Spellcasting Heavens

Latest website: Conquest and plunder are like twins, deeply engraved in the genes of the Darent people.

From birth, every Darent person has been full of ambitions for the outside world under the influence of elders and school teachers.

In their culture, whoever can bring resources and wealth to the home planet is an out-and-out hero. Not only can he gain huge benefits and prestige, but he can also take this opportunity to enter the upper class of society and become a member of the ruling class. member.

Of course, as a typical advanced magic civilization, those who really hold the decisive power are always those powerful spellcasters.

On the one hand, they possess unmatched power by ordinary people, on the other hand, only they can control those complex magic devices to deal devastating blows to the enemy.

The most important thing is that spellcasters have extremely long lifespans after countless self-transformations. Time has given them wisdom countless times beyond ordinary people, and some of them have even become some kind of special beings that surpass gods.

Right now, these old monsters are gathering in a dark, old, musty house.

What was placed on the table was not some expensive magic lamp, but candles made of unknown animal fat were lit.

You must know that with the continuous innovation of technology, even the poorest Darent people can now ensure that the magic lamps in their homes are not extinguished throughout the day, but they are still using some ancient lighting that is only mentioned in history books equipment.

After a full minute, one of the old guys, who was as dry and thin as a mummy, coughed hard and took the initiative to say: That kid is setting off! Let's talk about it. What should we do next?

Is the plan that has been brewing for twelve years finally started? Another guy whose whole body was shrouded in dark shadows revealed strong expectations in his tone.

The old guy who spoke first nodded seriously: Yes! His appearance means too much to us. Especially the bright light released by the soul, which is simply like the most beautiful treasure in the universe. . If there really is a huge group of people standing behind him, we have to start thinking about whether to kneel down and become the other party's vassal, or to take all the knowledge and technology and run away.

But what if it's not? What if there are only the last two of these precious lives left? Another old man asked with a half-smile.

Then let them integrate completely! With the help of their blood and genes,

Maximizing the potential of our Darent people. If I guess correctly, some of you here should already be preparing to try to breed mixed-race offspring, right?

When he said these words, the man who was shrouded in dark shadows raised his head, his eyes bursting with light without any emotion.

Obviously, as a Darent person who has relied on continuous self-transformation to develop to this day, he doesn't care about the bullshit theory of pure blood. At least in the eyes of these senior executives with decision-making power, the purer the blood, the smarter and the greater the potential. Pure nonsense.

To be precise, there is no so-called pure blood among the Darent people currently living on the planet Mocha. Each person has at least more than twenty other genes mixed in his body.

As early as the barbaric era, the ancient Darent people were aware of the benefits of racial fusion, and constantly combined themselves with those magical creatures to give birth to mixed-blood offspring, and then combined these mixed-blood offspring with other similar species. Through blood dilution, Gradually improve the magical talent of the entire tribe.

Today, the more prosperous a family is, with strong influence and abundant talents, the smaller the proportion of original bloodline.

However, the Darent people do not want all garbage, at least they will not allow those races with low IQs, lazy people, and no effect on improving their own potential to integrate in.

On the contrary, when dealing with such garbage, they often resort to genocide once and for all.

Haha, isn't this a matter of course? But I have some doubts whether that boy will really accept the future we have arranged for him. From his growth experience, it can be seen that the appearance of women in our tribe does not match his Aesthetics. The old guy who looked like a mummy reminded with a worried look on his face.

It is not difficult to judge from the information constantly flashing on the black slate. This little guy who suddenly appeared in the ring of space, and may even be the culprit of that energy storm, is rarely affected by the surrounding environment, as if he is not related to life. He is born with a strong sense of self.

Isn't this simple? Select a group of women with excellent talents and let them undergo a permanent appearance change. In addition, let the adjutant of the expeditionary force pay attention to see what kind of women in the conquered world will arouse his interest. . Black Shadow gave a solution without thinking.

For an extremely developed magical civilization, permanent change of appearance is nothing at all.

What's more, all Darent people who become spellcasters don't care what their appearance looks like nearby.

Look at the people in power who control the direction of the entire civilization. Some are already in the state of undead, while others have transformed themselves into shadow forms. The guy with the furry and cute appearance in the corner even appears every once in a while. It will devour the soul of an innocent person and turn the other person's body into its own temporary container.

But unfortunately, the boy obviously didn't know that he had been targeted by the higher-ups. He was commanding the expeditionary army to cross the portal and appear on an empty beach.

Before he had time to observe the surrounding environment, several Dalent people hiding behind the rocks rushed out and shouted with ecstasy: Here they are! Finally here! Reinforcements from the home planet!

Long live! We are finally saved!

This time we must let those damn natives know what it means to resist us!

War! Destruction! Death! I will give back double the suffering I have suffered over the years!

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Along with crying and yelling, these extremely miserable looking guys were lying on the beach without any image, with expressions on their faces as if they were surviving the disaster.

You know, in the world conquered by the Darent people, the power of the local indigenous people can be said to be uneven.

Some of them are so bad that they only need to dispatch a very small force to maintain their brutal rule, while some powerful ones need to adopt a soft policy to win over local forces. It is best to let the other parties kill each other, even if they destroy the original order, they will not dare to Adopt high-pressure policies against the tough indigenous residents.

You know without asking that this world belongs to the latter.

Therefore, after losing contact with their home planet, the Darent people who stayed in the magic fortress were immediately subjected to never-ending revenge and pursuit. Being able to hold on for twelve years without collapse is considered a strong will. .