Remember https://. The night was dark, and on the west coast of the Inland Sea, the center of Port Bled, the capital of the United Highlands and the United Arab Emirates, was brightly lit, with human heads, wolf heads, and animal heads gathered together, and they were all crammed from the streets and alleys to the squares, which was completely literal "the head is the road".

The goddess of order has been defeated, the Red Union is invincible in the main plane, and has issued a battle declaration to let the crimson light shine on all mortals, and the people of the High Union Chief are reveling.

But they weren't just celebrating, the High Chiefs had other emotions. Chiefs of all races from all over the country gave speeches on the stage in the square, which caused waves of cheers or cheers, and the atmosphere was particularly enthusiastic.

To the inhabitants of the High Union, the war seemed to have nothing to do with them. They have been bathed in crimson light and have lived a life of abundance and tranquility. If not a paradise, it is a happy home for all races, including humans, werewolves, vampires, orcs, and half-orcs.

In the past four years, the United Arab Emirates has developed a lot, and the country has a population of 3 million. Half from Bryd, and half from the icefield wilderness of East and West Fein.

It is a mixed country, including 200,000 orcs, 300,000 vampires, 500,000 normal humans, 800,000 werewolves, and nearly a million orcs with various beast characteristics such as ears and tails. Not only are there many races, but there are also several ethnic groups within each race, but different ethnic groups and different races are at peace and harmony.

The fact that the Gao Lian Chieftain was able to build a "harmonious society of racial pluralism" did not rely on the slogans of pluralism for the sake of pluralism and the free and indulgent governance methods, let alone the credit of the great chief who would only sell cuteness at celebrations, but the direct leadership of the Fei Communist Party and the social foundation of public ownership.

Although the Red Union does not have direct control over the area, the Ministry of Fiscal Unity and Cooperation has a firm grip on the decision-making power of the state at all levels. The tribal chieftaincy system, as well as the United Chieftaincy of the country, are only the executive bodies of the Francis policy.

Relying on the meticulous work of the Integration Department, the social system of the Gaolian Chieftain is not fundamentally different from the Red Union itself, except for a layer of earthy skin. All the means of production are owned by the public, and all people are laborers who are not distinguished from the high and the low.

There are a lot of differences, such as the fact that it's actually a huge school and hospital. Those who have bad instincts must complete the appropriate education and rehabilitate their physique in order to obtain social jobs, and go to the Red Union to join the guild and even the commune.

However, in order to obtain public service positions, including government departments and military units, the citizens of the High United Emirates have to undergo a vetting process, which makes the High United Emirates somewhat unhappy. The victory in the defense of the Heart of the Moon, and the declaration of an all-out counteroffensive have fueled this discontent, which has been rapidly fermented by the chieftains' speeches during the night's revelry.

"Angrily denounce Cheyenne, the Lord of Ten Thousand Cuteness!"

The big voice of the orc chieftain with a numb face and iron elbow attracted thousands of orcs to gather around his platform: "We orcs are strong-willed, strong-physique, and fearless on the battlefield, we are heavenly warriors!"

"However, after the Lord of Ten Thousand Cute instilled in us the idea that orcs are more suitable for singing and dancing, our race has embarked on the wrong path!"

"We've become sentimental, and we have to cry when we listen to songs. We've become hyperactive, and we have to step on the beat and twist our waists when we have a little rhythm!"

"The annual warrior convention held by the tribe has become a competition for singing and dancing. The image of our orcs in the Red Union has changed from being brave and good at fighting to being fearful, to being a clown raised by His Majesty Cheyenne!"

"Your Majesty Cheyenne, we orcs can't participate in the war to overthrow the tyrannical ruler! So far, only a few thousand orcs have joined the Red Alliance Legion, which is unfair to the 200,000 orcs of the High Union Chieftain!"

On the opposite platform, another orc chieftain, Golden-Eye-Steelmane, also shouted in agreement: "That's right! Yesterday when I was waiting for my flight at Gamma City Airport, a little human girl was not afraid at all when she saw me, and said that she wanted to see me break dance, and sang Sister You Go Forward Boldly, and I was so angry that I couldn't speak!"

"A little human girl, seeing that I am not afraid, and making such excessive demands on me, where will we orcs put their faces?"

As he spoke, he burst into tears: "I really wanted to stick a lollipop into that little girl's mouth and make her startle." But I am a civilized orc, so I had to perform a piece of the Pure Land of Bliss for her. When I jumped, I prayed to my ancestors, begging them to forgive me, a bad descendant!"

"I absolutely don't want such a shame! I want to go to war, I want to be a brave warrior! I want everyone to remember that orcs are actually a fighting race!"

The two chiefs echoed each other, so that the orcs present raised their arms and shouted, "Fight! fight!"

At this point, the emotions were also mobilized, and one of the three elders of the United Chiefs Assembly in the corner, the young Broken Tooth-Starspot confirmation assistant recorded the scene and nodded in satisfaction.

The assistant was also worried: "Will the above think that we are using racial issues to seek improper rights?"

Starspot shook his head: "Only by emphasizing it like this can the Great Chief and the Unification Department listen carefully to the voices of our orcs." There is no pre-examination even for kobolds, thousands of them have joined the legion, and there is a platoon on each battleship, which is too unfair to us orcs!"

The orcs shouted in a rhythmic tone: "Goodbye, Cheyenne!

The assistant asked again: "If we oppose His Majesty Cheyenne so much, will he be angry?"

Starspotted bared his teeth and smiled: "No, in the future, he will only send His Highness Anxia to us, won't our goal be achieved?"

Just as they were smiling at their assistants, the two chiefs led the people's hearts to a climax, shouting slogans in unison.

“aaagh——oh！”

"Lockta—oh ga!"

Starspot slapped his face: "Pill!"

Sure enough, the two chiefs were stunned for a moment, then glared at each other angrily and argued.

"Pure natural environmental color is the eternal color of life! Warham Oak is the authentic orc!"

"Power and glory, blood and thunder! Woaufcraft's flesh and blood Oak is the real life, and the plant spores are thick!"

"Plants can't be advanced intelligent beings? You are racist! Mr. Bean Sprouts, the guardian of Beta City, will not be indifferent to such remarks!"

"Mr. Bean Sprouts will never just shake and bury countless small bean sprouts on the ground! You are clearly flesh and blood, and you have to put your ancestors on other races, this is reverse racism!"

"Wow, I can't bear it! Let's do it again!"

"I'm afraid you won't be a chief, come on!"

The two chiefs shouted from the other side, and the orcs below each had glowing eyes and shining fangs, and followed the noise.

The drums beat, the trumpets blow, the six-stringed piano jumps and plays, and those who don't have an instrument directly stomp their feet and clapped their hands.

The two chiefs danced hand in hand, shouting and shouting, and dancing awkwardly in the air.

In the corner, Starspot picked up the big fist hammer assistant: "Still shooting! You're still afraid! Don't hurry up and turn it off!"

The other orcs also split up in groups, supported the two chiefs, stomped their feet and shook their arms, and began their daily ...... Than dance.

People of other races in the square were fighting: "Don't fight, don't fight, don't fight!"

And the vampires shouted unhappily: "Why do you learn our moves, laugh at us, we have knees!"

A three-dimensional image lit up in the center of the square, and the big chief, with long black and white hair and a toned body, appeared, stopping the noise abruptly.

The Great Chief yawned, his eyes drooped, and he said in the stiff tone of the manuscript: "Fellow citizens of the High Union Chieftain, ...... in the morning Oh, is it still night? Oh, good evening!"

"The war drums of the all-out counteroffensive have been beaten, the horn of the liberation plane is extremely loud, and the sons and daughters of the Red Federation are rushing to the battlefield from all sides!"

"A new world needs all people to build together, and a new history needs everyone to create together!"

"The Central Committee of the Communist Party of Africa and the Management Committee of the Red Federation hereby solemnly announce that the people of the High Union will join the big family of the Red Federation tonight and join the wave of red glory shining on Finn!"

"All the people of the High United Nations who have completed their basic education and physical transformation will be considered part of the people of the Red Union, with the same rights as other races, and of course subject to the same obligations. ”

"From tonight, the Red Union will cancel the pre-screening, and all the people of the Red Union will be free to apply for social service positions, as well as join the legion, and become glorious soldiers, just like the people of the Red Union in other regions!"

After reading the manuscript, the Great Chief and the Witch Karin looked up, yawned again, waved her hands, and said, "That's it, I'll go to sleep first, don't go too far." ”

The projection disappeared, and the square was silent for a while, and then suddenly it burst into cheers and even screams that covered all vocal ranges like balloons bursting.

Led by the orcs, everyone at the scene sang and danced, danced and sang.

"We......'re ordinary people!

"I'm so happy......!

In the crowd, Starspot also pulled his assistant and danced a hip dance together.

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In the depths of the stormy ocean, a glass-like barrier was clasped above the Shandun Trench, and submarines were cruising outside the barrier, and the lights were like stars. The original deep and dark endless seabed has become as gorgeous and clear as the shallow sea.

Ariel Shanton, the civil affairs commissioner of the Storm Ocean Hailing Autonomous Region, looked down from the barrier tower, and bubbles bubbled up from the magic guide life-support circulators everywhere, filling this barrier that was several times larger than the Shanton Trench in the past.

She said with emotion: "I really can't imagine that we can actually feed the fish and shrimp people near the trench, in short, all the animistic sea creatures." ”

The dark-skinned young man beside him shook his head and said, "It's not infinite, so we're just piloting it to see where the upper limit is." If the cap isn't enough, we'll have to narrow our offerings and abandon the ocean races that need to spend more effort to help them evolve. ”

Aliel thought about it and became worried: "Fish-people are the lower limit of the intelligent creatures of the sea, and their fertility rate is amazingly high, and when the time comes, it will be full...... Oh, it's full of fish, so what can we do?"

The young man said with confidence: "When the lower beings of the fish-people evolve to the higher beings, they will naturally reduce their fertility rate, because they no longer have to rely on the terrifying fertility rate to maintain the survival of the entire race. Even if the rate of reduction is slow, don't forget that productivity is still evolving. We only need to develop a half-plane of the ocean to feed hundreds of millions of ocean creatures. We also believe that these marine creatures can contribute more to the cause of cosmopolitanism. ”

The beautiful mermaid princess turned her head and hummed, "For example...... One fish and three eats?"

The tone is very cold, but the fish tail under him is happily patting.

Cassus, a researcher at the Ocean Commune and liaison officer of the Storm Ocean Integration Department of the Fei Communist Party, scratched his head and said, "This fish is not that fish, and you don't eat fish even if you don't eat fish?"

The fish's tail slapped on Cassus's buttocks, nearly knocking him away.

The mermaid princess said coquettishly: "When you kiss me, you work so hard, I think you just want to eat me!"

Carsus looked left and right in fright, for fear that others would listen.

"Nervous what, stupid!"

Aliel blushed and said, "Do you think those people in the Unification Department don't know about us? ”

Needus was not used to being so intimate with the mermaid princess, so he coughed and said, "Let's get down to business, the armies of those trench organizations are very large, and there are terrifying sea monsters coming from the ice sea." Convinced that they are in collusion with the God of Storms, and the next decisive battle will be very stressful, will you be able to mobilize enough men on your side?"

"It's the fish hand," Ariel said...... No, the fish are counted by the tail, how many fish are mobilized......"

Then his tone became proud: "There are more than a dozen submarines, and the marine armament we invented together, what else is there to be afraid of? No matter how many and powerful sea monsters the God of Storm has sent, can they compare to Leviit?"

"In fact, several of our trenches feel that we already have the strength to support the Red Alliance's counteroffensive. The Dawning Empire has no effect on us, but the eternal order that the Goddess of Order wants to create will make us sea spirits return to the state of struggling to survive in the past, which is not the future we want. ”

Ariel handed a metal cylinder to Cassus: "This is a petition jointly signed by the six Trench Autonomous Commissioners, tens of millions of fishmen and hundreds of thousands of high-ranking sea spirits can't do much on land, but they can still control the port and cut off the sea transportation of materials from the Dawning Empire." ”

"The online document has been submitted to the central government, and this is a written document. ”

Cassus nodded awe-inspiringly: "I promise to deliver it as soon as possible." ”

After Cassus put away the papers, Ariel scratched Cassus's waist with the tip of her tail and said comfortably: "I really hope that after this war, the whole world can end the turmoil and everyone can get real peace and happiness." ”

The tip of the tail changed from scratching to poking, and Ariel's voice became more mosquito-like: "That thing...... I mean, you haven't forgotten about inviting Your Highness Aurora, have you?"

Cassus patted his chest and said, "Of course I haven't forgotten! Not to mention His Royal Highness Aurora, even His Majesty Xiaohong, as long as the cardinal chief helps me speak, he can come to preside over our wedding!"

Then he frowned and said, "But we're all too young, aren't we?"

"Who, who's in a hurry!?"

Ariel was so ashamed that she slapped him with the tip of her tail: "I'm not in a hurry! It's you who said the wedding, and it's not me! And you haven't proposed to me yet!"

The mermaid swooped out, but she couldn't outrun Carsus, who was armed with the sea.

"What are you running for? What did I say?"

"What are you doing! Let go of my tail!"

"Tell me clearly!"

"Ahhh

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From the High Alliance Chieftain to the Storm Ocean, everyone in the Red Alliance's sphere of influence rejoiced at the victory in the defense of the Heart of the Silver Moon, and then boiled for the announcement of an all-out counteroffensive.

With the announcement of the full mobilization of the Red Federation at the same time, the living people in the Homecoming Fort of the Hell Plane stepped into the portal one after another to join the battle of the main plane.

Before everyone entered the door, they reluctantly looked at the Homecoming Fort, and the deep and manic hell that served as the backdrop of the Homecoming Fort. They shouldn't be coming back anytime soon.

The Hell Commune and the Hell Plane Army are being reorganized, and adventurers, explorers, and hunters will still operate in Hell in the future, and the living people belonging to the Red Union will no longer be included in these two units, but will focus on the broader main plane and the outer plane. The liberation of the hellish plane, except for scientific research and intelligence affairs, will be handed over to the Crimson Heroic Spirit.

Otto and Mins lead thousands of crimson heroes in a neat procession outside the portal, welcoming the living back to the world where they belong to the living. From Ottomins to each of the Heroes, they all saluted and thanked the living for their contributions and sacrifices. On the faces of the skeletons, the faces of the heroic spirits danced before their deaths, making the atmosphere solemn and even sacred.

The living returned the salute one after another, packed up their feelings and stepped into the portal, and when another group of people jumped and jumped to enter the portal, the atmosphere was ...... Strictly speaking, the style of painting has changed suddenly.

"The ......"

Otto thought he was mistaken: "Anne, Mina, Mary, are you going to the main plane for some event?"

Those people were none other than the Crimson Succubus of the Hell Commune, and Anne smiled and beckoned, "Commander, are you too busy to see the news? We are now classified as 'Red Demons', and we also have to operate in the main plane." Now we have been transferred to the psychological warfare unit of the strategic army, and this is to report it. ”

The face of the young man floating on the skull of Otuna distorted: "Yes...... I didn't notice, but is that okay?"

Mina and Mary danced together, and Anne said, "Now we don't have to hide our appearances on it, just like the announcement of our Red Union, we have disdained to hide our goal, which is to liberate all of Finn, and to liberate all souls! If the undead can be liberated, why can't demons and demons?"

Otto was speechless, and when the crimson succubi entered the portal, he muttered in a low voice, such as "Is this beauty justice?" https://./5_5025/