Chapter 521: The Defeated Dark Race

The Three Clans of Light are cautiously hatching their own conspiracy, vowing to regain their share of interests.

On the world throne, the small actions of the three clans of light were discovered by Ace for the first time.

He looked at the dark races who were calculated by the three races of light, and there was not the slightest fluctuation in his heart, and the five-colored dragons of his own race before were beaten miserably by the combination of various races, lost most of their territory, and were driven to the far sea, where resources were scarce.

In the face of all this, he followed the rules of the Jingya world, silently watching his fellow clans being driven to the far sea under the alliance of the dark clans and the light clans, and he calmly did not make much moves.

Now, this group of dark races who are not under the rule of the dragon are only being calculated by the three races of light, which cannot cause any fluctuations in his heart.

He just worked and watched the excitement.

As long as he complies with the rules, he doesn't care about his fellow clans, let alone these foreigners.

"By the way, if the dark races are overthrown by the three races of light again, will they be ruled by the dragons again?"

"It depends, eighty percent won't."

"The dragons of the outer seas have always been loyal to their dark race, and the military merit recipients have never betrayed their dragon king."

"The dark races that now occupy most of the continents and the open seas are a group of betrayers who have grown up as slaves."

"The tolerance of the Dragon Gate for betrayers is definitely a mistake and will not be spared."

Crackling in his heart, he is not optimistic about the situation of the dark races who now occupy most of the Semicrystalline World, and now they have internal fighting, pinching each other, and eager to beat each other's dog brains out.

Outside, the three light races are calculating, and they are gaining a share of benefits in the war that matches their crystal world skills, and the territory of the dark races is being lost at an extremely slow rate.

And this speed is increasing over time.

In addition to the calculations of the three clans of light and their own infighting, the dragons of the outer seas do not want to reclaim their own territory all the time.

In other words, the dark races are being flanked, and according to the current development trend, eighty percent will be killed by the dragons and the three races of light.

The facts were not as he expected.

Within three hundred years.

The power of the three races of light continues to skyrocket, and they keep attacking one continent after another, and the scattered dark races, even if they still have the protection of their own gods and sages.

But in the face of the combined fate, time, space, the three laws, and their large number of junior brothers, a single race is simply powerless to resist their attack.

It's not that the dark races don't want to unite, but they can't stand up to anyone and obey anyone.

In the past, Ace was their boss, the high-ranking of the dark race, and no one was unconvinced, regardless of whether it was a god or a saint or a rule.

Nature can unite as one.

But now, except for the dark race in the open sea, which is still being taken care of by Ace, the other dark races are all the descendants of a group of betrayers, even if Ace is kicked in the head by a donkey, it is impossible to take care of them.

In this case, it would be a joke to want Ace to come out and unite them to resist the three bright clans together.

Ace didn't order the dragons in the open sea to let their army crush the realm and cut them, which was already considered a deep qi cultivation kung fu.

Now they can only take care of their own affairs, while expanding their strength as much as possible, while resisting the invasion of the three clans of light.

On a continent, the mighty elven army meets the endless goblins.

"Array, advance!"

"Shoot!"

Dense arrows rained down on the goblin army on the other side.

Millions of goblins were shot into hedgehogs in the blink of an eye.

Accompanied by the elven army, while shooting, while advancing rapidly, the little short-legged goblins could not break through the blockade of the rain of arrows and fight head-on with the elves.

As for archery with elves, that's something goblins never dreamed of.

Elves are the races that point their talents to archery, accuracy, range, and endurance, which one can throw them off a few streets?

Comparing archery with elves is simply looking for death.

The goblins were clearly aware of this, so they were all rushing forward frantically, trying to engage the elves in hand-to-hand combat.

But the elves' arrow rain was too dense, layer after layer, layer upon layer, and they had no power to resist at all.

At the rear of the goblin army, the Goblin King didn't blink an eyelid, looking at the countless people in front of him who had been tortured and killed by the elves.

They are a goblin clan, there are not many things, but there are many people.

Three children can be born in a year, three or four baby goblins in one child, and baby goblins can join the battle as adults in less than a year.

With such a strong fertility rate, they have an almost endless number of soldiers under the abundant food.

However, although he didn't care about the death or injury of the goblins, it was a fact that the elves were advancing, and every time they pushed further, their goblins lost a single step of land.

If this continues, even if their soldiers are still endless, it will be a matter of time before they are driven into the sea.

The Goblin King looked at his goblin demi-sage and asked, "The clansmen's combat effectiveness is so poor that they can't resist the advance of the elves on the other side. ”

"If this continues, sooner or later we will be driven into the sea."

"After all, the current elves are not the elves of the past, the number is scarce, and it will take a long time for the dead clansmen to be able to replenish them."

"Now they use fertility potions and six-pack fetal artifacts one by one, although they are not as fast as our fertility speed, but they are not much worse."

The Goblin Half-Divine thought for a while, and then said in a flash of inspiration: "We can dig one trench after another in the earth, and our greatest advantage over the elves is that the fertility rate is fast, and the warriors are endless. ”

"As long as we destroy the open terrain above the earth and put the battlefield in the trenches, our odds will still be high."

As a demi-sacred, the IQ of the goblin semi-hallowed is still online, and he can see at a glance the strengths of the elves and the disadvantages of the goblins.

Elf Dream's advantage lies in its strong long-range attack ability, and although its melee ability is also good, it is no longer able to play hundreds of thousands to zero records.

You can only let the clansmen and the elves melee fight, and they will not lose.

Anyway, the cubs in the back have to starve to death pile after pile every year, and the corpses can't be cleaned up, so letting those cubs go to the front line can make the elves pay a heavy price.

And the ditch is quite simple, and now the goblins with IQ online are fully capable of such a job.

The Goblin King nodded in satisfaction, and without saying a word, ordered the military merit winners to lead their slaves to dig trenches in the ground.

The battlefield between goblins and elves has changed.

At the forefront, it is still the elves who have the absolute upper hand, and they can't shoot the goblins up.

Later, countless goblins picked up their shovels and began digging trenches desperately.

Under the command of the military merit winners, dense trenches began to appear on the earth, like a chaotic earthworm after another.

Three days later, the last wave of goblins rushing towards the elven army was shot and killed.

When the vision was widened, the elves were presented with an infinite number of trenches that spread across the entire land.

Inside the trench, endless goblins hid inside, heavily armed and waiting for the elven army to attack.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the archers at the forefront of the elves began to retreat at a rapid speed, and one after another elven heavy armored infantry strode forward.

Armed with swords, they fearlessly slashed at the goblins inside the trench.

A bloody battle broke out in an instant, and in the narrow space, the elven hoplites and goblins were slaughtered, and the blood of both sides stained the trench red at a considerable speed.

The elves are still advancing, but the speed of advancement is several times slower than before.

At the large space gate, an elven king looked at the magic screen, from the elven legion that was originally advancing rapidly, to the elven legion that was advancing at a slow speed.

He said to the dozens of semi-holy ones under his command: "It turns out that the war below the legend is advancing slowly, so let all the legends go out in full force to find the main force of the Goblin Legend Legion." ”

"This time, I'm going to completely cripple them."

"Without the command of the Goblin Legend, those stupid ordinary goblins would not be able to resist our attack at all."

The stubborn resistance of the goblins let the Elf King know that after more than 10,000 years of evolution, the situation that once a hundred goblins could be cut down and collapsed by cutting a few of them is gone.

Although they are still weaker than their elven clan, their will to fight is countless times higher than before, and they are generally able to hold on to seventy percent of the casualties, and they are a group of warriors worthy of respect.

Endless armies of elves kept coming out of the large teleportation tunnels.

There are more than 10 million elven legends, and the six million goblin legends ruled by the Goblin King are in vast.

As soon as the two sides met, it was a war that never stopped.

Six million goblin legends fearlessly flew towards the ten million elf legends, and the two sides launched the most fierce collision in the sky.

Endless destructive forces destroyed the sky they were, pieces of space shattered, endless shockwaves, tearing apart pieces of the earth.

In the face of tens of millions of elven legends with combat power and numerical superiority, six million goblin legends were unsurprisingly defeated, five million goblin legends were killed in battle, and one million goblin legends were teleported back to the ocean with teleportation scrolls after the defeat.

And tens of millions of elven legends also suffered extremely heavy casualties, and two million and six hundred thousand elven legends fell permanently on the battlefield.

After all, the goblins are not the timid race they used to be, and under the evolution of the rules of absolute militarism, they have already become the most elite warriors, fighting for their lives, and they are as strong as elves and have to break their teeth.

And this goblin kingdom, after losing the command of the legends, can no longer resist the attack of the elves, and large areas of land are occupied by the elves one after another.

And in other goblin kingdoms on this continent, exactly the same thing is happening.

The goblins were defeated one after another, and although they fought valiantly and inflicted great casualties on the elves, the disparity in strength made it impossible for them to recover from defeat.

Decades later, all the goblins on this goblin continent were driven out to sea, and they could only attack the elves on land every year when there was plenty of food, trying to reclaim their own territory.

But the goblins on the frontal battlefield are not the opponents of the elves, and in the scattered ocean and continental borders, piles of goblins are completely the live targets of the elves, and they are beaten down every time they attack.

After the Elven Continent laid down this continent and renamed it another Elven Continent, it began a long period of recuperation and farming, trying to recover the casualties caused by the previous war.

With the help of this fertility elixir and the sextuplets artifact, the elves have become the masters of this continent at a very fast speed, large swaths of land have been cultivated by the elves, and the endless food has raised countless newborn elves, and the blood sacrifice energy of countless newborn elves has provided sufficient extraordinary resources for the new military merit winners, allowing them to climb to a higher transcendent level.

However, in just a hundred years, the two elven continents whose strength had skyrocketed looked at another cat-man continent not far away.

The teleportation array was ignited again, the continental expedition was opened again, and the war between the elves and the cat-people broke out, and the fate of the cat-man continent was almost the same as the fate of the goblin continent.

After all, the world will of the Jingya World supports the gong system, and whoever has more merit will have more interests.

The dark races occupy interests far greater than their own merits, which seriously affects the stability of the Jingya world, so the moment the war begins, the will of the world firmly supports the three races of light.

Help them get back what they're entitled to.

And the will of the world chose to help the three clans of light, which means that the rules of the law of neutrality, which occupy 99% of the world of Jingya, also support the three clans of light.

With the strong support of most of the laws and rules of the Jingya world and the will of the world, the dark races, although they also have the support of their own gods, saints, rules, and laws.

But their strength is far from enough to compete with the world will of the Jingya World plus most of the rules.

They could only watch as their continent after continent was occupied by the Three Bright Clans.

No matter how angry and angry you are, in the face of absolute power, it is just impotent rage.

Three thousand years of the mortal era.

The Dark Race has lost most of their continents and islands, and can only survive in the near sea.

At this time, the dragons of the open sea showed their extremely ferocious and greedy eyes.

They stretched out their claws, trying to reclaim their former offshore territory in blood and fire.

And the three clans of light did not give up this good opportunity to pursue the victory, and they controlled the ocean warship, ready to go out at any time.