As for why they are leisurely, it is of course because they are all captains.

If you want to become a captain, you must kill 10,000 enemies or two third-order beings on the battlefield.

And the seven of them were lucky enough to kill the existence of the two Frost Giants in the original Frost Giant Battle.

The blood sacrifice was divided into a quarter, and the first quarter belonged to the officers, who could only be sacrificed among the slaves they controlled.

The second quarter belongs to them, the captains, who can gather all the nearly 10,000 warriors under their command, as well as the forty or fifty thousand slaves, and then sacrifice together with blood, and this time the energy from the blood sacrifice will belong to them alone.

In the third quarter, all the dark races of each type will be gathered, and then they will be sacrificed separately for the legend of the same race, that is, the king of the race.

In the fourth quarter, all the dependents of Ace's subordinates will be assembled, and they will sacrifice together to provide growth energy for Ace, Eliza, Elena, and the three dragons.

One ring after another, the high-grade crazy squeezes the low-grade.

The reason why the seven captains are not in a hurry is because after the second quarter of the blood sacrifice, they will absorb the energy of tens of thousands of their clans, including their ten captains, thousands, and third-order clans who have not yet become captains, one-third of the blood in their bodies, and after this energy is absorbed by them, one-third of the blood contributed to the Dark Legend Blood Sacrifice in the third quarter is completely drizzle, and they can make up for it after a few sips of energy.

So they are not in a hurry at all, because under this system, they make pure money, and what they earn is not one or two times, but tens or hundreds of times, and they are in a hurry.

And the only ones who didn't become the captains of the thousand commanders were the third-order dark nobles of the thousand commanders, and they were more anxious.

A one-third of one's own blood is required for a one-year sacrifice, and three times.

Although there are those guys below to supplement, this is at most no loss or gain.

No loss or gain, it doesn't seem like it's nothing, but there are seven ten-thousand-captain beings of the same level next to it, who are frantically devouring energy and upgrading upwards.

Strength is qualifying, when you stand still and others are moving forward, you are retreating.

No one wants to fall behind, let alone that they are all third-order dark nobles, so they don't want to fall behind.

They are only a few steps away from the legend.

Now, with the birth of the Blood Sacrifice, the door has slowly opened to them, and it is almost within reach.

Become a captain of ten thousand people, and sacrifice tens of thousands of subordinates once a year, even if it is a pig, it can become a legend in more than ten years if it is stuffed with so much energy, not to mention that they are all dark nobles who think they are very talented.

And if they don't become captains, one-third of the blood in their bodies will be drawn again by seven captains.

The commander only needs to be drawn twice a year, while the commander needs to be drawn three times.

As an existence of the same level, it was a shame to have one-third of his blood drained by his fellow clan and let him cultivate.

The legendary ancestors are stronger than them, the dragon is their majesty, and after being drawn by them and giving back the benefits, they will not feel the psychological burden of the jungle.

But a fellow clan of the same level extracted their own blood for cultivation, which made it extremely unbearable for them.

The combat power is almost the same, just because you cut off an extra third-order human head, Lao Tzu will be your cultivation blood bag, and everyone will go crazy.

And they are not to blame, for in a day or two they have suggested ten proposals for war.

Strength, face, interests, all need war before they can earn it back for themselves.

The door of the palace was slowly pushed open, and ninety-one dark nobles with gold and silver coins full of gold and silver coins walked in expectantly.

The result was an empty throne.

Eliza, Elena sat on the throne of the other two on either side of the throne, looking at the group of dark nobles with a blank face.

Ninety-one dark nobles were completely stunned.

What about Your Majesty? Where has Your Majesty gone?

They were completely panicked, maybe His Majesty ran to sleep again like before.

Your Majesty is asleep, who issued the war.

The heads cut off in the war announced by the two princes don't count, and if they are chopped, they are cut for nothing.

Ninety-eight dark nobles stood on either side like frosted eggplants, and the sense of frustration was almost written directly on their faces.

Elena and Eliza sat on either side of Ace's throne, counting the gold and silver coins that had just been scraped up, and laughing from ear to ear.

"Eliza, you have to keep an eye on them, and you must not let them hide our property."

"We will divide these gold coins after Ace wakes up, and we haven't shared the gold coins they gave ten times."

Elena greedily licked the gold coins in her hand, her eyes full of reluctance.

Because they were so diligent in contributing gold and silver coins, Ace didn't have time to distribute the gold coins they gave in the past two days.

After Ace fell asleep, the two of them were embarrassed to ask for it.

They understood Ace's troubles, so they must not dismantle his stage at this time.

The coins can only be divided after a few months.

Although she wanted to embezzle the gold coins in her hand, the gold coins in Ace's hand were the big ones, and she couldn't not divide the hundreds of gold coins on Ace's side because she embezzled one gold coin.

Hundreds of gold coins and one gold coin, she still knows which one is more important.

Therefore, she has no idea of embezzling gold coins at all, after all, not embezzling is to get more gold coins.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! ”

Eliza listened in fascination to the sound of the coins crashing against each other's locks.

The wise eyes, swept towards them from time to time, like frost hitting eggplants, and the whole body was full of disappointed dark nobles.

"Ace, he not only controls the distribution of property, but also monopolizes the authority to issue war."

As soon as I remembered what Ace had said to the dark nobles below a few days ago, a war without his approval was an invalid war, and he did not recognize military merits.

Her teeth itched with anger.

Don't underestimate that sentence, since that sentence was said, these dark nobles saw Ace as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, desperately dedicating their hospitality, and their combat effectiveness was off the charts.

And in the face of her and Elena, although respect is respectful, the combat effectiveness and enthusiasm are definitely dozens of percentage points worse than in front of Ace, and the passion for cutting people is gone, and the gap is clear at a glance.

Although Eliza understands Ace's behavior of holding the authority in her own hands, after all, with Elena's war maniac character, once the power of war is placed in her hands, in less than two days, this group of screaming dark creatures will be able to kill the human world at the speed of madmen, and bankrupt them in one fell swoop.

Understanding is understanding, but this does not prevent her from expressing strong dissatisfaction with Ace.