The battle... No, the massacre continued.
Shixin and his brothers were powerful beings, and were still fighting against Ao Bai and his brothers. Emperor Xun and Yu Huo's clone hadn't sent out any truly powerful beings to fight.
The most powerful ones were no more than Senior Magi, but under their lead, the weakest ones were at the level of mortal beings. Day and night, they marched to Yao Mountain City. Wave after wave of warriors marched into the blood-red ocean, then disappeared without a trace.
Zhu Rong had come to Ji Hao for a couple of days. He felt that a war like this wasn't normal.
Donggong and Ximu had stopped fighting. After all, they were powerful beings who once stood at the level of saints. Facing these powerful beings, who could easily slaughter billions of ants for over a month, Donggong and Ximu didn't have the heart to do it anymore.
Not because they were soft-hearted, but because they didn't want to lose face. Even if the enemies sent out a few Divine-Magus-level beings, Donggong and Ximu would still be able to kill countless of them in a moment. But at least, they wouldn't be humiliated like this!
Slaughtering countless defenseless beings like mowing grass, killing billions of ants with a single slap... Donggong and Ximu had done too many things like this. If the others knew about this, Donggong and Ximu would truly lose face!
The blood sea rolled. More half-dragon warriors, blood pool ghosts, and other powerful zombies from the Netherworld lurked in the blood sea, crazily slaughtering the cannon fodder warriors who rushed over to die. Among the defensive lines built by Ji Hao, many warriors hadn't released a single arrow yet, and their blades hadn't even been stained by blood yet.
As Zhu Rong said, a war like this was way too abnormal.
In the center of Yao Mountain City, on the top floor of the eighty-thousand-meters-tall tower, a round-shaped mirror with nine coiling dragons floated in the air, glowing brightly. Everything around Yao Mountain City was clearly visible in the mirror. Earth-shattering cannon fodder warriors roared as they marched to the blood sea defensive line built by Ji Hao. Countless warriors howled while being devoured by the blood sea, but more and more warriors had been rushing over.
During the past month, exactly how many creatures had been devoured by this blood sea defensive line built by Ji Hao and Netherworld Priest?
No one counted, and no one was willing to. Or, in other words, no one dared to. These Yu Clan warriors and those colony worlds were all invaders who forcibly invaded Pan Gu world. Killing them would bring natural rewards power to Ji Hao, which was obviously a good thing.
But... too many of them had been killed. Except for those inhuman devils, who could slaughter billions of creatures without any pressure?
Except for Ao Bai, who was still fighting against Shixin and his brothers, Ji Hao, Zhu Rong, Donggong, Ximu, Qing Qiang, Shaosi, Man Man, Taisi, Feng Xing, Yu Mu, Ji Xia, Qing Qiang, Yuan Li, Shermie, Yi Di, even Bamboo Master and Priest Sadness had all gathered in the tower, watching the cruel battle through the mirror with sullen faces.
Gold Crow Clan people and elite divine warriors under Ji Hao's command had been fighting for over a month, but suffered almost no casualties.
On the other hand, the casualties suffered by the allied forces of the non-human races were simply too shocking. No one counted how many warriors the non-humankind had lost, neither did anyone count how many living beings had been swallowed by the blood sea. Merely by looking at the tens of millions of miles thick blood-red clouds above the blood sea, one could tell that this was an astronomical number.
"War … is not fought like this!" As the dominator of Southern Wasteland, Zhu Rong had been fighting against Gong Gong Family for countless years. Therefore, Zhu Rong had an incomparably rich war experience. Resolutely, he said, "Wars … can't be fought like this! This is disregard for human life, this is outrageous … Those strange clan monsters, they don't take these soldiers seriously at all! "
No one said anything. Everyone understood that Zhu Rong was right.
But in such a mysterious battle situation, who could tell what was hidden behind it?
"Yeah, what's the big deal? In any case, we're the ones taking advantage of them! " Man Man sat on the armrest of Ji Hao's throne with her legs crossed, carelessly playing with the hammer held in her hands. The pair of hammers shrunk to the size of fists, flying up and down along with streams of fiery light. Swooshing sounds of wind and thunder could be heard from the hammers.
"No matter what tricks they have up their sleeves, as long as the Heaven-earth Formation is not destroyed, nothing will happen!" Man Man was as simple-minded as ever, but she said the most reasonable words, "Uncle Wen Ming will clean up the mess of the humankind when he comes back. What's the rush?"
The people in the tower remained silent for quite a while, then Donggong chuckled and said, "You're right, dealing with all kinds of changes by remaining unchanged … Good, good, good … As Man Man said, as long as the Heaven-earth Formation is undamaged, Yao Mountain City will be safe. As long as Yao Mountain City is safe, anything can be discussed. "
By now, Yao Mountain City was the only entrance to the heaven. As long as Yao Mountain City was safe, the heaven would be safe. As long as the heaven was safe, the great Dao of nature of Pan Gu world would be running smoothly. As the great Dao of nature of Pan Gu world was running smoothly, the humankind, who was favored by the natural fortune of Pan Gu world, would be safe.
As long as the humankind was safe, it would be able to grow and develop. As long as Si Wen Ming restored order and stabilized the humankind, more and more talented human beings would emerge, and the new powers of Pan Gu world would be endless. By then, no matter how many non-humankind monsters there were, what could they be afraid of?
Ji Hao and the others had figured this out as well. They laughed out loud, looking at the hell-like battlefields in the mirror in a relaxed mood. Abruptly, Ji Hao laughed and said, "Whatever they are planning, these outer space creatures have died in our Pan Gu world, and they have improved our Pan Gu world. Even if their flesh and bones have been turned into meat paste, plants can still grow … This is good! "
While talking and laughing, Mr. Crow swaggered in. He glanced at the people in the tower and shouted with a high-pitched voice, "Ji Hao, that bird-headed man came again last time. He said that he brought their so-called Divine King, and he wants to see you. They were sneaky, afraid that others might see them. I've already taken them to the bottom of the tower and hid them. "
People in the tower released their spirit powers one after another. Like a gust of wind, streams of spirit power reached down from the tower.
Under the tower, in an inconspicuous side hall among a group of magnificent palaces, Su, the messenger of God Yu Meng, who met Ji Hao in the heaven last time, was politely standing behind Yu Meng.
Yu Meng, who was tall and sturdy, was sitting straight on a large chair, holding a teacup carved out of amber in his hands. He seemed to be enjoying the wisps of white steam rising from the teacup.
The tea Mr. Crow served Yu Meng with was a special tea from Jade Lake in the heaven, a unique treasure in Pan Gu world. Yu Meng's family had conquered a hundred worlds, and all of them were deserts. When had he ever seen a tea like this?
Abruptly, Yu Meng raised his head and laughed out loud. He had already sensed tens of spirit powers approaching.
"Emperor Ji Hao, I, Yu Meng, have come uninvited. Please forgive me … But, something is wrong!"
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