Only My WeChat Group Chapter 396: The secret of racial luck
When they saw the slogans shouted by the orcs in unison, all human beings were shocked. Then, several selected human representatives stepped forward and gave a mage ceremony to Ji Long. "Sir, we human beings are willing to obey your rule and hope you accept us." They put their posture very low, this It was also to give Ji Long a step down. Although all three eighth-level strong men died, they knew that at least one late eighth-level strong would soon be reborn in the holy land. At that time, they can naturally re-decide their relationship with the orcs.
Ji Long looked at a few people, raised his hand and caught them, floating in the air. "You are still expecting those guys in the holy land to come out for you? You should know better than I do what they are doing now! If the people who don't fight are better to say, once they start the fight, how many people do you think will take care of you? ? And what do you see this is!" As Ji Long said, a shrinking Holy Land appeared in Ji Long's hands.
"This is!" Several people clearly recognized it, and this is their holy place. Although this is only a complex of buildings, it means that the holy land has been completely handed over to Ji Long. Those who go up to the magician and down to the civilians either obey Ji Long's orders or are completely excluded from the mainland civilization. Besides, it is not protected at all!
The fact of was placed before their eyes, which shocked them and felt extremely chilling at the same time. Those people are not just their predecessors, some are their elders and masters! At this moment, they knew that they had been abandoned. Perhaps in the eyes of those people, they are far from breaking through to the late eighth stage as important, and they have long since regarded all of the mages as their highest interests.
"How? Do you have anything else you want to say now?" Ji Long said with a smile, but there was a murderous intent in his eyes. Once they refused, he would shoot directly. Eliminate all the main human high-level people, and the remaining middle and low-level people, the former will not have the strength to resist, and the latter will not resist as long as they meet their basic needs and let them see some hope. The sacred place for the inheritance of the magician in Ji Long's hands is the best hope. With this, he can be sure that after killing the high-level magician, other people can truly submit to him.
"We, surrender!" Several people looked at each other and said in unison. They know that once they do not agree, there is absolutely only one end, and that is death. They are not afraid of death, but no one wants to die without a doubt. What's more, they feel that if they can live, they can get some good conditions for mankind in some things.
Ji Long nodded in satisfaction, and said to everyone, "Now go back to the main alliance city, and start working hard to transform it into my imperial city within a week!" After saying that, he flew back to the main alliance city first. The original main city was erased at will, then the holy land was changed back to its original size and fell on the ground and entered it. As for how they completed the construction of the imperial city outside, he didn't care.
came to the core of the inheritance, consciousness entered into it, and Ji Long began to absorb the knowledge and information of civilization that had been passed down for hundreds of millions of years. If you change to a person of level 7 strength, you will definitely be overwhelmed by the amount of information inside.
One week passed quickly. With the cooperation of the orcs, magicians and the remaining humans, the imperial city was built around the Holy Land. When the time came, Ji Long appeared above the imperial city, looked down at the imperial city below, and nodded very satisfied. A flash, appeared directly on the throne. The senior leaders of the orcs and magicians have been waiting here for a long time.
As soon as Ji Long appeared, they all knelt down and said in unison, "See my emperor!" Then, a neat voice came in. "See my emperor!" It was the voice made by everyone. At this moment, Ji Long felt a huge force of luck instilled in him. Closing his eyes and pondering for a while, he quickly understood the problem of luck.
This is the luck of a civilization. Originally, the fire of Urdola civilization carried the role of guiding the luck of civilization. But the first candidate, Aiguer, was killed by Jilong. Originally, after the death of Aiguer, the fire of civilization would be hidden, but it would guide civilization's luck into some suitable people, and then the civilization would begin. After a battle, until reunification, the one who has conquered other auras will become the new king, and the fire of civilization will appear at that time to complete its mission. But Aigur entrusted the fire of civilization to Ji Long before he died.
It's like a master dying. The inheritance is all left to his descendants, but the descendants also died when they came to receive the inheritance. His last wish before his death was to entrust the inheritance to another person. Although Ji Long is not a person recognized by the fire of civilization, it still chose Ji Long according to Aigul's last wish. However, it has also made its own approach, which is to first separate civilization luck and civilization inheritance, but it does not disperse civilization luck. If Ji Long can successfully unify the orcs and the human race, then the civilization and luck will naturally return to him. If it can’t, civilization will choose a new master, and this person will become Ji Long’s opponent, looking for opportunities to overthrow Ji Long’s rule and regain the fire of civilization.
Knowing all this, Ji Long also breathed a sigh of relief. After understanding the importance of civilized luck, he didn't dare to underestimate the role of luck. If someone really gets civilized luck, even if he has the strength of the middle of the eighth level, it will be difficult to beat the person with increased luck. It's not just a matter of time that the world is the same force, and they don't know how long it will take to fight each other, but there is still a civilization out there who is eyeing it!
"Everyone knows what kind of crisis our civilization is facing now! I want to tell you that we only have 50 years now. In these 50 years, we must try our best to cultivate new strong people. Develop technology, build space battleships and weapons. For the sake of a civilized future, we must win that battle! The knowledge of the Holy Land will be fully open and everyone can learn. The treatment of everyone is linked to the cultivation talent, and any talented person None of them can be given up. The twelve of you were members of the decision-making council when I was in retreat. The matter was voted on. If it still can't be resolved, come here and ask me." After speaking, Ji Long's figure disappeared. As he said just now, he is going to retreat for a period of time.
Fifty years is not long for Ji Long, but now he is blessed by the luck of the entire civilization, plus the knowledge inheritance from the entire magician civilization before, he already feels that he is about to Breakthrough ~IndoMTL.com~ Comparing with rights and so on, your own strength is the most important! Without strength, you can only enjoy the rights of these fifty years, and with strength, you can enjoy permanent rights!
Turan and Urdola have entered a state of resumption of preparation for battle. No matter which side they are, they are holding on to the current mentality of seizing the time to strengthen their own strength and waiting for the next war to defeat the other party. Therefore, the internal atmosphere on both sides is very good now.
With the addition of civilization and luck, Ji Long only took ten years to consolidate his own realm problem, and by the way, he digested the essence of civilization inheritance he obtained before, and one foot has reached the eighth level. Late.
In the main ship of Turan Fleet, Prince Feiqidi once again came to the place where the Grand Elder and the Second Elder retreat. Seeing that the two of them were still solving the energy problem in their bodies, they sighed and left here. Although at the time he didn't think forty years was long, but he was really irritated by living a boring life year after year.
"It would be great if we could break this state. In the face of greater strength, strategy is a joke!" Prince Feiqidi said, thinking of something, and then came to a secret laboratory.
"How's it going? Is the reconstructed gene still stable?" On the face of it, he is dealing with government affairs every day, but in fact he is still presiding over an experiment secretly.
In the glass cover of the experiment, there is a sleeping world beast!
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