"Tremble, tremble, tremble!"

"Your Majesty has an order, kill!"

On the vast and boundless battlefield, the dense crowd of more than 50 million minotaurs, in the galloping horn, lined up neatly, with a fanatical face rushed forward.

On the other side, the 80 million human army is ready to fight.

With a rumbling collision, the two sides fought together in an instant.

The swords are all in unison, and the extraordinary power is everywhere.

One after another, giants hundreds of meters high rose from the earth and fought frantically on the battlefield.

The war was at a fever pitch from the very beginning.

All the minotaurs are playing with their lives, because they know that war is a gift from the sky, and they don't take advantage of this time to cut a piece of heaven for themselves.

Once the war is over, they will probably die of old age without seeing any hope of advancing to their own class next time.

Therefore, they are now extremely desperate, just a group of desperate goods.

And the morale of the human soldiers on the opposite side was also boiling to the extreme at this time.

In order to resist the huge offensive of the Dragon Alliance, the high-level of the human world took out countless blood sacrifice energy and transcendent exercises as a reward for the war.

In the face of the blood sacrifice energy and extraordinary exercises that can make them transcendent, the human soldiers at the bottom are of course desperately killing in order to change the fate of themselves and their descendants.

"Die!"

The two-meter-tall minotaur, whose muscles contracted instantly, held a giant mace, and each stick carried more than a ton of power and slammed it towards a human soldier in front of him.

"Boom"

With a scream, the human soldier's shield was torn apart, and the whole person flew out as if he had been hit by a car, knocking down a row of human soldiers behind.

The red-eyed minotaur will give up this good opportunity.

With a mace in hand, he rushed in.

With muscles all over his body, he slaughtered the weak chicken human soldiers on the opposite side at this moment.

The mace slashed through graceful curves, and after the curves, there were human soldiers who fell after a stream of blood flowed.

The war is one-sided!

A war that lasted twenty years, the time of a generation.

Almost all the soldiers on the human front line have changed their stubble, and as for where did the previous soldiers go after the stubble, of course, they died in battle.

Although today's human soldiers are not afraid of death, they can already be called elite after seeing blood.

However, because of genetic deterioration, their overall quality is declining rapidly, which brings about a weakening of combat effectiveness.

And the minotaur on the opposite side, under the effect of the military merit system, the genetic level is constantly being raised, and the combat effectiveness is naturally rising.

With one increase and one decrease, the gap is already quite large.

One by one, the human army array of 10,000 people was overwhelmed by the minotaurs, and under the countless heavy weapons, the dense human soldiers fell on the battlefield at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, there is a vast army of 80 million humans.

The length alone is **100 miles, and the depth is more than 500 miles.

And they can fight and retreat at the same time, and the soldiers in the back don't know the tragic situation of the small platoon of soldiers in the front.

And if the soldiers in front want to escape, it is impossible.

The length is **100 miles, if you want to run out, you have to walk for at least ten days, how the soldiers escape, where to flee is the battlefield.

Therefore, they can only fight hard.

As a result, the 80 million human army, although suffering heavy losses, was pressed and beaten by the minotaurs on the opposite side.

But it was never defeated, but started a face-to-face flesh mill war with the minotaurs on the opposite side.

On the small floating platform, the most powerful legendary king of the minotaurs, watching the military exploits in his hands continue to grow.

He said with a smile: "One million, two million, three million, four million, five million, in just a few days, my Minotaur on the front has already obtained five million military merits." ”

"Coupled with the minotaurs on the other front, tens of millions of military merits are definitely stable."

"It's just that the rules of military merit have been changed by Your Majesty, and originally a military merit can be exchanged for five acres of plantation fiefdom on land."

"But now, it's only one acre of plantation fiefdom."

Thinking of this, the king of the minotaurs was both happy and a little dissatisfied.

In the past twenty years, in addition to farming, the ruler of their Dragon Alliance, in the face of the opposite human race, does not pay attention to martial virtues, sends his own soldiers to death, and wants to exchange their triumvirate for bankruptcy.

As a last resort, they began to reduce the number of fiefdoms.

In the past, a single military merit could earn five acres of fiefdom, but now there is only one acre.

In addition, since twenty years ago, all the blood sacrifice energy held in the first three quarters of each year has to be withdrawn and stored as a reward for military merit winners after the fiefdom is reduced.

The current standard of military merit is that a military merit can obtain an acre of fiefdom and a hundred blood sacrifice energy, and after becoming a soldier, the transcendent exercises are as you choose, and the transcendent exercises are directly transmitted to their brains by various sacrifices, scholars, and university scholars in the way of soul transmission, so that they can understand directly and save the process of learning.

It can be said that although the military merit is less than four acres, the benefits are directly full.

A hundred pieces of blood sacrifice energy, and the transcendent exercises that have been fully understood, are enough for a volume that eats enough every day and works hard to forge himself into a muscular sweat to break through the first-order warrior level.

In previous wars, military merits would be distributed after the war was over, and fiefs would be divided after military merits were confirmed.

After the separation, you have to walk for several months or even a year or two to reach your fiefdom.

It takes a lot of time.

After obtaining the fief, the volume can use the resources in his fief to increase his life level.

And now the situation has changed, after taking out an enemy on the battlefield and running back, you will immediately get a transcendent gift package that will allow them to eat every day and exercise their bodies to the limit.

Soul transmission eliminates the transcendent skills of the learning process, and a hundred copies of the blood sacrifice energy has skyrocketed because of the continuous improvement of the genetic level of the military merit system, which is much stronger than the blood sacrifice energy on the human side.

Coupled with the indefinite supply of food during the war, they have the physical fitness to become muscular men one by one.

It is really difficult to break through the first-order warriors.

The most important thing is that on the battlefield, they will be able to get a hundred copies of the blood sacrifice energy and transcendent exercises in their hands and make breakthroughs.

After breaking through, you can go to the battlefield and cut people.

After slashing people, there is blood sacrifice energy, continue to practice rapidly, exercises or anything are free, and the food to maintain their own extraordinary level is also supplied indefinitely, which brings that the other party can become powerful like a snowball.

As long as you cut enough people, your strength can increase at an astonishing rate.

After all, the battlefield is the best place to sharpen your mind, exercise your body, control your body, and stimulate your body.

The Minotaur King continued to watch as he watched the military exploits that had skyrocketed in front of him.

There was also the center of the battlefield, where the warriors in front had exhausted their physical strength, and after returning to the rear, they had a happy smile that was quickly exchanged for transcendent exercises and countless blood sacrifice energy.

There was a hint of distress on his face.

"Twenty years ago, fifty percent of the blood sacrifice energy of our Dragon Alliance belonged to the three Majesies, thirty percent of the blood sacrifice energy belonged to the kings of our races, and the remaining twenty percent belonged to the powerhouses under them."

"The blood sacrifice energy harvested every year has to be divided into forty percent, even if I know that there is no loss, but I still feel distressed."

"My third-order Minotaur legion is simply a bottomless black hole that eats resources."

"I need my blood sacrifice energy subsidy every year, poor!"

Although he was a little distressed, he was actually distressed.

Forty percent of the blood sacrifice energy that is distributed every year is stored and used as a reward on the battlefield.

In the end, it is still spent on its own people.

He is the king of the race, and he is definitely not a loss.

The King of the Race, in the third quarter of each year, receives the blood sacrifice of all the people within an entire race.

Whether it is a slave or a soldier, or a transcendent, or even a captain, all of them have to sacrifice their blood as the blood sacrifice of the king of the race.

Forty percent of his overall blood sacrifice was distributed, making the number of transcendents in his clan increase, which seemed to be his loss.

But in reality, he didn't lose at all.

There are more transcendents, and the transcendents still want to give him the blood sacrifice of the king of the race, and after a few years of continuous blood sacrifice, won't the blood sacrifice energy come back?

And after turning around, it changed from the blood sacrifice energy of ordinary people to the blood sacrifice energy of transcendents.

It's not a loss anyway.

It is precisely because of this that the kings of the race do not have too fierce resistance to this distribution method.

After all, this is left-handed to right-handed, and in the end they still earn, and they are against a hammer.

The front is advancing rapidly.

Eighty million human armies fought and retreated.

The army of 50 million minotaurs, whose morale is like a rainbow, desperately kills forward.

Along the way, blood had stained the ground red, and corpses had been trampled beyond recognition.

On nearly a hundred fronts, the kings of all races, with their own armies, have gained the upper hand in the war against mankind.

Towards the interior of the human realm, the continuous advancement.

The original battlefield border area was slowly swallowed by the Dragon Alliance.

In the floating city, Ace, who sat high on the gorgeous throne, looked at the scene in the surrounding magic screen.

I'm in a pretty good mood.

"I crush all the enemies in front of me with a dignified and upright army."

"There are many soldiers, there are many strong men, and there are many extraordinary legions!"

"And my soldiers are stronger than your soldiers, my strong ones are more desperate and able to fight than your strong ones, and my extraordinary legions are also more capable and brave than your extraordinary legions."

"It's hard to lose if you want to lose in the past!"

"The advantage of farming is here, I don't play any intrigues with you, as long as I am strong and fast enough, the danger will not be able to catch up with me."

"Even if I catch up, I can slap it down and beat the danger so that I can't find the north."

He threw up his head and looked haughty.

The human on the other side was clearly no match for him.

A group of fools directly sent the high-quality and strong population in their territory to the front line to die.

Good guys, just let the high-quality and strong population give the fault line.

On the contrary, those who are defective and unfit to go to war are given abundant resources to reproduce their offspring.

In this case, it directly lowers the overall level of the entire human race.

It was really a wave of operations, and I looked up at two hundred and five.

Directly kill yourself.

If the human saints below knew how to do human rule, they would be able to crawl out of their graves, vomit five million liters of blood, and then scatter the ashes of these human rulers.

There is no such defeat for a loser.

At most, the loser of the family is only the property of the ruined clan, and the bloodline and gene level of his own clan, the other party will not move.

As long as there are talents in the clan, no matter what happens, there will be days of rise.

And the other party directly attacked the bloodline gene level, making all his clansmen become a group of old and weak

Rubbish.

Can the old and weak waste rise? Fools know no.

His enemies were really laughed to death there, and the dogs of all saints throughout the ages were blinded.

In fact, according to his inference.

The guy who did this in the first place and let the human race send soldiers to death made him almost bankrupt, and he had to stop the war, must be that group of ancient evil gods.

After all, with the wisdom of those ordinary human rulers, it was not enough to come up with such a clever plan.

As for why it is the way it is.

That's because the ancient gods don't care anymore.

If they take care of the affairs and directly set off a mass burning at the stake in the name of God in the human world, they will be able to fix all the defects.

Burning at the stake in the name of God, his meaning is actually very simple, that is, in the name of God, some guys are tied to the stake rack, and then the firewood is lit and the other party is burned to death.

In contrast, the "burn the witch" rule is actually part of this rule.

In the name of God, all human beings who have genetic diseases, those who are too short, and those who are deformed, who hinder the growth of the Ming genetic level, and who are different from ordinary people at first glance, are all burned to death.

In order to raise the genetic level among human beings.

Image comparison, Ace's previous life of the Kidsian religion was the favorite to do this kind of thing before the Industrial Revolution.

Burn demons, burn devils, burn witches, burn cultists, in short, one word, "burn".

As for what are demons, devils, witches, cultists like?

Needless to say?

That guy has a congenital lung disease and coughs every day, it doesn't look normal, how can a normal person cough every day since he was a child, it must be the devil who sent me to our world, the guy who spread the plague, he must be burned to death.

And that guy has five fingers in a normal person, he has four, he only has four fingers, and we have five fingers, the demon is four-fingered, the other party is the apostle of the devil, and immediately burn the other party to death.

And the woman is so thin, a large group of men have been tempted by her, it must be the devil, the devil is the most tempting, and he will be burned to death.

And this, that, that and that.

In short, all the beings that hinder the upward upgrading of the nation's genetic level will be burned in the name of God.

Relying on the barbecue process, the countries ruled by the Christianity are quite capable of fighting.

After all, the short, the thin, the deformed, the hereditary, all the weak ones were burned to death.

The rest of the guys are healthy, strong, and able to fight.

Not only are there many of them who occupy the living space of those weak guys, but also because they are married and reproduced, they are also relatively strong guys, and the genetic level is distanced from the surrounding neighbors.

There are a lot of them, they can fight extraordinarily, they can hang their neighbors up and smoke them, and they can bully as much as they want, who is strong if he is not strong?

In order to save his life, other countries naturally introduced him in order to be strong and save their own lives.

The wise men of certain nationalities, after understanding the core of the Christianity, see that the other party can help their own nation to develop and grow, and naturally they will not hinder it, or the resistance to it is very small.

According to his reasoning, at that time, the ancient evil gods should have thought of replacing him, the ruler of the Dragon Alliance, with the death of soldiers.

After bankruptcy, the rules of absolute militarism will inevitably collapse, and after the collapse of the rules, the dragon alliance will definitely have a period of chaos to reshape the rules of absolute militarism.

In this way, it will drag on for fifty or sixty years, or even one or two hundred years, and it is not the same as playing.

When the time comes, when they develop the potential of the human world in a territory area that is three times larger than the Dragon Alliance, and by the way, give the human world a burn at the stake gift package to restore the genetic level, and they will not be afraid of the Dragon Alliance no matter what.

even counterattacked the Dragon Alliance and destroyed the Dragon Alliance

Yes, it's all very possible.

But a few decades ago, he helped a pinnacle world, and he was about to obtain a ** high-quality true spirit.

All the calculations, in front of these 100 million high-quality true spirits, are all children fighting.

Sent the ancient gods to tears.

There are many descriptions of gods in the inheritance memory.

They are all a group of interest creatures.

Before ensuring that your own race is not destroyed, as long as there are enough benefits, anything can be discussed.

This includes turning one's own race into slaves of another race.

Facing his own side, after having countless true spirits, the interests of the entire human world add up to only a fraction, and the huge benefits presented.

As long as the ancient evil gods joined the dragon alliance under his command, they would be able to obtain the benefits of developing the human territory to the peak several times, even more than ten times, or even dozens of times, hundreds of times.

Of course, he will not hesitate to sell his people.

Gods are profit creatures.

In the face of greater interests, they have always been very sincere.

Not to mention that the dragon alliance he ruled over was still good for humans and their ancient evil gods.

If nothing else, look at the number of people in the West, who have now skyrocketed to six billion, and the six billion people who are happily absorbing the blood sacrifice energy. The dozens of ancient evil gods in the Western Realm, who were extremely alive and nourishing, knew what kind of treatment they would be after entering.

A normal deity, lest the current situation, basically choose to take refuge in him for greater benefits.

"I'm such a great dragon!"

"Create endless huge benefits, buy most of the enemies into your own, and unite all your allies to work for me."

"To unify the whole world."

"I'm such a genius!"