"It's such a terrifying amount of willpower that you can actually get here." He was still the handsome green-haired boy. He walked up to An's side, with complex eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and disbelief. The five emotions were mixed, and he was no longer what he was before.
of indifference.
"Stop talking nonsense. Since he has come this far, he has already obtained the qualification of the Lord to give blood. He will be a big shot we look up to in the future. Take good care of him and don't let him make any mistakes."
"I know that even one out of ten thousand people may not be able to select one. From now on, when we see him, we will all call him "Sir." Looking at this one-in-a-million boy, a trace of green flashed in the dragon-born boy's eyes.
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"Well!" Young An opened his eyes in a daze, and then he saw a young man who was too beautiful to look like a human being, wiping his body. His eyes moved slightly downward, and then he saw a pair of slightly faint smiles on the young man's back.
Flapping pure white wings.
"Angel!" The naked young man An froze slightly, with a look of astonishment on his face, and then his face turned red, "Am I dead? Have I come to the legendary Kingdom of God?"
"Young man, you are fine. You have passed the test and reached the end of the trial road. Congratulations, you have obtained the qualification to become the Dragonborn Warrior of His Highness Muria."
"Your Highness Muria!" Young An's eyes showed confusion. This was the first time he heard Muria's name, a name that would affect his life's destiny.
"Get ready. Now that you've rested, it's time to prepare for a dragon's blood bath." The little brother Angel reminded the ignorant boy with a smile, "Oh, by the way, I also want to tell you that the dragon's blood you bathe in is the source.
Your Highness, you are really lucky. An opportunity that many powerful beings cannot touch has actually been obtained by you."
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"Your Highness Muria, why do you want to recruit warriors from humans, and also spend your strength to create a dragon's blood pool? You don't need to do this at all."
Terrence, who has been promoted to legend, whispered, with a trace of fear and incomprehension in his eyes.
"Don't think too much, Terrence, I just figured out something recently." Muria, who was standing on the high platform without even taking off his armor, laughed. He had just caught it himself.
An underage rainbow dragon in a very good mood.
"The dominant race in this world is humans. Since they can dominate this world, I shouldn't ignore their fighting power, so I am ready to explore the potential of the human race under my command."
"Your Highness, the only advantage of the human race is their large numbers. You don't need to rely on them at all. Who can the human race defeat at the same level? Goblins? Or goblins?"
As he spoke, Terrence couldn't help but show contempt on his face. Races in the world with a little bit of blood can look down on humans, but why do they have such a low starting point?
"Although the human race has various shortcomings, they are large in number, reproduce quickly, and some of them with outstanding talents are promoted very quickly. This is their advantage. We cannot ignore this. As for their individual strength being too low,
I think transforming them into Dragonborn is a very good solution.
And no matter how weak they are, their promotion speed and their numbers are enough to make up for this shortcoming. I use human souls as gold and use legends to fight souls. Don’t you think this is enough?"
Muria asked with a smile. No matter how weak human beings are, there is still no problem for a legendary human to fight against a soul-level dragon. Of course, some extremely special dragon species are another matter.
"Terrence, look, even if I set such a difficult test, there are still human beings who can reach the end with their own perseverance." Muria pointed at the light curtain in front of her, on which was young An, who was bleeding all over and standing tall.
The scene where he collapsed at the finish line under tremendous pressure, "It is undeniable that human beings still have great potential, and their bodies and blood are very easy to transform."
"But how are these guys qualified to accept your blood?" Terrence asked very unwillingly. He has served Muria for so many years and has only received a drop of blood from Muria.
Now, these humans are eligible to receive the baptism of Muria's blood simply by passing a test of will.
"Terrence, the so-called dragon blood pool only consumes a drop of my ordinary blood. It is incomparable to the blood essence I gave you. And I plan to use this dragon blood pool to provide at least a hundred of the best children in mankind."
Complete the baptism, change their life essence, and complete the bloodline promotion."
"In ten years at most, I will be promoted to the fourth level of the Legend. At that time, the clan will allocate me a world." Muria stared at Terrence, "How many giant standing legions are there in Xinapus? Even 300,000
Even the eight worlds I control now have to rely on the help of local indigenous people. If I get another world, the giant army will not be able to send people to guard it, so I need to form an army in a short time.
A legion with considerable combat effectiveness, you think, besides humans, what better choice do I have?"
"I understand." Although he was still a little aggrieved, Storm Giant Terrence still lowered his head. In just a few years, it is impossible for the giants to form an army with a size of more than one million, but the reproductive power of human beings
An exaggerated, incredibly fast-growing race can do this.
"Furthermore, if I want Sinaps to always maintain vigorous development, it is not enough to just treat giants and dragons favorably. They are only the most important part, but not all. There are also Nagas, elves, dwarves, and half-lengths.
Humans, humans and many other races, if you want them to contribute to me and Xinapus, you must leave enough promotion channels for them, so that they will have enough motivation and work with all their strength.
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"Your Highness, congratulations on your promotion."
"Stop talking nonsense to me, Casio, do you know what I'm expecting?" After completing his promotion, Muria was temporarily unable to control 100% of his power due to the sudden increase in power. There were thunderous flames lingering around his body, and he looked very powerful, just like the ancient times.
God, after six years of endless bloody battles, he finally made a breakthrough again.
"Are you going back to the Titan Islands now?"
"Of course." There was a hint of urgency in Muria's eyes.
"As you wish." Cassio's voice echoed in Muria's mind, "Please stand still and don't move. Now I will start to lock your position and take you back to the Titan clan."
"Didn't you say you couldn't teleport me back?" Muria raised his eyebrows. He originally wanted Cassio to give him a space coordinate, and then he would go directly back to the Titan Islands through the space gap, but it was a little harder for him.
"That was before. Now as your strength continues to improve, my authority is getting higher and higher, and I already have the ability to teleport you back."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
boom!
After three breaths, a huge annular black hole appeared in the space in front of Muria. A seven-color light pillar shot out from it, covering Muria. A huge pulling force came from the light pillar, and then
Muria pulled into it.
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"It's been such a long time!"
Smelling the familiar air, looking at the huge mountains and trees around him, as well as the rare primitive wilderness scenes everywhere, Muria took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily, and suddenly the air crackled.
Thunder flashed, and a hurricane suddenly blew up in this "small" courtyard.
"Then what? Casio, where should I take the world assigned to me?" Muria looked at Casio, who had just condensed an almost substantial elemental body beside him, and asked with a smile.
"I will teleport you into the World Control Palace now." Casio was very considerate...
"Young Titan! Welcome to the World Control Palace. Do you want a big world or a small world?" Just entering a building, Muria had not had time to look at the surrounding scene. A very-looking
A playful titan-like girl appeared in front of him and asked him with a smile.
"Of course it's the big world." Muria replied without hesitation, it doesn't matter what he does, it will be over.
"It's a pity that I don't have a big world here. If you want to become an epic, go and conquer the void!"
"Then what are you talking about to me?" Muria twitched the corner of her mouth, a little helpless. "What do you have here?"
"I have 1,762 small worlds and 117 medium-sized worlds here. Young Titan, you can only choose one of them." The clear voice of the ruling spirit sounded in the empty hall.
echo.
"Then I want a medium-sized world."
"Young Titan, if you choose the small world, I can list the information of all the small worlds for you to choose, but if you choose the medium world, I can only randomly assign them to you."
"Let it be random. I only want a medium-sized world." Muria said firmly. No matter how good the small world is, its energy level is not as good as the worst medium-sized world.
"Yes!" The spirit of the Control Palace nodded, and then a huge, rough stone ax flew from the depths of the palace. She held it in her hand and handed it to Muria.
"What is this?" Muria took the huge stone ax with a confused look.
"This is the certificate of the medium-sized world you have been assigned. When you enter the world with this stone ax in your hand, the creatures inside will obey your orders."
"No," Muria stared at the girl-like spirit, "Didn't you say random allocation? Just give it to me like this. There are no other processes, such as lottery, wheel spinning, etc."
"What are you thinking? All the worlds that the Titans conquered but did not use will be under my control. Doesn't random allocation just depend on my mood? I randomly pick one and give you whatever you want? This is random allocation. Is there any problem?