National Juggernaut

Chapter 595 Black Sheep
World number 87215 (one star), nicknamed "Abandoned City and Black Wasteland", is actually quite famous in certain circles.

This is a gladiatorial world. Or, in the eyes of the residents of other worlds, this is a special world that is quite suitable as a battlefield.

Contrary to most people's expectations, the seemingly dirty and chaotic land here is extremely fertile, and the black land contains strange life rules. Most of the edible seeds are thrown into the wasteland, and they can easily survive with a little water.

This is a rich world with little shortage of food. But it may not be a good thing for the world itself.

Who are the aborigines of this world, what races and cultures they have, probably no longer can be tested. Too many races tried to occupy this fertile land, and as a result, it became the epitome of the arena of the gods.

Don't underestimate the attractiveness of food. The first element for the survival of most carbon-based races is still sufficient food supply. A world without worrying about famine has an irresistible temptation for most races.

And maybe the vigorous vitality is transmitted from the land to the crops, and then from the crops to the life itself. Long-term consumption of the crops here will allow the life to upgrade and evolve automatically. This is quite scary, and you can get the entire race without hunting. evolution.

Thus, this place became a battlefield, a melting pot of races, and the epitome and future of the Arena of the Gods.

"Chief", "Boss", "Company Boss", "Leader", "Speaker", technology, magic, psionics, warriors, there are too many strange regimes and powerful existences here.

But in the final analysis, it is actually a remnant of civilization that has been beaten and disabled, an isolated "tribe" in the modern world.

Most of the lives here shed their last drop of blood. Some people say that it is the sacrifice and blood sacrifice of infinite lives that makes the land here so fertile and makes the "fruit of life" that is rare elsewhere like Chinese cabbage here.

The evaluation given by human beings is one star, which is not only a guarantee of death, but also basically eliminates the possibility of large-scale groups and teams entering.

Perhaps this place is fertile enough, but judging from the world boss who has changed countless times, no one can occupy this world for a long time.

And the incomplete civilization "leaders" here are also competing for survival resources in various aspects, especially the right to use and occupy land. More land means more living space, and also means the number and upper limit of ethnic groups.

Such a world is not very attractive to the big clans. If the powerful individuals among them need the resources here, they can enter alone, and if the clans settle in on a large scale, they are also worried about becoming a "wound" that keeps bleeding. Like the Middle East where wars continued in the old days.

Perhaps, the intensity of the conflict was not high, and the warring parties did not seem to be very strong, but it was basically impossible for the empire to take the initiative to please it, as if it had been cursed by "war".

But recently, the world has not been very peaceful.

"Have you heard? Forging City was destroyed, and no one survived."

"Isn't that a powerful group, their king? The attackers are those fluffy monsters again?"

"Yes, no idea where they came from."

Perhaps the times are repeating themselves again, and the original "stable" balance has been broken again. It seems that a new ethnic group is challenging the old order, and the overlords of the old era and their territories are constantly falling.

The weird thing is not the challengers themselves. The boss who occupies the fertile land here often receives various challenges and war requests. The weird thing is that the group of attackers is not in this world, and they don't know where they came from. .

They look like a floating meat ball, furry and weirdly cute, but they are good at using all kinds of strange telekinetic powers and technological weapons, appearing suddenly and disappearing suddenly.

Such weird hairball creatures attack all non-native creatures they see, and fight with the local ethnic groups, but when they die, even the corpses disappear without a trace.

They do not occupy the largest "treasure" land here, but are like wandering wild robbers, taking away all the "man-made objects" they see.

Even if it is a mess of technology, psychic power, and I think about creations, even if they are a pile of garbage in the eyes of local residents, they will not pack them away.

As time goes by, the frequency of appearance and departure of these attackers is increasing at a high speed, and the reality of killing them for nothing has made the local residents feel bored, and vaguely, they even have the taste of a public enemy of the world.

"Ten more sheep died? Are those meatballs again?"

"Yes, dozens of them came last night, and they accidentally put them back into the sheepfold. They dismantled the sheep shed, the feed pen and the stove. They found these sheep in the morning so cold."

The Black Sheep Tribe is located in the plateau mountain region, which is also the coldest region in this already cold night world.

And among the mountains, it also means that they don't have much land suitable for planting. This is a remote area of ​​the world, often inhabited by some weak races, or the remnants of the losers in the competition of big clans.

Mountain tribes like the Black Sheep Tribe are not so much independent tribes as they are a mixture of the dead species of many races. The name of the Black Sheep Tribe comes from the fact that they are good at raising livestock.

There are quite a few of them, but they are willing to be trapped among the mountains and have no intention of actively attacking other ethnic groups.

There is no doubt that such tribes are a minority in the entire world, and most ethnic groups are really marginalized, and they will choose to rob rather than make a living on their own.

In this world, the pursuit of peace equals weakness (not daring to fight), but the Black Sheep Tribe has not perished so far, because its chief, the "Black Goat King", is a well-known strongman in this area. It is said that the black goat The swarm is what she brings, it's one of her supernatural abilities.

But now, the "sheep king" is troubled by the loss of his own tribe.

The cold winter is approaching, but the food reserves are not enough. Do I have to go down the mountain again to become a robber to borrow food?Last time, I caused the encirclement and suppression of the ten clans. This time, I want to challenge the alliance of the entire old city?
".Those bastard hairballs, I'm going to sleep in the sheepfold tonight!"

Her subordinates talked badly and persuaded her to go out.

But after a while, the angry sheep king held up his "throne" and blocked it at the exit of the sheep pen.

The continuous loss of the ethnic group made her very angry. The ruby-like steel left eye was emitting a cold red light, and the steel mechanical arm on the right arm crushed the steel skull on the throne without thinking.

Even the two horns on the back of the forehead are emitting black flames. One of the horns is still broken.

(End of this chapter)