The master who created the Mysterious Art of Unnecessary Death was keen on fighting on the battlefield.

Lin Chen had noticed this very early on, so he was not surprised by the impact of Xuan Gong's sudden appearance at this moment.

Cui Sha left, and then Lin Chen walked alone among the hundreds of airships. Every monk looked at him with eyes full of awe.

Two months later, the Yuanhui Legion finally set off.

But before that, Lin Chen met another person - Quan Zongqi.

He is the new deputy commander of the Seventh Fleet. As for the previous Ning Feng, he was transferred away. It seems that the people behind him are quite powerful.

——

The huge flying boat army made it impossible for Lin Chen to see the boundary, but he was surprised by the increasingly thick spiritual energy in the air.

Of course he knew the reason for this. The battlefield of Yongyuan was no longer a cloud, but a territory wrested from Yongyuan. There was no spiritual energy in it, so the only source of these things was the tide of spiritual power.

Many people died, this is the only conclusion.

When Lin Chen was still wondering where these people came from, the familiar scene he saw in his eyes gave him the answer.

"What ethnic groups are those?" Lin Chen stood on the edge of the flying boat and asked Quan Zongqi next to him, pointing at the alien race below who was covered in red and had two tentacles on his head.

Unexpectedly, Quan Zongqi also shook his head at this moment, "It is very similar to the Mingrong clan, but it is definitely not the same clan."

"The largest number of aliens in the Yongyuan battlefield are alien races. I have heard that the number of alien races in the battlefield world is not only 100 million but also tens of millions."

This number is terrifying. You must know that this number is based on ethnic groups. No matter whether your ethnic group has hundreds of millions or billions, it is only one among them.

"Are they all doing it for resources?" Lin Chen was curious. The Yongyuan battlefield was so deserted that it didn't look like it had resources. Why did these alien races take root in it?

"That's right." Quan Zongqi nodded, "These alien races can't compete with other competitors in the world, or they can't go any further for the resources they compete for, so they appear in Yongyuan, and this is naturally the purpose."

"Of course, many of them are affiliated with the human race, and there are not a few who were forced to come here."

"As for their resources, as far as I know, they are distributed directly by You Ming. This is determined based on combat merit. Weaker ethnic groups are counted in ethnic groups. For stronger ones, part of it is given to the ethnic group, and most of it is kept within itself.

This is also a strategy that has the best of both worlds.”

Indeed, military merit cannot be inherited. If you die on a certain battlefield, everything will be lost. This is a devastating blow to those small ethnic groups.

"The reason why these ethnic groups take root in this battlefield world is actually out of necessity."

"Here, everything they have is protected by You Ming, and the power of truth controls everything. No one dares to rob them. There is another reason that is more profound."

"Every race, whether they come here actively or passively, will make a promise. When the world of Yongyuan is leveled, their territory will be given as their fiefdom and will be protected by the law of heaven for a time limit of

——One hundred million years.”

"A very good pie." Lin Chen looked at the rapidly passing territory below with interest. Even if each ethnic group had a small number of people, it occupied a large territory.

However, it is still too small for the entire battlefield, and I don’t even know when it will take until Yongyuan is penetrated.

"Yes, but they believe it deeply and have no choice but to believe it." Quan Zongqi sighed, proud of his identity as a human race.

The legions moved very fast, which was obviously not the speed that the flying boat under their feet could achieve. Lin Chen guessed that there was a strong support for it.

"By the way, you have been on the battlefield for many years, do you know the situation deeper than the Thirteenth Line of Defense?"

Although You Ming gave him information about the defense line and even the entire battlefield, it was too large and too general, and the details were not included.

Quan Zongqi glanced at Lin Chen in surprise. He also wanted to ask Lin Chen about this true successor who came from the air.

"The only thing I know is that the Thirteenth Line of Defense is a brand new line of defense, whether it's living people or dead things."

"The previous Thirteenth Line of Defense was not called a line of defense, but a fortified area. Later, they were all destroyed, and only then did the new Thirteenth Line of Defense emerge."

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes. Alchemy Master had told him that the war on the Yongyuan battlefield had become tense over the past century. Yongyuan, who had always been in defensive mode, suddenly became more aggressive.

Obviously, the original Thirteen Fronts were the price of this turmoil.

"So, the higher-ups probably want to counterattack with attack and re-establish their advantage."

Although this will greatly increase the consumption of both sides, Cangyun Realm, which has been strong for countless years, will never let Yongyuan see any hope. The seven battlefields will inevitably be advanced year after year. They will definitely eat the entire world.

This was how Zifu Jingxianzi sneaked into Yongyuan back then, and on this battlefield, he did not hesitate to pay for this purpose.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen suddenly took out the bronze token and penetrated it with his spiritual thoughts.

"One hundred and twenty-nine thousand, six hundred." Sure enough, the original military exploits had been paid as soon as Lin Chen appeared on the Yongyuan battlefield.

"Brother Zongqi, how is this military achievement calculated?"

"The statistics of battle achievements are made by nine imperial soldiers who cross-observe the entire battlefield, and Youming Tower is supervising it. No one can investigate, so I don't know what the commander said about the calculation of battle merits. I think there is no way it can be wrong."

It would be strange if there were so many imperial soldiers just for the purpose of counting battle achievements, and there were immortal weapons involved. Lin Chen couldn't help but complain.

"But although we don't know the specific algorithm, we can actually detect it roughly over the years." Then Quan Zongqi said: "Normally, ten points of combat merit are enough to create a monk in the realm of true essence, and a thousand

Military merits can help give birth to a Zifujing, and one hundred thousand battle merits. You Ming can even make a mortal become a Yuanxiang realm monk within a hundred years."

"These are widely recognized exchanges, because there are too many foreign races on the battlefield, and this is what they are most passionate about."

"But for us, it's simple. One hundred thousand battle merits can allow you to exchange for a magic weapon."

Quan Zongqi smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest with you, Commander, I don't have more than a hundred combat achievements. In this battlefield, there are too many temptations."

"And even if I accumulate it from the beginning, my total military merit in the past two hundred years is less than 50,000. It is very difficult to obtain military merit!"

Lin Chen no longer had the intention to listen to his complaints, but looked at the token in his hand silently. Did he already earn a magic weapon with his group?

"If all these military achievements are exchanged for resources, I wonder if I can break through the Virtual Hao Mirror." Lin Chen thought to himself, and then his eyes were firm.

If it's not enough, add this military exploit.
Chapter completed!