National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

In the dragon world, a large number of space-time passages appear in various regions at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, groups of human professionals rushed out of the space-time channel.

According to the space-time beacon, Meng Anwen could locate the dragon world, but he couldn't locate the exact point.

Meng Anwen is good at formations, but his strength is limited, unlike Antares who can penetrate the world of fragments.

In fact, before Meng Anwen reached the high-level god level, even if he was given the time-space beacon of the dragon world, he would not be able to arrange such a large-scale teleportation array.

The human race is the master of this world, with a total population of over 100 million.

Among them, the number of combat professionals exceeds 200 million, far surpassing the dragon clan in number.

Among the 200 million combat occupations, at least half of them have entered the dragon world, except for some who stayed in the human world.

They form a team, like Lin Moyu, and take the dragon world as a copy.

Treat the dragon people as monsters.

Since the genocide is going to be carried out, the race war will naturally not let go of the area of ​​the ancient battlefield. "five two three"

There are also a large number of human professionals pouring in here, and they search for the whereabouts of the dragons in a mighty way, and as long as they find them, they will never let them go.

In race wars, there is no determination of superiority, only life and death.

Meng Anwen looked at the human team rushing into the dragon world like wolves and tigers, his eyes flickered.

Not only him, Feng Xiu, Mo Xinghe, Bai Yiyuan and other high-level gods all watched.

This group of people represents the highest power in the human race, and they are unambiguous existences.

But they didn't do anything this time, not only did they not do anything, but even the god-level powerhouses in the human race didn't do anything.

Feng Xiu asked, "Old Meng, why don't you let us do it?"

Meng Anwen said, "Xiaoyu has already killed all the Dragon Kings in the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon King has also been forced to leave. Even the dragon generals of level 88 and 89 are mostly dead."

Feng Xiu understood, "What do you mean, use the remaining dragon clan to train our human race?"

Meng Anwen nodded, "This is also the meaning of Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu once said that the sharpness of the human race cannot be cured.

"And it's not just this battle, there will be a battle with the abyssal demons in the future."

"You can't count on Xiaoyu to do everything."

Feng Xiu and the others thought about Meng Anwen's words, and they felt very reasonable.

If Lin Moyu had done everything, the human race might have saved a lot of casualties, and at the same time lost their energy.

Losing the state of forging ahead, the human race may never be able to walk on the road of becoming stronger and stronger.

In retrospect, this sacrifice was also necessary.

Counting the history of the human race, which period did not grow up in the baptism of blood.

Every sacrifice of the human race will turn into a strong foundation.

This time, as long as there are no dragon king-level enemies among the dragon clan, they will not do anything.

This battle will last for a long time. Although it is only a fragmented world, it will span tens of thousands of kilometers.

The dragons have been scattered and hidden, and it is not easy to find them out.

In Meng Anwen's plan, it will take half a year to a year or so to plow the dragon world back and forth like a plow.

Completely wipe out the Dragon Clan.

The news that the human race entered the dragon world quickly spread into the abyss.

It is hard for any demon to imagine that the dragon clan, which was once mighty, would end up like this.

In the final analysis, Lin Moyu is still too strong.

Perhaps in the near future, the abyss will be attacked.

For a moment, the demons began to panic, and a strange atmosphere permeated the abyss.

In the Demon Emperor's Palace, Demon Emperor Lilian remained as before, lazily lying on the Demon Emperor's throne, tasting the Dragon King's blood wine.

The Dragon King trapped under the Demon Emperor's Palace is the only remaining Dragon King in the Chinese Dragon Clan.

The Succubus King sat below, with an expression of disbelief still on his face.

Not long ago, she just received the news that the human army had entered the Dragon Clan and carried out an act of extermination.

The Dragon King was slaughtered and the Dragon King disappeared, and all of this was done by Lin Moyu alone.

The Succubus King murmured, "How could he be so fishy."

Lilian said with a smile, "After all, this is the world of the human race."

The Succubus King was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding.

Lilian said softly, "For the will of the world, there will always be some characters that are difficult to explain with common sense. It's normal for you to not understand now. When you have enough levels, you will naturally understand."

The Succubus King didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After receiving the news, Lilian's mood became complicated.

For her, Lin Moyu is naturally better, but it's best not to be too strong.

She was afraid that if Lin Moyu turned against him, she might not even have the strength to resist.

"It seems that I have to keep my back."

Lilian was thinking about something on her mind, and a trace of bright red flowed from the corner of her mouth.

From a certain magical space, a cold voice sounded, "After a thousand years, I finally sensed the aura of the chess piece, ordered to go down, and I can act.

Accompanied by this voice, the strange breath spread rapidly.

In the ancient battlefield, in the deep space, a place like a cemetery.

Thousands of coffins are placed here, filled with the cold breath of death.

The upper coffin, which had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly vibrated collectively, and the frequency of the vibration became higher and higher, until it broke through the limit, and the coffin boards exploded..

One by one, slender, humanoid-looking creatures stood up straight from the coffin.

They have gloomy expressions, green faces and fangs, especially a pair of thin wings growing on their backs.

It looks similar to the Human Race, but it is not the Leng Race.

They looked at each other, with bloodthirsty gleams in their eyes, and they laughed coldly.

"The master's order has come, we can start."

"After sleeping for a thousand years, and waiting for a thousand years, there is finally a movement."

"Hehe, the chess pieces from thousands of years ago are only used now. I don't know how many blood slaves have multiplied."

"I can sense it, a lot."

"That would be fun, make this world ours.

When they spoke, they bared their fangs, reflecting a cold light in the faint light.

The fangs are very sharp, just like their claws and wings, they are extremely sharp.

"After sleeping for a thousand years, I'm hungry, let's find something to eat."

"Okay, go fill your stomach first, and announce our arrival to the deep space by the way."

"Our blood clan wakes up, and this world will eventually be included in our clan's territory.

Thousands of blood clansmen spread their wings at the same time and rushed to the sky.

The speed is as fast as a streamer.

Antares, who was sleeping, suddenly moved his nose, opened his eyes, and looked somewhere.

Muttering in his mouth like a dream, "These guys are finally going to do it."

"After a thousand years of silence, this chess piece is finally about to move."

"Also, the last garbage in this world should be cleaned up."

"This time the butcher's knife... 5.3."

Antares glanced at Lin Moyu who was still comprehending the law, "I wonder if the brat can still use the butcher's knife this time."

Different regions have different things happening.

No matter the wind and rain outside, it will not affect Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu has been immersed in the world of laws at this time.

The law is mysterious, but also very attractive.

When Lin Moyu comprehended the law, not only did he not feel bored, but he was very happy.

The realization of the law has made his comprehension process much easier, and he will gain almost every day.

As Lin Moyu's understanding of the law gradually deepened, the soul body also continuously released soul power.

The soul body seems to be doing some adaptive evolution to adapt to the law.

This evolution is an instinct.

As a result, the soul power gradually increased.

The nine-colored dragon soul crystal absorbed the soul power, and then vomited it back to Lin Moyu, keeping the soul power pure.