The number of creatures in the main god's space exploded, including not only monsters purchased from heaven, but also ascended barbarians and new disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect.
Such a large group of people, consuming data, maintaining the operation of the main god space, and making equipment consume energy beyond imagination.
Fortunately, Xi Tong controls many worlds, and the level of faith in each world is very firm. The power of faith is as rolling as a river, and the abyss is as deep as the sea. In addition, with the great reputation of Dashangfang City, countless faith coins have flowed in, so there is no need to worry about anything.
Next, the training of all heavens and realms officially begins.
After knowing what had happened to the last group of 100,000 people, Tamil remained silent for a long time.
The main god of the system must have a good feeling for the people who have ascended several times before, so they increased the number of people who have ascended.
It's a pity that he failed to show favor to the system's main god, and the 100,000 people who ascended were completely defeated.
The system chief must be very disappointed.
So, he summoned his subordinates overnight to tell the story of the people who ascended, and also asked those who had been beaten until their noses were bruised and swollen to speak out. Everyone gradually came to understand what happened after the ascension.
"Your Majesty the King, I have no intention of belittling the bravery of the barbarians, but the fact is that the battlefield is complex and changeable, and a single type of soldier can easily be restrained. Moreover, most of the ax warriors' attack methods are close-range attacks, and they lack long-range means of controlling enemies. Therefore, I suggest that the promotion quota
Give us elves ten thousand."
"Your Majesty the King, do you still remember the newly developed weapon steam pipe gun of the dwarves? We have made seven improvements, which are lower consumption, more powerful, range and accuracy have also been improved, and we are better at it than the elves.
Remote enemy control, as well as our steam chariots..."
"Your Majesty the King, the Caucasian cavalry invites you to fight..."
"Your Majesty the King, the Valkyrie warriors invite you to fight..."
"Your Majesty the King, the Magic Guild invites you to fight."
"In the name of nature, I serve His Majesty the King."
Tamil originally wanted to work together and come up with a solution, but as a result, all ethnic groups promoted themselves and competed for the spot to be promoted.
However, what they said makes sense.
For example, the steam equipment made by the dwarves by sealing the mist spirit into the steam engine was very successful when the gods came before, and it should be more than enough to cope with the current situation.
However, the ancient magic and archery skills of the elves should not be underestimated.
The strong men of other races are not weak either.
In the past, the Barbarians were all fighting to get promoted, so outsiders would naturally not ask for trouble.
The barbarian hit the iron plate, and the outsider finally had a chance to speak.
Regardless of whether there are any benefits to ascension, just being closer to the main god of the system is enough.
What's more, all the 100,000 barbarians have acquired the skills of Law, Heaven and Earth, and can grow or shrink freely, possessing the mighty bodies of the Titans.
As for the disadvantages, there are none.
Those savages have died dozens of times, but they're still fine, aren't they?
Tamir was extremely disappointed with his men. Besides, this was related to the favor of the main god of the system, so he couldn't help but be selfish.
The barbarians have already occupied the quota of 100,000 people, so how can we make some money for the second batch of 100,000 people?
Immediately, the leaders of each clan made a sand table on the spot, roughly restoring the layout of the battlefield, as well as the approximate number and type of monsters.
Then comes the formation of troops.
Although all ethnic groups try to add more of their own to each other, everyone knows that this is not cutting the cake, let alone dividing the fruit.
If it fails completely this time and loses the favor of the system's main god, there may be no chance of ascending in the future.
Must win!
And to win beautifully.
There can be no selfishness at all!
Therefore, even a centimeter of spacing in the formation has been repeatedly surveyed and verified, and the occupation and equipment of even one soldier among a hundred thousand people have been repeatedly weighed.
At the same time, we must prepare for various emergencies.
For example, the battlefield changes and the opponents change.
If it weren't for the fact that ascension was restricted to people with cultivation levels below the god level and couldn't carry too high-level equipment, all tribes would definitely try their best to stuff all the god-level experts into it, and then each person would have a set of god-level equipment.
It is not impossible for all the big guys present to participate in the battle in person.
Not to mention, since the victory in the War of the Gods, the origin of the Titan Continent has expanded a hundred times, and despite the thick accumulation, it has finally begun to thin out.
God-level experts are not just popping up like bamboo shoots after the rain, but at least they are easier to achieve than before. Not only are the treasures of heaven and earth everywhere in the mountains, they are no longer particularly rare. It is not difficult to assemble a dream army.
Soon, Tailm selected the second group of Ascended Ones.
After receiving the news, Xi Tong began to guide and send 100,000 people to the main god space, and then began to digitize their lives, distribute the laws of heaven and earth, and then go to the battlefield to hone their skills.
Although barbarians are still the main group, there are more other races and professions, and the configuration of arms is quite reasonable. I hope they can defeat powerful enemies.
After that, Xi Tong turned his attention to the Shilipo Sword Sect.
The number of people was 3 million on the first day, and reached a terrifying 10 million on the second day. After that, it increased day by day, with the highest number reaching over 100 million in a single day.
The world of New Immortal Realm was shattered and turned into countless fragments floating in the void. Sword Mountain was just an insignificant fragment among them, but even so, it was larger than the earth.
Although the population is not as huge as that of the earth, it is still no problem to take out hundreds of millions of children between the ages of 3 and 15.
The rules of the New Immortal World are broken and disorganized. People are born infiltrated by the swordsmanship civilization. They are comparable to swordsman masters or even swordsmanship masters. Their swordsmanship talents are first-rate.
The cost of digitizing life is low, and the talent is outstanding. With a little training, you will become a peerless swordsman.
Xi Tong loves Xinxianjie to death.
This is the most precious place for recruiting soldiers in all the worlds.
Although this world only produces swordsmanship talents, what is wrong with swordsmanship talents?
Can fight in close combat and can fly swords.
You can charge into battle and assassinate from thousands of miles away.
The most important thing is that he is handsome!
If I could do it all over again, I would still choose Li Bai, which explains a lot of things.
It seems that family planning needs to be popularized among them to increase the population.
Xi Tong has long thought about the future development path of Shilipo Sword Sect.
All newcomers are cultivated, trained and tempered by the Lord God Space.
Reach the peak of the innate realm and leave the mountain, go to all worlds to experience, and look for opportunities to break through to the god level.
After that, it’s time to condense the rules and find your own way of swordsmanship.
No matter which one you cultivate, you will eventually become a swordsman.
When the time comes, I'll borrow the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation from Master Tongtian to play with, tsk tsk.
This is the most powerful formation in the world of Conferred Gods. However, the Jiejiao Ten Thousand Immortals are a mixed bag, good and bad, and are far from able to exert the power of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
The most important thing is that few of these ten thousand immortals are sword immortals.
If Xi Tong can train ten thousand sword immortals, and then use them with the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, even one hundred thousand sword immortals, one hundred million sword immortals...
Thinking about it, Xi Tong couldn't help drooling.
No more nonsense, training comes first.
Countless spaces the size of pigeon cages have already been generated in the main god space. Each of the new disciples has a room. If the new disciples join, they will continue to generate them.
It's just data, you can generate as much as you want, no land is needed anyway.
There is only one bed and one cupboard in the room, that's all.
It didn't even have a window, it was like a small dark room in confinement.
Exiting the door is the square, the lobby, and then countless dungeon maps from low-level to high-level.