Time flies, and one hundred and fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

I saw that in the Dragon Alliance, on the originally empty land, giant docks in the shape of giants stood on it one after another.

As far as the eye can see, every medium-sized castle is surrounded by a huge shipyard.

And in the giant dock, one after another giant floating magic warships that are thousands of meters long, 100 meters high, and 100 meters wide are slowly being built in the busyness of countless sacrifices, scholars, and scholars.

The medium-sized castle on the opposite side is not idle, densely packed with all kinds of metals that have been refined, and are being transported here by the tunnel canal in a steady stream to make giant floating magic warships.

Ace still underestimated the various races with the constant hanging of the gods.

Under the influence of the various relics that the various races have picked up from time to time that have fallen from the gods, their magic industry has proceeded rapidly.

In one hundred and fifty years, although there is still no warship that can travel thousands of miles a day, the technology of building a warship that can travel 3,000 miles a day has matured.

And after almost two hundred years of waiting, all the vested interests in the whole world have reached the extreme desire for war.

Two hundred years ago, under the leadership of Ace, almost every few decades, the income of various interest classes was able to increase tenfold and hundredfold.

The vested interests who enjoyed the constant doubling suddenly found that their income had not doubled, and they had stopped meowing for two hundred years, and their income had not risen at all.

Look at the good old days, and then look at the present days.

It's hard not to be impatient.

As a result, even if the warships that travel thousands of miles a day are still not manufactured, under the impetus of all vested interests in the whole world, a large-scale war is entering the preliminary preparations.

In the giant dock, Garnier stood in the dock, looking at the cat-man battleship in front of him that was making final preparations.

A cat face that still looks beautiful is full of vicissitudes, and he said sadly in an extremely hoarse voice: "Two hundred years, how long!"

"My wife, my son, my grandson, and my brothers, my soldiers!"

"One after another, just yesterday, the last soldier under my command who worked desperately to raise himself to the peak of the first order and wanted to survive through the war has also died in his manor."

"And eight of my ten captains have died, and only the last two ten captains who have become heroes like me are still standing behind me."

"How cruel the time is, I'm already two hundred and twenty-five years old, the second-order hero transcendent of our cat-man clan can only live for three hundred years in the early stage, four hundred years in the middle stage, and five hundred years at the peak."

"And without the huge resources brought by the war, even if it has been two hundred years, I am still just the beginning."

"I've come to the twilight of my life!"

Garnier gritted his cat teeth!

He can't die, or his whole family will be doomed.

He has seen too much, because after a military merit winner like him died and the fief was confiscated, the cat man and the cat man who were miserable and driven out of the territory of countless military merit winners.

As soon as he dies, his entire family will fall into a bottomless abyss.

The fief will be taken back, and the wife and children will be evicted.

At the end of the day, there was nothing left.

The blood sacrifice resources he can obtain every year can basically only maintain the transcendent level of a second-order hero.

Originally, the centurion's blood sacrifice energy could only allow the first-order transcendent powerhouse to barely break through to the second-order, and the latter could only be maintained.

Only the commander of the thousand can raise his strength to the third order just by relying on the annual blood sacrifice energy.

And if you want to achieve a legend, you don't have to think about it without the blood sacrifice resources of the captain.

Layer after layer, the military merit level is actually the shackles of the transcendent rank.

The centurion is a second-order powerhouse, a thousand-commander third-order powerhouse, and a million-captain legendary powerhouse.

Limited transcendent resources lock the class to death.

In the army, the strong are respected.

This design allows each officer to single-handedly subdue the people under him by his own strength, so that the people below cannot resist and can only obey his orders.

Create an absolutely solid class pyramid.

At this time, a little female cat who had engraved runes for the floating magic battleship and was busy came to Garnier in front of her, hugged his shoulders, kept shaking, and said with a grin: "Father, I'm done."

"Let's hurry home, today I'm going to eat big grilled fish, the kind sprinkled with peppers."

The little cat drooled, and her eyes kept shining.

She was Garnier's daughter, after his father, Garnier, sent him to the academy and supervised her with a knife to make her a talent.

Her development was out of control, but in just eighty years, she had become a second-order scholar, and now she was on her way to becoming a university scholar, and she believed that as long as there were sufficient extraordinary resources, a university was not her end.

The future is bright.

It's just that I was hungry every day when I was a child, and I was more greedy.

I especially love grilled fish.

Garnier smiled and took her daughter's hand and led her back to her residence in a medium-sized castle, a small villa.

With bursts of the smell of grilled fish, transmitted from the windows on the street, countless old cats, young cats and kittens who were studying hard at home couldn't help but drool.

On the stone table, the female little flower cat was in a big way, holding a giant grilled fish bigger than her whole cat, and her mouth kept making dangerous whining noises, while desperately eating.

But in just twenty minutes, a huge grilled fish was wiped out by her.

Around, a circle of big cats and kittens all looked at the female cats who could eat and drink with envy, and their saliva was not stopping.

And their food is only a small nut rice ball, which is only about two taels when cooked, and they can't eat enough at all.

After eating, Garnier sent away a large number of wives, sons, and daughters.

With the little flower cat to the study, he sat on his sofa and faced his daughter, who was already sitting on the chaise longue.

With a hint of hope in his tone, he said, "Xiaohua, what does it say?"

"I see that the floating magic battleship of Master Wanfu is almost finished, is the war about to start?"

Garnier's eyes were full of expectation.

He didn't have long to live, and war was the only way that would allow him to raise his rank, so that he could get more blood sacrifice energy, increase his life level, and thus gain more lifespan.

At the age of 225, he will live for 75 years at most, even if war breaks out now.

The preparation work needs to be prepared for four or five years, and it will take four, five, seven or eight years to cross countless thousands of miles to enter the battlefield, plus he still needs to enter the battlefield to obtain military merits, which will take a lot of time.

And it will take a lot of time to turn the blood sacrifice energy into his own strength.

And it is very likely that he will not live to the limit of three hundred years old, and most of the second-order hero cat people are actually dead when they are two hundred and seventy or eighty years old.

There are only a handful of people who can live to be more than 290 years old, and he doesn't have that hope at all.

If war does not break out within fifty years, even if war breaks out, he will have to die of old age.

With his life at stake, his thirst for war has now risen to the extreme.

Life and death are the things that life desires and fears the most, and he will never allow himself to die in this glorious era.

He also wants to become the commander of a thousand, the commander of all men, the king of the race, the demigod, and even exalt the kingdom of God, ascend to heaven, and become that great being.

How can you just die?

Looking at the father who was a little crazy in the cat's eyes, Xiaohua Cat subconsciously shrunk her neck.

He lowered his head and said, "I asked the University Scholar, and he said that the kings of the race are already preparing."

"As long as His Majesty the Emperor relents, in less than ten years, war will definitely break out."

"Just!"

"Hey......!"

The little flower cat didn't say anything, and Garnier also understood why the other party was ......!

How difficult it is to make His Majesty the Emperor relent.

At the beginning, all the interest classes, gods, saints, world wills, and their powerful subordinates in the whole world all took action.

As a result, there is still no result.

The war has not yet broken out, and the world is at peace.

After waiting for another hundred and seventy years, almost all the soldiers and ten commanders under his command were almost dead, and only two lone seedlings were left, and like him, they would have to turn into a cup of loess in a few years.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't pay attention to such a huge pressure at the beginning.

Not to mention now.

The kings of the race work hard, and they really can work hard.

Eighty percent of them mentioned one or two mouthfuls when the three Majesties received the blood sacrifice, and as for the aftermath, they didn't dare to do it.

The corpses of the kings of the races that were requested at the beginning have not been taken down yet, and the kings of the races who are afraid of death are now very attentive.

"So what should I do?"

"I only have less than fifty years left to live, and if it drags on, your father and I will die."

Garnier looked at his daughter with mournful eyes.

It's been more than a hundred years, so long, so many cubs, and this daughter has become a scholar.

As for the other cubs, although one or two of them became sacrifices, they were only first-order, and their lifespan was only about a hundred years, and they died of old age a few decades earlier.

Now he only has this excellent cat daughter left.

The little flower cat looked at her father with sadness in her anxious eyes, and instantly made up her mind in her heart.

Her father starved her as a child, but it was a last resort, at least at that time, she was not starved to death.

After that, she entered the medium-sized castle of the captain to study, and the other party also used a knife to force her to study hard, so that she grew to the extent she is now.

Now that her father is dying of old age, she can't ignore anything.

"Please rest assured, father, when the runes are engraved tomorrow, I will go and ask the university scholars."

"The University Scholar is a student of the Legendary Sage of our Cat Man Clan, and he will definitely be able to propose it to the Legendary Sage."

"The Legendary Sage must be much more useful than those race kings to help mention it."

looked determined to help his daughter even if he sacrificed part of his future.

Garnier couldn't help but shed cat tears.

The big cat and the kitten hugged each other, and Garnier cried like a child, crying in the arms of the little flower cat.

The next afternoon.

The Cat University scholar, who presided over the construction of this battleship, looked at the student in front of him who asked him for war.

The cat's head is a lot bigger.

With helplessness in his tone, he said: "His Majesty the Emperor said that within a thousand years, he will not break out into war."

"It's only been about 200 years now, and not even a fifth of the time has passed."

"His Majesty the Emperor can't agree to it!"

"Even if my teacher, the Cat Man Legendary Sage, proposes it, it will still be the same result."

"You'd better go back!"

He also wants to start a war, and with the number of transcendents in knowledge enough, the resources of the entire Dragon Alliance are no longer inclined to them.

And without the support of the entire Dragon Alliance, regardless of whether they are scholars, scholars, or legendary saints, the amount of resources can basically maintain their transcendent level unchanged.

When you want to go up, it's impossible.

The blood sacrifice energy has long been divided, and every part of the blood sacrifice energy belongs to the owner, and they who have no military merits can only barely survive by relying on the blood sacrifice wages brought by the construction of warships.

These people with extraordinary knowledge are now very, very in need of the extraordinary resources brought by military exploits.

But now, reason told them that it was impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to agree to the outbreak of war.

After all, most of the blood sacrifice energy that His Majesty the Emperor harvests every year cannot be digested, so it can only be stored.

Consumption and harvest are not proportional at all, and if there are too many extraordinary resources, you are slowly turning yourself into a gift package of extraordinary resources.

Isn't this a disaster for yourself?

Therefore, it is almost impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to break out into war before his consumption is proportional to his income.

The little flower cat looked at the university scholars who were unwilling to speak to their teachers, gritted their cat teeth and said leisurely: "University scholars, you have lived for more than two hundred years, and the early stage of our cat people can only live for seven hundred years at most."

"You only have five hundred years left, and it will take about eight hundred years for Your Majesty to start a war."

"If it is true to what you say, then we will all have to die of old age and leave this glorious world."

"Now that we, the second-order powerhouses, are still alive, we are still able to form countless second-order transcendent legions."

"And when my father and I die, how many of the three transcendent ones will be left? Twenty million or thirty million. ”

"In the end, without the help of my father's group of elite second-order warriors who came out of the mountain of corpses and blood."

"In the future, if you want to start a war in advance, it will be impossible at all."

"Now while my father is not dead, they are still able to form a second-order transcendent legion, with demigod-level combat power."

"With his strength, he can influence the captains and even the lords of the race, so that there is a certain chance that the war will break out."

"And after my father died, and the war broke out in advance, would those captains and kings of the race who almost possessed infinite and extraordinary resources and were able to extend their lifespan to more than a thousand years still risk their lives to beg Your Majesty?"

"What should you third-order powerhouses do?"

This time, she was for her father, and for herself.

If the war didn't break out, whether it was her father or her, or the university scholar in front of her, as well as the thousands of first-order, second-order, and third-order powerhouses of the Dragon Alliance, all of them would have to die of old age.

It's a battle for life!

The Cat University scholar was silent.

He thought about it for a while, and realized that what he, the student, was talking about.

There are only 300 million military merit winners left in the Dragon Alliance now, and as for the other 2.7 billion transcendents with military merit, because they are only first-order, they have long since died of old age.

If the second-order powerhouses who occupy the remaining ninety percent of the number die of old age, the remaining third-order powerhouses will not have the ability to influence the kings of the race.

In the end, they all have to die of old age.

Looking at such a dark future.

The cat scholar took a deep look at the little flower cat, and said heavily: "You won, you persuaded me, I think about the future too well."

"Please rest assured, this time, I will do everything I can to make the legendary sage of our cat people ask for war."

Looking at the cat scholar who had made up his mind, the little flower cat lowered his flower cat head deeply.

A few months later.

The Cat Scholars, who had contacted more than a thousand scholars of the entire Cat Clan, silently came to the palace of the only legendary Sage of their Cat Clan.

They were lined up in a sad way.

This time it's not for anything else, just to survive.

The metal gate, carved with countless epic heroes from the history of the cat people, slowly opened, and the legendary sage of the cat people sat on a high throne.

Looking at the more than 1,000 scholars in his own clan below, after taking a deep look at them, he shouted in a rather unkind tone, "What do you want?"

"Banded together to persecute your teachers!"

"Did you eat panda gall bladder?"

The vast extraordinary coercion, accompanied by the roar of the legendary sage of the cat people, fiercely pressed the hearts of every cat scholar at the scene.

But they all persevered, and did not hesitate to look at the legendary sage of the cat people.

They're just trying to survive, what's wrong?

A cat scholar at the front said loudly: "We are not for anything else, just to survive!"

"We've done so much for the Cat People, and those centurions and millurions have done so much for the Cat People."

"The cat-people owe us, we just want to live."

"What's wrong?"

The righteous roar was transmitted to the ears of every cat man university scholar.

Anger rose in their eyes.

The will to unite began to condense, and slowly, the transcendent true body of a huge thousand-meter cat man wearing a scholar's costume slowly condensed.

The power gathered by more than a thousand cat scholars is comparable to the peak of demigods at this moment.

The Legendary Sage's coercion was swept away in an instant, and then he was fiercely pressed against the throne.

The face of the legendary sage of the cat people was flushed with anger.

I'm your teacher.