Chislova
"Who can tell me: the brothers and sisters under Eden Morgan..."
Wearing luxurious and solemn clothes, Poisserie-Cairault stood on the high platform.
In front of it is a long table.
The height of the long table is just right for it.
But for many tribes who do not have such a tall body, it seems a bit out of place.
But for the sake of "fairness" followed by the Chislova United Tribe, they had to sit on seats of the same height.
Therefore, in Poisserie-Kairo's eyes, it may be able to see some vaguely different scalps.
It looked at everything fairly, and then issued stern scoldings and questions.
Behind him is a war map rendered in bright red. The information marked on it represents the increasing intensity of the war.
Blood and death happen all the time...
But right now, everyone seems to have automatically ignored the war map that is stained with blood.
They sat in their own comfortable positions, frowning and focusing on the reports in their hands.
That is a detailed list of the output of minerals and other resources from economic entities exported by the Chislova United Tribe to foreign countries.
Judging from the furious appearance of Powazzeri-Kairo, it is obvious that the recent economic trend of the United Tribes is not ideal.
Along with war, there are always huge and cruel bloody interests.
But greedy ambition can swallow up those once blazing ideals and shining beliefs.
Just as the twinkling brilliance will not fall into the lightless land - the death artifact that began in silence will not fall into this prosperous land that seems to be full of vitality for no reason.
The worlds and planes of the multiverse that are intertwined with truly endless concepts on the material level will of course give rise to countless different civilizations.
And the brothers and sisters in the Chislova United Tribe are still talking about it.
After all, the flames of war continue, and it seems that they will not be burned for a while.
However, the sluggish economic output of mining areas seems more tangible to them.
It's just that the brain, which is much smaller than the mouth, is not enough for them to complete the thinking of intertwining the two.
Or perhaps, the flame of desire burned the remaining rationality and the dust that once crawled on the earth.
They live on an island in the sky that is large enough to overlook the entire world, so naturally they cannot truly be represented in those tiny figures.
And soon, an attendant brought new news:
The world-burner from a foreign land, the one who fears the abyss, wants to come to this country...
"A...giant?"
Poisserie-Kairo looked at the secret message taken by the attendant in front of him, and touched his big mouth closer to the center.
Under the luxurious and solemn clothes, the essentially ferocious mouth seems to be a little more sacred and solemn.
After a brief thought, Poisserie-Kairo was obviously certain of something:
"Maybe it can bring us something new..."
"I think we need a new plan..."
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"Tips from the Internet: You have entered the war plane: Chislova-Supreme Iron Throne..."
Yi Xia glanced at the prompt information on her retina.
At any time, he had entered the relevant war plane that Xia Den was looking for for him.
Yi Xia has experienced many war planes and can be considered well-informed in a certain sense.
But the scene in front of him seemed to make him slightly confused:
It was a neat and distinct foreign street, and even the dust seemed to have fallen neatly into the promised land.
The trees, as if carved out of a mold, are distributed straightly and regularly on both sides of the road.
The alien beings passing by are each stepping on a long squirming carpet, and they don't even need to walk on the ground.
At a glance, everything here is quiet and beautiful, and it doesn't look like a world that is experiencing a plane-level war.
Of course, there are also some surprising places:
For example, Yi Xia glanced at a foreign life not far away:
It is communicating softly with the "carpet" under its feet, and it affectionately calls it "Rizetin".
Naturally, Yi Xia had never learned the language of a foreign land, but with the power of the spell, he roughly understood the meaning.
That seems to be a taboo for a blood relative such as a brother.
The great witch couldn't help but look slightly sideways.
Then, he met his eyes.
In Yi Xia's eyes filled with endless fire, he saw through the prosperous and orderly scene in front of him, the essence full of decay and decay.
The great witch withdrew his gaze in disgust.
He has seen sincere and courageous civilizations in the face of war, and he has also seen reckless and bloody warriors.
Some struggle in pity, and some are destroyed in roar.
But obviously, the infinite possibilities corresponding to the multiverse mean that not all civilizations will tend to the shining starry sky.
There are always stars that will become dim and lose their former light.
At this moment, Yi Xia saw a group of foreign beings walking towards him.
For some reason, they seem to have some kind of distortion compared to the alien beings walking on the streets.
In other words: adaptive evolution?
The original humanoid structure has some physical damage to the lower body.
Therefore, they, which should be almost the same as Yi Xia's human form, appear to be much shorter.
Yi Xia did not sense the evil aura of corruption from their bodies.
Obviously there are other factors that affect their changes.
"Mighty, respected alien giant, please follow me - our gracious Rezeldine, the eldest brother under Eden Morgan, Poissery Kairo wishes to meet with you."
An alien life looked at Yi Xia and said this.
Because the place where Yi Xia was standing was on a slight slope, an attendant next to him put something under his feet to keep him at the same height as Yi Xia.
Of course, that little bit of padding cannot be changed, and it is the difference between it and Yi Xia's current body shape.
Therefore, it could only look up at Yi Xia.
Yi Xia ignored these miserable lives in his opinion.
The cycle of changes in foreign civilizations has no direct relationship with him.
He doesn't look down on these guys, and he won't insist on changing anything.
They seem to be keen on using the so-called "fair" will as a sign of action.
But time will always provide the most realistic deconstruction of everything...
In this regard, relevant definitions have already been established in the continuous history of extraordinary civilizations of the Eastern lineage.
The next moment, Yi Xia shot a cloud of blood and then roared away.
The originally peaceful foreign city was suddenly enveloped in a depressing atmosphere.
On that land with distinct layers, alien beings crawled on the ground one after another.
It seemed that from the rough and dry ground, they heard the angry roar from higher latitudes...
"Tips from the Internet: You are in the camp: Chislova's reputation has declined..."
Among the clouds, Yi Xia glanced at the prompt information refreshing on her retina, and then directly selected the relevant shield.
The witch doesn't care...
This chapter has been completed!