On the steep mountains, tens of thousands of the Giant Dragon Alliance's subordinates followed the paths that had been carved out, carrying countless materials on their backs, sweating and rising.

"Forward, forward, forward!"

"Give me all the strength to feed."

"Once the Great Wall is repaired, war is coming, and you will have the opportunity to cut everything out of yourself with a knife."

"Want to be a soldier?"

"Of course you want to!"

"But now you want to be soldiers, it's impossible."

"And as long as war breaks out, you casually cut off a human head on the battlefield, and you become soldiers."

"If you become a soldier, you can become a slave owner and get rid of the current slave status."

"And get five acres of fiefdom!"

"In the future, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking, and you can have as many women as you want."

"You can be as beautiful as you want!"

"Those who can't survive, who can't even be slaves without military merit, hundreds of millions."

"When war comes, your chance comes!"

The third-order lizardmen nobles stood on the top of the mountain, constantly cheering for their people.

Words full of infinite seductiveness, stimulating every lizardman.

"Hey Hugh, hey Hugh, hey Hugh!"

The lizardmen gritted their steel teeth, and as slaves, they now had no choice but to carve out a piece of the sky for themselves on the battlefield, or die of starvation as slaves without even the qualifications to breed.

Slaves did not have fiefdoms, which meant that they did not have a constant source of food.

Even if they can give birth to many, many cubs, without food, it is difficult for them to feed themselves, let alone feed their own cubs.

Therefore, most of the time their cubs are doomed to starve to death the moment they are born.

Now, because of the war, the dragon alliance is a big force that provides them with free food, so they can live in peace.

Once the war ended, the food supply was cut off in an instant, and they either gave up their personality and went to the families of soldiers or officers with fiefdoms as slaves in exchange for a ration.

Either as a nomad slave, wandering within the territory of the Dragon Alliance, living a miserable life of starvation, hunger, and being hunted and killed at any time.

After being explained, they understood all this, and at this moment, for the arrival of the war, they really worked hard.

"No!"

Suddenly, a lizardman on the cliff suddenly stepped into the air, and he fell down screaming with a stone on his back.

A piercing scream resounded through the mountains, accompanied by a dull crashing sound that disappeared in an instant.

Between the mountains, the team continued to operate.

It was as if nothing serious had happened before.

Countless lizardmen, without slowing down a step, gritted their teeth and continued to move forward.

At the top of the mountain, a small castle on the Great Wall was built.

The legendary lizardman looked at the 100 million lizardmen who were working desperately within a radius of 10,000 square kilometers, and the screams of pain from time to time as they fell off cliffs.

A cold-blooded animal-like lizard face, motionless.

"The king of our people, in the past month, more than 40,000 people have fallen off the cliff and died."

"In addition, due to illness and work-related injuries and stone falls, there are also 450,000 or 60,000 casualties, adding up to more than 100,000 losses in this month."

"Shouldn't we be building a little slower?"

"To reduce losses!"

A lizard scholar looked at so many dead and wounded, and said in distress.

The large-scale construction of the Great Wall defense line has been underway for a month.

During this month, they lizardmen mobilized almost all of their population and worked desperately to build the Great Wall.

Such a large-scale mobilization, not prepared in advance?

Naturally, the casualties were quite large.

So he wanted to slow down a little and reduce casualties.

The legendary lizardman shook his head silently and said, "There's no time."

"According to the information I received from Your Majesty, the order of the next war will be based on who will finish building his Great Wall defense line first."

"We're already quite behind some races, if we slow down the pace of construction."

"In the next war, we won't even be able to drink soup."

"For the sake of the size of the race, we have no choice."

"Either choose to bury hundreds of millions of unfettered cubs to slow down population growth, or sacrifice some of the clansmen in exchange for military merits from the battlefield to feed those cubs."

As a member of the dark race, the lizardmen are naturally quite strong in fecundity.

It can give birth to two litters in a year, one litter can give birth to two lizardmen, and an adult female lizardman can give birth to four cubs in a year, and the cubs born can have a certain combat effectiveness in a year and a half, and can reach adulthood in two years.

With abundant food, their lizardfolk reproduce quite quickly, and in a year or two they are able to double the number of their own population.

Under such a strong reproductive force, the pressure on their living space is naturally unprecedentedly great.

Therefore, for the sake of more living space, he has no choice.

The two lizardmen looked at each other without saying a word.

Their choice now is the choice of all races in the Dragon Alliance today.

And the only option.

The absolute militarization rule of using military merit to divide the living space of various ethnic groups.

It is an absolutely fair, absolutely just, and in line with the interests of the vast majority of the strong.

It is under this rule that they have been able to grow to more than 200 million people today, which can be said to be the largest number in the past two million years.

As long as you repair fast enough, you can get the qualification to go to the front line to get the war.

One race after another, at this time, they are really desperate.

With their huge army of tens of millions of troops at every turn, once they go to the battlefield, they can get millions of military merits, not to mention that they can get millions of military merits.

If you're lucky, tens of millions of military feats are not a dream.

And the population that can be fed by tens of millions of military merits can exceed 100 million.

100 million people.

Even if you are as powerful as a god, you can't ignore it.

The Great Wall continued to spread forward, slowly enveloping all the mountains and rivers within the Dragon Alliance.

The output of grain and military industry is growing at an astonishing rate as the Great Wall spreads forward.

The entire Dragon Alliance is like a rumbling war fortress, rapidly transforming itself to enhance its combat effectiveness and war potential.

Elven Legendary Sage Delia sat on his tall mage tower, looking at the countless elven cubs playing below, and the smile on his face couldn't be removed.

Tia Michael held a bottle of wine without any image, sat on a recliner, and drank non-stop.

"Delia, I'm useless!"

"You know what? I've really suffered too much over the years. ”

"Rejected by all elves, even the cubs, they are scared to cry when they look at me."

"The legends and nobles of our elves are as strong as me, and they all tremble and hate me."

"You say, I'm big for our elves once, am I easy?"

"Back then, the population of our Tia Elven Kingdom was less than 400,000, and we were on the verge of extinction."

"After joining the Dragon Alliance, I pulled down my face and kept pouring reproduction potions into the drinking water of my clansmen."

"This is in exchange for the great feat of our current elven population of more than 120 million."

"You must know that before the humans occupied most of the entire continent and backstabbed us, the combined population of all our elven kingdoms was only about 80 million."

"And now because I'm shameless, the number of people has risen to 120 million."

"However, even if I have done so much, they are still afraid of me and hate me."

"I just want us to keep growing, what's wrong with that?"

Tia Michael wept bitterly.

Crying while drinking.

Last time, in order to speed up the march, he used his whip to whip the countless elves under his command fiercely.

This completely ignited the anger of countless elves.

They rose up and swore to the death against his tyranny.

Then, he was hung up by him and his third-order transcendent legion and whipped hard.

However, even if he used force to silence everyone's voices, he had already lost the loyalty of ninety-nine percent of the elves.

Most of the adult elves understood that he desperately wanted a powerful heart from their elves.

But the way they work is so repulsive to them.

With a wave of his hand, he poured them with a reproduction potion.

Good guys, who can stand this.

They're not stallions.

In the face of the rejection of him by the elves now, he really has unspeakable suffering.

He's right, he's already working hard for the growth of the elves.

However, there are always so many elves who don't understand him, what can he do?

Elven Legend Sage Delia looked at the Elf King Tia Michael, who was borrowing wine to kill her sorrows, and silently moved the glass of juice in front of her a little farther away.

She promised that for the next three months, she would never drink a drop of water or eat a grain of grain.

The shamelessness of a certain elf king, after countless failures and successes, has already been cultivated to the peak.

The multiplication potion, the other party is no longer just sprinkled in the usual water of the elf gate.

Grain, fruit wine, water, air, a multiplicative potion has been used by him to produce flowers.

Look at the population of their elf clan of 120 million, and the elf cubs occupy 70 million, you can know how strong the other party is.

When the gods faced him, they had to worry about whether they would be hacked by him and cause them to become pregnant.

Now she is extremely wary of this elf king.

The level of vigilance has surpassed that of the human world opposite.

"Michael, you'd better be a little more restrained!"

"The legend of our elf clan has complained to me no less than tens of thousands of times."

"I ask you to stop trying to get them to eat the potion of reproduction."

Delia said kindly in her beautiful words.

The total population of their elven clan now is 120 million, of which 70 million are elven cubs and 50 million are adult elves.

The proportion of the population is quite unhealthy.

Stable and stable, waiting for most elf cubs to reach adulthood, and then continue to develop, this is a more stable approach.

Tia Michael took a big sip of wine from the bottle, shook his head and said, "Delia, look at the current Dragon Alliance, the number of countless races has been moving towards 100 million, 200 million, more than 100 billion, or even billions."

"And our elves, even if I develop desperately, the number is only 120 million now."

"Once we stop, we fall behind."

"And our cultivation also needs blood sacrifice energy, the population is too small, how can you break through the demigods, how can I break through the demigods?"

"The status of our elves in the Dragon Alliance will decline significantly."

He wanted to stop too, but the fertility of their elves was a real flaw.

There is no need to desperately let them give birth to reproductive potions, will there be a place for their elves on this continent in the future?

After all, at that time, the entire continent would be turned into countless granaries by the super farming ability of the last dragon Ace, and the number of each race under the abundant grain was likely to increase to more than 10 billion.

Even if the combat power of 100 million and 200 million elves is very strong, but the population is so small, how can it compare to those races that can easily reach tens of billions?

Moreover, the supply of blood sacrifice energy also depends on the population.

If the population is large, the blood sacrifice energy will be more, and if the population is small, the blood sacrifice energy will also be less.

With a population of more than 100 million, they can only supply the transcendents of their elven clan today.

But if you want to go further, you have to have a larger population.

In fact, it was precisely because of the blood sacrifice energy that the third-order transcendent legion composed of 30,000 elven nobles under his command would obey his orders.

Because they know that although he Tia Michael is despicable and shameless, he makes people pregnant by staring.

But he is a responsible king!

Not to mention anything else, let the elven population recover to 120 million now, so that these strong people have enough blood sacrifice energy to cultivate.

To ensure the strength of their elven clan has already done what a king should do.

Otherwise, if he really had no supporters, he would have been ousted from the throne of the Elven King long ago.

The legendary Sage Delia stopped talking.

As the only legendary sage in the elven clan of the Dragon Alliance, she has obtained quite a lot of blood sacrifice energy every year.

It was also with the help of these blood sacrifice energies that she was able to raise her life level to the pinnacle of the legend, slowly advancing towards the demigods.

Moreover, more than half of her 10,000 transcendent legions, which were composed of third-order powerhouses, also needed countless blood sacrifice energy offerings.

So Tia Michael helped her a lot.

After all, he didn't work as hard as he did to get countless elves pregnant, where did their elves come from so many people.

Without such a large population, of course, the blood sacrifice energy would be gone.

Delia stopped talking, and could only mourn in silence for some of the elves.

Because just today, Tia Michael has contacted the elven gods in the sky with her help, and with the help of the gods of their elven gods, she has obtained the support of a demigod that can help her people get pregnant with a powerful divine power breeding goddess.