"The mirage dragon has made countless contributions to my demon domain over the years, and now that he is dead, my red dragon clan, should be the first to go on the expedition!"

The Red Dragon King did not hesitate to speak the moment the eight-tailed fox's voice fell, his face solemn, and even with a hint of sadness.

Obviously, this seemingly reckless and impulsive guy is far from being as bad as he appears.

If it is really according to the meritorious system that the eight-tailed fox has just formulated, the victory or loss of this battle itself is no longer important, it represents more of a reshuffle between the high-level leaders of the demon domain.

The Red Dragon Clan's performance is better, and its own faction is brave and fearless, maybe in this reshuffle, the territory will not decrease but increase!

As for the face, what's the use?

"I'm a glutton, go to war!"

"I'm the Chaos Clan, go to war!"

There is not a single fool among these patriarchs, and as long as they analyze the situation a little, they can quickly draw conclusions, and for a while, there is an endless stream of expeditions.

In the face of this kind of scene, the Black Jiao King is the most anxious.

When everyone shows the same idea, the value of its loyal dog is not so great.

"I'll fight myself!"

"The Black Jiao tribe is the vanguard army!"

"Lead the forces to belong, all the tribes, the first to attack, and fight the demon pass!"

The Black Jiao King's tone was a little anxious, and his eyes showed a look of madness!

Since everyone is fighting, then it will fight the most ruthless and fight a way out in a desperate situation.

According to the current situation, if you don't fight, the Black Jiao Clan can only gradually disappear into the heavenly dome stream in the long river of time.

Spell it...

There is still a silver lining.

And this may be exactly what the eight-tailed fox wants to see.

"Oh?"

"Everything that the Black Jiao Clan has undertaken for the Demon Domain will be passed on!"

"This time, it's hard to work for the Black Jiao King."

After hearing the words of the Black Jiao King, the eight-tailed fox, who had been calm, couldn't help but show a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his head, looked at the Black Jiao King and said, his eyes were full of encouragement.

The patriarchs of the other tribes had already anticipated the Black Jiao King's approach, and did not refute it, nor did they roll in.

Anyway, the Black Jiao King is in a hurry, they are not in a hurry.

My ancestor is still alive, so there is no need to take this risk.

As long as the ancestors don't die, they will sit firmly in the sequence of the Protoss one day.

There is a desperate guy like the Black Jiao King, who is fishing for military industry and picking peaches in the back, but it is more comfortable.

"Everything that the Black Jiao King has done is really touching."

"That's right, we should learn from this spirit."

A series of compliments rang out.

The Black Jiao King's originally dark scales seemed to be darker at this time, and he didn't say a word.

"Then guys, go back and get ready."

"Don't forget your sins."

"There is also Terran culture, I will look for a teacher here, and I will regularly visit your clan for inspection."

"If the progress is not up to standard..."

The eight-tailed fox's voice paused slightly, and he continued with a chuckle: "Deduction of merit..."

For a while, the bodies of the demons who had not taken it seriously suddenly tightened.

After the establishment of the Demon Alliance, this so-called meritorious service is obviously the guarantee of everyone's resources, and it is also the most valuable thing.

"Hmm..."

"By the way, meritorious, resale is not allowed, re-gifted."

"Everyone, please."

The patriarchs of many tribes looked at the eight-tailed fox with complicated eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

This last, seemingly temporary addition, completely blocked their path.

According to the ideas they had conceived in their hearts before, they could completely let the tribes below accumulate some merits, and then transfer them to themselves, distribute them to subordinates in need, and guard the demon domain.

But now in this situation, they have no chance to refute and contend with each other.

The moment the meeting began, the rhythm was firmly in the hands of the eight-tailed fox.

And the so-called meritorious deeds made all the gods secretly dissolve their alliances with each other, and everyone stood on a starting line again, which belonged to a competitive relationship.

Under this relationship, the role of the leader of the Demon Alliance, the eight-tailed fox, is infinitely magnified.

At that time, whether it is to win over a group or suppress a group...

Or make some decisions, all in the spurt of thought.

In fact, this situation is not impossible to crack, as long as the remaining eleven god clans unite with each other, collectively protest, and even isolate the nine-tailed fox clan, no matter what wisdom it has, there is no way.

But...

Unite...

Is it possible?

The desperate Black Jiao Clan, the ambitious Red Dragon Clan, the gluttony who can't see the idea, the poor Qi...

Who dares to guarantee that the allies who have just formed an alliance with you will not turn around and sell you in exchange for meritorious service.

"Meritorious..."

"From today onwards, the era of the Twelve Protoss is completely over."

"We..."

The Tengu King stood in the clouds, looking at the familiar Heavenly Dome Stream, and couldn't help but laugh and mumble to himself.

The Protoss is no longer from above, looking down on the existence of the Demon Domain.

The Demon League is...

Their rights are being diluted indefinitely.

And if you want to keep power, or increase instead of decreasing, you can only continue to make meritorious achievements.

Involution, crazy involution.

In the continuous involution, various contradictions will naturally arise that need to be resolved by the eight-tailed fox.

When the time comes, the eight-tailed fox will use some scheming, and the rain and dew will be stained...

Naturally, they went from being equal to subordinates.

There are only demon gods, and they are still high.

But...

The demon gods do not come out, they can only follow the rules set by the eight-tailed fox to play.

This is also what Yu Mo called 'potential'.

When the 'momentum' is achieved, all resistance will be in vain.

The only thing that can be done is to conform to this 'trend', to put it mildly, is to go with the flow.

"The nine-tailed fox clan, out of the demons..."

"Maybe I understand, Ancestors, why they chose this guy."

The Tengu King pondered for a long time before he raised his head, looked at the sky above, and his tone was full of deep meaning, and finally slowly disappeared into mid-air.

As for the inhabitants of the Heavenly Dome, they still don't know anything about it.