"There is a big problem with the racial level of the filthy land, and sooner or later something will happen!"

Jiang Yang said with a smile, through the few words of the system, he also understood the system of the filthy land.

In this so-called filthy land, there is a strict racial hierarchy, such as high races and low races.

Through the comparison between star seeds and demons, it is true that the higher races are much stronger than the lower races, no matter in all aspects.

But in Jiang Yang's view, the so-called racial distinctions are actually meaningless, and the system has revealed the truth of the filthy land in obscure ways.

The so-called racial hierarchy does not exist, it is just that several races used various means to occupy resources and squeeze the rest of the races when the resources of the Filth Land were the most abundant.

There is no limit to the evolution of life, but the evolution of life must consume resources, at least if you want to evolve in a short time, you need to consume resources.

And the concept of this short time is very big, it may be thousands of years, and it may be tens of thousands of years.

The evolution of life is long and brilliant.

The racial hierarchy in the filthy land today is nothing more than the result of several resource-occupied races compressing the living space of the rest of the races through various means over a long period of time.

This living space does not refer to a region, but refers to the resources of the entire plane.

If a race lives in an environment rich in resources for a long time, its evolution rate will inevitably be fast, but in an environment without resources, it will not only fail to complete evolution, but may even degenerate in order to survive.

Obviously, the devil became so weak because he didn't have enough resources for a long time, but this weakness is the standard of a filthy land. For humans, the devil is still very strong, at least in terms of combat power and physical strength. The host is far more than human.

The lord of filth chose Descartes to be the son of luck, why?

Jiang Yang pondered, Descartes is a devil. Although the filthy land's racial superiority was not proposed by the filthy lord, it can be regarded as the default.

After a few words in the system, Jiang Yang knew that most of the sons of luck in the filthy land came from several higher races of the star species, which means that the Lord of Filth has always chosen the existence of higher races to become the sons of luck over the years .

To some extent, it is a disguised recognition of the division of higher races.

But this time the son of luck is Descartes. Could it be that the lord of filth wants to subvert the racial division of the filthy land?

"If I were me, I would probably make the same choice." Jiang Yang muttered to himself. If he was the Lord of Filth, he would probably choose a demon to be the Child of Luck, for no other reason than to subvert the filth. The racial division of the land.

As a high-level race for a long time, ambition will slowly spread, and most of the children of luck are also from high-level races. There are many ambitious people who want to further erode the treasures of the filthy land.

It is likely that these higher races have touched the interests of the Lord of Filth in some way.

Jiang Yang had some speculations in his mind, and at this time in the small town, a duel had already begun.

The third-level peak Descartes, the fourth-level star seed, one level behind, and the race is also different.

Starseed has an almost all-round advantage, but facing Descartes, it is showing some fatigue at this moment.

The silver-white sword light flickered in the air, and Descartes had some madness on his face, "Aren't you awesome?"

"This is the so-called higher race? Is this the star seed?"

At this moment, Descartes had disheveled hair and looked like a madman. The long knife in his hand shattered under the pressure, and then Descartes picked up another knife from around.

After fighting Arui for 3 minutes, Descartes broke five knives. The quality of these knives was too poor to withstand the pressure of the battle.

But there are knives everywhere. In the previous battle, a large number of demons died, and the ground is full of demon equipment.

Every time he picked up a knife, Descartes felt angry.

These demons could not have died originally, it was all because of the disregard of these star-seeds.

Don't you think you are arrogant?Are you not the so-called higher race?

Today I just want to kill one to see how different this so-called higher race is!

Descartes' eyes are blood red. Although he is at the third level, his aura has reached the peak of the third level and is only half a step away from the fourth level. Due to the desperate fight, he has the aura of overpowering Alui at this moment.

On the other hand, Arui, with some fatigue on his face at the moment, seemed a little weak.

The surrounding star-seeds also looked serious, without mocking, but clenched the spears in their hands. A low-level race suppressed a high-level race, which was not what they wanted to see.

On the star-seed spaceship, Myles and Muju looked gloomy.

"What the hell is this Arui doing?" Myures looked displeased, "As a higher race, our star-seeds are many times superior to the devil in terms of resources and aptitude, and at this moment we are being suppressed by a devil gone."

"How did you train?"

Although he knew that Descartes was the son of luck, Mures was still a little displeased. The son of luck just had a chance. At this time, Descartes hadn't got the chance. How could he be so strong?

Going one step further, he actually fought against the star-seeds, and he was a specially trained fighter among the star-seeds.

"Alui is already relatively strong among the star-seed soldiers, you can't beat him." Mu Ju's voice was a little low, and at the same time he glanced at Mures, "Are you blaming me for your tone?"

"Yes, you can go down and fight Descartes by yourself!"

There was sullen anger in Mu Ju's eyes. Descartes' current situation was not what he wanted to see, but the other party exceeded his expectations.

When Descartes made a move before, Mu Ju noticed it. Naturally, he would not let Descartes die. After all, he was the son of luck, but he also wanted the rest of the star species to teach him a lesson.

But he didn't expect the situation to exceed his expectations.

"Hmph!" Myles snorted coldly, he wouldn't go down and fight Descartes!

"Let's not talk about whether to fight or not. Have you thought about how Descartes will deal with it later?"

"If he could be kept before, but what he said now has already insulted the star-seeds. If he is kept, the rest of the star-seeds will also be dissatisfied."

"So what if you are dissatisfied? Do you know the consequences of killing him?" Mu Ju looked calm. The consequences of killing Descartes were unbearable for them. Let alone whether the opportunity will appear, if they really kill Descartes , Will the Lord of Filth be furious?

Although it is on the earth plane, but always have to go back.

Letting Descartes die on the battlefield and killing Descartes with his own hands are two different concepts.

They don't want to be a thorn in the side of the Lord of Filth.

"Then abolish it." Mu Ju finally made a compromise decision.

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