The world is unpredictable, and the major interest classes, world wills, gods, saints, and all the military merit winners of all races in the ontological world are really too eager.

Only ten years after the end of the war, they were already preparing for the next war, sharpening their knives, staring at their red eyes, and always wanting to kill the world upside down, to double and double their income.

He didn't need to look to know that the dark race was reproducing so fast, in addition to their own reproduction speed, the major interest classes had definitely made a lot of efforts.

After all, the dark race, although it can double the number of its own race on the basis of its own race in a year or two.

But the situation in which he now rules the Dragon Alliance is different from all the situations within the ordinary dark race.

Under the influence of the rule of absolute militarism, only those who have military merit can now have children.

In other words, they are the only ones who are the main force of fertility, and how fast they gave birth in the past will still be how fast they will continue to give birth in the future.

Under the condition that the number of military merit recipients remains the same, it is difficult to double on the basis of doubling.

After all, the other party doesn't do that kind of thing every day, he still has to rest, not to mention that because of cultivation to improve his strength, that kind of thing can't be too frequent, otherwise he knocks on the bone and sucks the marrow every day, who can stand it.

And this difficult thing was done in ten years.

With a population of more than 350 billion, plus the 50 billion of the Three Bright Clans, the number of subordinates under his command is already close to 400 billion.

At first glance, you can tell that it is not normal.

Looking at the population data collected by the scholars and scholars of all ethnic groups in front of him, Ace, who was wearing a crown, said silently: "The dragon alliance, a war beast, should be tightened a little tighter."

"Strength needs to be precipitated, and after the strength skyrockets, it will take a lot of time to precipitate some hidden rules."

"It's not a good thing to have too many wars."

"Let's take a break for a while!"

"How long? A thousand years should be about the same! ”

Looking at the Dragon Alliance, which is now extremely prosperous with fire-sprayed oil, Ace made a decision in his heart.

Now the territory he rules is supported by the most powerful elder in the world, the will of the world, and as far as the eye can see, there is no existence on the earth that can resist his slaughter.

Even if it is those overseas outer gods, the army facing him is still just a swarm of ants.

If it weren't for the distance, he would have been able to push them sideways by sending tens of thousands of transcendent legions at will.

With the most ardent hopes of the gods and saints, and with all races subjugated to his dragon wings, he became the only emperor in the history of the Ontological world to have the support of the gods and saints.

In every way, it was as if the forces within him, as well as the tribes and his power, had become extremely strong.

But he himself is self-aware, and among his subordinates, there are dark tribes, light tribes, and a large number of evil god vests hidden inside.

The level of complexity is that even the gods have a headache when they see it.

The reason why stability can be maintained now is because all the interest classes within the entire Dragon Alliance are constantly doubling and doubling their income.

In the face of huge interests, all contradictions can be concealed.

No matter how great the contradictions between the various ethnic groups are, when the interest classes are able to double and double their incomes, any contradictions are floating clouds.

But the time for his power to be achieved is too short after all, a hundred years or so, for the transcendent world, it is an instant.

The most ordinary human legends can live for thousands of years, and a hundred years is one-tenth of the life span of a person.

Those long-lived races have a lifespan of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, the time is too short, and the huge pole power under him has not been well precipitated at all, accumulating, accumulating, running-in, cooperating, and progressing.

Not to mention anything else, if you want to fight out of the Initial Continent and fight with those outer gods, you must have at least hundreds of magic warships, and this requires the cooperation and cooperation of all races.

Otherwise, with the distant area between the continents, it would take four or five years to go back and forth to the nearest continent outside.

With such low efficiency, this is still a battle for lights.

You must know that there are more than 3,000 continents that he rules now, and the tens of thousands of continents outside the 3,000 continents are the territories of the outer gods.

The distance from him is 108,000 miles, and without spatial teleportation, even if it is the territory of the nearest Outer God Scroll, he has to fly for half a month.

He is like this, before there is a powerful warship like a magic warship that can lead a large-scale army forward with extreme speed, his hundreds of billions of troops and countless extraordinary legions will not be able to kill him at all.

Even if it is killed, it will take decades just to march.

At this time, the outer gods of the people have long expanded their power outward, and I don't know how many continents.

The speed at which he killed the Outer God Scrolls was not as fast as their expansion, so now if his Scrolls want to go to war, they must integrate their respective knowledge, especially magical knowledge, to create a powerful magic warship and quickly transport endless troops, so that they can continue to fight outward.

The ascent of the magic system requires a lot of time to research, and it also needs the support of an entire magic industry system to create endless magic warships.

Ace crawled back to his palace and continued to fall into a deep sleep, as for everything in the outside world, he would watch it again every year when he collected the energy of the blood sacrifice.

Moreover, there is no need for those subordinates who manage the outside world, and absolute militarism itself is a kind of military system that is stable and solid to the extreme in the absence of war.

Extraordinary, hereditary, fiefdom, constant responsibility of each class, what should I do? It has long been constant, wants to progress, wants to rise.

In the absence of war, even if you are so talented that you can level up with breathing, you are still a slave and cannot be changed.

Therefore, there is only one thing to take care of, most of the time the kings of the race deal with it themselves, and only those world-level projects will put the problem in front of him.

And the world-class projects are all built in units of ten years, and he wakes up once a year, and he will not delay at all.

Ace fell asleep, trying to improve his strength, and accumulating his foundation step by step towards the demigod dragon.

And a large number of race kings in the outside world are still desperately trying to let their subordinates have cubs, and after digesting the territory, they want to ask their Emperor His Majesty to launch a war of outward expansion.

It's just that what they don't know is that they did their work completely in vain.

Ace had no intention of starting a war within a thousand years, and was ready to recuperate for a thousand years first, digest and digest the benefits of the previous war before expanding outward.

After all, the number of genera under his command is growing a little too fast, and the quality of genes has been greatly improved under the rules of absolute militarism.

As a result, the quantity and quality of the blood sacrifice energy brought by him every year skyrocketed, and there was too much blood sacrifice energy, and his small world was a little indigestion, so he had to digest and grow it.

……

Not far from the three thousand continents, in a continent with an area of one billion square kilometers, the vast and endless black-armored black-clothed Outer God Scroll Legion was striding forward.

They are also a race that belongs to the human race, but unlike the Terrans of the Ontology World, they have four hands, and their combat power is a little stronger than that of the Terrans of the Ontology World.

This time, the gods of their clan, at the invitation of the Void Beast, sent an endless army to prepare to crusade against the evil dragon and fight for the justice of the world, which is the sword of justice of light.

Of course, their goals have nothing to do with what they are doing now.

One after another Terran in the ontological world, primitive tribes are being pushed sideways by them, and countless primitive tribesmen in their passage are being captured by them at an extremely fast speed.

Then he threw himself into farming, building cities, catching fish, and so on.

While they bring civilization to this continent, they are also reproducing their numbers at the fastest speed, and they are not picky eaters, as long as they are human species, they will assimilate them through brainwashing, education, etc., and become one of them.

A billion square kilometers of giant continents are being unified by them at an astonishing rate.

And two of the four continents surrounding the megacontinent are also being attacked by their legions, turning them into their territory.

The Outer God, the Lord of Darkness, his legendary clone, sits in the palace built for him by countless believers in the center of the continent.

Looking at the vibrant world in front of him, his face was full of doubts, and he said with some excitement and caution:

"What's going on in the world? Why was it so easy for me to invade me, there was no resistance at all, as if they were still welcoming me. ”

"Also, the children born to my scroll in this world have at least the lowest level of true spirits."

"There are a lot of mid-level true spirits, and there are also a lot of high-level true spirits."

"This world is taking the wrong medicine, how can you stuff all the good things to me?"

Looking at the income of the past ten years, the Lord of Darkness of the Outer God had some tears in his eyes.

As an outer god who has lost his own world, he can only develop his followers in some small worlds without gods.

The faith brought by those Dust True Spirit Level believers is simply indescribable.

Not to mention the small number of beliefs, the low-quality ones that can make God cry and eat chaff have been eaten for almost five million years.

His original kingdom of God has shrunk by a long time.

As a result, the pie descends from the sky, and a Void Behemoth friend finds him, saying that there is something good waiting for him.

He originally didn't believe it, but if there is a benefit, the Void Beast won't take it himself? What are you waiting for him to do, after all, the Void Behemoth's combat power and wealth are much more than him.

What's the benefit of having it to yourself, thinking about what he's doing? Both sides are just ordinary friends.

Originally, he didn't want to participate, but he couldn't stand that void beast, so he insisted on asking him to join.

There was no way, so he stuffed a million scrolls with a space, and let a legendary-level clone follow the Void Giant Beast to get benefits.

As a result, there are really benefits, and there are many of them.

However, in five years, he has sent him an endless stream of high-quality beliefs, which has directly fattened his waistline.

Good guy, put in a few grasses, you directly gave me a ton of gold bricks, what else is there to say about this meow, you must increase the investment.

So with a wave of his hand, the worthless volume directly sent 30 million yuan, and the transportation consumption emptied most of his family's funds.

Originally, he was still worried that this was a scam, and he felt a little bumpy in his heart, after all, the gods in this powerful world are not easy to deal with, and any one of them can hang him up and smoke him.

As a result, five years later, he not only earned back all his investment, but also made a lot of extra money.

The will of the world in this world simply treats him as his own son.

High-level true spirits kept pouring into his scrolls, and his number of high-quality followers increased, and his income also increased, and his life was better than before.

After taking so many benefits, his heart naturally has some ups and downs.

I took too much, and I felt like I was dreaming, and I always felt unsteady.

In this case, when his subordinates expanded, they were naturally very gentle, and the powerful army outflanked the intelligent creatures who passed through them, captured them one by one, and then brainwashed and educated them to work for him.

Some clever guys, he will also give them official positions.

Of course, he is not a pedantic fool, and under this gentle expansion method, if anyone kills and injures his subordinates, it will naturally take a lot of guys to pay for their lives.

After thinking about it, the Lord of Darkness of the Outer God slapped his throne and said in a loud voice: "After taking so many benefits from others, you have to do something for others."

"Isn't it to crusade against the evil dragon and maintain justice and peace in the world?"

"Those guys who eat white food don't do it, I'm the first to charge ahead, it's just an evil dragon, what's there to be afraid of?"

"There are more than 10 billion followers in my subordinates and this world, and with the help of the blood sacrifice, there are countless transcendents."

"I'm sure I'll be able to hit the dragon hard!"

The outer gods, the Lord of Darkness, are full of confidence.

In the transcendent world, the ability to mobilize is not comparable to that of the ordinary world.

The power of the ordinary world is from the bottom up, the people below praise you, you are the high-level, and the people below don't support you, the high-level is nothing, so you need to divide the profits layer by layer, so as to maintain your rule.

After the distribution of profits at various levels, the mobilization capacity is naturally limited.

And the transcendent world is different, the power is from top to bottom, who dares to be disobedient, the strong slap to death without negotiation, the army's mobilization ability is naturally extremely strong.

With the order of the Outer God Dark Lord, except for a few legions that were still expanding, the other legions of the entire continent were mobilized, and the elite army of more than 100 million quickly gathered towards the seaside.

In addition, more than two billion construction corps, under the leadership of the servants of various places, began to build a vigorous ship-building movement centered on several large rivers running through the mainland.

But three years, with their joint efforts, plus the knowledge brought by the outer god Dark Lord opened up for them.

A large fleet began to sail towards one of the four continents not far from them, which had a dragon.

It's just a bit slow, and it may take four or five years to reach the continent on the other side.

On the Dawn Continent, the white dragon Mills, looking at the information inquired about by his own fish-man scroll, said with a white dragon face:

"Defeat the evil dragon that destroys world peace and justice!"

"What does this have to do with me?"

"I've been running away overseas for more than a hundred years, and I've come to a wild continent without intelligent life, and I've taken kobolds and fishmen to learn the farming methods of Ace, the last dragon of the continent's overlord, to farm."

"Didn't do anything bad?"

"What is that outer god going to crusade me for?"

"I also sent 100 million troops, and I want to play with my life, it's really too much of a bullying."

The angry white dragon Mills smashed the cliff under his feet with a slap, a pair of huge dragon wings opened, and the vast power of the world began to condense outside his body, and a powerful force no weaker than a demigod began to spread.

The glorious deeds that Ace founded on the Primordial Continent blinded the eyes of many powerful beings in the ontological world, and naturally blinded them as the evil dragons.

Good guys, their big dragons have been beaten away by humans.

A newborn little black dragon actually cut down the human race that was about to unify the entire Primordial Continent step by step, and he was shocked step by step.

Subsequently, seeing that the evil dragon clan was so successful, White Dragon Mills did not hesitate to start plagiarizing.

I don't know how to learn to understand and create this thing, but it's just plagiarism, who wouldn't?

Blood sacrifice is a thing, I also have it in my inheritance memory, don't you need panda people to marry inoculated fields? Is it difficult for Lao Tzu to pull down his face and sneak to the initial continent to steal some panda people out? Is Mills, the legendary dragon of the White Dragon, a weak chicken dragon?

Swamp farming, it's not difficult, the fish-man can also do it, but after letting them know a few kinds of edible plants for fish, destroy all plants except these plants, and the fish-man will not be so stupid that he can't recognize a few plants for a year, as long as the whip is happy enough, a month is definitely enough, and the final destruction, the fish-man is the best at it, just have hands.

So he touched Ace to cross the river, and the white dragon Mills. He really developed the continent he occupied, which has 500 million square kilometers.

Now the continent he rules has more than 100 billion panda people, kobolds, goblins, and about 300 billion fish people in the territory in the ocean around the continent, and the strength is unprecedentedly strong.

It's just that the quality of the blood sacrifice energy brought by their blood sacrifice is a bit too low, and the volume of four hundred billion is barely enough to supply his small world to one million square kilometers, and the increase can only allow him to reach the strength of the demigod level.

However, in the past twenty years, with the large-scale release of high-level true spirits outside the Initial Continent by the World Will, the quality of the blood sacrifice energy of his subordinates began to slowly increase, and the number of transcendents also increased rapidly.

His small world of about one million square kilometers, 800,000 square kilometers, has grown in the past 20 years.

Because the days were too moist, and he was able to reach the top of the demigod when he slept, he hadn't wreaked havoc in a long, long time.

Now there is an idea that an outer god dares to fight him, to crusade against him, the evil dragon, and he is really a vegetarian.

White Dragon Mills began to quickly assemble his fish-man genus, ready to give a ruthless blow to the outer gods who came from afar.