"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill me!"

"No one is allowed to run away!"

On the vast battlefield of the southern border, the big orange cat controlled its own giant transcendent true body composed of seven thousand second-order transcendent powerhouses and three thousand third-order transcendent powerhouses for more than three hundred meters.

Dash across the battlefield and wipe out countless human warriors.

With his roar, the 20 million cat-man army excitedly rushed forward to kill.

Crazy slashing and slashing all the way, military exploits grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the rear of the 20 million cat-man army, 700 million rat-man cannon fodder, holding all kinds of wooden spears, stone spears and a small number of iron weapons, and humans have come to the limit of one-for-one, one-for-two.

The charge was extremely fierce, and they were also reaping one military feats after another at a very fast speed.

"Eight million, eight million one hundred thousand, eight million two hundred thousand, eight million three hundred thousand."

"Meow meow! I'm going to send this orange cat. ”

The big orange cat waved his giant frying pan, which was more than 400 meters wide, and at the same time quickly used the calculation power of the legendary powerhouse to calculate the military exploits he and his people had obtained on the battlefield, and meowed strangely.

Seeing that his military exploits have approached 10 million.

The cat's mustache at the corner of the mouth, it was really a happy shake.

I can't help but be unhappy, eight million military exploits, what does this mean?

According to the calculation of five acres of plantations divided into military merits, that is 40 million acres of plantation fiefdom.

What a huge fortune this is, and the cat people who can feed at least 200 million people are still the kind that have a full stomach.

If you only eat half full, this amount can be doubled.

Therefore, in the face of so many military exploits, it is impossible to be happy.

Just when he was harvesting wave after wave of military exploits at the fastest speed, trying to earn more fiefdoms.

A message came to his brain from the golden castle in the distance.

"Your Majesty has an order, from now on, the war is over."

Looking at the information in his mind, the big orange cat was a little confused with a cat face.

He stiffened his gaze at the sixty million human soldiers in the distance who had been completely crushed by their cat-people and rat-people clans.

The big orange cat trembled and said:

"No, the war isn't over yet, can you? I'm still fighting. ”

"How can it be over?"

"I'll discuss it!"

"I'm against it!"

"The human army in front of me has been defeated by me, and now is the time to harvest, 60 million military merits, how can it be counted like this."

The big orange cat directly spewed out a mouthful of old blood in the three-hundred-meter cat-man transcendent true body, dyeing a small piece of the transcendent true body's body into a piece of blood red, and the whole cat was in the most crazy state in an instant.

The giant big orange cat of three hundred meters, under the influence of the crazy big orange cat, a pair of huge cat's eyes directly turned blood red.

Holding the giant frying pan in his hand, the anger in his heart erupted like a volcanic eruption at this moment.

The four-hundred-meter-tall frying pan slapped fiercely, and the three thousand human soldiers turned into a pile of flying ash on the ground in the blink of an eye.

The shock wave dispersed, and a huge hole with a width of more than 500 meters appeared on the earth, and the dense earth cracks centered on the public, turning a radius of 10,000 meters into a place of death.

The big orange cat stared at the red eyes and slaughtered madly on the battlefield.

60 million military merits, obviously it only takes more than ten days to get it, but it is gone in the blink of an eye.

That's 300 million acres of fiefdom, the foundation of 600 million cat people.

It's gone for no reason, how can this work?

The huge loss weighed down him, the king of the cat people race, out of breath.

At this time, he just wanted to vent his anger on the battlefield.

As for the twenty million ordinary cat people who are at war, he doesn't care anymore.

Their cat people can give birth to one child a year, one child can give birth to three or four kittens, and the kittens can grow to the juvenile stage in one year, have a certain combat ability, and can become an adult in two years, with not weak combat effectiveness.

Today, there are more than 1.5 billion cat people in the Dragon Alliance, which can be regarded as a large race.

With the rate of reproduction of their cat people and their current number, 20 million cat people are nothing at all.

If it dies, it will be able to regenerate two or three billion times in the next year.

Dozens of times more than 20 million.

Therefore, he has the confidence not to care.

However, he didn't care about the 20 million cat people, but he couldn't care less about the 60 million military exploits lost.

That's their roots.

After all, being able to give birth does not mean that you can raise it, and if you can't raise it after giving birth, it is equivalent to not giving birth.

You must know that the total military merits of their cat people were only a little more than 100 million before the outbreak of this war, and the fief was 600 million acres.

There are only one billion cat people who can feed, and if there are more, all cat people will have to go hungry together.

The reason why there are 1.5 billion now is that two years ago when I learned that the war was going to break out, in order to have enough cannon fodder soldiers, the entire cat people tightened their belts and pulled out of the food between their teeth, so that the cat people gave birth to 500 million.

Now it's just a little bit close, and 60 million military merits are in hand.

This is equivalent to half of the military exploits of their cat people.

If this matter was known to the gods of their cat-man clan, a group of cat-man gods would roll on the god's seat with a meow.

The tragedy is beyond measure.

On the battlefield of the Eastern Front.

The legendary ogre Babukar looked at the command from inside the Golden Castle to end the war from now on.

He looked at the dense crowd in front of him, and the fifty million human legions that had been defeated by the thirty million ogre legions under his command and were about to be harvested into military merits.

A wide face twitched frantically at this time, gritting his teeth, blood jumped out of his teeth: "Fifty million military merits, gone."

"My god knows, and can cut my flesh for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years."

"How can it just be gone?"

The anger in the heart of the legendary ogre Babukar is like a raging magma sea erupting madly, he wants to destroy everything, but he doesn't know where to go.

Angry Your Majesty, he doesn't have the guts, and his loyalty to His Majesty is also full, everything he has now is given by His Majesty, and he will never be angry with his Majesty.

Angry human beings, this has to be a little bit, if they hadn't resisted for four or five days for no reason, and fought a tug-of-war with them, maybe all the military merits would have been in hand at this moment.

The ogres under the angry men, this must be even better, if they weren't desperate enough, the humans on the other side would have been defeated four or five days earlier, and the military merits might have been obtained.

Anger pervades every part of the body and soul of the legendary ogre Babucar.

He picked up his legendary weapon, the Killing Mace, and harnessed his 350-meter transcendent true body, walking towards the distant battlefield step by step.

This time, he wants to let those people know what fear is, and he also wants to use his absolute power to get rid of some waste.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The shock wave of up to a kilometer swept the heavens and the earth in an instant, and hundreds of miles of land rose at this moment with a ten-magnitude earthquake.

The power of destruction, in the wrath of the legendary ogre Babucar, destroys everything he wants to destroy.

"You abominable humans, why couldn't we have killed them a few days earlier?"

"And you waste, a bunch of farmer cannon fodder has been fighting for days, what use do I want you? To live is also a waste of food. ”

In the shockwave of destruction that covered the heavens and the earth, a thunderous roar rang out incessantly.

The entire battlefield was in chaos at this moment, and the dense ogre legion and the human legion all became refugees at this moment.

Dodging the destructive power of the earth and the sky at all times.

World film, inside the Cat Man God Kingdom.

The cat god took his five gods who also belonged to the cat people family, and watched the countless cat people who were madly slaughtering human soldiers on the grassland.

A cat face, no sorrow or joy.

It seems that after learning that from now on, after the order to end the war, it is not she who has lost 60 million military exploits and is rolling on the throne of God.

"Meow!"

"How did the war end all of a sudden? And it ended at a time when the battle was raging on the battlefield. ”

"What happened to Ace, the last dragon?"

"Why is the order for the end of the war given at such a critical moment?"

"For no reason, we lost 60 million military exploits, and 300 million acres of plantations that can feed 600 million cat people."

"The plantation that can feed 600 million cat people is gone for no reason, when has our cat people been so wide."

"We have to get to the bottom of the problem."

"It's better to be able to determine the 60 million military merits."

The cat god, who has no sorrow or joy, broke his defense as soon as he opened his mouth.

Today's losses are so great that the plantations that can feed 600 million cat people are gone in one fell swoop.

600 million cat people, this can give birth to another medium divine power in their cat people clan within a thousand years.

The losses are somewhat outrageous.

When had she ever suffered such a big loss?

The field must be restored.

In the kingdom of the ogre clan, the seven gods of the ogre clan gathered together, looking at the news that suddenly came from the Initial Continent and made them lose 50 million military exploits.

One by one, the tables were lifted.

"What happened?"

"Why is 50 million military merits suddenly gone?"

"What do those cubs eat? I'm going to eat them all. ”

"Let's figure it out, you can't just leave it at that."

The gods of the enraged ogre clan smashed the space with a slap, ignoring the divine power consumed, and began to curse the sacrifices below as quickly as possible, letting them figure out what was going on.

Why did their ogre clan lose 50 million in military exploits?

The loss was so great that the gods of the seven ogre clans were all on the table.

It's not just the cat-people gods and the ogre gods who are investigating in an angry frenzy.

In fact, the gods who possessed their clansmen within the Dragon Alliance were all furious, and they flipped the tables countless times.

Why are they so angry?

The reason is simple, the war is already over when they are preparing to reap the windfall.

The speed caught them off guard, and they couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

They have suffered extremely heavy losses, and if they can't go down to earth now, they are already ready to pick up the gods and clones that come down to them, and use absolute power to bring everything back on track.

Since the birth of the Dragon Alliance, less than a hundred years.

The number of clans that have taken refuge in the hands of the Dragon Alliance has been rising at a geometric rate.

The races except for the human race, after recovering to their former number of people on the continent at a very fast speed, are still turning over at a very fast speed.

When the number of clansmen of all races keeps skyrocketing, the income of the gods of all races who stop their kingdom in the film of the world is of course doubling, which can be said to be a lot of money.

The skyrocketing income has made the gods of various ethnic groups change from the former poor gods to the local tyrant gods in one fell swoop.

As far as the western realm is concerned, in the past, the population of the western frontier did not exceed three billion because of the fact that various ethnic groups fought each other.

The only time that there are nearly three billion left is the one when humanity annihilates all races, dominates the western frontier, and occupies the territory of other races.

However, even if they had occupied the various tribes at that time, because they themselves were divided into a nation and the common people did not help the transcendents much, the population grew like that.

However, since the arrival of the Dragon Alliance, the situation has completely changed.

The emergence of grafting fields has enabled more than ninety percent of the mountainous terrain in the west to be used as a grain production base.

The appearance of the blood sacrifice finally gave a group of transcendent beings the idea of being willing to pay for ordinary people.

The Great Wall's defensive irrigation system was cut out with extraordinary power by a group of legends who controlled the transcendent true body and the transcendents of various races.

This would not have been possible before.

The transcendent does things for the lives of ordinary people, or on a large scale, it is simply the goddess of fate's underwear that has been lifted, that is impossible.

However, with the advent of the Blood Sacrifice, this became inevitable.

Blood sacrifice allows the blood of ordinary people to be transformed into the extraordinary energy blood sacrifice energy required by the transcendents of all races.

With the help of blood sacrifice energy, they can constantly increase their level and gain more powerful power.

Under this factor, the extraordinary powerhouses who originally didn't care much about the ordinary population began to frantically stir their brains to improve the population of their own race.

Subjective action, blood sacrifices, marriage and inoculation fields, increased unification, and under the great unification, all kinds of water conservancy and irrigation projects were frantically built, and cultivated land was frantically reclaimed.

The grain output has increased dozens of times.

The population has doubled under the power of extraordinary powerhouses of all ethnic groups.

Up to now, the population within the Dragon Alliance has reached 40 billion, and they are all the ones who feed them.

From less than three billion in the past, to four billion now.

You must know that in the past, the population of the entire continent was about 10 billion.

Today, there are 40 billion people in the western border, four times more than the population of the continent in the past.

This represents a Western Realm, which has four times the benefits that thousands of gods in the sky competed for at the beginning.

With so many benefits, all the gods in the sky are full of fat, and they have all become local tyrants.