved.

   Otherwise, it will look like this, and it is likely that in the process of igniting the divine fire, the burned soul will be destroyed.

  Xiaohuamao is holding his little Jiujiu in his heart.

  I want to knock my father unconscious, completely seal his strength and memory, let him rise in the face of adversity, and re-establish the heart of a strong man.

  But facing her own father who is also a legend, she is not too sure about her strength.

   It is difficult to kill a legend at the same level, and it is even more difficult to capture one alive.

   It is better to wait for her to reach the top of the demigod in the future, and call her grandparents and a large number of relatives who have also reached the top of the demigod, tie him up together, and then discuss it together.

  The little cat's eyes are quite dangerous.

  The fur on Garnier's back exploded, and Garnier subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

   "There seems to be something wrong with the little cat, am I wrong?"

   "It shouldn't be, how can the little cat respect me so much, how can it have bad thoughts towards me? It must be my illusion, illusion."

   Garnier thought in his heart with some uncertainty.

   Completely unaware that in order to solve his mentality problem, his daughter created a series of tempering plans for him, and was preparing to invite a large number of relatives to carry out a righteous group fight after he reached the top of the demigod.

  The little cat left the hall, and returned to his territory with a wave of space fluctuations.

  The various clans within the Dragon Alliance are somewhat different from the previous clans.

  The biggest difference is that the high-level, middle-level, and soldiers of all races are all relatives.

  The kings of races like to marry their daughters to the high-level people under them, and they also like to marry the daughters of high-level people who have no connection with their blood.

  The high-level people also followed suit, marrying their daughters to their subordinates, and then marrying the daughters of subordinates who have no connection with their blood.

  Under all kinds of blood connections, everyone is relatives.

   What this brings is that they are very united.

   After all, we are all relatives, can we not be united? We must join forces to bully outsiders.

  The most important thing is that no one has any conflicts. Killing people is their unanimous task, and killing people is a technical job that requires teammates very much.

  Especially after gathering the extraordinary army, teammates are even more important.

   At this time, it is not so much more reassuring to compare a group of strangers with a large number of relatives of oneself as teammates.

  (end of this chapter)