On the gorgeous crystal throne, Eliza, who had already broken through to the demigod, looked at Ace who was enjoying herself on the magic screen.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

Some gritted his teeth and said: "Damn guy, since there is no pressure, I want to play every day." ”

"It's completely become a salted fish dragon."

"With such a big family business as the Dragon Alliance, and such a bright future in the ontological world, there is something that Salted Fish can carry."

"Don't say zero zero seven plus ten thousand, zero zero seven plus one hundred, that is absolutely indispensable."

"That is, those saints under the netherworld, who are constantly fighting fires, otherwise his wave of indulgence alone will cause extremely serious consequences."

She was a little speechless, Ace's aesthetics were completely towards the aesthetics of the human nobles in those rich regions.

White, thin, small, beautiful, a lot.

Not to mention white and beautiful, it's not a big deal, but thin and small are big things.

At the beginning, Ace carried out a plan to use clothing to deteriorate the genes of the human race.

And the basis of the rules of clothing is actually to use human aesthetics.

It makes people think that small, thin is beautiful, and fat is ugly.

And the gap between skinny and fat is very large.

Needless to say, fat people have a body of fat stuck to their bodies, which is equivalent to carrying dozens of pounds of weight-bearing sandbags anytime and anywhere.

You don't usually need to exercise, but if you take two steps, you are exercising.

After all, whoever lives with dozens of pounds of weight will not be too bad for exercise.

Therefore, fat people are generally very strong.

On the battlefield, will the combat effectiveness be worse if the strength is great?

Needless to say, Zhuang is a muscular man, just by looking at the muscles, you can know how capable the other party is.

Ace, as the ruler of the current Dragon Alliance, has the aesthetic of this ghost.

Up and down, the kings of those races all think that Ace's aesthetics are correct, and the way he likes is the real beauty.

After all, Your Majesty is a wise lord who is ancient and menopause, and can multiply their income hundreds or thousands of times at every turn.

Do you trust your own vision? Or do you trust Your Majesty's vision?

Normal people will choose His Majesty's vision.

There is no reason, strong is right, weak is wrong.

Strength is the only factor that determines beauty and ugliness, and people will always trust the choice of the strong, good or bad.

And the choice of the weak, not many people want to believe.

As a result, the kings of the race had many young and thin wives.

And countless officers, seeing that their boss actually likes that kind of beauty, they will definitely think that that kind of beauty is a real beauty.

The sturdy woman in the house who can beat them all over the house with a hammer is definitely not a real beauty.

Wave after wave, the genetic level of the entire Dragon Alliance has been invisibly lowered a lot.

But fortunately, the eyes of the gods in the heavens were wide, and the eyes of the saints in the netherworld were wider than the gods.

As soon as the kings of the race had a tendency to change their aesthetics, the saints began to contact them and break their aesthetics back.

And what if you can't get it back? It's time for the gods to come out, a 30,000-meter-long broadsword that sits across the shoulders of the king of races.

Pointing to a strong and thin beauty, he asked, "What kind of woman is a real beauty?" ”

"You tell me."

At this time, the kings of the race, one by one, hugged the very strong beauties in their arms, indicating that such beauties are real beauties.

Skinny beauties are heretics.

The god went away satisfied, and the king of the race tearfully dissolved all his emaciated wives, enjoying the service of beautiful women whose arms were thicker than his waist.

Those who know know that the other party is his wife, and he is serving the king of the race, and those who don't know think that the king of the race is being beaten up.

The gods, the saints, the two evil top groups, maintain the bottom line of the races at all times and prevent them from falling.

What Ace is doing now is to increase the workload of the gods and saints.

Now they have to deal with a large group of race kings and officers who have changed their aesthetics under the influence of Ace every day.

I don't know how many times I've pulled out a 30,000-meter broadsword.

But even if they try.

But Ace prepared hundreds of thousands of maids for himself, and there were countless maids to prepare.

Those maids, with the help of the war priority package brought to them by Ace, have gained a lot of military merits.

There's a whole bunch of millions of captains in it.

Others are not blind, seeing that His Majesty's aesthetics are like that, and there are so many benefits, everyone will definitely follow suit.

Under the general trend, there are more and more dependents who have changed their aesthetics.

There are so many disadvantages that Eliza has to pay attention to it.

Eliza, who was huffing and breathing, moved a pair of dragon wings like black crystals slightly, and the teleportation magic was activated instantly.

Endless magic runes instantly covered Eliza's entire body, and with a wave of spatial fluctuations, Eliza disappeared in place.

In the ocean, Ace was eating and drinking, and there were people saying nice things in his ear, the kind that was super nice.

Coupled with a steady stream of food, the whole dragon is already a little happy, and the appearance of a faint gentleman is vividly interpreted.

In mid-air, Eliza, who walked out of the space, looked at Ace, who was smiling under the flattery of countless maids.

A dragon's face turned iron blue.

She roared angrily, "Ace, what are you doing? ”

"Hundreds of thousands of maids, countless reserve maids, do you want to destroy the Dragon Alliance, the force you created?"

The roar of anger resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the mighty dragon power pressed hundreds of thousands of maids into the water, unable to move.

Eliza fell into the water, and her body was 4,000 meters tall, causing countless huge waves and tsunamis.

A pair of dragon eyes looked at Ace with the eyes of a slag dragon.

Ace, who was lying on his back in the ocean, looked at Eliza who was standing upside down, and he was in the stage of enjoying himself.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do? ”

The three questions of life filled his mind.

After a trance, he hurriedly got up and shook his dragon head.

Looking at Eliza with some dissatisfaction, she said with anger in her tone: "My lovely sister, are you provoking the ruler of the Dragon Alliance, the last dragon, Ace?" ”

The dragon slept in the sea, and the pot came from heaven.

Ace, who finally had a little time to enjoy, cherishes his current life very much.

After all, the previous days were really too bitter, and they were 007 plus 1,000 plus 10,000 at every turn.

Who can hold this?

He was not so miserable in his previous life, and after becoming a dragon who can claim to be the king and hegemon, he became this ghost.

Now I can finally enjoy it, but accidents are one after another.

Eliza, a troublemaker, can't you see him enjoying it?

The five-thousand-meter-long Ace was a lot taller than Eliza, and a pair of dragon wings spread out, almost enveloping the entire world.

The scarlet dragon's eyes stared straight at Eliza, and the boiling murderous aura directly made countless maids faint.

The huge momentum pressed Eliza's body.

Eliza subconsciously shrank the dragon's head, Ace, this brother is not in vain.

In the past, she and Elena did the wrong thing, and it was to be hung on the beam for a thunder and lightning whip package.

It is common for the criing father who was smoked to call his mother.

I've used it many times to be coquettish and cute.,It's really miserable to be taught a lesson.。

Therefore, in the face of the angry Ace, under the psychological shadow of childhood, the anger disappeared like snowflakes.

Eliza didn't dare to open her wings, and said like a good girl, "Ace, have you forgotten your genetic deterioration plan?" ”

"What you're doing now is similar to designing humans."

"You are the emperor of the Dragon Alliance, and all the dependents of the Dragon Alliance are watching you."

"Your choice is their choice, and what you are doing now is destroying your own foundation."

The soft and weak words reached Ace's ears, and he was stunned.

He took back a pair of polar realm open dragon wings, and said proudly without care: "What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a little bit of genetic deterioration? ”

"There are absolute militaristic rules, just let your dependents fight a few wars, and then won't you come back?"

"Don't worry too much!"

"I'll enjoy it for five hundred years, and after five hundred years I'll be the same again."

"I still need to watch the general direction of the Dragon Alliance."

As a sane Sage Dragon, he has always been very reasonable.

If others are unreasonable, he will not be unreasonable, and will return the other party's unreasonableness to the other party 100 million times.

And if others are reasonable, he naturally has to be reasonable.

Seeing that Eliza came for the genetic level of the Dragon Alliance, he was still a little unhappy in his heart.

After all, anyone who enjoys being disturbed twice in a row will feel very uncomfortable.

But he had suppressed his anger and thought rationally.

"Enjoy five hundred years."

"What do you mean?"

"Aren't you fighting?"

Hearing that Ace wanted to enjoy five hundred years, Eliza instantly threw a small genetic deterioration to the horizon.

As Ace said, today's dragon alliance is in full swing, and under the rules of absolute militarism, under a war, the genetic level can be increased dozens of times.

Before the counterinsurgency war was fought, the genetic level was just one out of ten thousand.

And after the war of peace, the genetic level has reached an astonishing one of 400,000.

The forty-fold ascension blinded the eyes of all vested interests in the entire ontological world.

Ace, get a handmaiden who meets his own aesthetics by hundreds of thousands of millions, even if he plays hard for a thousand years, he can reduce the increase from forty times to thirty-nine times at most.

It is simply insignificant for the improvement of the genetic level brought about by the rule of absolute militarism.

Now what she cares about is, why does Ace want to enjoy five hundred years?

Ace wants to enjoy 500 years, doesn't this mean that there will be no war in the middle 100 years?

After all, as soon as the war broke out, all the existences of the entire Dragon Alliance had to be busy.

Ace is no exception.

If you want to enjoy yourself after you're busy, how can that be?

Therefore, 500 years of enjoyment is equivalent to a minimum of 500 years of truce.

"Ace, isn't five hundred years a little more?"

"Over the years, the dependents have completely exploited the living space obtained by the previous war."

"One by one, they are waiting for your orders."

"I think three hundred years will be about the same, and at that time, all of our subordinates who should break through to demigods have already broken through to demigods, and their strength has reached their peak."

"Just slaughtered all those outer gods, and provided our artifacts with thousands of times more rations."

Eliza changed the subject, and said with an anxious silence in her tone.

She really doesn't want to stop the war, she herself needs to consume blood sacrifice energy to grow, the small world also needs blood sacrifice energy to grow, and there is also a big stomach king world artifact.

In this case, even she, the local tyrant dragon, is very, very blood-ischemic and sacrifices energy.

Isn't it her life to have a five-hundred-year truce?

Three hundred years is really the limit, no matter how much, her family's world artifact can hold her thigh and cry for three days and three nights, condensing a sea of tears to show her.

Looking at Eliza, who suddenly shifted from the issue of enjoyment to the issue of war, Ace waved his hand with great vigour: "If you say a thousand years of armistice, you will have a thousand years of armistice." ”

"How many teenagers are you?"

"I will enjoy it for five hundred years, and I will spare another three hundred years for scientific and technological research and development to prepare for war."

"There are still 800 years before the war begins."

"Three hundred years, that's almost a third of the time to prepare."

"Don't fight the war so urgently, the rules of absolute militarism still need to be slowed down."

War is not something that can break out at the stroke of the brain.

It is necessary to take into account the development of the military, political, economic, and cultural territory, and even to probe the situation of the military, economic, and cultural territory within the external enemy.

War breaks out in the first lap of the brain, which is stupid.

If nothing else, let's take the current Dragon Alliance as an example, there are more than 3,000 continents, countless islands, and tens of billions of dependents.

There are millions of legendary powerhouses in each race, and there are more than 3,000 races, which is more than 3 billion.

As for the transcendents below the legend, there are countless of them.

With such a vast territory, such a large population, and so many transcendents, a giant force fighting a war with all its might.

The preparation time, that is calculated in 100 years.

Eight hundred years, really not much.

Eliza was petrified, and the truce time of eight hundred years was enough for his world artifact to cry into a hundred oceans.

How can this work?

Not to mention 800 years, 300 years is already the limit of her bottom line.

Eliza raised her dragon head, held her head high, and had already eavesdropped, and the "Rune Source" that had been confused turned into a large ball of light, and she was suspended behind Eliza's head, and the word protest was written on the full ball of light.

At this moment, Eliza represents not only herself, but also the interests of the thousands of ontological worlds who want war.

Looking at Eliza, who was like a fighter, Ace narrowed his scarlet dragon eyes, is this guy ready to use force to force him to declare war?

Eliza gulped and said, "I don't ....... ”

Before he finished speaking, Ace widened his dragon eyes, and the dragon claws like mountains converged with the powerful world power of the small world.

Grabbed Eliza's tail directly.

Then, poor Eliza was thrown to the sea.

Ace was furious, holding a giant thunder and lightning whip that was 100,000 meters long and kilometers wide.

A cruel lesson, under the influence of huge interests, the sister who has lost her mind.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Whoa!"

"Ace, woo-woo-woo, I was wrong."

"Don't fight, don't fight, I was wrong!"

Eliza couldn't stop crying, and the four dragon claws kept sliding wildly.

The whole dragon has completely collapsed.

The "Source of Runes", which originally had the word protest written on it, had already laid itself on the bottom of the sea tremblingly, not daring to move.

The voice of the roaring lesson sister came!

"You're a magic dragon, how can you put short-term interests first? What you've learned from countless magical dragon ancestors is to put short-term interests first? ”

"I don't know how to see the long term!"

"I think you have been blinded by interests, and the reason of the magic dragon has been thrown to the edge of the sky by you."

Ace viciously whipped Eliza and screamed.

It makes you lose your mind, makes you lustful, and makes you don't even care about the future.

Such a huge resource, the blood sacrifice resources of the entire ontology world are seventy-fifty percent.

Don't you know how to accumulate well?

Eight hundred years is a blink of an eye for these powerful dragons who can sleep for thousands of years.

I don't want to wait for such a little time.

Lost his mind directly under the influence of interests.

Ace, who was full of anger, stared at a pair of red dragon eyes, hating iron and steel, and wanted Eliza to return to her previous sanity.

And in the dragon nest of Elena on the floating island, Elena shivered and kept swallowing saliva.

She was just about to cross the space to support Eliza to denounce Ace, and righteously told Ace that she could only go without war for a maximum of three hundred years.

Otherwise, all the vested interests of the whole world are our backing.

You are a dragon, fighting against all the vested interests in the ontological world, and you don't surrender quickly.

As a result, fortunately, it was a step too late.

Otherwise, the dragon that was dumped on the ocean at this moment is her.

The allies are too cowardly, and too incompetitive.

Ace's red eyes widened, and he ran faster than the other.

"Eliza is so big, he dares to hang Eliza up and smoke."

"Is there still a royal law here? Is there still a law on this? Don't you care, dragon gods? ”

Elena said the most cowardly words in the most cowardly tone.

Throw the pot directly to the dragon god.

And a large number of dragon gods have become ostriches for a while.

Ace, who is that?

It was a powerful dragon that had multiplied the benefits of the entire ontological world by an unknown number of times.

The artifact he mastered was ranked second in the ontology world.

They all rushed up, and they were definitely like Eliza who were thrown into the ocean and smoked for their lives.

For Ace, they can't hide, where do they dare to rush up?

After all, among the five-colored dragons, a big fist is the last word, and whoever has a big fist is the boss.

Obviously, in today's ontological world, in addition to the world will of the ontological world, Ace's fist is the largest one.

No one was interested in rushing up and being dumped at sea for a smoking.

And so they are.

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