Ace, on the other hand, stared at the dragon's eyes that he didn't know how many hundred miles away, and looked viciously at the gate of the world in front of him that belonged to the Big Mouth Clan.

He had already figured out that those legends on the three thousand continents did not have the courage to slander him at all.

The reason why it has become this scene today is because of those frog-like big-mouthed people.

Their mouths are very big, and they are used to making things out of nothing, indiscriminate propaganda, coupled with their super braggart ability.

Stunned, he fooled the stupid Ten Thousand Realms Alliance Army and the ordinary people sent over from the three thousand continents, and began a crazy journey to death.

In the face of this group of masterminds, of course, he will not let go.

Ace stretched out his pair of giant dragon claws that stretched for thousands of miles, and viciously grabbed both sides of the World Gate.

Then pull it to both sides with all his might.

With the sound of space shattering, the door of the world was directly opened for thousands of miles.

Ace's angry dragon's mouth slowly opened, and endless acid breath was spat out by him, straight into the door of this world.

Across the World Gate.

In the middle of a vast swamp.

The dense crowd of big-mouthed people was huddled together, and they were running away as fast as they could.

The guy inside has news that a terrifying dragon bigger than their entire continent is going to slaughter them all because of their big mouth.

As a member of the Big Mouth Clan, no one knows better than them how much damage their clansmen's mouths are and how much trouble they can cause.

Facing the mad revenge of a dragon larger than their entire continent.

I really wish I had eight legs left, and I ran as fast as I could.

However, they received the message too late.

By that time, Ace was almost at the gate of their world.

With the escape speed of their ordinary people, Ace can cross an astonishing gap on a continent in two or three steps, and running is the same as not running.

An endless torrent of acid, spewing out from the gates of the world.

Rumbling towards the interior of the swamp.

In just a few minutes, the entire swamp where the Dazui tribe lived had completely turned into a raging sea of acid.

And the big-mouthed people living in it, not even a single bone is left that has been corroded by acid.

An entire swamp has been reduced to a dead area where life is lost.

Ace looked at the swampy area on the other side of the World Gate that had turned into a sea of acid, and his anger began to slowly subside.

This time, the incident was mainly done by those big-mouthed people, and the other guys followed suit after being fooled by the other party.

Although it is also a heinous crime, there is no need for him to take action.

Let his dependents fight step by step to kill them, and the matter will pass.

Ace looked at the more than 3,000 giants over 10,000 meters behind him, his scarlet eyes like the sun, reflecting the world in a scarlet color, and roared: "Continue your war, next time someone talks nonsense, don't wait for my orders, don't care about any rules, open the space and rush over, and demolish the continent for me."

The roaring roar reached the ears of more than three thousand race kings.

When the words fell, they knelt down on one knee at the same time and said, "We will definitely kill all the glorious existences of His Majesty."

Their tone was so firm, so angry.

Ace, as their ruler, led them all the way, and under Ace's leadership, it was common for their income to increase tenfold at every turn, and it was not surprising that it would increase a hundred times, and it was also a thousand times higher.

Such a good boss really moved them to tears, if this boss had come hundreds of years earlier, where would there be so many hard days? Everyone has already made a fortune, and in this case, they really want to follow Ace forever.

However, now there are people who dare to plot against their ruler Ace, wanting Ace to cut off his children and become a wilting dragon.

It's like stepping their faces into a dung pit and then beating them with a stick for a hundred days.

The anger value is really straight off the table.

Of course, this is only one aspect, the most important thing is that His Majesty the Emperor has killed all the way from the Initial Continent, smashed more than 100 continents, and stepped on countless giant islands that have been torn apart.

More than 30 trillion indigenous people have died in this catastrophe.

The loss is too great.

Thirty trillion natives, that's thirty trillion military exploits.

If you include those islands and the natives who can continue to appear on the mainland, this time they have lost at least 35 trillion military merits.

In the face of the loss of 35 trillion military merits, the kings of the races of all races are basically mad.

Thirty-five trillion military merits, that is thirty-five trillion acres of land, enough to feed seventy trillion clansmen when they are fed.

It's gone for no reason?

The losses were huge, and they said that they would slaughter all the guys who made them lose so much.

For the glory of His Majesty, and for their interests, and even more so to prevent such a thing from happening in the future.

They must exterminate those races that are similar to the big mouths, one by one.

Otherwise, His Majesty the Emperor listened to a guy who said bad things about himself today and smashed a piece of the continent, and the day after tomorrow he heard a guy say bad things about himself and smashed a piece of the continent.

No one can hold this loss, how will they get rich in the future?

Looking at the anger in the eyes of more than 3,000 giants, Ace was extremely satisfied.

Secretly said: "It seems that these guys are still quite loyal to me, and when I see someone scolding Benlong, I can't wait to kill the race that scolds me one by one."

"A group of loyal servants!"

"Or I used to think badly of them."

Seeing that his dependents were so loyal, Ace returned to the Initial Continent with a smile.

And more than 3,000 god-level giants returned to their own territory with blood dripping from their hearts, staring at red eyes, and wantonly gathered their own armies.

He looked like he was going to sweep through more than 2,000 other continents and cut them all.

This time, they have suffered a lot of losses, 35 trillion losses of military merit.

Saying anything can't make them lose in vain, they must be viciously cut back.

And the target they wanted to cut back was the group of Ten Thousand Realms Alliance troops that suddenly appeared.

This time, if they hadn't suddenly appeared, they would have come at them in a hurry.

Kill them and give them military merits, they raise their knives to welcome, but there is a stupid race among them.

In an extremely powerful world, aiming at the most powerful powerhouse in this world is a squirt, and you don't look for death.

The world they are in is an extraordinary world, and the existence of a god-level in the transcendent world has the characteristics of being a god-level being, if you call me by my name, I am an existence.

A big grin at the powerful existence for a while, how stupid it must be to do it.

Because of this, they basically didn't worry about what the enemy on the other side was doing, stupid things.

Because according to ancient legends, the intelligent beings in the transcendent world know that the existence of the god level should not be insulted.

Usually, even if you hate a god very much, it's just a matter of hating it with your eyes, scolding each other, and the guy who has that guts really doesn't have it.

Even if he did, at the moment he cursed, his own people would look at him with the most terrified eyes, and then kick him out of the tribe so that he would starve to death, so as not to harm the whole tribe.

It can only be said that the brainwashing of the powerhouses on more than 2,000 continents is too successful.

In order to keep their morale high and step into the battlefield, those indigenous legends did not tell their dependents at all that the ruler of their enemy was an existence with the level of divine power, and only advertised that the other party was a powerful legendary dragon, and there was nothing to fear.

And the countless ordinary people who came from the Ten Thousand Realms basically searched for news based on the propaganda of each continent.

The enemy who saw them turned out to be a small legendary dragon.

Then look back at your own side, it's so powerful, the legend is like a cloud, the transcendent legion is like rain, a slap can smash a mountain, and there are a bunch of transcendent legions at the peak of demigods.

Countless legends plus a bunch of demigod pinnacles against a legendary dragon, countless to one, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to lose.

Therefore, the news of the victory at the front must be correct, they don't have to care too much about it at all, and it's over.

But well,It's actually right to call Ace a legendary dragon.,Now Ace's body is really just a legendary dragon.,The only difference from other legendary dragons is that Ace has a powerful small world.,There is also a world artifact ranked among the top two in the ontology world.。

Excluding the latter two points, there is nothing wrong with their inferences.

But with the latter two points, digging their ancestors out of the soil and restoring their full combat power is not enough for Ace to slap him.

The difference is vast.

The difference between heaven and hell.

The mighty army of the Dragon Alliance, piloting an endless number of floating warships, generally attacked the remaining two thousand continents from two directions.

With red eyes, they frantically slaughtered into the islands and continents, leaving no one behind.

After a brief period of peace, the whole world was plunged into endless wars in an instant.

……

"Give it all to me, and slaughter all those bastards who defile His Majesty's glory."

"Kill!"

The Lord of Light stared at him with red eyes and led his army of 40 million into an island.

Looking at the dense crowd of indigenous centaurs in front of him, he rushed to the front and killed the hardest.

Obviously, he was only a third-order peak, but at this moment, he burst out with the power of the legendary peak.

Cut down a mountain with a single knife and reaped thousands of military exploits.

As for why, after so many years, he was still only a third-order peak.

Of course, because he found out that he had become a legend, he could not enter the island or continent to brush up on military exploits, and could only go to the sea to fight the enemy's ocean warships.

And to go to the ocean to fight a war with ocean warships, whether you can fight too well is still secondary, and the most important thing is not to find the enemy.

The ocean is so big, and the army sent from the opposite side is not unified, but rushing forward in a chaotic manner.

A large number of troops spilled into the ocean is like throwing a handful of sesame seeds into a lake, and it is not visible at all.

Even if you are a legend, if you can meet a fleet of 100,000 people in ten days, your luck can be said to be bursting.

And on land, 100,000 people, how much is that?

With their legendary power, they can slash a city with a single sword with all their strength, harvest tens of thousands of military merits, and if they come with a few more knives, they will have millions of military merits.

Compared with the number of cheerful military exploits on the land, it is simply sick to go to the ocean and fight to death with that group of iron bumps.

As a result, the Lord of Light suppressed his life level and did not advance, and lived for more than a hundred years at the peak of the third order, and has been fighting at the forefront of the battle.

By now, he had become a multi-million captain.

The income has increased by a thousand times compared to the beginning.

And such a huge income almost blinded the dog's eyes of his body.

At the same time that he himself was extremely excited, yes, of course, the ** of the war was also skyrocketing.

After all, every time you cut down an enemy, you will have a military merit, and you will be sent ten slaves to help you fight, and by the way, you will be provided with blood sacrifice energy.

And even if all ten slaves were killed, they would still be replenished after the war.

The treatment is too good.

He hadn't seen it in his life.

He dared to guarantee that if he had such treatment when he first became a god, where would it take him millions of years to become a god, and ten thousand years would reach the sky.

Even the time it takes to achieve powerful divine power can be shortened to about 100,000 years.

At this time, he had only one belief, to cut himself into the king of the race of the Winged People race, and obtain hundreds of times more benefits than now.

And if he wants to become the king of the race, he must rank his military merits in the top ten in this war.

And the ranking of military merits is to see who has more military merits!

Therefore, he has been on the road of war and war all these years, and he has not stopped for a moment.

He had four or five of his legendary weapons slashed.

And something that surprised him happened, because the Winged People only joined the Dragon Alliance after the outbreak of the war, and the Winged People did not have a race king.

The major powerhouses, because there are no previous wars, the number of military exploits is actually limited.

Even those legendary powerhouses, because of the rules, can only fight with those iron shells, and the speed of obtaining military merits is extremely slow.

Yesterday, he checked his military merit ranking among the Winged People, and he found that he had actually entered the top 100.

What an inspiration!

So, he tried harder.

After becoming the commander of tens of millions, he didn't wait for the soldiers sent to him from the rear at all, and with an army of about 30 million left after the war, he drove the floating magic battleship and rushed into the battlefield as soon as possible.

His decision proved to be extremely wise.

An army of 30 million winged people, taking advantage of their ability to fly, swept through the island at an astonishing speed under the leadership of the Lord of Light.

However, in just ten years, the 300 million enemies on this island were killed after sacrificing 20 million troops in their desperate situation.

In one fell swoop, the Lord of Light became a rare billionaire among the Winged Clan, pushing his military merit ranking to seventh place.

As long as this advantage is maintained, after the war is over, he will definitely be indispensable in the position of the king of the race.

The entire Wingman clan, with more than 30 trillion clansmen, will collectively sacrifice their blood for him.