Looking at the legendary sage of the cat man who was suppressed on the throne, none of the cat scholars cared about the love of teachers and students.

I'm going to die, what do you care about so much?

You, a legendary sage of the cat people, eat fragrant and drink spicy food, and in the future, eighty percent of you will be able to ascend to the top of the demigods, and even exalt the kingdom of God and ascend to the sky.

And what about us? All of them have to die of old age.

Isn't it a disturbance to ask us barefoot people to worry about you, a local tyrant?

And we've worked hard for the cat-people all these years, where did so many magic battleships come from? Isn't it all made by us step by step?

Relying on those stupid ordinary cats, a million years may not be good.

Now, they just want to live.

It's really humble, very humble!

Why can't you say yes?

The monstrous anger was burning wildly, looking at the group of rebellious cat-man scholars in front of him, the cat-man legendary sage's cat teeth were about to be crushed.

It's not me who is preventing the outbreak of war, why are you beating me?

I didn't stop you!

You want war to ask for it yourself, why did you get it to me?

The Cat People Legendary Sage is about to explode.

More than 1,000 cat scholars remained unmoved.

Of course, they also know that their teachers are very wronged, but can't they help it?

Those centurions are dying of old age, and as soon as they die of old age, the kings of the race will have the absolute power to suppress them all.

In the future, under their persecution, the kings of the race, casually unite with their subordinates and the captains who have common interests with them, and they can be slapped away.

At that time, they united all the commanders, and they were not enough to fight the king of the race and the captains with one hand.

Now only those centurion second-order powerhouses are still there, who can form a mighty second-order transcendent legion, plus a third-order transcendent legion with common interests, the two add up, and this can be the confrontation with the captain and the king of the race.

So that they can ask for war.

And once all the centurions second-order transcendent powerhouses die of old age, the remaining thousand-commander third-order powerhouses are not the opponents of the centurion and the race kings at all.

When the time comes, they will all die of old age.

The interests of both sides are not the same.

For the Captains and Races of legendary power, they have a lifespan of more than a thousand years in the supply of sufficient resources.

War will inevitably break out while they are alive, and at that time, they will be able to heap themselves up to demigods with their vast resources, and thus gain unlimited lives.

I really couldn't do it, so I risked my life to ask the three Majesties for war.

Wait a little longer, it's perfectly fine.

As for the thousand-commanders, hundred-neckers, ten-division commanders, and even soldiers below the commander of 10,000 soldiers, they can only raise their level to the early stage of the third order at most.

The lifespan is not more than seven hundred, and there is no time for the next war to break out.

The war must break out in advance, so that they can use the endless blood sacrifice resources brought by the war to improve their transcendent level and obtain unlimited lifespan.

The contradictions between the two sides are almost irreconcilable.

Now, within fifty years, it is the transcendents below the commander who have an absolute advantage, the third-order transcendent legion, the second-order transcendent legion, all of which are combined to completely overwhelm the power of the alliance between the commander and the king of the race.

With sheer power, he was able to make the kings of the race risk their lives to ask for war.

Fifty years later, the centurions, the members of the second-order legion, all died of old age, and the third-order powerhouses could not be the opponents of the united legends.

When the time comes, the third-order powerhouses will also have to die of old age.

Now, they must use their last chance to find a way to survive.

Otherwise, what awaits them is the eternal abyss of death.

And the captains and the kings of the race will have an eternal bright future, and the demigods and even the throne of gods are not a dream with the supply of unlimited resources.

"Please, Lord Sage, ask Your Majesty for war!"

"If war breaks out, we are all willing to brave the wind and rain and fall down a month before your palace as an apology."

The cat scholar at the front showed his cat teeth and said word by word.

The transcendent true body that is thousands of meters high silently aimed his huge cat's eyes at the legendary sage of the cat man.

The legendary sage of the cat man, who was so angry that his liver hurt, could only nod stiffly in the face of all this and said, "I'll do my best."

Seeing that the Cat Man Legendary Sage agreed.

More than a thousand cat scholars put away their condensed transcendent true bodies, and then sat down on the floor square in front of the palace, indicating that we were waiting here.

And the Catman Legendary Sage hurriedly opened a spatial portal, and didn't dare to hesitate for a second, and ran directly.

If he stays here, he is really afraid of this group of cat scholars who are afraid that he will die of old age, and one of them will accidentally hack him to death.

The sky is big, and the cat's life is the biggest, so he still went to the floating island of millions of square kilometers to hide first.

The powerful floating island of one million square kilometers that Ace had ordered at the beginning had already been created with the joint efforts of more than 400,000 scholars of all races, more than 3 million scholars, and 50 million priests.

Therefore, if there is any place that is safer at this time, it is definitely a million square kilometers of floating islands.

Because there is His Majesty Ace sitting there.

He had just emerged from the Teleporters and walked into the Cathedral of the Sages, which had been built to counsel their legendary Sages.

I saw that there were already legendary saints of all races sitting here.

The Legendary Sage of the Cat People was a little confused, and hurriedly asked a Legendary Sage of the Tiger People clan next to him, "What happened?" Why did they all come here? ”

The legendary sage of the tiger people clan glanced at the embarrassed legendary sage of the cat people, and said helplessly: "Just like you, I escaped from the clan."

"Somehow, those Tiger University scholars all went crazy, put knives around my neck, and forced me to ask for war."

"I can't help it, I don't have anywhere to go, so I have to come here."

"It's not just me, everyone is the same!"

The corners of the Cat Man Legendary Sage's mouth twitched.

Feelings are not so unlucky for me, bad luck is universal.

Those guys are at risk of dying of old age, they are really crazy, and they dare to rebel.

Who gave them courage.

"By the way, don't think about going back to take revenge, the captains of all clans and the kings of the races have been driven out by the guys in the clan."

"They're also in danger of protecting themselves now!"

"Let's think about how to get Your Majesty to agree to war, otherwise our cubs will really scrape us alive and die with us."

The legendary sages of the cat people, the legendary captains of all races, and the kings of the races were all driven out.

A cat-faced face was completely confused.

What's going on? Yesterday was fine, and I had a video chat with you.

Why have they all become lost dogs today? I can't even go home.

Seeing that the kings of the most powerful races in the family and the captains of the ten thousand clans had become lost dogs, the legendary sage of the cat people with lost cat ears casually found a good place to sit down and began to sigh.

Not far away is the palace of the king of races.

Countless captains of various ethnic groups huddled together and tried their best to stuff themselves in.

The more than 3,000 seats in front of them were filled by the kings of the race.

All of them have very unsightly faces, and anyone who is driven out by their own clansmen and forced them to ask His Majesty for war will not look good.

But they don't have a way now, the group of guys below are united, and there are countless third-order transcendent legions, second-order transcendent legions.

And the legendary legions composed of these race kings and captains of all of them were only about three, four, five or six thousand people.

And the legends of different races cannot form an extraordinary legion.

The Legends within a single race are no match for the full versions of the Second Order Extraordinary Legion and the Third Order Extraordinary Legion.

If you can't kill the other party, you can only be kicked out.

The most important thing is that in their clan, except for them, the captains and the king of the race, are not in a hurry.

All the others are in a hurry to breathe fire, hoping that war will break out today, and tomorrow they will go to the battlefield and cut people!

In the face of old age and death, no intelligent life can be indifferent after seeing hope.

They can't stand it alone.

On the high platform at the forefront, the Elven Legend Sage Delia.

Tia Michael, the Elven King.

Legendary kobold Jeff Clark.

Kobold legendary Sage Ronnie Stam.

Alex Ferrari, the King of Mankind.

Westlands Legend Sage Simone Wildi.

King of the Dwarves, Musa Karim.

Legendary ogre Babukar.

Legendary troll Herman Pulai.

A large number of veteran race kings are arguing.

Their heads are now very large, and all their younger brothers have rebelled.

The little brothers who are dying of old age don't care about this and that at all, and must let them, the kings of the race, ask for the outbreak of war.

Otherwise, get me out of the clan.

Is it true that the blood they donate every year is in vain?

If you become the king of the race, you have to do the things of the king of the race.

Now they are bothered about this matter, and they have been arguing for a long time and have not solved it.

It's not just them who are arguing, but the kings of the races around them are also in a mess.

As for the 300,000 captains of various tribes on the periphery, there are guys fighting for a while.

Tia Michael and the legendary Sage Delia looked at the chaos in front of them with a little embarrassment.

The two of them didn't have so many problems, they just came to watch the fun.

Most of them have a lifespan of more than five hundred years, and if they use magic to recuperate, it will be easy to live for a thousand years.

The problems that the races have are completely absent from their elves.

Now their only headache is that there are too many elf cubs, there is not enough milk to drink, and next year's milk powder will have to be purchased on a large scale, which will cost a lot of resources.

As for the other headaches, not at all.

Like those female elves who scolded their mothers for giving birth to triplets, quadruplets and quintuplets, how hard they scolded before.

Now that they are truly enjoying the energy treatment of the centurion's blood sacrifice, it is more than a laugh.

They said that there is blood sacrifice energy, which can improve their transcendent level, and it is very easy to say that they have children.

The quintuplets can endure it, and the sextuplets can endure it if they give blood sacrifice energy.

As for the septuplets, they really can't stand it.

Sure enough, I didn't see the benefits before, so I twittered and resisted, and after seeing the benefits, one was more positive than the other.

Now the situation of their elven race is very good, and the number of triplets, quadruplets, quintaplets, and sextuplets has increased their number to more than 40 billion.

Among them, there are about 30 billion elf cubs and about 10 billion adult elves.

And the total number of people who can go to the battlefield to draw bows and shoot arrows has exceeded 25 billion.

The strength can be called earth-shattering.

Elven Legendary Sage Delia and Tia Michael, plus the rest of the Legendary Sage of the Elf clan, quietly ate melons.

And the other races except the elves have already quarreled all over the world.

Now it's a matter of sending someone to death.

The last time they went to ask Her Majesty Queen Elena, they were killed by the kings of several races.

If they go again this time, they will definitely anger His Majesty the Emperor, and if they don't die, one or two hundred will not be over at all.

And who died? This is negotiable.

Obviously, none of the more than 3,000 race kings of all races wanted to die.

But he had to face this terrible situation in his own people.

So I could only quarrel and fool a few guys to send them to death.

It's just that there are seven or eight dozen or so flickering, and in the case of connecting hands, they can use flickering, mental attacks, hinting spells, and so on.

But if you want to fool one or two hundred, it's impossible.

The scene was chaotic.

More than 3,000 gods in the heavens also quarreled with the heavens.

In their words, why should I send the kings of my family's races to their deaths? Aren't you going?

That's not going to do anything.

The king of every race is cut from the battlefield with a sword and a sword, and while the talent is undoubted, he is still an absolute powerhouse who can control the third-order transcendent legion.

It's the demigod seed in their hands.

sacrificed for no reason, and they all had to die of distress.

After all, the demigods of the previous era, there will always be one or two every few hundred years, and they have had it for millions of years, and if they die, they will die.

But the demigods of this era, that is, the living space harvester.

Entering the battlefield, he can unite hundreds of third-order transcendent legions to form a god-level transcendent true body comparable to the transcendent true body of the fourth-order transcendent legion.

With one slash, a continent can't hold up a few slashes.

When they go to the battlefield, the military exploits are not coming, and the living space of their own race is not like a fountain rising, and they can't say anything.

How can you die for no reason?

Especially when I have sacrifices and you don't, don't even think about this.

In the end, after three months of noisy fighting, more than 300 ethnic groups, under the game of all parties, elected more than 300 representatives.

One race, no one can lack one.

Then they hit the road.

It is a palace complex with a height of 100,000 square kilometers.

Ace, who has grown to 100 meters with the help of the origin of the world, sits on his tall throne and looks at the group of cute things below.

How many question marks have appeared on the big head?

What are these things?

Why does it look wrong?

Those dark races that look crooked melons and cracked dates, where did this group of cute guys come from.

In fact, Ace's aesthetics have basically been picked up by many gods.

Therefore, in order to prevent their own race from suffering heavy losses, the kings of the races of various races specially selected some people who were more beautiful and cute to come over as messengers.

As for these cute clansmen, where did they find them?

The kings of the races said that my family has billions of people who are tens of billions of people, and among so many people, there are beautiful females who can have any aesthetics if they want it.

If you really don't have it, the magic transformation technology is not too advanced, can't I just transform one?

There are always more solutions than difficulties.

Not to mention that they still have the support of the gods, you can do whatever you want.

In the face of a group of cute creatures, Ace's patience was extraordinarily sufficient, and he calmly asked the beautiful elf at the front, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

"What is needed when you make me feel very good? I'll satisfy you. ”

The huge dragon head, the spikes and corners that are not pitch black, the scarlet eyes, reflecting the blood color, the pitch black is like the scales of the deepest darkness, and it sets off Ace with incomparable evil.

As a handsome guy of the dragon clan.

Ace's image has always grown towards cruelty, horror, and blood.

Among the dragons, it is quite popular.

As for the races other than the evil dragons, they can only tremble with frightened legs.

The cute elf cub, trying to suppress the legs that wanted to tremble, looked at Ace with sky blue eyes, and said in a cute voice: "Your Majesty the Emperor, I am here to ask you for war."

"In another fifty years, you will lose the second-order transcendent legions who fought for you."

"For the sake of the continued strength of the Dragon Alliance, we ask you for war."

After saying that, the elf cub trembled and knelt down, lying on the ground and not daring to move, to meet the fate of his death.

The cute creatures of all races behind her also fell down in an instant, and they were trembling with fright.

Looking at the cute creatures of all races who were paralyzed by fright, Ace looked at them with some confusion.

Don't you just ask for war? There's nothing to be afraid of.

Why did they all kneel, and they were trembling with fright.

Ace looked at his sister, Elena, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know what's going on?"

"Why are they so afraid of me?"

"Am I horrible?"

Facing Ace's question, Elena, who was sitting on the throne, looked at the extremely ferocious Ace, and subconsciously shook her head: "You look so mighty, you are a handsome guy of our evil dragon clan, how can you be terrible?"

"That's because they have a problem with their vision!"

Elena assured her that she was telling the truth, and that among the dragons, Ace was indeed a handsome guy.

The kind that can scare people to death.

After receiving praise from his sister, Ace's confidence instantly returned.

Then move on to what's ahead!

Ask for war, that's easy to say.

It just happened that in the past two hundred years, because the military merit winners of all ethnic groups have carried knives to supervise their cubs to study.

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