Chapter 611 Conjecture on the Origin of Humanity Michaelela Awakens

With the desperate roar of the last locust god before his death, Morea cut off its head, and the hell purgator Miles also smirked and pulled out its soul, and then used its talent The ability to condense it into a crystal of the soul.

"Go and surrender!" Morea looked at the Locust Legion who had experienced three years of war below. They had just witnessed the whole process of this shocking change. Their supreme ruler became a super beast, and their commander They were beheaded on the spot, and the legends of the locust people who were regarded as gods by them all fell.

Fear, daze, despair, fear... All kinds of negative emotions shrouded the hearts of these tens of millions of locusts.

"Kill all those who don't want to surrender!" Morea gave a seemingly ruthless order. This is what a ruler should do. To exploit the resources of this world in the future, it must be his dragons, or giants, or even lower-strength humans to preside over supervision, leaving behind locusts who hate him. man, this is the greatest irresponsibility to his followers.

His kindness and kindness should be towards those giants who fight for him, those followers who will pay for him all their lives, not these otherworldly humanoid bugs.

They look so pitiful only because they are weak, they are defeated, and when they are strong and dominate the seven small worlds around them, how arrogant they are, using intelligent creatures as livestock.

Of course, it can't be said that they did wrong. This is their right to be victors. They are nothing more than the weak, but they treat the surrounding intelligent races like this, so don't resent Morea for degrading all of them to slave races now. Let them go mining alchemy.

This is what they have done to other races, and now Morea just makes them suffer the same treatment, it's fair, at least that's what Morea thinks.

"Follow your orders!" The ancient green dragon and the hell purgatory Myers directly took orders. This is what they are best at and what they like to do the most. In the main world, Morea firmly does not allow them to release their instincts and slaughter.

As a result, a massacre broke out in the world of Soros locusts. Steel battleships cruised around the world, five-colored dragons hovered in the sky, and various giants walked between locust cities with their pets. Follow Moria's orders and kill all those who disobey.

From the day that the giant army of Morea began to sweep the world, the civilization of the locusts can end, and they will lose the inheritance of knowledge, because Morea will deprive everything, and then put it in Sinap as his collection in the library.

However, although the locust race has lost the racial inheritance, they have the opportunity to continue, as the identity of the Morian slaves, because of the needs of Moria, or Xenapus.

When I began to accept the eight worlds,

The fatal weakness of the legion under Morea's command was exposed. Their number is too small, and all the beasts with wisdom are just over a million.

This number, relative to a kingdom, is not bad, but for the world, it is nothing at all. Therefore, Morea can only wantonly recruit those intelligent races oppressed by the locust tribe, as their servant races, to assist in management.

But even so, it's far from enough, because in the seven worlds around Soros world, not every world has bred intelligent races, and some are still in the primitive and wild era, not to mention, the locust civilization is in the process of conquest Among them, there were many slaughtered native creatures, and there were not many intelligent creatures who could respond to Morea's call.

There are not enough managers, let alone cultivators who mine resources, so it is imperative to turn the locust tribe into a mining slave tribe.

The growth of a powerful creature, a force, or even a race is at the expense of oppressing the surrounding environment and creatures, and race. Because resources are limited, if you have more, others will naturally have less. This is a matter of course. .

"It seems to encourage the birth of Xenapus. We also need to consider the issue of expropriation of humans." Sitting in the re-established Palace of Gods and Kings, Morea sighed. He had already deeply felt the shortage of manpower. troubles to come.

As a result, Morea had the idea of ​​​​activating humans and forming a legion to serve him. After all, the giants under his command really don't have to expect too much in a short period of time.

Among all the races that are particularly capable of birth, humans are among the best in terms of potential. Low-level monster races such as kobold goblins are indeed more capable of birth than humans, but what is the use? To be used as cannon fodder, Morea felt unqualified.

After the human body is initially developed and perfected, it is very good for a race that can be in heat all year round. With the support of sufficient resources, it can have a huge base in a short period of time, and then based on this, it is possible to filter out A good enough individual to form a virtual air force to assist him.

"Human beings feel like they exist for war. Although their life spans are short, some excellent individuals can have extremely high power levels in a short period of time.

And even if there is a mass death for some reason, as long as a few people survive, they can recover in a very short time with their fertility.

In addition, the human race seems to be able to carry the bloodline of any kind of powerful creature, a feature that other races do not have. "

Morea was lost in thought, and never thought of it before, but now, once he pondered deeply, he could find some terrifying details, "The human race is so abnormal, through special means, they even have the blood of the Titans. can carry.

If a powerful race is on the brink of extinction, then through humans, a large number of Asians can be developed, and then the best individuals among them can be selected, and finally converted into pure blood, so that the crisis of genocide can be directly eliminated. .

Blood races can transform humans into their own races, and the same is true for werewolves. Some powerful dragon warlocks can continuously purify their bloodlines. After reaching the limit, they are no different from giant dragons.

Such a race, how can it be seen that it was created artificially and naturally conceived, how could it be possible to give birth to such a species that is like a spare tire? "

One kind of guess after another appeared in Morea's mind, but Morea quickly shook her head and pressed her guess to the bottom of her heart, "These things have nothing to do with me, I just need to use human beings to carry any creature. characteristics of blood vessels.

I can transform the humans of Xenapus, implant dragon veins or giant blood for them, and form a large-scale army of dragonborn and half-giants, which can meet my needs in a short time. Let those humans exchange their military exploits for this opportunity! No one will cherish anything that is obtained for free. "

While thinking about it, Morea figured out how to develop the next step. The only worry now is when he will return to Xenapus and implement his ideas.

"How long will it take to complete the construction of the hyperspace hub?" Morea looked at Gladys beside him and asked the imperial princess who was more experienced than him.

"It will take about three years!" Gladys gave a number that made Morea feel a little pain in her head.

"I have already transferred all cloud giant spellcasters to build this superspace hub, why does it take so long?" Morea felt a little depressed.

According to the otherworld expedition process described by Gladys, the most time consuming to conquer another world is the time spent on the way to another world, and then the war time to conquer another world.

After laying down the world, returning to Erathia is the least expensive process. It is enough to build a hyperspace hub and forcibly create a space-time gap that can connect Erathia. When the materials are prepared, it usually takes one month to half a year. The waiting time is really short.

"You still lack a Legendary Mage to preside over the construction of the construction hub! Your Highness Moria!" Gladys explained helplessly, the general Void Expedition Corps will have at least one Legendary Mage, and all members like Moria will have at least one legendary Mage. Close combat, almost none.

"There's still a shortage of people! I'm barely considered a mage! Probably?" Morea touched her chin and said with some uncertainty. In terms of mental power and communication elements, Morea is very sure that he is no better than the real one. Legendary mage is poor, as for other aspects, he has not mastered even a real legendary spell.

"If Your Highness has the ability and wants to go back as soon as possible, then participate in the construction of the space-time hub!"

"I see!" Morea rubbed her nose, a half-hearted legendary mage, that is also a mage...

And when Morea bit the bullet and did something he had never tried before, in the boundless heaven, in a cloud city that was no different from a suspended continent, a thick beam of light shot up into the sky, a crimson blazing sky. Surrounded by fire, it is full of a sense of majesty.

When this beam of light rose into the sky, the angels who were fighting, playing, reading, talking, etc. in this cloud city stopped their activities, looked up at the beam of light, and then one after another One kneeled on one knee and offered the voice of praise shared by thousands of angels.

"It's too early!" Just as the city in the cloud was shrouded in praise from the angels, a heroic eight-winged blazing goddess looked up at the beam of light in the sky.

"Ilvester, is there anything wrong? I don't feel anything wrong with Micah's breath."

"She woke up too early, she only slept for five years, and she acquired that divinity more than that. According to her grandfather's prediction, she should have slept for about 20 years.

And now she just crossed the legendary barrier and forced herself to wake up, my sister, she can't wait? Can't wait even fifteen short years? "