"Your Excellency Xiuyi, how is Lu Ping'an's condition now? Is it safe?"
As the main army entered the new world, Lin Nu's high-level deliberation body also joined as scheduled.
This time, most of the top executives have chosen to participate in this war game. Their interests are already highly bound to Mercury 42 and the Earth. How can they back down at this time?
Just the day before yesterday, when they heard that the incarnation of Lu Ping'an had become a local warlord and had blended into the world, although they were very surprised, they did not doubt that the young man had given them too many surprises or even horrors.
No one will underestimate such a being who is destined to be promoted to "greatness".
However, today he is still only a seventh-level person, a seventh-level person who has just advanced to the seventh level.
"His incarnation should be at the highest level six. Do you need to dispatch some high-level fishmen to blend into his legion and help out? Perhaps, in order to coordinate internally and externally, we should speed up the progress."
It is extremely difficult without high-level combat power, so someone made this suggestion.
The frontal battlefield has already encountered a lot of trouble. The will of resistance in this world is very strong, and the attack of quasi-god-level creatures has posed a huge threat to the "New Country".
No one would underestimate the world's rebellious quasi-gods and eighth-order people. They were a little worried that their little brother's precious chess pieces were accidentally folded here.
Xiuyi pondered for a moment before speaking.
"His situation is indeed very delicate. Judging from the development of the situation, we need to speed up the progress."
Her speech instantly stirred up waves, and many people immediately expressed their uneasiness.
"Sure enough, being alone among those ferocious fish-men would be very depressing and uncomfortable even if one could avoid revealing one's identity."
"How about sending a small team to share the pressure on him?"
‘Too young to entrust such a burden to him’
Many big shots were talking about it. It seemed that they had already anticipated and understood Lu Ping'an's difficulties.
This is not contempt, but a judgment based on past experience and objective reality.
"Uh, I mean, if you don't hurry up"
The owl/sea lion/aplysia and other messenger animals also showed quite troubled human expressions.
"If he doesn't hurry up, he might unify the world."
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Her Excellency Xiuyi's statement was a bit exaggerated. Lu Ping'an's current condition was actually not as good as she expected. He had progressed too fast and was naturally taken seriously. As a result, he was strangled and besieged by high-end forces.
However, he was still just sitting on the throne, with his head tilted on his right fist, calmly looking at the battlefield in front of him, as if he was watching a boring drama.
Seeing how the nine kings under his command sacrificed their lives to stop the overlord.
Watching how they exploded, how they broke through before the battle, how they suddenly jumped from lv4 to lv5, and used powerful black fire weapons to fend off powerful enemies. Even though they were lucky enough to win, they looked at their king with gratitude, but all they saw was
A rather boring and plain face.
"If you don't obey, kill me." The deep male voice was not high-pitched, but these former kings shuddered in their collective consciousness.
They smelled murderous intent.
Obviously, their king is not satisfied with just repelling even the overlord, isn't it in his eyes?
But those calm and even boring eyes made these "kings" more frightened and uneasy than the angry whipping.
They are afraid, afraid of being judged as useless by their masters, afraid of being squeezed out of the war system by the king, afraid that they will not be able to be resurrected even if they die, or even worse, they will be enslaved, used as tools and transformed into bombs.
“Next time, next time we will definitely”
"Yes, Master, give me another chance"
At some point, the noble "king-level" creature also regarded the monster in front of him as its true master.
Wang didn't reply. He just silently stretched out his middle finger and pointed forward.
Nonsense is meaningless, show it to me, that's what he said.
But the people on the throne are just because
"Are your feet numb?"
"I was numb yesterday and completely unconscious today."
Lu Ping'an sighed. I'm afraid even an ordinary eighth-level person can't run a "field" of this level. For him now, even with the blessing of fate, it's really too much pressure.
Maintaining this world, especially the war world where new "soldiers" are constantly joining, would have overloaded Lu Ping An. If he hadn't accidentally given himself a deferred payment, he would have overloaded GG.
"Life is always in a cycle."
The flesh and blood of the dead are dissolved and absorbed, becoming nutrients for "reviving" one's own side, and these war pieces are constantly upgraded and stronger during the war.
Lu Ping'an was no longer satisfied with just giving a "warrior level". Not long ago, he dropped two chess pieces, a soldier and a knight, and the two meritorious figures immediately completed a qualitative change.
Born for war and died for war, even the rough soldier template gives the creature at the peak of the law the path of a soldier of at least level 4 or above, giving it the possibility of directly fighting to the death with king-level creatures.
In addition, the knight (horse) chess piece not only gives him the template of the war heavy knight, but also gives him the privilege of distorting space and teleporting at a fixed angle.
Now, among the "altars" in front of Lu Ping'an and the huge sandbox simulating war, the two chess pieces are shining with dazzling brilliance.
"I think I can advance again."
When he said this, Lu was a little confused.
A pure single profession seems to be regarded by the world as an evolution of biological talents. The Son of War has eaten too many lives, and the world is urging him to evolve as soon as possible.
"Overlord-level creature?"
Lu Ping'an's "principles" were put into practice during the war. It was a journey similar to a god's ascension ceremony, but it was smoother. The big cat over there was already jealous to the point of abstraction.
Although this is not a normal professional advancement, it is really called the eighth-level overlord in this way.
“Will it affect my path?”
"I really want to say yes, but you are just a clone now and just a dream, so it probably won't be."
Normal eighth-level soldiers, in the field of professionals, are often the fusion of several or even dozens of professional modules. But now, as a pure eighth-level creature, it seems that they can rely on a certain "pseudo-reason" and rely on Lu Mou
The realm of black flame war that people are showing now has crossed this hurdle.
"oh."
As a result, the flame became more intense.
Lu Ping'an has not taken any step, but his existence has begun to enter that field.
A hole was torn open in the container of life, and more flames spilled out.
When the blazing flames swept across the entire battlefield, everyone felt that they had been strengthened again.
They looked at their king and either marveled or expressed gratitude or shouted loudly to express their loyalty, but the only response was still the figure sitting silently.
It seems that even if he evolves again, even if he is about to become the "overlord", he still cannot be satisfied.
So, what can satisfy him, more life? More land? More wealth? Or, none of this is enough.
"World!! Let us dedicate the whole world to our King!"
"Yes, our king is the only king and the master of this world!"
"The Great Shark King"
No matter how much they praised, they still received only silence and a pointed middle finger.
However, the smart man who was the first to shout "World" put on a cloak of flames. The next moment, this "Bishop" chess piece completed a leap in biological level.
"Great King." The new bishop didn't talk nonsense anymore. He understood the master's will and pointed in the direction of the overlord's escape.
The army will never end until it conquers everything.