The only thing that gives them a sense of urgency is their longevity.

However, with the extreme abundance of resources, they can use a lot of some unthinkable methods of life extension before.

Life expectancy is not much lacking for them.

On top of that, most of the demigod paths have been figured out.

Consciousness and belief rub together, igniting one's own soul, thus shaping the divine fire.

In the past, every time they broke through, their vitality would be greatly damaged, and their resources would be depleted.

And now, the blood sacrifice energy of the same race, which is most suitable for the most perfect absorption of their body and soul, can perfectly supplement the consumption generated after each breakthrough.

As the liquid in the body responsible for transporting nutrients to all beings in the body, blood contains not only material energy, but also soul energy.

It can be restored**, and it can also restore the soul.

With enough resources, originally before Ace appeared, they worked desperately for a hundred years to be able to gather resources to break through once, and the opportunity for trial and error was really limited, and if they didn't pay attention to it, their souls were damaged, and the demigods didn't have to think about it.

Naturally, there are many difficulties.

After all, with a lack of resources, their lifespan is only about a thousand years, and even if they become demigods as babies, there are only ten opportunities for trial and error.

Under the limits of the will of the world, if you want to reach the top of the demigods, a hundred times and a thousand times are not enough, let alone ten times.

And now, a year's income can make them try and make mistakes a hundred times, and by the way, they will give themselves a hard time for two or three years.

And for all this, the will of the world, which was originally eyeing and not allowing it at all, also began to turn a blind eye.

Say, as long as you can help me double my income and make me blind.

It's just a lifespan, and it's not a big deal.

There is no pressure, the demigods are in sight.

The reason why they haven't broken through the demigods now is because the Majesties of the Big Three haven't broken through yet.

Your Majesty has not broken through, you have broken through the demigods, what do you want to do? Want to rebel?

They know how to protect themselves wisely, and one by one is more attentive than the other.

Anyway, today's Dragon Alliance, in addition to the huge power brought by His Majesty's small world, is the world of those extraordinary legions.

The second-order transcendent legion will be able to fight the demigods.

The third-order transcendent legion can fight with the demigod peak inextricably, and if you are lucky, you may be able to win the battle, as for the demigods below the demigod peak, of course, they can hang and beat as much as they want.

And the fourth-order transcendent legion that has appeared now already has god-level power.

In the early stage of the demigods after the breakthrough, people can send two or three second-order transcendent legions over at will, and they will be able to hang you up and draw you.

Breaking through the demigods will not bring much change to their current status, on the contrary, it will become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of the three Majesties.

Ace probably doesn't care much.

But Elena and Eliza, who are very jealous, are orthodox dragons.

Irascib, cruel, bloodthirsty, cunning, and jealous, these are the most conspicuous labels of the Orthodox Dragon.

He was stared at by two whens with god-level power, still with murderous intent.

What can the Ten Legendary Sages do?

Only after work, salted fish salted fish.

It's good to enjoy life, as long as you wait for Your Majesty to break through the demigods, they will naturally be able to break through.

It's just a few of them, and compared to the Dragon Alliance, which is now busy, it is a little conspicuous.

Ace jumped out of the golden mountains and silver seas, and when he scanned his territory, he stared at these salted fish at a glance.

Thus, the suggestion that it was very friendly to all the interest classes of the whole world was proposed.

And Ace has just harvested a gorgeous floating island of one million square kilometers, and the benefits are not much at all.

After the number of legendary sages, scholars, scholars, and priests skyrockets by an unknown number of times, it will not be many years before the magnificent war can be started.

At that time, a screening of 1 in 10,000 can become a screening of 1 in 100,000.

It is equivalent to that after the war, the clansmen of each race are selected from the 100,000 clansmen before he appeared, a dark race with the best genetic level.

The genetic level has skyrocketed once again.

And after the genetic level skyrockets, the income of the entire ontological world must not increase tenfold or dozens of times.

After all, at that time, the high-quality races on the initial continent would expand to the open sea during the war.

At the same time that the genetic level skyrockets, the number will also explode.

The quality and quantity skyrocketed at the same time, and all the vested interests in the entire ontological world could not be earned.

Ace yawned a lot and said leisurely: "There are too many transcendents in the warrior side, all of them are muscular men, very spicy-eyed!"

"The original cute cat people, panda people, have changed."

"The muscle mass is bigger than the other, so the guy who grows more fat can still be seen as a fat cat and a fat panda."

"The rest, it's really hard for Ben Long to say!"

"And those originally beautiful elves have also had a tendency to develop muscles over the years."

"If this continues, the kingdom of my dragon alliance will become a kingdom of muscles."

He shuddered.

When I thought that the dependents I would rule in the future were all muscular men, even the elves were muscular elves.

He felt very spicy in his eyes.

His aesthetic is normal, but he must not be bent by them.

So the transcendent in knowledge fell into his eyes.

Transcendents in knowledge, although there are some knowledge nerds, desperate research, not very hygienic, and not very good-looking, but most of the guys are very beautiful.

Especially elves, humans, and priests, scholars, scholars, and legendary saints in those cute races, none of them have a bad appearance.

The energy in an organism is limited.

Focusing on the physical body, most of the absorbed energy will naturally go to the physical body, and the physical body will naturally become stronger and stronger, and there will not be much energy in the head, so it will naturally be more simple.

Focusing on wisdom, the absorbed energy will naturally go to the brain and soul, and the body will be slimmer, and the energy will be absorbed by the brain and soul, and the body will not absorb much energy, and there will be no too conspicuous muscles.

Also, make no mistake about it, being slim is not thin, let alone slimming the waist.

Whether it's making the body strong or making the brain smarter, it takes a lot of energy.

The source of bioenergy is that after eating food into the stomach, the food is digested and absorbed by the organs, and after digestion and absorption, it is sent to the body for cells to absorb.

The digestive and absorption organs are poor, and neither the physical nor the cerebral aspects can be developed.

After all, I haven't heard that the phone is out of battery, and it can still be turned on to play games.

The brain is the same as the body, and it needs a lot of energy to function and improve.

Humans, elves, dwarves, and dark races have digestive and absorption organs in the abdominal cavity.

A slim waist squeezes the intestines and stomach inside.

Suppose two people have the same talent!

A choice is to let the intestines and stomach grow freely, not to slim the waist, so that the body can get enough energy, so that their talents can be fully developed, and the chance of success is greatly improved.

And the other for the beauty of other people's mouths, try all kinds of ways to slim down their waist (a four paper waist or something), after the digestion and absorption organs are squeezed, the digestion and absorption capacity will explode, and the body will naturally not absorb enough energy, and it is difficult for the talent to be fully developed.

In the case of the same talent, whoever has a larger digestion and absorption organ (either deformed, or not fat or thin, and slightly fat if you look at it with modern eyes), the better the digestion and absorption ability, and the higher the development of talent.

Ace slept leisurely, and continued to experience in countless small points of faith, honing his soul.

And the outside world, three days have passed.

Among the domains of the cat-man aristocrat Garnier.

Garnier looked at the order from his commander, asking him to take the ten cubs with the most powerful soul energy in his family to the place where the captain was.

And let him send it down, and let his ten captains choose a cub with the strongest soul power of their own soul, and send it to the place where the captain is.

As for the cubs born to those ordinary soldiers, whatever you want.

It's okay for them to use their extraordinary strength to check it themselves, and they can also bring one over, but the quality can't be too bad.

As for those who did not have extraordinary strength, they died of old age more than ten years earlier, and their fiefs were all confiscated to the clan.

There is no way, before the dark races have broken through to the first order transcendence, their lifespan is only about thirty years old.

After breaking through to the first order of transcendence, the lifespan can exceed 100 years.

And now that forty years have passed, those who have not reached the top of the first-order warriors will not have enough lifespan to live until now.

The world is so cruel, because they didn't cut down too many enemies at the beginning, the resources brought by the fiefdom, and the blood sacrifice energy brought by military exploits were not enough for them to break through to the first order of warriors, so they could only die of old age.

In fact, fighting to the death, in exchange for being able to live a life of wives and concubines for twenty years, is not a loss.

It's just that compared to those who have reached the top, they are dead.

And the cubs they gave birth to were either driven to the open sea in the process, or wandered as slaves on the Primordial Continent after the fiefdom was recovered.

Although the bloodline is not endless, it is difficult to rise.

"Cubs with strong soul power, I have a lot of them."

"It's just that their talents seem to be on the **, and the soul is attached to the ** strong, and the soul is stronger than **."

"One is more silly than the other!"

Garnier had a headache.

With the help of magic, the orders issued by His Majesty the Emperor have long been spread.

Some guys who are smart and crazy about war can see at a glance where His Majesty's deep meaning is.

And he's a cat who is smart and crazy about war.

This time, the selection was obviously to allow them to have enough sacrifices, scholars, scholars, and legendary saints in the Dragon Alliance, so as to speed up the development and construction of magic warships that travel thousands of miles a day.

Dramatically shorten the date of the outbreak of war!

This kind of thing, of course, is to raise your hands and feet and add a cat's head to support.

But their own cats know their own affairs.

What kind of cub is he? Could he not know?

Tell them to cut people and use knives, they are definitely tigers and tigers, one fights ten, the combat effectiveness is off the charts, and they are good fighting cats.

But let them learn, they are stupider than the other.

The energy is all in the muscles, and the brain hasn't evolved much, can it not be stupid?

The most important thing is that over the years, for the sake of combat effectiveness, he has driven all those guys who have smarter brains but are not good at combat effectiveness to the three thousand continents in the open sea.

There are only a few cubs left in the house who are explosive in combat.

And every year there is a competition, the winner stays in the fiefdom, and the loser gets on the boat to the open sea, after four or five years of nine deaths on the boat, this can bully those natives and live a good life.

In this case, this candidate is really not easy to jump.

But you can't help but pick it.

So, a week later.

Garnier took ten of his muscles, his face full of fierceness, and a scarred cub who was born to cut people, to the captain's medium-sized castle.

In the tall medium-sized castle, the cat-man captain, looking at the group of muscular people brought by his extraordinary vote, with a look on his face, I am the cubs who like to cut people.

slapped himself on the face, and said speechlessly: "I knew it would be like this!"

"These guys under my command, I let them cut people, one is easier than the other."

"Even if the enemy in front of you is a behemoth that is thousands of meters high, they dare to kill madly forward one by one."

"But let them study, be scholars, be university scholars, isn't this for muscular men to carve?"

"When the time comes, they may be able to help in the process of building a million-square-kilometer giant floating island, and they can also off their teachers by the way."

The cat-man captain was very worried.

He wasn't worried about these cubs, but he was worried that those sacrificial scholars, scholars, and even legendary sages would be mad at this group of guys who could only cut people.

When the time comes, the cat gods will start a fire, and he and his group of guys will count one as one, and none of them will want to run.

If you don't hang it up and smoke it for hundreds of times, it's not over.

The cat man priest listened to the worried words of the cat man in his ear, and glanced at the muscular big cat below.

The cat's eyes twitched involuntarily several times.

A little stiffly said, "This group of guys is my future students."

"By the way, how many students am I going to teach?"

"Is it a thousand or five thousand?"

The cat-man priest was a little confused and a little timid.

Teach this group of guys, the other party has risen, and they won't rush up and hack him to death.

Looking at the fierce appearance of the other party, it is very, very likely.

At this time, the captain replied to the question of the cat man sacrifice: "Five thousand is the minimum standard, according to the order handed down from above, you should educate fifteen thousand students."

"My medium-sized castle is your church!"

"And my transcendents will also listen to your teachings together, and strive to become priests and scholars."

"In total, it's only fifty or sixty thousand cats!"

Captain Catman, a little embarrassed.

It is indeed a bit heavy to let one cat teach fifty or sixty thousand cats.

But this is all for the growth of the cat people, and he believes that the other party will be able to hold on.

At this time, the cat man sacrificed, and his heart was completely broken!

Let him teach a group of muscular cats who are extremely fierce and fierce to read and study, or fifty or sixty thousand.

Isn't this the life of his cat?

How could he have such a great ability to teach this group of geniuses.

Isn't this all a miracle that should only be done by those legendary saints?

The pressure that only a legendary sage can bear is too outrageous to weigh on his little cat-man priest.

However, even he was reluctant.

In the face of the legendary Captain of the Cat Man, as well as a large number of third-order powerhouses and second-order powerhouses, what can he do?

Grab your wand and kill it?

He was sure that before he could get a meter out of the road, he would be hammered to his knees by the soldiers at the door.

The cat-man priest gritted his teeth and began to use the methods and knowledge taught by his teacher in the medium-sized castle, teaching this group of iron hanhans with difficulty.

And this medium-sized castle has slowly turned into a large college.

It's just that there are a lot of people in this college who encourage students to study.

The winners of military merit all said that we are all material for cutting people, and we can't learn those things.

In order not to waste teaching resources.

Let the innocent children learn.

Those of us are responsible for the most difficult oversight tasks.

So, at a glance.

The countless cats and cubs who were fierce and vicious were glared at fiercely with knives by military merit winners who exuded an even more ferocious aura.

I'm looking at you, and I'm looking at you.

You give me a good study.

Otherwise, watch out for my knife, I recognize you as my cub, it doesn't.

In the encouraging eyes of the fathers, the countless cats and cubs who were fierce and vicious burst into tears, working hard to study, and did not dare to steal at all.

Even when I go to bed at night, I have to spare a third of my time to study hard.

They worked so hard that it had absolutely nothing to do with their father standing next to them with a knife.

It's all because they love to learn, and they do it sincerely.

Don't you see them all in tears? It's really sincere.

Half a month later!

Captain of the cat people, looking at the 40,000 outstanding cubs who worked hard and studied hard under the supervision of the military exploits of more than 10,000 cat people under his command.

A satisfied smile appeared on the cat's face.

"Sure enough, there's no knife to use anything!"

"There is a knife, and reluctance has to become willing, and unwillingness has to become willing."

"It's also much more efficient than teaching slowly!"

"Looking at their diligent appearance, in ten years, with the supply of sufficient resources, these fifty or sixty thousand cubs, there must be many cubs who can achieve sacrifice."

"When there are more priests, there are more scholars, and when there are more scholars, there are more scholars."

"There are a lot of scholars, will there be fewer legendary saints?"

"War is on the horizon!"

The cat man Wanfu looks like a pair of cat eyes are shining.

It seems that he has found a shortcut that will allow him to step onto the battlefield faster and slash people to become the king of the cat-man race.