National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

No race is willing to sacrifice itself. The best result is for others to sacrifice more while retaining their own strength.

This kind of thinking is understandable, and it is all about considering one's own race.

But when every race thinks like this, the alliance already exists in name only.

Although the Demon Lord of the Abyss was very unhappy, he couldn't break out on the spot.

In the end, he suppressed his breath and said, "Then wait until the barrier is set up, and then we will have a good fight with the human race. 11

"But I have something to say first. If anyone fails to contribute in this battle, don't blame me for being rude."

The Black Gold Saint laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely do my best. When the time comes, my new clan, the other side, will serve you a drink.

The Blood Ox Holy Lord smiled and said, "That flesh and blood belongs to me. I heard that the flesh and blood on the other side of the human race is very delicious. Old Niu, I also want to taste it.

Another ten years have passed, and thirty years have passed since the ghost tribe last appeared. "92E"

The battle between the Alliance of Hundreds of Races and the Human Race continues, and the Human Race still maintains a record of more wins than defeats.

Although there were a lot of casualties among the human race, it was much better than the Alliance of Hundred Races.

In the battle after battle, the geniuses that emerged from the human race continued to improve their cultivation levels.

In these thirty years alone, the number of people who have become gods is more than in the previous hundreds of years.

Growing up in the flames of war, the resilience of the human race was constantly discovered.

The demon clan's barriers have finally been placed in every race, and the abyss beholders have all taken action. They use the fire of the abyss to monitor each barrier.

As long as the ghost tribe appears, they will be discovered, and the strong men of each tribe will rush over as soon as possible to strangle the ghost tribe.

In their opinion, the fact that the ghost race did not choose a race with the other side realm only shows that they are not strong enough to deal with the other side realm.

Except for the Blood Ox Holy Lord, no one takes the ghost clan seriously.

When all the barriers were completed, the Alliance of Hundreds of Clans began to take action according to the plan set that year.

The army was mobilized and the strong men came out.

Outside the human Suzaku Star Territory, a hundred light years away, there are a large number of battleship wreckage floating here, as well as countless magic weapon fragments, and countless corpses.

One of the battlefields between the Alliance of Hundred Races and the Human Race is here. The battle has been going on for decades. The fighting has been going on for decades. The casualties on both sides are countless.

When the number of casualties increased to hundreds of millions, it was simply appalling.

The cruelty of racial wars, all kinds of wars are simply unimaginable in the small world of Hakka.

But everyone knows that this is a real war, life or death.

There is always a sense of urgency within the human race. From the Human Emperor Network to the top leaders of the human race, everyone is telling everyone that if they cannot win this battle, they will die.

As a result, the potential of the human race was stimulated, and every battle was performed at an extraordinary level.

The human army is stationed in the starry sky, and its number exceeds 100 million.

War fortresses are lined up one after another, thousands of powerful fortresses, exuding an astonishing aura.

In the fortress, formations were moving, like huge eyes, monitoring the starry sky.

Outside the fortress, there are countless battleships, which also form battle formations and can unleash astonishing combat power at any time.

The God of War Fortress flew in from afar and blended into the army silently.

In the fortress, dozens of strong men were sitting in the conference hall, and the one at the top was the Sword Master.

On the right hand side of the Sword Saint is a beautiful woman, and on the left is space.

After the War Saint arrived, he went directly to the seat to the left of the Sword Saint and sat down.

The Sword Saint gently tapped his finger on the table, making a crisp sound, like the sound of a sword.

The entire conference hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on the Sword Saint.

However, a few people's eyes fell on the woman on the right hand side of the Sword Master from time to time. The main reason was that this woman was so beautiful that people couldn't help but look at her.

Even though this place is all in the Other Shore Realm, everyone has lived for thousands of years and has seen beautiful women a long time ago.

Their Taoist hearts are firm and strong, but they are still firmly attracted.

But the woman didn't care about other people's eyes. She leaned lazily on the chair and closed her eyes slightly, as if she was falling asleep.

Sitting next to the Sword Master, she can still be so lazy, which shows the strong character of the woman.

The Sword Saint had no objection to the woman's behavior, and his eyes swept over everyone like a sword, "The armies of all races are already mobilizing, and they will be here for a head-on collision with us.

"Decades after the war began, both sides have been training their troops, and the gods above have not taken too much action."

"But this time is different. They will dispatch the Holy Lord, the other side, and a large number of gods."

"Currently, there are three saints known to be able to take action, namely the Abyss Demon Lord, the Black Gold Saint, and the Blood Oxen Saint."

"In addition, there are about sixty people in the other side. I ask you to be prepared to fight this battle.

"We can only win this battle, not lose!"

In the human army, the words of the Sword Saint are the highest order, and no one dares to disobey her orders.

Military orders are like mountains, not just spoken casually..0

Then the Sword Master entered various arrangements and assigned tasks to each other side realm.

A war of this scale will affect a vast star field, and the scope of influence may be as high as several light years.

Even in the other side of the world, it takes time to support each other, so arrangements must be made before the battle, and no mistakes can be made in every position.

After the meeting ended, everyone from the other shore realm left and went to make arrangements according to the arrangements of the Sword Master.

Even the dozen or so people from the other shore realm brought by the War Saint Lord were properly arranged by the Sword Saint Lord.

The formation continues to operate, attracting the power of the Human Emperor Network. With the help of the Human Emperor Network, the efficiency of the Human Race is very high.

Any order can be transmitted to the ears of every soldier in a very short time.

The conference hall became quiet, and only the Sword Saint, the War Saint, and the woman were left.

Zhan Shengzun's eyes couldn't help but fall on the woman, "Fairy Han really has an extraordinary temperament, no wonder those old guys can't help but take a few more glances."

The woman bowed slightly to the War Saint, "Mohan has met the War Saint."

Zhan Shengzun laughed and said, "Fairy Han, you don't need to be so polite. I have a good relationship with your brother. If you don't mind, just call me brother."

The Sword Saint's eyes shone brightly, "Okay, in this case, how should you call me?"

The War Saint waved his hand and said, "We have our own business, don't try to take advantage of me."

The Sword Master snorted, "I can't let go of the advantage that comes to my door."

The War Saint said, "If I don't give it to you anyway, there won't even be a 4.0!"

Seeing the two saints acting like children, Lin Mohan couldn't help but smile.

Her smile is like a hundred flowers in bloom, pleasing to the eye.

The Sword Master waved his hand and said, "No kidding, I didn't accept Mohan as my disciple, so you can call him whatever you want.

Zhan Shengzun was stunned for a moment, "You confiscated Fairy Mohan as your disciple? Why?"

The Sword Saint gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "I'm not worthy, okay!"

The War Saint was stunned. He never imagined that the Sword Saint would say such a thing.

No matter how terrifying Lin Mohan's talent was, she was still a god at that time.

A holy lord actually said that he was not worthy of accepting a god as his disciple. How could this be possible?

But now Lin Mohan has become the other side, and can barely match his peers.

The Sword Saint didn't want to get into any more entanglement on this matter, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about how to distinguish a saint in the Hundred Tribes Alliance."