Everything that happened in Kunsa Empire was too sudden.

The destruction of the Wind Gods and the Giant Gods, the destruction of the Senate, and the young marshal integrated all the troops in the empire, preparing just in case.

However, the development of the next thing made the young marshal feel extremely troubled.

The front line is tight.

Bai led a large number of super soldiers to fight back twice, causing heavy casualties in the Kunsa Empire. Even Marshal Mei'er was seriously injured. If it weren't for several transcendent chaos beasts who fought to protect Marshal Mei'er, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Bai was afraid that he would not be there, and the Chaos Beast sneaked into the glory of the Empire, so he did not pursue and attack, so Marshal Mei'er survived.

What surprised Marshal Meier was that Rolf actually fought bravely, and was abnormal and fought with Star Fish. Although he was defeated in the end and was seriously injured, Marshal Meier also looked at him differently.

The army was defeated twice in a row, and the morale of the army was shaken. Marshal Mei'er had to ask for help from the country.

The distance between the two big worlds is too far. If it were not forbidden, she really wouldn't want to do this.

After receiving the news about Marshal Meier, the young marshal could only complain secretly. Marshal Meier didn't know that there was turmoil in the Kunsa Empire, and it was difficult for the remaining troops to protect themselves, let alone support.

"It seems that I can only ask for help from the Chaos Beast!" The young marshal murmured to himself.

Soon, the blade demon came to the young marshal.

"Marson Marshal, is there anything wrong?" The Blade Demon was still cold, as if he had no personal emotions at all.

"Mr. Blade Demon, I have sent you Xingchen's location. When will you set out to help me solve this hidden danger? Our Kunsa Empire is very grateful! If you need any help, I will not refuse!" The young marshal said enthusiastically.

"Don't worry, I'm just waiting for the opportunity!" said the Blade Demon calmly.

It is impossible to say that it is not in a hurry. The young marshal never expected that the Kunsa Empire had been attacked from the back and forth. If he didn't take action quickly, he would have to withdraw the army of the Star Realm. He wasted so much energy and he would have gained nothing in the end. He would have lost a lot.

The Blade Demon always observed the expression of the young marshal. She also knew that the current situation in the Kunsa Empire was very dangerous, but she had not taken action for a long time because of the mysterious temple.

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally the young marshal sighed. After all, he had something to ask for.

"Please ask the Blade Demon Commander to make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad for you and me!" said the young marshal.

"Don't worry! I'm responsible!" The Blade Demon turned around and left.

Only the young marshal was left alone in the office.

Who would have thought that Xingchen alone would cause a bloody storm in the Kunsa Empire? It seems that the prophet's statement at that time was correct and he could no longer leave it alone.

"At this point, I can only ask for instructions on the temple!" The young marshal murmured to himself.

The Blade Demon returned to the Chaos Beast's garrison site Dongge was waiting for her.

"I'm back!" The blade demon's small body suddenly hit Dongge's arms, and a "huh" sound came from his throat, like a tired kitten.

"How are you talking?" Dong Ge asked gently stroked the Blade Demon's hair.

"Xingchen's strength is unfathomable, and the temple of Kunsa Empire has been reluctant to show up, so I naturally won't act rashly! Let's see who is anxious in the end?" said the Blade Demon.

Only in front of Dongge can the Blade Demon show a little emotion.

Dongge didn't want the Blade Demon and Xingchen to fight. After all, Xingchen's killing origin was really terrible. Just look at the injuries on the Chaos Core.

"We must not be in a hurry to deal with Xingchen, and we must make a long-term plan!"

"Well, let's find a way!"

...

Alliance of Hundred Tribes.

After experiencing the war between the giant gods, all races tasted the sweetness, and some races couldn't wait for the next battle.

Only the top leaders of the Golden Winged Humans and Pig-Headed Man felt something was wrong. Raldo suddenly lost his trace in the past few days, no one was seen alive or corpse dead, which was strange. Jin Ling'er even hid in the room, rarely seeing people, and only occasionally issued some irrelevant orders.

But despite their doubts, they did not dare to raise any objections to Xingchen, and their fear of Xingchen had already taken root in their hearts.

Xingchen doesn't have time to care about these messy things. She now has more than a dozen plane cores in her hand, and is selecting strong people from various races to absorb these plane cores.

Although the reinforced army dare not say that it will defeat the army of the Thirteen tribes, as long as it has the power to fight, the rest will naturally be solved by Xingchen.

In this way, the three forces had been peaceful for more than two months.

Finally, the young marshal couldn't help but prepare to take action.

Last time I met the temple, I was beaten out before I even entered the gate.

The young marshal was also secretly amazed in his heart. The two guards who looked at the gate were so powerful, and it seemed that the temple was indeed well-known.

Finally, the young marshal summoned the remaining soldiers of the thirteen tribes and formed an army of about 200,000.

He knew that it was far from enough to deal with Xingchen and others, but using these troops to deal with the Hundred Tribes Alliance was too proud of them.

It's a coincidence that Xingchen was not here tonight, and there were some mobs in the Hundred Tribes Alliance. They thought that Xingchen was in the Kunsa Empire and did not dare to act rashly. Who knew that that night, the young marshal led a large army to attack them fiercely.

The patriarchs in the camp had no opponents with the young marshal, and they ended up having suffered heavy casualties.

Xingchen took everything through Jin Ling'er's eyes, but did not take action, and kept watching coldly.

She controlled Jin Ling'er's body and attacked directly at the Young Marshal. However, the Young Marshal just waved his hand and "dead" Jin Ling'er who was already dead again.

The Golden Winged Humans around them were heartbroken but powerless.

The young marshal succeeded in one blow and dared not fight. He led his army to leave the camp of the Hundred Tribes Alliance.

It was not until the young marshal's army completely evacuated that Xingchen walked out slowly.

Looking around, corpses are everywhere.

Several patriarchs of the Hundred Tribes Alliance burst into tears when they saw Xingchen coming back, and Xingchen was upset.

"What a ghost howl! My father is dead!" Xingchen shouted.

These patriarchs stopped crying.

"Leader, look, more than half of the soldiers of our tribe were killed or injured, and I'm afraid there is no way to continue..." An old man with a head and a rat body looked at Xingchen pitifully.

A sword light flashed, and the old man's head and head were different.

Xingchen held a big sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he swept away the remaining patriarchs: "Those who are in chaos in the morale of the army will be killed without mercy!"

These tribe leaders seemed to fall into an ice hole, silent. Many people already regretted joining this alliance. After all, their original intention was to gain benefits, not to die.

However, Xingchen's rule method was only tough, which was even more terrifying than the Kunsa Empire. Anyone who disobeyed Xingchen's will would die. These people could only live in the shadow of Xingchen tremblingly.

In this battle, the total number of members of the alliance was wiped out by one-third, and several clan leaders died in battle. For the Golden Winged Humans, Jin Ling'er's death was also a huge blow. That was the last royal bloodline of the Golden Winged Humans, and it was cut off like this.

Of course, no one knows that this is a good show directed and acted by Xingchen.

Now these ordinary soldiers have been scared by the army of the Thirteen Tribes. If the Thirteen Tribes attack again, these mobs will definitely become a bunch of lambs to be slaughtered.

However, this is exactly the result Xingchen wants. No matter how the Hundred Tribes Alliance and the Thirteen Tribes fight, they will lose the power of the Kunsa Empire.

"The patriarch of the Golden Winged Human Tribe died in this battle. It is necessary to select a powerful patriarch as soon as possible!" Xingchen ordered.

Several elders of the Golden Winged Human Clan came to Xingchen: "Master, the bloodline of the clan leader has been cut off now. How should we choose the clan leader? Please make clear!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xingchen is preparing to further control the Golden Winged Humans through this Golden Winged Humans’ re-selecting tribe.

"This is simple. From the crowd, select the strongest warrior as the patriarch!"

"This..." An old man was puzzled. After all, a real leader did not rely on force, but on leadership ability, command, cohesion, and personal charm. If the force alone was strong, he might become a powerful king.

"That's it! The time is set the day after tomorrow. All the Winged Humans who are confident in their strength can participate!" Xingchen's voice was unquestionable.

The old man was shocked, because Xingchen was not talking about the Golden Winged Humans, but the Winged Humans. This means that outsiders will participate?

Thinking of this, the old man felt sad!

"Class leader, you misread this person! Her ambition is much bigger than you imagined!" the old man wailed in his heart.

However, no one in the Hundred Race Alliance dares to disobey Xingchen's intentions.

The elders of the Golden Winged Human Clan had to agree.

However, this order was supported by the vast majority of young people in the Golden Winged Human Clan. The Golden Winged Human Clan has a strict hierarchy, and it is difficult to reach the sky if you want to be promoted to the top, but now Xingchen has given them a chance to reach the sky in one step.

Suddenly, the entire Golden Winged Human Clan was in full swing.

Other races, watch coldly.

...

The young marshal returned triumphantly with his army, and the people on the main plane welcomed him, but the young marshal's face was never full of joy.

"Although this time it hurts the enemy, it's..."

But he never saw Xingchen, which made him feel unsure.

"What is this crazy woman thinking in her heart?" the young marshal murmured to himself.

"You are stupid and have been trapped!" The Blade Demon silently came to the young marshal: "This is the drainage of the firewood from the cauldron! The Kunsa Empire is formed by many races, and the Thirteen tribes are the leader! Now, Xingchen leads other races to resist the Thirteen tribes. No matter who loses and who wins, the final winner is Xingchen."

"If the Hundred Tribes Alliance wins, it will be possible to eliminate the Thirteen Tribes. In this way, the Kunsa Empire will be in name only!"

"If the Thirteen Clans win, hundreds of millions of lives in the Kunsa Empire will die under the Thirteen Clans, and the people will be lost! Do you understand if I say that?"
Chapter completed!