Chapter 1890: 2 goods
The latest website: "The black dragon clan's competitive planet was destroyed, and the black dragon clan loses the qualifications of the chosen clan, and the race is obliterated."
The creepy cosmic broadcast appeared again.
When hearing this cosmic broadcast, endless fears once again flooded into the hearts of every race governor.
Another race disappeared.
Especially the race governors who had seen Lu Chuan on Judgment Star before, their expressions changed drastically. How long has it been since the human governor left just after the emergence of this cosmic broadcast? If it counts for less than three minutes, it is the extinction of a race.
They will not doubt their own judgment, even if the world does not say it, but all of this is done by human beings, and it can be regarded as a secret secret.
No one can confirm, because all the races they know have been obliterated.
Why did the human governor appear just now? I'm afraid it was transited through the Judgment Planet, and then the Black Dragon Race was destroyed. In less than three minutes, the Black Dragon tribe was completely slaughtered as chickens and ducks, without any effort.
Thinking carefully, this is the fifth-ranked race. It can't even stop a human governor for three minutes. Who else can take the human butcher knife? It is the League of Hundred Races, I am afraid it is also a native chicken.
The cosmic broadcast, naturally, as long as you are the chosen one, you will receive this broadcast.
Of course, the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan received it too. It stood on the huge palace with a stiff expression, as if it had been slapped severely.
"Is he really that strong?" There was a confused look in the eyes of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race. The harassment of the Sharon Race continued, but in the blink of an eye, the Human Governor responded with this method.
In contrast to harassment, this blow by the human governor is truly cruel.
Another race was killed at the end, and it was not long after the establishment of the League of Hundred Races. Undoubtedly, this is more like a sack, more like a ridicule, mocking one's own self-defeating ability, and the body of an ant dare to stop in front of the elephant?
For the League of Hundred Races, this is a slap in the face, so loud.
Humans' counterattack is so direct and rude. Didn't you send someone to harass me? Once I come, I will destroy a clan... this kind of approach is absolutely domineering.
The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race sighed: "I'm afraid there are many races in the alliance that should feel panicked."
After thinking about it, the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan smiled again.
Human domineering behavior is actually a good thing from another angle. The stronger the pressure, the stronger the rebound force. The various races in the Hundred Races Alliance actually have no retreat. Since there is no retreat, and there is this kind of extermination pressure given by humans, can they become crazy?
Any race that is madly fighting, the power that bursts out is huge.
The human governor thinks that he can use this method to deter the Hundred Races Alliance, but he doesn't know that this is exactly a kind of stimulating force that makes the Hundred Races Alliance stronger.
The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan narrowed his eyes, and with a move, a burst of energy burst out from the palace.
Since this is the Allied Star, there are naturally inspectors of various races standing by here. This energy just now was actually the summoning order of the queen of the Hundred Races Alliance. Under this order, the inspectors of all races stationed here all moved and disappeared.
After issuing the instruction, the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan returned to his seat.
It didn't even take ten seconds. The space in the palace was distorted. The Governor of the Awu tribe was the first to appear, and it saluted the Governor of the Sinking Banshee tribe: "Queen."
The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan nodded and pointed slightly to the side.
This time it was to summon all the Governors of the Hundred Races, so the Governor of the Awu tribe just gave a salute and did not ask, but silently retreated to the side and stood, knowing that there will be a large number of race governors coming next.
The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan clicked his hand in the void, his mind transformed, and the entire palace disappeared and turned into a place similar to an altar.
This place was growing wildly, and soon reached a size of hundreds of kilometers.
Standing here, you can feel how small you are.
The palace was abandoned in order to expand...After all, some of the race governors who came were very large, and if they were in the palace, they would definitely not be able to accommodate them. In fact, they can also be made smaller, but it is not necessary.
After completing all this, the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan returned to the throne of the queen he had transformed.
There are some special distinctions because it needs to build hierarchies, otherwise how does it rule the hundreds and how to drive them? Established a hierarchy, it is supreme on the queen, and it has the power to rule them.
The next moment, a figure with spikes all over appeared, it was extremely tall, more than six meters long.
In fact, the races in the universe are mainly humanoid races, and then monsters. The rest can be roughly classified into chaos. There are countless strange and miserable races that absolutely challenge your worldview.
Just like a blowout well, the distortions of space are constantly appearing here, and the governors of each race appear here.
Soon, dozens of governors of all races appeared on this empty altar.
Some of these governors have different sizes, some are tens of thousands of meters in size, and some are only the size of a human fist. This category is mainly elemental races. They are condensed from the elements, possessing life and wisdom, and also created Own civilization.
Races that can snare into the alliance of the hundred races will not be weak in strength, and it should be said that they are the best among the five thousand races.
The Governor-General of the Sinking Banshee Clan stared down, showing a smile.
The Alliance of Hundred Races was created with its own hands and put a lot of effort into it. Now seeing the gathering of the governors of the Hundred Races, why not let it have a sense of accomplishment.
but……
Looking at the governors of races like a vegetable market below, the mood of the governors of the banshee tribe was gloomy again.
In more than ten minutes, most of the governors of the Hundred Races League arrived. In fact, most of them know each other, some have fought, but now they are gathered together and have become members of the alliance.
The Hundred Clan Alliance was a three-clan alliance before, and there had been disputes with each other, and some of them were fought violently and were almost killed. The governors of these races, they naturally don't have any good faces with each other, and they just can't pee in a pot at all.
Meeting here, just glaring and not fighting, it's already considered good.
Of course, the governors of some races have very hot personalities, screaming at them, and small teams have gathered together, and they are ready to fight each other.
In this way, it is lively here, you come and go, but there is no fight.
"Shut up all..."
The Governor General of the Sinking Banshee Clan sitting in a high position screamed loudly as he watched the chaotic scene below. Its beautiful face is covered with frost. This kind of cold dew is not ugly, but has another kind of beauty.
The race governors who were arguing below all closed their mouths.
The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan sneered: "What is the establishment of the Hundred Clan Alliance? It is a sincere unity. But look at you now, if humans do not need to fight over, you will collapse on your own first, and you will dismantle yourself first. Up?"
After turning over the words, a humiliation flashed across the faces of the governors of the races below, but the eyes that looked at each other still contained dissatisfaction and resentment.
However, all the governors present did not dare to say anything.
In fact, they all understand these things, but many things are involuntary. For example, they can let go, but the races that have been hurt can let them go? If you lose your vigilance, is it possible to be used by it?
"Queen, please calm down your anger." The Governor of the Awu tribe said loudly.
The eyes of the governors are all staring at the governor of the Awu tribe. Now who doesn't know that it is the queen's number one dog leg?
"Crack..."
At this time, fragmentation appeared on the surface of the altar, causing countless cracks.
The rubble and mud rolled, and then a huge head rose up into the sky, turning into a giant worm. The ugly head of the governor of the Sharon tribe was exposed, and it leaned out like a stunned green: "Queen, the Sharon tribe is late."
The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan has a pale face, looking at this shattered altar, this idiot will always be so rude and devastating when he appears on the stage.
The governors of other races were taken aback, all evading.
Quite abruptly, there was a large amount of mud tumbling in the altar, breaking the original solemn and sacred scene to pieces. This idiot had made trouble for himself at all. If it weren't for it, it was still useful. The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race wanted to screw his head off now.
The governor of the Sharon tribe quickly felt something wrong, because the governors all around stared at him with a look of astonishment.
In particular, the face of the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race, like a cold dew, his eyesight can kill people. This made the Governor of the Salon Race could not help but shrink his head. It quickly said: "Queen, I am at fault, I am at fault..." I remembered what the queen had told me.
then……
The governor of the Sharon tribe drew back abruptly under the gaze of everyone.
"Boom!"
The entire altar seemed to be split, countless cracks appeared, and the head of the governor of the Sharon clan came out again, becoming cautious: "Queen, is it okay this time?"
And on this altar, it was forced to make a big hole, and it became even more terrible.
The governors of each race looked at the governor of the Sharon tribe with idiotic eyes, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com was immediately amused by it. Where did this idiot come from, just like this, how did the Governor of the Sinking Banshee choose it, and how did he describe it as the last piece of the puzzle of the hundred races?
The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race was trembling with anger, and the Governors of the Hundred Races gathered together, and no longer had a trace of seriousness. Looking at this, people who didn't understand thought what was going on.
"The Governor of the Sharon Clan..." the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan gritted his teeth and roared.
At this moment, the governor of the Sharon tribe also realized that he seemed to be in trouble. It quickly rushed out, tens of thousands of meters in the sky, and then suddenly spit out a cloud of liquid, and the entire altar was using an extremely fast The speed is being repaired.
It's just that... the aesthetic and conceptual transformation of the Sharon tribe's governor is not comparable to that of the sinking Banshee tribe's governor.
The two places it got out were just forcibly smoothed by it, as if a dog had gnawed.
The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan patted his forehead. It was going to be irritated by these two people, and he was wondering if the cannon fodder he was looking for was a mistake, but it would not be the same if he found other races at will.