Whether it was the victor or the loser of a war, the result was destruction and chaos.
As long as there was war, there would be misery and suffering.
This had nothing to do with the strength of the two sides. It was an inevitable situation.
The Outer-Realm Protoss …
The newly appointed God Emperor Yale plunged the entire Milky Way into the flames of war. No matter which plane it was, whether they were strong or weak, whether they were close or distant from the Outer-Realm Protoss …
Destroy!
Destroy!
Destroy!
The wails of those who had lost their homes seemed to become the most beautiful melody in his heart.
Under his command and orders, even if the Outer-Realm Protoss hated war, they had to raise their weapons and wave the butcher's knife at those innocent people.
No one could do anything about it …
If they did not kill, Yale would kill them.
In Yale's eyes, there was no such thing as mercy. Perhaps his heart had long been filled with one word …
Destruction!
He was fully deserving of the title of Destruction!
Ever since he was the God King, he had carried out this title. All he thought about was destruction.
But at that time, there was the God Emperor above him …
Now, the God Emperor had fallen.
Yale became the new God Emperor. No one could stop him from carrying out his heart of destruction.
Countless planes …
The once brilliant Milky Way Galaxy had long since been shattered by Yale.
The people of the various planes had thought of joining forces!
Facing Yale and the Outer-Realm Protoss alone, they had no way to resist.
Little did they know …
Their joining forces was still akin to striking a rock with an egg.
The final result could only be destruction. Whether it was the elderly, women or children, all of them would be obliterated.
Or …
Become slaves!
Become the Outer-Realm Protoss, become Yale's tool of war!
Some of them were very unyielding. They would rather die than become Yale's dog.
But some of them …
Submitted!
Inside the Outer-Realm Protoss, Gods could be seen escorting slaves from other planes to the slave station to be branded as slaves.
After that …
These slaves would have their own duties. They would go to whatever department they knew how to do.
The Outer-Realm Protoss established alchemy, talismans, spirit arrays …
A series of departments for them to choose from.
However, these slaves wouldn't enjoy any special treatment after entering. All they had to do was to work endlessly.
If they died, they would be thrown away. If not, they would continue to work!
It was even simpler for those warriors. They would be branded as slaves in their sea of consciousness and be controlled by the Outer-Realm Protoss.
They would be the meat shields at the frontlines of the war!
If he had any other thoughts, the Gods of the God Race would kill him without hesitation.
As for the children …
Mining! Picking herbs! Chop down trees!
It was no different from the slavery system in the Middle Ages. These slaves could only struggle to survive.
The God Race was squeezing their last bit of value out of them …
He would abandon them without hesitation.
There was also no need to worry about not having enough slaves. As long as the war did not stop, the slaves would be continuously transported to the Outer-Realm God Race.
…
While the God Race was busy transporting the slaves, a hundred-man squad was shuttling through the God Race's Outer-Domain Void.
"Are you done?"
Ye Zichen narrowed his eyes and gazed at the fiery planet in front of him. He arched his brows.
The last time I came here …
The Outer-Realm Gods didn't have such a color. Back then, it looked more like a gloomy and lifeless planet from the outside.
From the looks of it, the war with the Outerealm God Race …
The impact on them was not small either!
"Emperor Star, we just took a look around." The Minister of the Left licked his lips, then pointed at the Outer-Realm God Race. "The Outer-Realm God Race's troops are stronger than we imagined."
"Is that so? How much more? "
"At least sixty percent." Emperor Hades made a gesture of six. "It's mainly because they have too many slaves, and their cultivations aren't low. We can sense their auras even from the outside."
"Mm."
Ye Zichen nodded slightly and committed this information to memory.
Sixty percent!
In truth, that was within his acceptable range.
However, he didn't go in person. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that the Four Auxiliary Stars wouldn't let him. Without going in person, he naturally had no idea how strong the slaves Emperor Hades and the others were talking about were.
However ….
From this, it was clear that Yale had destroyed far too many planes during this period. The Outer-Realm God Race's reputation in the Milky Way Galaxy was absolutely tarnished.
There was no way Yale could destroy the entire Milky Way Galaxy so quickly!
There had to be other planes out there!
Ye Zichen was certain that quite a few were waiting for an opportunity!
They were waiting for one of them to attack Yale first and profit from it. Perhaps they would submit to the Outer-Realm God Race, or perhaps they would wage war against them.
When that happened ….
In truth, sixty percent of the slaves was negligible.
If the entire Milky Way went to war, how big of a wave could sixty percent of the slaves cause?
"Hey, why isn't Ahoge here?"
At that moment, Ye Zichen noticed that the Minister of the Right hadn't returned with the group. His heart ached.
The current Outer-Realm God Race wasn't like before ….
They hadn't shed all pretense of cordiality. Back then, when the Outer-Realm God Race saw Ji Yuan, they didn't do anything.
But now ….
But if they saw one, they'd kill one.
Ahoge leaving the group at a time like this wasn't good news. Furthermore, given his personality, he was a troublemaker.
"Oh, him? He stayed behind on purpose."
Yin Shang chuckled. Su Liu 'er and the others nodded. It seemed they all agreed with Ahoge's decision.
"The Outer-Realm God Race has a lot of troops, and they even have a protective barrier around them. If we attack by force, it'll be difficult for us to break through. That's why Ahoge is trying to lure them away. "
"Lure them away? Just him?" asked Ye Zichen.
"They have a few more Imperial Emperors!" "That's not enough!" Ye Zichen shook his head. "How could Yale's barrier be broken so easily? Gou Yuzhan wants to lure them away. First, he needs to make the Outer-Realm God Race feel threatened, then notify Zuo Mo and give him two thousand Divine Powered Cannons!
Twenty thousand divine-grade spirit-recovery pills! "
"Understood!"
"Right, tell him to use them sparingly. Our foundations aren't as deep as the Outer-Realm God Race's."
"Alright!"
Yin Shang gave his orders. Ye Zichen remained in the sky, staring at the Outer-Realm God Race.
He really hadn't expected ….
Yale had set up a barrier around the Outer-Realm God Race's territory. He'd thought he'd be able to fight his way into their territory, but it seemed the future would be a tug-of-war.
But he'd set up a barrier!
This also meant that he wasn't as confident as he sounded.
"Pass on my orders!"
Suddenly, Ye Zichen raised his hands, and someone rushed to his side.
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