At the beginning of the game

Chapter 87 The Lich Battle Begins
Chapter 87 The Lich Battle Begins
The ancestral land of the human race.

After Cangjie created the characters, under the impetus of the patriarch, he slowly promoted them.

At the beginning, people just thought it was a novelty, so they wrote and drew.After a long time, I discovered the benefits of this thing called "character".

Compared with the knot note, it is not only clear, but also much more convenient, and it was quickly popularized.

However, Cangjie barely managed to create more than 100 commonly used characters in that month. When it was actually put into use, the first problem he encountered was that there were too few characters.

Therefore, under the instruction of the patriarch, Cangjie was the team leader and led dozens of clan members to form a character creation team.

For a time, there was a wave of creating and using characters among the human race.

With the introduction of writing and the domestication and reproduction of livestock, the production and life of the human race became more convenient and efficient.

In the next few years, the human race multiplied, with more and more characters, and more and more experience in domesticating livestock.Compared with the past, the growth rate of the number of people in the Terran territory has been greatly increased.

And the number of a race is constantly increasing, if it wants to continue to grow and develop, it needs more than just land and space.And more importantly, luck.

What really determines whether a race can be strong or not is always luck.

Knowing this, the Liches and Demons, as the two big heads of the Great Desolation, tried their best to occupy more luck in the Great Desolation.

However, the prehistoric luck was limited, so the conflicts between the two clans were sharp and fighting broke out everywhere.The first Lich War seemed to be for territory, but it was actually for luck.

Luck can affect the development of a race, and whether a race has the potential to be strong will in turn affect the luck it gets.

Just like the huge number of ferocious rats in the prehistoric world, although the group is extremely huge, hundreds of millions, the luck they occupy is only negligible, and the reason for this is obvious.

As for the human race, not only Cangjie created characters, but also domesticated five animals and six animals, which established the foundation for the prosperity of a clan.With the blessing of Zhenyuanzi, Laozi, Tongtian and other saints have successively established religions with human races, and they have endless potential for prosperity.

With the combination of the two, the luck in the sky above the ancestral land of the human race gathered more and more, and it finally reached the point where it affected the luck of the two clans of Liches.

Longevity Hill.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the extremely rich golden light that belonged to the human race in the sky above, and quickly deduced the formula with his right hand.After a while, he sighed slightly.

I saw him looking into the distance, and whispered in his mouth: "The human race will prosper, and the battle between the two races will start again..."

Twelve Ancestral Witch Hall.

The twelve ancestor witches gathered together, their expressions extremely solemn.

They all noticed that the luck of the Wu clan had decreased significantly compared to before, and it was still decreasing.

And when everyone appeared here, after a short exchange, they discovered that no one really knew the reason for the decrease in luck.

Among the various possible reasons proposed, the reason that the monster race was playing tricks received the most support.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong were originally the reason for supporting the Yaozu's rebellion, but they were beheaded by Zhen Yuanzi, and they held grudges in their hearts.

Zhu Rong looked angry and said loudly: "I see, it was the work of Zhen Yuanzi. He saved the human race and did not hesitate to fight against our witch clan. Now it is he who stole my witch clan's spirit for the sake of that human race." transport!"

After the words fell, Hou Tu frowned, and just about to speak, someone laughed and said, "Fellow Zhu Rong, I'm afraid it wasn't because you and Gonggong lost to Zhen Yuanzi and held a grudge because of having one arm cut off. Publicly avenge yourself!"

Seen through his thoughts, Zhu Rong didn't blush, and still argued with the ancestral witch.

Seeing that he was mentioned, Gong Gong also frowned, and also had a grudge against Zhen Yuanzi, so he also condemned Zhen Yuanzi.

And the other Zuwu and Zhen Yuanzi had no grievances, and they were happy to see Zhu Rong, who was usually domineering, deflated, and what you said to me at the moment meant that they looked down on Zhu Rong.

Seeing that they were about to fall out, Zhu Rong and the two were about to throw the table and leave, the ancestor witch of space speed said: "I don't know if it is the monster race or the human race, whether it is Tianting or Zhenyuanzi..."

Seeing him talking, all the ancestor witches also fell silent.Seeing this, Zhu Rong Gong Gong snorted coldly and sat back in his original position.

Di Jiang continued: "However, the monster clan still accounts for half of the luck. As long as the monster clan does not fall, it will still be a serious problem for us."

After everyone listened, they kept silent.

"We all know that when a Lich fights, it will be life and death. It is inevitable."

"Now that the luck of our witch clan is declining, if we don't take advantage of the strength of our clan to fight to the death with the monster clan; after that, all the ancestors and witches will go, and the witch clan will be weakened, so we can only be eaten away by them and slaughtered by others!"

"Masters, if you want to fight, let's fight now."

"If you want to fight, then fight that demon clan."

There was no cadence in Di Jiang's words, just a straightforward statement, but it revealed an incomparably magnificent heroism.

Through his words, all the ancestral witches felt that the battlefield was in front of them, filled with gunpowder smoke and full of killing spirit.

"To fight..."

"Let's fight the demon clan!"

Except for Houtu, all the ancestor witches murmured this sentence, their bodies began to tremble unusually with excitement, and their eyes showed madness.

Houtu was powerless to deal with this situation, he could only sigh deeply in his heart, and silently prayed that the casualties would not be too tragic.

However, war will always be more cruel than you think.

At the same time, Heavenly Court.

The leaders of the two monster tribes, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, gathered together, and Kunpeng was also in heaven at this time.

I saw Dijun Taiyi and the two of them had extremely ugly faces, and they all sensed that the luck of the monster clan was weakening, and it was much less at this time than it was decades ago.

Both of Kunpeng's legs were broken, so he had to flap his wings from time to time to let his body hang in the air.

His face was gloomy, and he said viciously: "It must be that Wu Clan's doing!"

The Eastern Emperor Tai was taken aback when she heard the words, and asked, "How about the human race?"

Kunpeng snorted coldly, and replied: "If the human race does not have the protection of Zhen Yuanzi, they have already become the rations of my monster clan, how can they steal my monster clan's luck?"

It turned out that Kunpeng disdained the strength of the human race, so he did not consider the human race.

Taiyi also nodded when he heard the words, he didn't think it was done by the human race, and he was just curious when he saw that Kunpeng didn't mention the human race at this time.

Di Jun and Tai looked at each other, then let out a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Of course it was done by the witch clan."

"Since the Witch Clan violated the agreement first, we don't have to endure it again and again."

"If you want to fight, you will fight!"

As soon as Dijun's words fell, a murderous aura rushed out from the heaven, and the sky changed drastically.

In the place where the two tribes of the Liches were separated, disputes and conflicts between the various tribes intensified, and small-scale battles never stopped.

Now, both clans believe that the other side has played tricks on their clan's spirit, and they no longer restrain the following battles.

Gradually, the small-scale tribal war gradually expanded.

With this as a boundary, the second war between the Liches and Demons kicked off.

(End of this chapter)