Among the advanced civilizations in the Land, there would always be one or two geniuses who had the ability to enter the Celestial Honors Class but did not join the Heavenly Gates. As the absolute core heirs of the various wealthy races, they did not lack the resources to cultivate in the Celestial Honors Class. At the same time, they were hidden and protected as the trump cards of the various races.
Shai Lowhe was one of these people. As the genius young master of the Blood Demon Race, he had been dazzling since birth and was a Solid Core! He had broken the bloodline shackles of the Blood Demon Race, a mere level-7 civilization. In the eyes of many higher-ups in the Land and the Star Alliance, he was definitely the future heir of the Blood Demon Race. He also carried the future of the Blood Demon Race advancing to a level-8 civilization. Although he had been concentrating on cultivation in the Blood Demon City over the years and had not heard of any outstanding achievements, he was a heaven-defying freak who was a Solid Core at birth and enjoyed countless cultivation resources from the Blood Demon Race. One could imagine his current achievements and strength even if they used their knees to think. He was one of the strongest fighters from the Blood Demon Race on the list in Ma Dong's hands.
At that moment, the impetuous expression of ordinary young people could not be seen on the face of the Blood Demon Young Master. He just smiled and looked in the direction of the Earth seats. A murderous aura emanated from his eyes, causing Ma Dong, Wang Zhanfeng, and the others, who were thousands of meters away, to shiver for no reason.
They were not afraid, but they were oppressed by his powerful aura, as if they were ants facing a god!
"He's provoking us. Ha ha ha. The Blood Demon Young Master is so domineering. I'm afraid he's targeting Wang Zhong."
"After concentrating on cultivation for so many years, he has to show his face. The future heir of the Blood Demon Race needs reputation. Now, Wang Zhong is like the sun in the sky on Earth. If the Blood Demon Young Master kills him, his name will definitely spread throughout the dimension."
"Of course. How can the Earth be on equal footing with the Blood Demon Race in a Civilization War? If they didn't want to receive such a big gift from Wang Zhong, the Blood Demon Race could just send a few Gold Cores to crush them. There would be no need for the Blood Demon Young Master to take action. "
"That Wang Zhong killed Phumetheus in the Heavenly Gates. The Blood Demon and the Fire Demon are closely related. The Blood Demon Prince wants to avenge his peers.
Many people laughed and chatted. This was a battle of life and death for two civilizations, but in the eyes of many spectators, it was just a game.
Before the conversation ended, an extremely sturdy Blood Demon followed closely behind Shai Lowhe and walked out from behind the door.
This Blood Demon looked very young, probably around 30 years old. His upper body was bare, and his exquisite muscles were bulging. He had a bronze-colored complexion, and a pair of thick, dark red horns protruded from his head. His hands were empty behind his back, and his eyes were calm and fierce. He walked like a crouching tiger or a coiling dragon. Although he did not reveal the aura of a Jindan Stage cultivator, there was a frightening power rushing towards him. His Qi and blood soared to the sky, making people feel as if this was not the three-meter tall figure in front of them, but a giant prehistoric beast from ancient times!
"It's the Demonic Bloodsucking Beast, Gollon."
This time, it wasn't just the others. Even the many 'allies' sitting beside Ma Dong and the others, such as Shalister and the others, were frowning.
"The Demonic Blood Beast Gollon who proved his Dao through martial arts! I heard that he was injured after failing to pass the Heavenly River Tide and has yet to recover. He's actually able to fight this time? "
"What a terrifying Qi and blood. Even from the distant spectator stands, I can feel my whole body heat up …"
Exclamations of surprise instantly sounded from the spectator stands. If the Blood Demon Young Master's attack was within everyone's expectations, Gollon was different.
Demonic Blood Beast Gollon!
The word 'beast' in this nickname was not derogatory at all. As one of the few Gold Core experts of the Blood Demon Race, Gollon was a rare expert who had used martial arts to enter the Dao.
It was said that martial arts were useless because it was too difficult for martial arts to condense a Gold Core. However, if someone could prove their Dao through martial arts and enter the Gold Core Realm, their actual combat strength would be absolutely powerful. It wasn't that a Gold Core Cultivator was much stronger than a Gold Core Cultivator. It was just that it was too difficult for a Gold Core Cultivator to enter the Dao through martial arts, and those with inferior qualities had long been rejected by the Gold Core Realm. Those who could survive and cross this threshold were all outstanding martial artists with top-notch talents. Naturally, their starting point was much stronger than a large number of cultivators who entered the Dao through pill cultivation.
The Blood Demon Race's martial arts were even more terrifying. The Blood Demon Race inherited the Fire Demon Race, and it was rumored that the Fire Demon Race was the descendant of the Desolate Race and the Elemental Race in the Heaven. In this way, the Blood Demon Race had at least a quarter of the Desolate Race's bloodline. It was a super bloodline that relied on their physical bodies. Once they proved their Dao through strength and displayed their talents, they would be quite terrifying. This Demonic Blood Beast Gollon had been a member of the Celestial Honors Class for decades. He was also the Senior Brother of Lavel and the others. He had attempted the Heavenly River Tide before. Although he ultimately failed, he was able to survive the impact of the boundless Heavenly River's power after failing the Heavenly River Tide and falling from the peak of the Heavenly River. This person's strength was definitely shocking. He was an absolute powerhouse among Gold Cores and could be ranked in the top five among the Gold Cores of the Blood Demon Race.
However, it was said that this person had been seriously injured after failing to attempt the Heavenly River Tide. Over the past few decades, he had been recuperating in the Blood Demon Race and had not wandered around the Land. As a result, many people thought that his injuries were too serious, and he was either unable to recover or that his strength had greatly declined.
However, they never expected that he would be the first to appear in the Blood Demon Race's Civilization War. Furthermore, looking at Demonic Blood Beast Gollon's monstrous and terrifying aura and blood-red light that soared into the sky, he did not seem injured at all. On the contrary, he seemed even more terrifying than the rumors.
In the information on the Blood Demon Race that Ma Dong had, Demonic Blood Beast Gollon's name was there. However, because he had failed to attempt the Heavenly River Tide and was seriously injured a few decades ago, almost everyone believed that he would not participate in the battle. Unexpectedly, he was the second to appear.
However, this was not the end of it. Closely after, another existence that also shocked the entire audience appeared.
It was an extremely thin old man. Unlike other Blood Demons who were easily two to three meters tall, this old man looked to be at most 1.6 to 1.7 meters tall. Furthermore, he had a hunched back, and his figure was even smaller than that of an ordinary Earthling. Although he looked like he was about to die, his pair of eagle eyes occasionally flashed like stars in the night sky, captivating one's soul.
Killing God Night Soul!
Previously, when the Blood Demon Young Master and Gollon appeared, there were many sounds of chatting and laughing in the spectator stands, and they were in a leisurely mood. However, at this moment, when they saw this person, even the voices in the entire arena instantly dropped by an octave. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were as silent as cicadas in winter.
Night Soul was able to make a name for himself in the Land as the Killing God. When he was at his peak, his name could even stop children from crying at night in the Land. There was no need to mention how powerful he was. What was even more terrifying was the abnormal killing intent of this skinny old man. He had once spent several years conquering civilizations at the periphery of the world and personally shredded hundreds of millions of lives! It was not that other Gold Cores did not have such abilities. At this level, if they really wanted to conquer weak civilizations, they could easily slaughter hundreds of millions of people with a single killing move. However, no Gold Core would spend several years slaughtering them one by one like the Killing God Night Soul and enjoy the pleasure of killing …
Thus, even though Night Soul had gone into seclusion in the previous era, countless people still remembered his abnormal killing intent. Just a glance from him from afar would make people feel as if they were being stared at by death, and they could not help but feel a chill down their spines.
Boom ~ ~
Before everyone could recover from the shock of this terrifying Killing God, they saw three more Gold Cores following closely behind. Unlike the Blood Demon Young Master and Night Soul who were reserved, the moment these three people appeared, an uncontrollable and powerful Gold Core aura surged out, bringing with it rolling dark red air waves. It was as if the entire sky had become dim and lightless with their appearance!
"Brother Carlos! The three great commanders of the Blood Demon Race in the extraterrestrial battlefield … "
There was an uproar at the scene, and everyone exclaimed in surprise.
First, it was the prodigy Blood Demon Young Master, then it was the famous Gollon and Night Soul. Now, even the three great commanders who were far away in the extraterrestrial battlefield had been summoned back! They had originally thought that the Blood Demon Race only needed to casually send a few Gold Cores to deal with the Earth, but who would have thought that they would send such a lineup?
Did the Earth have the qualifications to be so valued by the Blood Demon Race? The Earth was merely a level-6 civilization that did not even have an official Gold Core and had only been granted a title based on their potential and natural endowments. Any few Gold Cores would be enough to beat them up, but this was actually the case!
The clamor in the entire arena turned into whispers, and the whispers then turned into silence. As a result, no one paid attention to the two Gold Cores from the Blood Demon Race who were of average fame.
Wait, eight?
Many people noticed that the Blood Demon Race actually only sent eight people out.
A Civilization War seemed to be fought by nine people …
Before everyone could recover from their shock, a majestic figure had already stood up from the main seats of the spectator stands.
"I am the ninth person in the Civilization War for the Blood Demon Race."
A loud and clear voice reverberated throughout the entire arena. It was like a great bell that shook everyone's hearts!
That figure was majestic, and those who could sit there had always been god-like existences in the Land! Today, such a god-like figure would actually appear?! How many years had it been since a king-leveled Gold Core had fought in public in the Star Alliance?
The entire arena instantly fell silent. The six people from the Blood Demon Race were already enough to make a level-6 civilization feel despair. Now, there was actually another king-leveled Gold Core!
Could it be that the Blood Demon Race was really going to shave the heads of the Earth?
"Old Blood Shadow, not only did you summon Night Soul and Carlos back to deal with the Earth, which is two levels weaker than the Blood Demon Race, but you are also going to take action? When did the Blood Demon Race become so timid? " A calm voice that belonged to that group of people sounded with a hint of mockery. "Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"Even a lion will use all its strength to capture a rabbit. This concerns the life and death of a race. What does it have to do with being timid?" The Blood Demon Ancestor smiled and did not seem to care at all. "I don't want a weak race like the Earth to take anything from the Blood Demon Race."
Back then, Aixen had upgraded Wang Zhong's request for a Blood Sacrifice Battle to a Civilization War at the Heavenly Gates Conference precisely so that the Blood Demon Ancestor would take action! In order to seek victory and achieve their goals, the Blood Demon Race had always been unscrupulous. What did it mean to bully the weak? The Blood Demon Race did not care at all. It was just an empty reputation, and it was enough as long as they could get by.
"Heh heh, even a cornered dog will jump over a wall. It's best not to speak too confidently. Be careful not to be slapped in the face later." The person who had mocked them earlier narrowed his eyes. He was exceptionally tall, and while the others around him had transformed into towering figures, his actual body was extremely towering. He was eight to nine meters tall, and his body was dazzling with golden light. He was the current patriarch of the Titan Race, Carlos Zarro! He had a name. In the Titan Race, this was a qualification that only the Gold Titans, who had the purest bloodline, had.
"There have always been many who want to slap the Blood Demon Race in the face." The Blood Demon Ancestor calmly glanced at Carloze. The Titan race was the greatest obstacle in front of the Blood Demon Race. If the Blood Demon Race wanted to advance to a level-8 civilization, they had to bypass the Titan race. "Brother Carloze, are you interested in making a bet? Do you want to add some stakes to this battle? "
"…" To be honest, Carlos simply did not like the Blood Demon Ancestor. However, if he wanted to make a bet, how could he bet? The Blood Demon Race had sent out such a lineup, but the Earth did not even have a single Gold Core. No matter how one looked at it, they would definitely die. However, they had already made it in time, and they could not retreat at the last moment. "That's fine. I'll play with you a little. 100,000 Gold Star Stones."
"Ha ha ha!" The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed. "Since when did Brother Carloze become so petty? Do Gold Star Stones mean anything to you and me? I have a piece of Heavenly Dazzling Essence that weighs about 1.5 kilograms. I'll use this item as a bet. If Brother Carlos loses, you can just take out something of equivalent value. "
The Heavenly Dazzling Essence was one of the meteorites that fell from the Heavenly River in the Heaven when the Heavenly River Tide opened. This was a huge meteorite that weighed hundreds of thousands of tons. After enduring the impact of the Heavenly River Tide, only a few grams of essence would be left. It was a top-grade material for refining artifacts and was extremely rare in the Land. It could be considered a supreme-grade spiritual mine. The value of such a large piece of Heavenly Dazzling Essence was immeasurable. Even if one searched through the various rare items in the Land, it was rather difficult to find an item of equivalent value.
This was directly gambling one's entire fortune.
Although Carlos's expression did not change, the smile on his face was somewhat stiff.
Although the Titan Race was a level-8 civilization and was considered one of the strongest in the Land, the Titan Race was really poor. There was no choice as they were too honest. Doing business? That did not exist. They could not compete with other races at all. Furthermore, with the personality of the Titan Race, they would not be able to stay in a small shop and wait for business to come to them. Thus, most ordinary Titans made a living by helping others with security or fighting and killing in the Arena. This was considered an old profession that the Titan Race had been born with, just like how they had served the Dragon Race in ancient times.
Thus, they were very poor. Even the noble Titan Race leader was poor. If it were not for the fact that they had come into contact with the Heavenly Shell Race in pill refinery business over the years, the Titan Race would probably still be carrying on with the habits of their race. They would fight and kill everywhere just to make a living.
They were used to being poor. Other than being stingy, they were also unwilling to suffer losses. Although the Titan Race had accumulated many treasures, they were like their lifeblood. Furthermore, this bet was obviously a free win. Would the Blood Demon Ancestor trap him with just one sentence? Do you think I'm willing?
Carlos coughed softly. Just as he was feeling awkward, he heard a voice beside him. "Heh heh. Patriarch Carlos, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to find a replacement for such a rare item. It just so happens that I have a complete elemental heart here. I'll bet with you. "
The person who had spoken was the Heavenly Shell Superintendent. The Titans and the Heavenly Shell Race had always been on good terms. Thus, it was natural for her to help Carlos out of his predicament.
However, was she really just helping him out of his predicament?
Superintendent Erza's faint smile piqued the interest of many bosses around her.
"A level-S elemental heart from the Heaven. This is a huge sum. It is even better than the Heavenly Brilliant Gold."
"Heh heh. Interesting. Superintendent Erza seems to think very highly of the Earthlings." A strange light flashed in the Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes.
In reality, at their level, things that could "grow" in the Land were no longer of much significance to them. No matter how good the items were, they were already stuck at a bottleneck and could not advance any further. They were just trying to obtain them for their race. However, these rare treasures and strange objects from the Heaven still had a fatal attraction to them. After all, the only channel between the Heaven and the Earth was the Heavenly River. Furthermore, items that could withstand the impact of the Heavenly River Tide and flow into the Earth all carried the might and power of the Heaven. The Heaven was on a completely different level from the environment in the Land. In particular, to Gold Cores like the Blood Demon Ancestor, who had completely solidified and had no other possibility of improving, if they were inspired and guided, they might have a chance of breaking through the shackles of their bottleneck. Thus, in their eyes, this kind of item could not be compared to any other treasure or wealth in the Land. It was extremely rare for them to be willing to use this as a bet.
"I'm not really optimistic. I'm just playing around." Erza calmly said, "Blood Demon Ancestor, you have to be careful. Don't fail miserably."
"Ha ha, Superintendent Erza is really heroic." Beside her, Carloze laughed out loud. Erza had helped him out of a difficult situation. Even if it was just for the sake of the reputation of the two races, he had to do something. He directly said, "You've placed the biggest bet. In that case, I'll bet 10 million Gold Star Stones to accompany you. Old Blood Demon, do you accept the outer bet?"
10 million Gold Star Stones …
Although this was a rare "grand bet" for the Titan Race, to the Ancestors present, this was a joking figure. Only a poor person like Carloze could say such a thing.
The Blood Demon Ancestor smiled. To be honest, the Blood Demon Ancestor had always felt deeply ashamed to be suppressed by such a poor person. He looked down on the Titan Race from the bottom of his heart. They were a simple-minded civilization with well-developed limbs. They were like a group of country bumpkins and did not have the grandeur that a wealthy race should have. Now, they were the followers of the Heavenly Shell Race. Even if they traced back to the origins of the Titan Race, they were still the followers and watchdogs of the Dragon Race! They had a majestic body and massive natural endowments, but they would forever be a lackey.
He was different from poor people like the Titans. Regardless of whether it was the Blood Demon Race that had opened up a path to wealth in the peripheral worlds or the various shameless scams and robberies of the Ancestor, the personal wealth of the Blood Demon Ancestor could be ranked among the top in the entire Star Alliance. Not to mention a mere 10 million Gold Star Stones, he would not even care about 100 million or 1 billion Gold Star Stones. "Ha ha, since I've opened a bet, I will naturally accompany you to the end. If the other Lords are interested, you can also come and play …"
Just as he finished speaking, an ordinary voice sounded beside him. "Since this is a private bet of the Blood Demon Race, and we will not reject anyone … 500 million Gold Star Stones, I bet that the Earth will win one round."
The Blood Demon Ancestor's pupils contracted slightly.
The person who had spoken was Chief Judge Lyon.
To the Blood Demon Ancestor, 500 million was not a lot. What he cared more about was the attitude of the Machinery race regarding this matter. The Machinery race had never been interested in such matters, yet they had actually joined in and participated in this matter? Did they not like him, or did they have too much confidence in Wang Zhong? With the extent of the Machinery Race's monitoring of the Land and their relationship with Wang Zhong, did they really think that the Earth would win?
"It's rare for Chief Judge Lyon to be interested." The Blood Demon Ancestor smiled. "I'll accept …"
Before he could finish speaking, another voice interrupted him. It was an emotionless voice with a hint of coldness and numbness unique to the insect race. "Five billion Gold Star Stones, I bet that the Earth will win one round."
Qin Min!
He was one of the eight great kings who currently controlled the insect race! Unlike the bloated body of an ordinary Brain Worm, Qin Min looked relatively thin and even a little humanoid. The insect race was the race that was the best at evolution. The genes of other races might take thousands of years to slightly improve, but the insect race was constantly evolving every generation. The same Brain Worm was born in the same womb, but they could evolve in different directions and even in appearance. There was a huge difference.
It was well-known that the insect race and the Machinery Race were in cahoots with each other. Furthermore, these two races were on good terms with Wang Zhong in the Heavenly Gates. It was not strange that the Machinery Race supported the Earth, but the amount of money involved …
The wealth of the insect race was recognized by the entire Star Alliance. They occupied almost 80% of the underground world's resources and controlled many industries in the Star Alliance. If they said that they were the wealthiest, no one in the Star Alliance would dare to say that they were the wealthiest. However, this was a private bet, and the wager was five billion Gold Star Stones. Only Qin Min, one of the eight great kings of the insect race, could afford to gamble.
The gambling that was originally like a game suddenly changed at this moment.
Indeed, although Gold Star Stones and money were like floating clouds in the eyes of everyone present, it was naturally different if there was a large amount of money involved. They were all ancestors of their races. Although they did not care about mere Gold Star Stones, the development of their race still required a large amount of money. For example, the S-rank elemental heart that Superintendent Erza had taken out and the Heavenly Brilliant Gold from the Blood Demon Ancestor were known as priceless treasures. However, to a high-leveled civilization and an entire race, these two items were not even worth billions of Gold Star Stones, other than being placed in the treasure collection of their race.
Five billion Gold Star Stones was almost equivalent to the tax income of a top level-6 civilization for an entire year. Even the rich Blood Demon Ancestor would feel heartache. Furthermore, the insect race was famous in the Star Alliance for being good at gambling. Many casinos in the Star Alliance were opened by them. Since they dared to place such a large bet, could it be that the Earth really had some tricks that they did not know about?
Forget about Wang Zhong. However, if the Netherworld King Mu Zi had really hidden his strength when he came to the Star Alliance for the test, even if he faced the six great Gold Cores from the Blood Demon Race, he might still have a chance of winning. Could it be that they felt that the Earth could win through Tian Ji's horse race?
Since the bet had been made, there was no reason for them to go back on their word.
It was only five billion Gold Star Stones. They could afford it! Furthermore, compared to the Earth that the Fire Demon Race was about to obtain, once the Earth that contained the secrets of the Earth's natural endowments and bloodlines fell into the hands of the Blood Demon Race … How could a mere few billion Gold Star Stones compare to that?
"Ha ha ha ha!" A bright light flashed in the Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes. "King Qin is in a good mood. How can I reject money that is delivered to my doorstep? I accept! "
Unlike the chatting interest of these top bigwigs, when the Blood Demon Ancestor announced that he was the ninth candidate for the Blood Demon Race Civilization War, the entire massive arena had completely quietened down and became absolutely silent. It was as if everyone was digesting this explosive news. It was only after seven or eight seconds that many people recovered from their daze.
An ancestor-level figure had taken action! Just this battle alone was worth the price of the ticket. All of a sudden, many people truly hoped that the Earth could be slightly stronger. At the very least, they should be able to make the Blood Demon Race feel a little threatened! However, did the Earth have such strength and qualifications?
Nine great Gold Cores!
The projection suspended in mid-air was continuously playing the images of the nine people. It was very calm, and there was no trace of nervousness from facing life and death. After all, there was a huge gap between them. Furthermore, which of the people who were able to achieve their Gold Core did not have a firm will? To them, the cheers and shouts from the crowd were like smoke passing through their ears.
At this moment, the gate in the direction of the Earth slowly opened.
The first to walk out was Wang Zhong.
The noisy arena quietened down slightly. They still gave a certain amount of respect to this genius who was like the sun in the sky in the Land.
No matter how many civilizations looked down on the Earth, all the civilizations in the Land could not help but give Wang Zhong a thumbs up and praise him for his extraordinary natural endowments. He had entered the Land as a Foundational Stage and had grown to the point where he could compete with some Gold Core experts in just two years. With such natural endowments, even among the level-8 civilizations in the Land, this kind of genius was rarely seen in a thousand years, not to mention that he came from a peripheral world without any background or accumulation. Why did the Earth have the qualifications to stand on the civilization battlefield with a level-7 civilization? It was all because of Wang Zhong!
There was scattered applause from the spectator stands, but there were no cheers. However, suddenly …
"Wang Zhong!"
"Go for it!"
In the spectator stands, Ma Dong and the others, who had been silent since they sat down, finally shouted. Emily, Laura, Milami, and the others had already stood up. Even Princess Ina and the others beside them were loudly cheering for the Earth. Even though everyone's voices were considered very loud, there were only a few of them, and their cheers seemed rather lonely in this huge arena. However, suddenly, there were waves of shouts.
"Uncle Zhong, go for it!"
"Wang Zhong, it's me, it's me! Work hard! "
"Go for it, Prince Wang Zhong! You have to win! "
"Prince Wang Zhong, the Ocean Empire Planet supports you!"
The people from the Heavenly Treasures Street, the Ocean Empire Planet, and the Illusion Race shouted even more crazily at the edge of the spectator stands, as well as the level-6 and level-5 civilization stands on the east side of the spectator stands. These people had long been tied to the same boat as Wang Zhong. Thus, everyone expected them to work so hard.
The arena quietened down. Even if there were a hundred more people cheering for the Earth, it was still a drop in the ocean in a stadium that could accommodate a million people. These hoarse cheers did not increase the Earth's momentum. On the contrary, it seemed somewhat ridiculous and desolate.
Wang Zhong laughed. His gaze swept across the high platform, intentionally or unintentionally. He seemed to be able to see through the layers of seals on the main platform, and his eyes met with the Blood Demon Ancestor's.
He was a mere Solid Core, but his realm was not low. He could actually ignore the many arrays on the main platform … This was slightly interesting, but so what?
The Blood Demon Ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly. He really wanted to laugh. He had experienced many big and small things in his life, but this was the first time he had experienced something with such low risks and high returns.
Most people in the Land thought that the Earth's trump card was the Netherworld King Mu Zi, but the Blood Demon Ancestor knew that the Netherworld King who had left the Netherworld River was far less terrifying than when he was in the underground world. Their true trump card was Wang Zhong!
At that moment, he did not have any reservations and carefully sized up the young man who was known as the number one Solid Core in the Land. Two months had passed. Although he felt that his aura was quite close to that of a Gold Core expert and that he had definitely made a breakthrough in terms of technique realm and path, after all, the aura on his body was still that of a Solid Core.
As long as he was a Solid Core, there was nothing to worry about. What Tian Ji's horse race? Those low-leveled civilizations were probably thinking too much. The one-on-one battles in the Civilization War were very particular. The winner had the right to arrange their troops after the opponent's next fighter appeared. The Earth would definitely strive to win the first round. As their trump card, it was impossible for Wang Zhong to directly participate. The person who was most likely to participate was their second expert after Wang Zhong, the Netherworld King Mu Zi!
However, the Blood Demon Ancestor had already made arrangements for this. Gollon, who was the most stable, would take the lead. He was a guy who had survived the Heavenly River Tide. The Heavenly River and the Netherworld River came from the same source. Furthermore, how many experts had died in the Heavenly River Tide in history? The powerful resentful spirits in the Heavenly River were definitely more powerful than the Netherworld River in the underground world. Gollon could even resist the inner demons in the Heavenly River Tide. A Netherworld King who had left the Netherworld River would pose no threat to him! As for actual ability? Heh heh, could that small Void Core Mu Zi compete with a Gold Core Gollon?
As long as he controlled the initiative, even if Wang Zhong really had a mysterious side that no one knew about, he could just personally deal with him. Even if Wang Zhong was extremely talented and was unparalleled in both ancient and modern times, would a dignified king-leveled expert like him not be able to deal with a small Solid Core? The Insect Race and the Machinery Race wanted to bet on the Earth to disgust him. They must be dreaming!
At that moment, Wang Zhong's image had already appeared on the massive three-dimensional projection above the arena. There were also some personal introductions about him. Before the projection could finish, a second Earthling had already walked out.
It was a bald young man who looked simple and honest. He was not tall, but he gave off a very strong feeling. He carried a coffin that was condensed from gray fog on his back. Waves of gray fog filled the coffin and faintly enveloped this little baldy. He looked like he was surrounded by clouds and fog, full of mystery. Beside him was a handsome Earthling, Grai.
Netherworld King, Mu Zi!
Needless to say, Mu Zi had contributed greatly to the Earth's current reputation in the Star Alliance. In the eyes of the vast majority of people, the real trump card of the Earth was not Wang Zhong from the Heavenly Gates, but the Netherworld King, who had established an illustrious reputation in the underground world. Even though the arena was far away from the Netherworld River, it was still the Netherworld King's territory. A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Furthermore, just looking at Mu Zi, who could make the Netherworld King his servant, did anyone need to doubt his strength?
The weak were prey to the strong in the Land. There were all sorts of mockery of low-leveled civilizations and bullying the weak. However, when faced with true experts, everyone would respect them from the bottom of their hearts. No matter how much they despised the Earth, when faced with these two geniuses who were so famous at such a young age, there were definitely not many people who could mock them. Furthermore, the vast majority of people respected Mu Zi even more than Wang Zhong.
At that moment, most people quietly looked at the two geniuses who were about to fall. There was no doubt that once the Blood Demon Race won the Civilization War, they would definitely not let these two people off, no matter who they let go. Their potential was too terrifying, and the Blood Demon Race would definitely not allow these geniuses with such natural endowments to rise up and take revenge on them. The arena was much quieter than before, causing the voices of the Earthlings, the Ocean Empire Planet, the Heavenly Treasures Street, and the Illusion Race to be even more ear-piercing.
There were millions of people here, but there were probably only a hundred or so true supporters of the Earth, right?
However, just as everyone was thinking this …
"Lord Netherworld King!"
"Lord Netherworld King will definitely win!"
Deafening voices suddenly sounded from the spectator stands of the level-6 civilizations on the right. There were at least a few thousand people! Most of them were from various strange and rare races, such as the Goblin Race, the Black Flame Race, the Three-Headed Race, and so on. They had evolved from the succubus, three-headed hellhounds, and other races in the underground world and could be considered survivors. Although they were just miscellaneous soldiers under the Netherworld King, they were the culmination of the Netherworld King's research on bloodlines. How powerful was the power of their bloodlines? Even if they were just survivors, after a long period of time, they had long reached the standard of a level-6 civilization and were scattered in large numbers in the Land. Tracing back to their origins, the Netherworld King, who had created the succubus, three-headed hellhounds, and other mutants, was naturally the source of their civilization.
Even though they had long broken away from the underground world and become a part of the Star Alliance in the Land, they could not forget their origins. Every civilization had a source, and worshiping this source as the foundation of their civilization was something that 99% of the civilizations in the Star Alliance would do. When they mentioned this, they would gain a lot of face. However, they were the only ones who did not. In fact, they did not even dare to publicly mention their "ancestor", the Netherworld King.
After all, over countless years, the Netherworld King had always been suppressed by the Star Alliance and opposed the Star Alliance. These races that were merely level-6 civilizations definitely did not dare to publicly support the Netherworld King. However, it was different now. The identity of the Netherworld King had been officially recognized by the Star Alliance, and they finally had a chance to be proud and elated. They could proudly announce to everyone that their civilization originated from the bloodline of the Netherworld King! This was a noble bloodline!
There were dozens of civilizations and thousands of people shouting and cheering in unison. In the arena that had become much quieter, there was a bit of an imposing aura, causing people to raise their eyebrows.
"This Earth … There are actually people who support them."
"When did these people go blind?"
"Are you serious? They are all survivors of the underground world bloodline. They are just vainly trying to use their relationship with the Netherworld King to raise the value of their bloodline. "
"Just wait and see. This is the only group." There were finally some noises of discussion in the spectator stands. As a result, Grai, who had walked out behind Mu Zi, did not attract anyone's attention.
Grai's expression was very calm. Being ignored by the entire arena did not have any impact on his heart at all.
In reality, before this morning, he had been deeply worried. However, when he heard about all the arrangements that Wang Zhong had made after coming out of closed-door cultivation … Grai calmed down. He did not dare to say that Wang Zhong's arrangements and judgment were completely foolproof, but he now believed that the Earth really had the power to fight.
When he walked to Mu Zi's side and stood beside him, he did not even look at the eight terrifying opponents opposite him. Instead, he could not help but turn around and look at the tunnel behind him.
Would the people that Wang Zhong had mentioned appear one by one? Were they really as strong as Wang Zhong had judged? Were they strong enough to rival the terrifying Gold Cores from the Blood Demon Race?
A tall and sturdy figure appeared at the entrance of the tunnel. At that moment, the arena had not calmed down from the cheers of the survivors of the Netherworld King's bloodline. However, an even greater wave immediately erupted.
"Aiolos!"
"Ha ha ha! It's Aiolos, the invincible God of War! "
It wasn't just small cheers. This time, the cheers had spread throughout the entire arena. Although the cheers were very messy and the chants were not uniform, there were a lot of people, and they were everywhere.
The person who had come was Aiolos. His influence in the Land was not as great as Wang Zhong and Mu Zi's, but his cheers were much louder than the former two.
Who cared about the Civilization War? After all, this was the Arena. Those who could come here were either rich or respectable. Furthermore, most of them were battle fans in the Land. Furthermore, as long as they were battle fans in the Land who were interested in battles and competitions, they would definitely have heard of the name of Aiolos, the upstart of the Arena. They might not think that Aiolos had the capital and strength to compete with a Gold Core from the Blood Demon Race, but at the very least, they acknowledged this person. They acknowledged this fellow who had injected fresh blood and various new elemental rules into the Arena, which had already started to feel dull.
Boom boom boom!
At that moment, when Aiolos walked out of the passageway, there was a thick smile at the corner of his mouth. Not only did he ignore the respected bosses in the spectator stands, the full audience, and the Gold Core from the Blood Demon Race who was waiting to kill them, but he also focused all his attention on Wang Zhong and Mu Zi, who had been waiting here for a long time.
Even though Wang Zhong had communicated in detail with Aiolos through the communication spirit mirror, this was the first time the three brothers had reunited in the Land. Their eyes were filled with joy.
"Second Brother, Third Brother!"
Aioros's hands were large, and he was so excited that he grabbed both Wang Zhong and Mu Zi tightly with each hand. His strength was like that of a mountain, and only Wang Zhong and Mu Zi were able to do so. If anyone else was in his shoes, they would have probably died from his grip.
"Big Brother!"
The six hands held each other tightly, and an unparalleled confidence instantly filled the hearts of the three of them.
Back then, when everyone was still very weak, they had already gathered to fight in the Fifth Dimension and had never failed! At that moment, to the three of them who had reunited, the Blood Demon Race was just another newly opened secret realm in the Fifth Dimension. Danger? There was, but as long as the three of them gathered together, they would definitely conquer everything!
Even though they had not seen each other for three or four years, and each of them had walked their own path, the tacit understanding they once had returned at this moment. There was no need for too many words. In just an instant, they had understood each other's intentions through the exchange of their gazes. The three of them laughed out loud. "Ha ha ha ha!"
That hearty and sunny laughter was somehow contagious, giving people the illusion that the protagonists of this battle were the three weaklings, and not the eight Jindan Stage cultivators on the opposite side!
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