Volume Four, Volume 11, Chapter 80: Poor Jin Linger
"Farewell forever!"
The words of the young marshal stunned many elders, and their eyes were full of fear and shock.
"You...you want to betray the empire..." The elder of the Thunder God clan roared angrily.
"You're thinking too much! I'm just helping the empire remove you pests!" The young marshal held his hands behind his back, looking leisurely.
"Guards! Guards! Guards! Where have they died!" The elder of the Fengshen clan shouted.
The Blade Demon came to the elder of the Feng Shen clan expressionlessly and crushed his neck.
These pampered veterans finally showed a panic look in the face of the threat of life, and they all ran away in all directions without caring about their majesty.
However, how could these people escape from the palm of the blade demon?
In an instant, all the elders died in the hands of the Blade Demon.
Blood stained the conference hall red.
From beginning to end, the young marshal watched coldly, without any intention of saving these borers.
"Okay! Now you can tell me where Xingchen is!" The Blade Demon came to the young marshal.
The young marshal sighed, his eyes full of sadness.
"I will tell you the location of Xingchen and all the data we have obtained, but I have a requirement! The plane of the empire is not allowed to be destroyed! This is the foundation of our survival!" said the young marshal.
The Thirteenth Elder has become cold, and now he is the most powerful person in the Kunsa Empire.
...
The Senate was destroyed.
This incident swept across the entire Kunsa Empire like a typhoon, and soon Xingchen also received news that the Senate was destroyed.
However, Xingchen was not at all happy, but was frowning.
"The leader of the alliance, the Senate was destroyed, but the power of the Thirteen Clans has been greatly weakened!" said Roaldo.
"What are you talking about? Fool, do you know how many of these idiots have helped us? I will not die sooner or later, but I will die at this time!" Xing Chen had an unknown premonition in his heart.
Although the Chaos Legion had arrived in the Kunsa Empire, Xingchen didn't know. She thought that the marshal general could not bear to the attack of these old antiques!
In contrast, the clan leaders of the Hundred Race Alliance smiled happily. The Giant God clan has a foundation and collection for millions of years. It is no exaggeration to say that even if these races divide these collections equally, they will have gained a huge amount of wealth.
Xingchen looked at these patriarchs and sighed helplessly. These mobs were really happy.
Anyway, as long as you get benefits, it is justice.
All these patriarchs think so.
"In a while, let all the patriarchs come to me, and I have something important to announce!" Xingchen said.
Although these patriarchs were blinded by the interests, they were still very afraid of Xingchen. When they heard Xingchen say this, they all calmed down and followed Xingchen to a clearing.
"I won't say much nonsense! Is it useful to conquer the Giant God City this time? Are you calling 666 next to you?" Xing Chen suddenly drank.
These patriarchs were so scared that they hurriedly sat upright.
"Leader, we can't blame us! It's really... the giant god clan is too powerful! We can't do anything about it!" said a patriarch.
"I also know that it is a bit unrealistic to let you fight against the Giant Gods! So I plan to set up a special army! Select elites from each race and train them. I believe that I will soon become an elite who can attack indisputably!" Xing Chen said
road.
Everyone looked at each other and felt that Xingchen was really talking to her sleep.
They have seen the combat power of the Giant God Clan, and they are definitely not opponents that can be defeated in short training. This is the racial gap.
No matter how hard a mouse works, it will never win a tiger. It's that simple truth.
But seeing Xingchen's swearing, he became more energetic one by one. Maybe Xingchen really has any way to make people stronger in a short period of time!
Looking at everyone's expectant gaze, Xingchen slowly took out several plane cores from his private space.
Jin Ling'er and Rodor's faces suddenly changed. They knew what the plane's core represents.
"This is absolutely not possible!" Jin Ling'er jumped out and shouted: "The core of the plane is the foundation of our Kunsa Empire. We must not absorb the core of the plane because of greed for temporary power! This is drinking poison to quench thirst!"
Sure enough, several patriarchs who knew what the plane core was looked ugly. No one expected that Xingchen would actually take out this thing.
Luo Er had some objections to Xingchen's opinion: "Leader, I know you want to destroy the Thirteen Clans, but this method... I can't agree with it!"
Xingchen was not angry, she also knew the importance of the plane core.
"Since you two disagree, let's take democratic measures! Vote! All the patriarchs present vote together!" Xingchen said.
As soon as this said, Jin Ling'er's face looked even more ugly. Most of the patriarchs here do not know the importance of the plane core and are easily fooled!
Sure enough, as soon as Xingchen finished speaking, a tribe leader of a small clan jumped out: "I support the leader! The most urgent task now is to kill the thirteen clans and let us liberate from oppression! As long as we can find strength, the means do not matter!"
Suddenly, there were a large number of remarks supporting him around, and only a few patriarchs with the importance of the plane's core looked gloomy and speechless. Although they wanted to object, their voices were quickly buried.
Jin Ling'er and Rodor gritted their teeth, especially Jin Ling'er, glared at Xingchen, without hiding at all.
Xingchen pretended not to see it.
In the next few days, many races finally realized how terrible the transformation of the plane's body was.
Each race selected one hundred elites, a total of tens of thousands, absorbing the power in the plane's core day and night.
The result was not unexpected. The strength of these soldiers increased at an unimaginable rate, and in just a few days, they could easily beat their patriarch.
Xingchen did not mean to make them invincible. As long as they could fight against the army of the Thirteen tribes, don't forget that there is a surprise soldier in Belitt, which may come in handy at critical moments.
When he met Bellet again, he might have been reborn.
"Xingchen! I have something to say to you!" Jin Ling'er came behind Xingchen and interrupted Xingchen's thoughts.
Since Xingchen allowed elite soldiers of all races to devour the core of the plane, Jin Ling'er has great prejudice against Xingchen.
Chapter completed!