"Go to Ratmala!" Wu Ming quickly made his decision and said to Chu Xuan and Chu Xuan...
Chu and Xuan were ordered by the Lord God to rescue the Little Lord God, and they could not refuse this order.
The three people quickly flew up and turned into golden light and disappeared.
two days later
Ratmala is the name of a place, an important city in the south of the Yinmei tribe, and the territory of the southern king Feng Su among the twelve Yinmei kings.
If they guessed correctly, Feng Su should be Yueyue's true self, and her strength is at least on the level of a seven-star heroic spirit master.
The chaotic world is divided by stars, and the seven stars correspond to saints.
In the world of the heavens, the main god is an existence close to the way of heaven. As its opposite existence, Feng Su's strength cannot be underestimated.
"Kill, for Ratmala!"
"Destroy these monsters, and the Pretty Girls Legion will win!"
When Wu Ming and his party arrived at Matmala, they happened to catch up with a small-scale war.
The protagonists of the war are, on the one hand, the city-state of Matmara, and on the other hand, the old enemy of the Silver Mei clan, a race called tentacle monsters.
Standing in the air and looking down, he saw countless girls carrying heroic spirits, fighting against the tentacle monsters.
The number of tentacle monsters is smaller, less than one hundred thousand, it seems, but the legion composed of beautiful girl heroic spirits must be at least one million.
A group of about ten beautiful girls were surrounding the tentacle monster. The whole scene looked, well, a bit eye-catching.
I saw a beautiful girl in white stockings being captured by a tentacle monster with its tentacles. The next scene was jaw-dropping.
The tentacle monster waved more than a dozen tentacles, tied up the beautiful girl, and at the same time stuffed one tentacle into the beautiful girl's mouth, and sprayed out a ball of milky white unknown liquid.
After being injected into her mouth by this liquid, Sailor Moon immediately collapsed, and the summoned heroic spirit disappeared, as if she had turned into an ordinary person.
"The liquid sprayed by these tentacle monsters seems to have a restraining effect on the heroic spirits!" Colonel Chu said, touching his chin as he witnessed the battle below.
Wu Ming nodded silently, and soon discovered a special phenomenon, and said: "Look, those polluted girls were not killed by the tentacle monster, but were put aside very gently."
The tentacle monster is more than ten meters tall. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with gentleness.
However, its movements are really gentle, as if the beautiful girl he polluted has become a rare treasure. Not to mention hurting her, even heavy movements are a sin.
"It hurts so much. Help, my stomach hurts!"
A polluted girl was rolling on the ground holding her belly, sweat dripping from her forehead.
Soon, the girl's belly began to swell. In just a few minutes, her flat belly looked as if she had been pregnant for nine months.
The next second, there was a bang, and a small tentacle monster tore its belly and emerged from it. The beautiful girl struggled twice and then died.
"This is" Colonel Chu seemed to have discovered a new world, he pushed up his eyes and said in surprise: "Is this the way tentacle monsters reproduce?"
Similar scenes are happening constantly. Some tentacle monsters are killed by beautiful girls, and some beautiful girls are contaminated by tentacle monsters, thus giving birth to small tentacle monsters.
It's a pity that the number of tentacle monsters is much less than that of beautiful girls.
When more than half of the battle was killed, the tentacle monsters began to retreat. They did not take the corpses of their companions with them, but took the new baby tentacle monsters with them.
After the army of 100,000 tentacle monsters retreated, only more than 20,000 were left, but they took away nearly 200,000 cubs.
The Pretty Girls Legion suffered greater losses. Many people died covered in flesh and blood, covered with unknown white liquid. However, no one showed sadness, as if they had won the battle, many people were cheering.
"There seems to be a problem here!" After the tentacle monster retreated one kilometer, the beautiful girl stopped pursuing it and instead allowed it to leave.
Wu Ming could easily see that there were more powerful people outside the front lines of both sides, watching with cold eyes.
As for the tentacle monsters, there are ten purple tentacle monsters. They have more tentacles and are stronger, but they have not joined the battlefield.
As for the beautiful girls, there are ten ladies in black stockings, each wearing a five-star or six-star badge.
Like the tentacle monsters, these black stocking ladies did not take action. Instead, they were discussing something like referees and pointing at the battlefield below.
"This time in the harvest festival, no one can do anything. It can only be regarded as a draw."
"Well, that's all we can do. The new students didn't perform well this time. If they could cooperate better, they could annihilate this group of tentacle monsters."
The exact same conversation was also discussed among the tentacle monsters.
It's just that unlike the beautiful girl army, the tentacle monsters are even more regretful, with unwillingness written on their faces.
The Harvest Festival is the battlefield between the Tentacle Tribe and the Silver Mei Tribe, and it is also a prescribed way for the two tribes to coexist peacefully.
As old enemies, the Tentacle Tribe and the Silver Mei Tribe have fought countless wars over hundreds of millions of years.
In the end, there was no winner in the war. Instead, the two tribes lost troops and generals, and were almost occupied by other continents.
Since then, a more civilized way of fighting has emerged, which is the harvest festival.
The Harvest Festival is held once a year, and only human high school graduates and newly adult tentacle monsters from the tentacle tribe can participate.
If humans win, all the participating tentacle monsters will be killed. On the other hand, if the tentacle monsters win, the beautiful girl will be taken away by the tentacle monsters and become a trophy for racial reproduction.
Feasts like the Harvest Festival are held in all major city-states, and the two sides compete for the next generation.
In this way, the high-end combat power of each ethnic group will not be lost, and other continents will not be able to take advantage of it. It has become the first choice for ethnic groups to compete for hegemony in recent years.
"It's really refreshing to see a beautiful girl fighting against a tentacle monster and have such an operation!" Looking at the two groups retreating, Zheng Zha exclaimed that he had learned a lot.
The unknown liquid of the tentacle monster restrains heroic spirits and can use beautiful girls as embryos to develop the next generation.
Beautiful girls have a numerical advantage. A dozen or so people form a small team. If they cooperate well, they can turn defeat into victory.
Putting these two races together, they are both old enemies and symbiotic races. The relationship between them is so complicated that it makes people sigh.
Zheng Zha finally figured it out. There are indeed many wonders in the world. No wonder the islanders have this routine.
The war ended, and both sides began to clean up the corpses and withdraw from the battlefield.
A beautiful girl who was killed in battle was redressed, her body was cleaned, and she was placed in a black coffin.
The tentacle tribe was a little rougher, and the corpses of their companions were devoured on the spot, leaving nothing behind soon.
Wu Ming and the other three were hiding in mid-air, following the legion of beautiful girls, heading towards the city-state of Latmala.
Along the way, the beautiful girls without makeup began to put on makeup and take care of their appearance.
At first, Wu Ming and others were still wondering why these people were not sad.
After entering the city, they understood that this was a victorious team and they had returned as heroes.
"We must win, we must win, we must win!"
A tie means that both sides can declare themselves the winner and no one is a loser.
In the city-state of Latmala, it was like a festival, with lights and colorful lights everywhere and cheering crowds coming and going.
Wu Ming and the other three were in hiding. No one could detect them when walking on the street.
Soon, they discovered that most of the cheering people were women, while the men could only shyly hide by the window and look outside with envy.
"I think back then, when I was in my class, I killed three tentacle monsters by myself. Those tentacle monsters trembled all over when they saw me. They looked so funny!"
"That's because you are lucky, and you happen to be in the same class as Queen Feng Su. Otherwise, your class would have been miserable."
"That's right, the 2009 graduates were kidnapped by tentacle monsters. I heard that those people are still acting as reproductive machines to give birth to tentacle monsters!"
"By the way, if we count the time, the ten-year contract is coming soon, and the 2009 graduates will be back soon, right?"
"What are you doing here? A bunch of rotten bastards. They might as well be eaten by tentacle monsters."
Laughter, cheers, curses, all the sounds are heard.
Hundreds of thousands of beautiful girls wearing white silk stockings and sailor uniforms appeared on stage like heroes.