National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

An old man and a young man sat in the silent starry sky and chatted for a long time.

After reaching the other side realm, Zhu Qiwu's strength increased significantly, but his temperament did not change at all.

He is taciturn to outsiders, extremely aloof, and difficult to approach.

But once you switch to someone you recognize, you can talk endlessly.

Zhu Qiwu told Lin Moyu a lot.

He knew very well that embarking on the bloody road was a shortcut, but it was also a shortcut that he had to choose.

The human race needs the other side, and even more needs the Holy One.

Even now, the human race is already strong enough, stronger than any other race.

According to Zhu Qiwu, fighting alone, no race in the big world dares to scream in front of the human race.

Even today's demon race is somewhat weaker than the human race.

Regardless of how much fun they usually have, if they really fight with the human race, they will only be defeated.

But the enemies of the human race are not only the demon race, but also other races in the big world.

Once the human race and the demon race start a war, it goes without saying that other races will definitely help the demon race and attack the human race.

They will not sit back and let the human race dominate.

Even in order to suppress the human race, it is not impossible for the disaster a hundred thousand years ago to happen again.

In other words, the human race is very strong, but not the absolute strongest.

If all races join forces, the human race will also be defeated.

Therefore, the human race needs a large number of other shore realms and a large number of saints.

The Holy Lord is currently the top combat power in the world. As long as there are enough Holy Lords, the human race may truly become the strongest in the world. 437 If he had not chosen the shortcut of embarking on the bloody road, it might have taken Zhu Qiwu thousands of years to complete the Galaxy of Laws, and it was even possible that he would never be able to complete it.

In this way, the human race will not only lose a other shore, but also most likely lose a saint.

Zhu Qiwu's goal is to become a saint and gain the strongest combat power because of the human race.

So even if you know it is a shortcut, you can only choose this way.

Not only the human race, but other races also chose this way.

The human race is afraid that the disaster of 100,000 years ago will happen again, and other races are also afraid that the human race will be alone.

Although there have been no large-scale wars between various ethnic groups in recent years, undercurrents are surging and all ethnic groups are competing.

The big world is very cruel, with natural selection and competition, sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Even if you want to shrink down, if you don't have the strength, you will eventually be found and eliminated.

The top brass of the human race always have a sense of urgency.

Even the Holy Lord has been preparing for a rainy day, fearing that the disaster of a hundred thousand years ago will happen again.

If Xiao Zhantian hadn't been born at that time, the human race would have been eliminated from the big world.

Zhu Qiwu explained the causes and consequences thoroughly, and Lin Moyu gained a more macroscopic understanding of the entire world and the situation of the entire human race.

Throughout the narration, Zhu Qiwu also revealed some information that outsiders could not possibly know.

Because of his special status, Zhu Qiwu has some special information.

He believed in Lin Moyu, so he did not shy away from it.

After the disaster a hundred thousand years ago, Xiao Zhantian, the god of war, stood up across the sky, cutting off the modern era by one person and opening up a new era for the entire world.

It is not difficult for Xiao Zhantian to destroy an entire clan by one person.

Xiao Zhantian did indeed do this. Some small races that invaded the human race were destroyed by his own hands.

Even powerful clans such as the Golden Eagle Clan and the Demon Clan were beaten into retreat by Xiao Zhantian.

At that time, it was the era of Xiao Zhantian.

Due to some special reasons, Xiao Zhantian did not destroy the Demon Clan, the Golden Eagle Clan and some other powerful clans.

Zhu Qiwu didn’t know the specific reason.

However, Xiao Zhantian also made an arrangement to stir up hatred among the various clans.

At that time, there was no hatred between the Demon Tribe and the Golden Eagle Tribe. I don’t know when, but there was hatred between the two tribes and they began to conquer each other.

As time went by, the hatred accumulated deeper and deeper and evolved into a feud.

Not only the Golden Eagle Tribe and the Demon Tribe, but also some other powerful tribes all had inexplicable hatred towards each other and began to fight against each other.

As a result, various races began to consume each other, which also gave the human race a chance to rise again.

As for how Xiao Zhantian did it, no one knows.

Zhu Qiwu's eyes were thoughtful, "Maybe the head of the Temple of War will know some inside stories, but he can't tell them.

"The saints feel that although the hatred between the various races has been established, if the human race is too powerful, they can still put aside their hatred and deal with the human race together."

"Just like they can temporarily put aside their hatred to form a coalition in order to kill you, (cgfc) is the same reason."

Lin Moyu agreed with Zhu Qiwu, and Lei Shi did the same.

When they discovered that the human race truly posed a threat to them, they were able to put aside their past hatred.

Even those races that have no hatred against the human race, such as the Bull Demon Race, may join the team that conquers the human race.

Lin Moyu whispered, "In fact, in the final analysis, we must really scare them, cripple them, and kill them, so that the world can be peaceful.

Zhu Qiwu sighed, "Yes, but it's difficult."

Lin Moyu's eyes flashed with coldness, "It's difficult, but that doesn't mean it can't be done."

"I don't know why Lord God of War didn't continue to do it back then. If I can reach the level of Holy Lord one day, I will definitely wield my sword against all races.

"I want to settle all the old and new grudges."

Zhu Qiwu chuckled and said, "All races have already felt the threat you bring, so they will not allow you to grow. You may face greater threats."

Lin Moyu doesn't care. He has been fighting his way out since he changed jobs.

A bloody road has long been formed under the feet. It is not even a blood road, but a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

He has killed more people than most gods in the human race.

Zhu Qiwu felt Lin Moyu's murderous intention and couldn't help but smile, "I know you are not afraid, but you still have to be careful. In order to deal with you, maybe all ethnic groups in the other side will shamelessly mobilize the people."

"Keep the token of Saint Hao, maybe you can use it."

Zhu Qiwu threw the token of Holy Lord Hao back to Lin Moyu. Now Zhu Qiwu has successfully promoted to the other side. With his combat power, unless the Holy Lord takes action personally, it will be difficult to kill him in the ordinary other side realm.

If the Holy Lord takes action, just relying on a token of the Holy Lord will not be of much use.

It's better to give it to Lin Moyu, maybe it can play some role.

Lin Moyu was not polite and put the token away.

Zhu Qiwu asked, "Boy, where are you going next?"

Lin Moyu thought for a moment, "I'll go back to the Vermillion Bird Star Territory first, maybe go to the Small World, and then go to the White Tiger Star Territory."

Zhu Qiwu said, "I am also going back to the Divine City. In the blink of an eye, I have left the Divine City for more than two thousand years.

There was nostalgia in his voice and eyes, like an old man who had been away from home for a long time and began to miss his hometown and the people there.

Lin Moyu smiled and said, "Then we are destined to meet again. I hope you can become a saint as soon as possible."

"You brat, you really dare to think that!" Zhu Qiwu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had just reached the other side, and he missed the Holy Lord even before he could stand firm.

But he also knew that Lin Moyu was joking with him.

A flame suddenly lit up in the starry sky. The flame was extremely dim and exuded a deep dark green color.

This kind of green makes people's hearts sink when they see it. It is so green that it turns black.

Zhu Qiwu's expression suddenly changed, "No, it's the Demon Lord of the Abyss."

In the flames, a gloomy and hoarse voice flew out, "You can't go anywhere."