Black Dragon Kingdom

Time flickered, and one hundred and fifty years passed in the blink of an eye.

In the dragon alliance, on the originally empty land, one after another giant docks in the shape of giants stood on it.

At a glance, there is a huge huge dock around every medium-sized castle.

And in the giant dock, one after another, giant floating magic warships with a length of one kilometer, a height of one hundred meters, and a width of one hundred meters, are being slowly manufactured amidst the busyness of countless priests, scholars, and university scholars.

And the medium-sized castle on the opposite side is not idle either, densely packed with all kinds of refined metals, which are being continuously transported here by tunnels and canals, and used to manufacture giant floating magic warships.

Ace still underestimated the various races with gods who are constantly hanging out.

Under the influence of the various relics dropped by the gods from time to time, their magic industry is progressing rapidly.

In one hundred and fifty years, although there is still no warship that can travel thousands of miles a day, the manufacturing technology for warships that can travel three thousand miles a day has matured.

However, after almost two hundred years of waiting, all vested interests in the entire world have reached the extreme in their desire for war.

Two hundred years ago, under the leadership of Ace, almost every few decades, the income of various interest classes could increase tenfold and hundredfold.

Those with vested interests who are enjoying the constant doubling suddenly find that their income has not doubled, and they have stopped for two hundred years, and their income has not increased at all.

Look at the good old days, and look at the present day.

It's hard not to think about it.

Therefore, even if the battleship that travels thousands of miles a day is still not manufactured, under the impetus of all vested interests in the entire world, a large-scale war is entering the early stage of preparation.

In the huge dock, Garnier stood in the dock, looking at the catman battleship in front of him who was making final preparations.

A still beautiful cat face was full of vicissitudes, and he said sadly in an extremely hoarse voice: "Two hundred years, how long is it!"

"My wife, my son, my grandson, and my brother, my soldier!"

"They died one after another. Just yesterday, the last soldier under me who worked so hard to raise himself to the peak of the first order and wanted to survive the war died of old age in his manor."

"And eight of my ten commanders have died, and only the last two ten commanders who have become heroes like me are still standing behind me."

"Time is so cruel. I am already two hundred and twenty-five years old. The second-order hero extraordinary of our cat people can only live for three hundred years in the early stage, four hundred years in the middle stage, and five hundred years at the peak." .”

"And without the huge resources brought about by the war, even after two hundred years, I'm still just an early stage."

"I have reached the twilight years of my life!"

Garnier bit his cat teeth tightly!

He can't die, or his whole family will be ruined.

He has seen too much, because after a military winner like him died and the fief was taken back to the family, the miserable cat wives and cat wives of countless military winners who were driven out of the territory.

Once he dies, his entire family will fall into the bottomless abyss.

Fiefs will be taken back, wives and children will be driven away.

In the end, there was nothing left.

Now the blood sacrifice resources he can get every year can basically only maintain the extraordinary level of a second-tier hero.

Originally, the energy of the blood sacrifice of the centurion could only allow the superpowers of the first level to barely break through to the second level, and the latter could only be maintained.

Only a commander can raise his strength to the third level just by relying on the annual blood sacrifice energy.

And if you want to become a legend, you don't have to think about it without the blood sacrifice resources of Chief Wanfu.

Layer after layer, military merit level is actually the shackles of extraordinary level.

The centurion is a second-tier powerhouse, the thousand captain is a third-tier powerhouse, and the ten thousand captain is a legendary powerhouse.

With limited extraordinary resources, the ranks are tightly locked.

In the army, the strong are respected.

This design enables every officer to subdue the people below him with his own strength alone, so that the people below cannot resist and can only obey his orders.

Create an absolutely stable class pyramid.

At this time, a female kitten who had finished engraving runes on the floating magic warship came bouncing up to Garnier, hugged his shoulders, shook him non-stop, and said with a smile: "Father! ,I'm done working."

"Let's go home quickly. Today I want to eat big grilled fish, the kind with pepper sprinkled on it."

The little cat was drooling, and his eyes kept shining.

She is Garnier's daughter, after his father Garnier sent him to school and supervised her with a knife to make her a talent.

Her development has been out of control, but in just eighty years, she has become a second-level scholar, and is now heading towards a university student. She believes that as long as there are sufficient extraordinary resources, university students are not her end.

bright future.

It's just because I was hungry every day when I was a child, I was more greedy.

I especially love grilled fish.

Garnier smiled and took his daughter's hand, and took her step by step back to his residence in a medium-sized castle, a small villa.

Accompanied by the smell of grilled fish, passing through the windows on the street, countless old cats, young cats and kittens who are studying hard at home can't help drooling.

On the stone table, the female floret cat showed great power, holding a giant grilled fish that was bigger than her whole cat, while making dangerous purring sounds from her mouth, she desperately ate it.

But in just twenty minutes, a big giant grilled fish was wiped out by her.

Surrounded by a circle of big cats and kittens, they all looked enviously at the female tabby cats who could eat and drink, drooling.

And their food is only a small nut rice ball, which is only about two liang after cooking, and they are not full at all.

After dinner, Garnier dismissed a large number of wives, sons, and daughters.

Bringing the little cat to the study, he sat on his own sofa, facing his daughter who was already sitting on the recliner.

There was a glimmer of hope in his tone: "Xiao Hua, what did the higher-ups say?"

"I see that Master Wan's floating magic battleship is almost finished. Is the war about to start?"

Garnier's eyes were full of expectations.

He can't live for long, and war is the only way for him to upgrade his class, thereby gaining more blood sacrifice energy, increasing his life level, and thus gaining more lifespan.

At the age of two hundred and twenty-five years, he will live for seventy-five years at most, even if a war breaks out now.

It takes four to five years to prepare, and it takes four to five to eight years to cross countless thousands of miles to enter the battlefield. In addition, he still needs to enter the battlefield to gain military merit, which takes a lot of time.

It also takes a lot of time to turn the blood sacrifice energy into one's own strength.

And he probably won't live to the limit of three hundred years old. Most second-tier hero cat people are actually dead when they are two hundred and seventy or eighty years old.

There are only a handful of people who can live to be more than two hundred and ninety years old, and he doesn't have that hope at all.

All things considered, if no war breaks out within fifty years, even if a war breaks out, he will die of old age.

Under the threat of his life, his desire for war has now reached its peak.

Life and death are the things that life most desires and fears the most, and he will never allow himself to die in this glorious era.

He also wants to become the commander of thousands, the commander of ten thousand, the king of the race, the demigod, and even exalt the kingdom of God, ascend to the sky, and become that incomparably great existence.

How could he just die like this?

Looking at the somewhat crazy father in the cat's eyes, the little cat shrank its neck subconsciously.

He lowered his head and said, "I asked the great scholar, and he said that the race kings are already making preparations."

"As long as His Majesty the Emperor lets go, war will surely break out within ten years."

"only!"

"Why……!"

Regardless of the little cat, Garnier also understands why the other party wants to...!

How difficult it is for His Majesty the Emperor to let go.

At the beginning, all the interest classes in the whole world, gods, saints, the will of the world and their powerful dependents all took action.

As a result, there is still no result.

There is still no war, and the world is peaceful.

After waiting for another 170 years, almost all the soldiers and captains under him were almost dead, leaving only two single seedlings, who were still like him. After a few years, they would turn into a cup of loess.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't pay attention to such a huge pressure back then.

Let alone now.

The kings of the race work hard, and it is really possible to work hard.

Most likely, it was mentioned once or twice when the three His Majesties were collecting blood sacrifices, and they didn't dare to do it later.

The corpses of the few race kings that were requested at the beginning have not been taken down yet, and the race kings who are afraid of death are now extraordinarily conscientious.

"Then what should I do?"

"I only have less than fifty years left to live. If I drag it on, your father will die."

Garnier looked at his daughter with sad eyes.

It has been more than a hundred years, such a long time, so many of his sons, only this daughter has become a scholar.

As for the other cubs, although one or two became priests, they were only first-order, and their lifespan was only about a hundred years, and they died of old age decades ago.

Now he only has this excellent cat daughter left.

Xiaohuamao looked at his father with sorrow in his anxious eyes, and made up his mind instantly.

Although her father starved her when she was a child, it was a last resort. At least at that time, she did not starve to death.

After that, she entered the medium-sized castle of Chief Wanfu to study, and the other party also used a knife to force her to study hard, which made her grow to the present level.

Now that her father is dying of old age, she can't ignore what she says.

"Father, don't worry. I'll ask the great scholar when I engrave the runes tomorrow."

"Master University Scholar is a student of the legendary saint of our cat family, he must be able to propose to the legendary saint."

"Legendary sages will help to mention it, it must be more useful than those race kings."

Seeing that he was determined to help his daughter even if he sacrificed part of his future.

Garnier couldn't help but shed cat tears.

The big cat and the kitten hugged each other, and Garnier cried like a child, crying into a ball in the arms of the little cat.

the next afternoon.

The catman university scholar who presided over the construction of this battleship looked at the students who asked him for war in front of him.

The cat's head has grown quite a bit.

With helplessness in his tone, he said: "His Majesty the Emperor said that within a thousand years, he will not break out of war."

"It's only been about two hundred years now, not even one-fifth of the time."

"It is impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to agree!"

"Even if my teacher, the legendary sage of the catman, suggested it, the result would still be the same."

"You should go back!"

He also wants to break out of war. With the sufficient number of supernatural beings in knowledge, the resources of the entire dragon alliance are no longer tilted towards them.

And without the support of the entire Dragon Alliance, regardless of whether it is a scholar, a university student or a legendary saint, the amount of resources can basically maintain his extraordinary level unchanged.

If you want to go up, it's impossible.

The energy of the blood sacrifice has long been divided up, and every portion of the energy of the blood sacrifice is owned by the owner. They have no military achievements, and now they can only barely survive on the blood sacrifice wages brought by the manufacture of warships.

These people with extraordinary knowledge now very much need the extraordinary resources brought by military exploits.

But now, reason tells them that it is impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to agree to the outbreak of war.

After all, most of the blood sacrifice energy that His Majesty the Emperor harvests every year cannot be digested and can only be stored.

Consumption and harvest are not directly proportional at all, and if there are too many extraordinary resources, then you are slowly turning yourself into a gift package of extraordinary resources.

Isn't this inviting disaster for yourself?

Therefore, it is almost impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to break out of war until his consumption is directly proportional to his income.

The little cat looked at the university student who was unwilling to speak to his teacher, gritted his cat's teeth and said leisurely: "Master university student, you have lived for more than two hundred years, and the early university students of our cat people clan, at most You can only live for seven hundred years."

"You only have five hundred years left, but His Majesty still needs about eight hundred years to start a war."

"If what you said is true, then we will all die of old age and leave this splendid world."

"Now we, Tier 2 powerhouses are still alive, and can form countless Tier 2 extraordinary legions."

"And when my father and I died, how many of the three billion extraordinary people would be left? Twenty million or thirty million."

"In the end, without the help of my father's group of elite second-tier fighters who were killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood."

"In the future, it will be impossible to initiate a war in advance."

"Now, while my father and the others are still alive, they can still form a second-tier extraordinary army, possessing demigod-level combat power."

"Being able to rely on power to influence Chief Wan and even the kings of the races will allow wars to break out with a certain probability."

"And when my father and the others died, the war broke out ahead of time, and those chiefs and race kings who possessed almost unlimited extraordinary resources and could extend their life spans to more than a thousand years would risk their lives to seek His Majesty?"

"What should you third-order powerhouses do?"

This time, she did it for her father and herself.

If the war does not break out, whether it is her father or her, or the university student in front of him, as well as the first, second and third ranks of the Dragon Alliance, all of them will die of old age.

It's a fight for life!

The catman scholar was silent.

He thought for a while, and found that what his student said was true.

Now there are only 300 million military merit recipients left in the Dragon Alliance. As for the other 2.7 billion superhumans with military merit, because they are only Tier 1, they have long since died of old age.

If the remaining 90% of the second-tier powerhouses die of old age, the remaining third-tier powerhouses will not be able to influence the kings of the race.

In the end, everyone will die of old age.

Looking at such a dark future.

The catman scholar took a deep look at the little cat, and said solemnly: "You won, you convinced me, I think about the future too well."

"Please don't worry, this time, I will do everything I can to get the legendary saint of our cat people to ask for war."

Looking at the determined catman scholar, the little cat lowered its head deeply.

months later.

The catman university scholar, who has contacted more than a thousand university scholars from the entire cat clan, silently came to the palace of the only legendary saint of their cat clan.

They lined up neatly and looked sad.

This time, nothing else, just to survive.

The metal gate engraved with countless epic heroes in the history of the cat people slowly opened, and the legendary saint of the cat people sat on a high throne.

Looking at the more than a thousand university students of his own clan below, after taking a deep look at them, he shouted in a rather unfriendly tone: "What do you want?"

"They even united to persecute your teacher!"

"Did you eat panda gall?"

The vast extraordinary coercion, accompanied by the roar of the legendary sage of the cat man, ruthlessly pressed on the hearts of every cat man scholar present.

But they persisted one by one, and looked at the legendary saint of cat people without hesitation.

What's wrong with them just trying to survive?

A catman scholar at the forefront said loudly: "We don't do anything else, just to survive!"

"We have made so many contributions to the cat people, and those centurions and thousand commanders have also made so many contributions to the cat people."

"The cat people owe us something, we just want to live."

"What's wrong?"

The righteous roar was transmitted to the ears of every catman scholar.

Anger rose in the eyes of each of them.

The will of united will began to condense, and slowly, a huge thousand-meter cat human extraordinary body dressed in scholar's clothing slowly condensed.

At this moment, the combined power of more than a thousand cat people scholars is comparable to the peak of a demigod.

The coercion of the legendary saint was swept away in an instant, and then he was firmly pressed on the throne.

The face of the legendary saint of cat people was flushed with anger.

I am your teacher.