Medical Sovereign

"No, no, that old lunatic is not that simple. He must have someone behind him. He must not go out. I don't want to end up like Jimiya."

Allen was so frightened that he shook his head like a rattle.

When Misri said this, his heart felt a little hairy, and his eyes revealed a thoughtful look: "Since the old lunatic left behind his saber intent, it means that he has really left. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we must not miss it. Do you think he can keep this terrifying sword intent without limit?"

The horror in Alan's eyes has not faded, but he feels that what Misri said is not unreasonable. After all, according to common sense, the more powerful something is, the more expensive it is to use, and it is impossible to have no restrictions.

And this kind of saber intent that can instantly destroy the body of the God Transformation powerhouse, the old lunatic may have to pay a lot of price to leave one, and the possibility of leaving the second is simply slim.

But people like the old lunatic can't be judged by common sense. Alan's fear of him comes from the depths of his soul. Although he was a little moved, he still struggled and said: "Then what if he leaves the second and third? "

"Before, Jimmys was arrogant and insisted on going out by himself, but now we can send some cannon fodder to try it out."

Misri has recovered from his fear, and said with confidence.

Allen's eyes lit up, he patted his forehead and said excitedly: "Yeah, why did I forget that there seems to be a story about track and field horse racing in the history of the aborigines, we can definitely send some low-level tribesmen to kill his backhands .”

"In this case, we will send someone to investigate now."

Seeing that Allen agreed with him, Misri immediately smiled in relief.

It's not that he has to ask Allen's consent to implement his plan, but this kind of temptation is likely to kill many people.

Even the low-level clansmen are clansmen, and the clansmen are related to each other, and the relationship is intricate. His arbitrary words are likely to cause dissatisfaction among some high-level clansmen.

But if Allen agrees, the situation will be different. When the three leaders were severely injured in Jimia, the decisions made by their two highest leaders are the highest resolutions, and no one dares to disagree.

Jimiya's tragic situation has long spread throughout the secret realm, and those low-level tribesmen who were treated as cannon fodder are not stupid, knowing that they are likely to end up in a more miserable end than Jimiya.

But despite their reluctance, Misri and Allen stood on the moral high ground and made a big promise, saying that they sacrificed for the fate of the ethnic group and that the ethnic group would take care of their families, so they could only grit their teeth With a fluke mentality, I tremblingly walked out of the secret realm to investigate.

There was no response within a radius of one kilometer, and the cannon fodder calmed down a little.

Two kilometers... Three kilometers... Ten kilometers... Twenty kilometers... Fifty kilometers...

The hearts of the cannon fodders were finally back to reality, and they happily ran back to report that the danger had been resolved.

Misri and Allen were overjoyed, and rewarded these cannon fodders, and immediately organized manpower to prepare for the migration. When the news spread, the entire ethnic group was jubilant, all beaming, preparing for the migration of the ethnic group.

After all, although the secret realm is good, the place is only that big. They don't want to be trapped here for the rest of their lives. The outside world may be helpless, but it must be more exciting.

The elite soldiers gathered quickly, and under the leadership of the leaders of the major legions, they marched out of the secret realm with great arrogance and continued to spread around the secret realm to prevent other accidents.

Misri and Alan were in high spirits, and the joy of being out of trouble made them look at each other and laugh.

A cold light flashed in Misri's eyes, and he gritted his teeth

Grinding his teeth, he said: "The Goddess organization lied to us and trapped our people here for thousands of years.

It is time to recover this blood debt. "

"That's right, this time our family is out of trouble, we must pay with blood and kill all these humble natives, but, that old lunatic is so difficult, how should we deal with it?"

Alan's face was full of excitement one moment, but fear appeared on his face the next moment, and he said worriedly.

"Don't worry, after we find a safe place to stay, we will immediately let the tribe disperse and mix among the natives, and then we will find a way to get in touch with the ancestral land, open the space channel, and send immortal powers to fight against the will of heaven in the three realms. , as long as there is no suppression of the will of the Three Realms, with our cultivation base, a mere old lunatic is not an ant that can be crushed to death."

Misri had planned for a long time, and said with confidence.

"Okay, as long as the cultivation base is not suppressed, I can crush the old madman's ant with one finger."

Allen hated the old lunatics as much as he was afraid of them. They were powerful men at the pinnacle of transforming gods, but they had been blocked by a mere holy martial ant for forty years. How could he not feel that way? Aggrieved.

"There is also that damn god-descendant organization that tricked us into this damn secret realm and sealed it up for thousands of years. The most hateful thing is that they are so bold that they dare to use our people as guinea pigs for genetic experiments. It's unforgivable."

Misri gritted his teeth and said.

Speaking of hatred, although he also hates the old lunatic, he hates the Goddess Organization even more. They came to the Three Realms through the weak point left when Kunpeng opened the space. They wanted to conquer this world, but they did not expect that when passing through the space channel, The terrifying power of time and space caused heavy losses to their million-strong army, and less than a hundred thousand people survived to reach the Three Realms.

Coupled with the rejection and suppression of alien races by the will of the Three Realms, their cultivation was greatly restricted.

Just when they were about to find a place to heal their wounds before launching a war, the Goddess organization took the initiative to find them and negotiated a deal, willing to provide them with a secret realm that would not be suppressed by the heavens for them to recuperate, but they needed their help to take two chemical The blood sample of a strong man at the peak of the divine realm.

How could the rebellious black-blooded plague tribe be willing to make deals with the humble natives? The fierce fighting between the two sides, however, although their cultivation level was much higher than that of the members of the god-descendant organization, because they were alien races, they were subject to the will of heaven. The strong suppression and rebound, and when passing through the space channel, almost all of them were injured.

In this situation of ebb and flow, even though there are many strong people in the black blood epidemic clan, there is no way for the god-descendant organization, which occupies the right time, place and people, to end up killing one thousand enemies and harming eight hundred.

In the end, the leader of the Black Blood Plague Clan saw that there were only more than 60,000 people left in the group with less than 100,000 troops, and basically all of them were injured. This kind of loss was beyond their ability, so they had no choice but to report to the Goddess organization Compromise and agree to their request.

When they first entered the secret realm, the Goddess organization was still polite to them, but they did not expect that after they successfully obtained the blood samples of the two peak transformation gods, the Goddess organization immediately turned ruthless and sealed the secret realm where they were hiding. Let them become caged beasts.

It is not without any confidence that the black-blood plague tribe dared to enter the secret realm. They were accompanied by a god master who was proficient in sealing techniques, and they didn't take it seriously when the secret realm was sealed.

However, they still underestimated the Goddess organization after all. The seal turned out to be an ancient seal, filled with terrifying sealing power, and even the Divine Seal Master could not crack it in a short time.

Even so, the Black Blood Plague Clan didn't take it seriously, after all, they needed time to heal their injuries, and when their injuries healed, it was almost time for the Divine Seal Master to break the seal.

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The development of the situation was completely beyond their expectations. The ancient seal was closed to the inside and not to the outside, which meant that although they couldn't get out, the Goddess organization could enter the secret realm at any time.

It's just that when they knew this, it was already too late. The few divine seal masters who were already in the minority were unsuspectingly sneaked into the secret realm and killed by a powerful member of the divine descendant organization, making it impossible to break the seal.

There is no reason to guard against thieves only if you are a thief for a thousand days. The Black Blood Epidemic Clan angrily stepped up their vigilance, but the Goddess organization seemed to have expected it, and disappeared for a long time.

After a long period of time, the black-blooded epidemic tribe was tired physically and mentally, so they relaxed their vigilance, knowing that they might not be able to get out in a short time, and began to formulate a plan to reproduce the population, using the few female soldiers accompanying the army as reproductive tools, and began to reproduce Living, increasing population.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, the powerful members of the Goddess organization sneaked in again, abducted all the newborns and teenagers of the black-blooded plague tribe, and carried out some genetic experiments, which made the black-blooded plague tribe furious, but there was nothing they could do. Secretly strengthen the guard.

But the Goddess organization is very ghostly, and it will disappear for several years, but when it appears, it must be when the black blood plague tribe has completely relaxed their vigilance, and they continue to take their descendants away.

The Black Blood Plague Clan is angry. The Goddess organization is going to cut them off. After urgent discussions, all newborns will be protected in a centralized manner. At any time, there must be at least ten Black Blood Plague Clans by their side. Warrior protection.

Sure enough, in this way, it will be much more difficult for the Goddess organization to take away newborns, and it will also damage many powerful people in the secret realm.

Just as the Black Blood Plague Clan was celebrating wildly, the Goddess organization suddenly changed its strategy and killed those female warriors, causing the Black Blood Plague Clan, which was already seriously unbalanced between yin and yang, to fall into a serious reproductive crisis.

Just when the Black Blood Plague Race was in panic, the Goddess organization unexpectedly sent a large number of human women.

The love between men and women is the way of heaven and earth. Although the black-blooded plague tribe realizes that this is a conspiracy of the god-descendant organization and wants to use human women to gradually dilute their blood of the black-blooded plague tribe, but in the secret realm where yang flourishes and yin declines, , they have no choice at all, they cannot refuse the temptation of the human woman.

Fortunately, they were not without any preparations. They had already protected the surviving purebred black-blood plague women as national treasures, and specially bred purebred bloodlines for the strongest in their group.

Misri, Alan and others are the pure blood of the ethnic group. Such pure blood has an extraordinary status in the ethnic group and enjoys the best resources and cultivation environment. produced in the blood.

But in this way, the black-blood plague tribe has pure blood and mixed blood, and the base of the mixed-blood tribe is extremely large, accounting for more than 80% of the entire tribe, and the pure-blood plague tribe even 2%. Less than ten.

Strong fortresses are often conquered from the inside. It has to be said that the Goddess organization is very poisonous and wants to create their internal conflicts without bloodshed to weaken their overall strength.

There is a class division within the Black Blood Epidemic Clan, and a few people inform the majority, the consequences can be imagined.

Historically, people of mixed race had rioted many times because of unfair treatment. If it wasn’t for pure blood, they would enjoy the best resources, practice the best skills, and have the highest chance of being strong. If it is suppressed with powerful force, the pure-blood people may have perished long ago.

But this has also caused the population of the Black Blood Plague Clan to drop sharply, and the chances of the strong being born are also decreasing. If this continues, sooner or later they will perish themselves.