super zombie factory

Chapter 1890 Second goods
"The competitive planet of the Black Dragon Clan was destroyed, the Black Dragon Clan lost their qualifications as the Chosen Clan, and the race was wiped out."

The creepy cosmic broadcast appears again.

When hearing this cosmic broadcast, endless fear surged into the hearts of every race governor once again.

Another race, gone.

Especially the racial governors who had seen Lu Chuan on Judgment Star before, their expressions changed drastically.How long has it been since the appearance of this cosmic broadcast since the human governor left?In less than 3 minutes, it is the genocide of a genocide.

They will not doubt their own judgment at all, even if the world doesn't say it, but all of this is done by human beings, it is not a secret.

No one can prove it, because all known races have been wiped out.

The reason why the human governor appeared just now is probably because he passed the trial planet to transfer, and then wiped out the Black Dragon Clan.In less than 3 minutes, the black dragons were completely slaughtered as chickens and ducks, without any effort.

Thinking carefully, this is the fifth-ranked race, and even the human governor can't stop it for 3 minutes. Who else can take over the human butcher's knife?It is the Hundred Clans Alliance, and I am afraid it is also a chicken and a dog.

Cosmic broadcast, of course, anyone who is the chosen one will receive this broadcast.

Of course, the Governor of the Fallen Banshee Clan also received it. It stood on the huge palace with a stiff expression, as if it had been slapped hard.

"Is he really that strong?" There was a look of confusion in the eyes of the governor of the fallen banshee tribe. The harassment from the Sharon tribe continued, but in the blink of an eye, the human governor responded to himself in this way.

Compared with harassment, the human governor's blow was truly ruthless.

Another race was killed by Mo, and not long after the Hundred Clans Alliance was established.Undoubtedly, this is more like a show of authority, more like a mockery, ridiculing one's own self-control, how dare an ant stand in front of an elephant?

For the Hundred Clans Alliance, this is a slap in the face, so resounding.

Humans' counterattacks are so direct and rude, didn't you send someone to harass me?Come here once, and I will destroy the whole family... This kind of approach is absolutely domineering.

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race sighed: "I'm afraid there are many races in the alliance who should feel panic."

After thinking about it, the governor of the Sinister Banshee Clan smiled again.

The domineering behavior of human beings is actually a good thing from another perspective.The stronger the pressure, the stronger the rebound.The various races in the League of Hundred Clans actually have no way out. Since there is no way out, and there is this kind of pressure from humans to exterminate the race, will they become crazy?
For any race that is frantically fighting for its life, the power that erupts is enormous.

The human governor thought he could use this method to deter the Hundred Clans Alliance, but he didn't know that this was just a kind of motivating force, which made the Hundred Clans Alliance more cohesive.

The governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan narrowed his eyes, and with a move of his hand, a burst of energy burst out from the palace.

Since this is an alliance star, there are naturally inspectors of various races standing by here.The energy just now was actually the calling order of the Queen of the Alliance of Hundred Clans. Under this order, the patrol envoys of all races stationed here all disappeared with their thoughts.

After issuing the order, the Governor of the Fallen Banshee Clan returned to his seat.

It didn't even take ten seconds, the space in the palace was distorting, the governor of the Awu tribe appeared first, and it saluted the governor of the fallen banshee tribe: "Queen."

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan nodded and pointed slightly to the side.

This time, all the governors of the hundreds of races were summoned, so the governor of the Awu tribe just bowed and didn't ask any questions. Instead, he quietly retreated to the side and stood there. It knew that there would be a large number of governors coming.

The Governor of the Fallen Banshee Clan tapped his hand in the void, his mind transformed, and the entire palace disappeared, turning into a place similar to an altar.

This place was growing crazily, and soon the size reached hundreds of kilometers.

Standing here, you can feel how small you are.

The purpose of abandoning the palace is to expand the capacity... After all, some of the coming race governors are very large, and if they are in the palace, they will definitely not be able to accommodate them.They could actually be smaller too, it's just not necessary.

After finishing all this, the Governor of the Fallen Banshee Clan sat back on the throne of the queen he had transformed.

There are some special distinctions because it needs to build a hierarchy, otherwise how can it rule hundreds of clans and drive them?Hierarchies were established, and it on the queen, supreme, had the power to rule over them.

The next moment, a figure with spikes all over his body appeared. It was extremely tall, over six meters tall.

The races in the universe, in fact, are mainly humanoid races, and then there are monster races, and the rest can be roughly classified into the messy category. Countless grotesque races will definitely challenge your worldview.

Like a fountain, space distortions continue to appear here, and the governors of each race appear here.

Soon, on this empty altar, dozens of governors of various ethnic groups appeared.

The size of these governors varies, some are tens of thousands of meters in size, and some are only the size of a human fist. This category is mainly elemental races. They are condensed from elements, possess life and wisdom, and have created own civilization.

The races that can be recruited into the Hundred Clans Alliance will not be weak, it should be said that they are the best among the five thousand races.

The Governor of the Fallen Banshee Clan stared down, showing a smile.

The Alliance of Hundred Clans was created by itself, and it put a lot of effort into it. Now seeing the governors of the Hundred Clans gathered together, why not let it have a sense of accomplishment.

but……

Looking at the race governors below who looked like a vegetable market, the mood of the governor of the fallen banshee clan became gloomy again.

In more than ten minutes, most of the governors of the Hundred Clans Alliance arrived.In fact, most of them know each other, and some of them have fought a lot, but now they are gathered together and become a member of the alliance.

The Hundred Clans Alliance used to be the Three Clans Alliance, and they all had disputes with each other, and some fought fiercely, and were even almost killed.The governors of these races naturally don't have a good face with each other, and they simply can't urinate in a pot.

Meeting here, just glaring and not fighting, is already considered good.

Of course, the governors of some races have fiery personalities and are yelling at each other, and the small teams have gathered together again, ready to fight each other.

In this way, it will be lively here, you come and go, only there is no fight.

"Everyone shut up..."

The governor of the Sinister Banshee Clan sitting on a high seat looked at the chaotic scene below and roared sharply.Its beautiful face was covered with frost.This kind of cold dew is not ugly, but has another kind of beauty.

The governors of all races who were quarreling below all shut their mouths.

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race sneered: "What is the purpose of the establishment of the Alliance of Hundred Clans? It is sincere unity. But look at you now, do you not need human beings to come over, you will collapse on your own first, and dismantle yourself first gone?"

As soon as he turned the words, a look of shame flashed across the faces of the governors of all races below, but the eyes they looked at each other were still full of dissatisfaction and resentment.

However, all the governors present did not dare to say anything.

In fact, they all understand these things, but many things cannot be helped.For example, I can let go of myself, but can the race that has been hurt be let go?If I lost my vigilance, might I be used by it?
"Queen, please calm down." The governor of the Awu tribe said loudly.

The eyes of all the governors are all staring at the governor of the Awu tribe. Now who doesn't know that he is the queen's number one dog leg?

"Crack..."

At this time, the surface of the altar cracked, creating countless cracks.

The gravel and dirt rolled, and then a huge head soared into the sky, turning into a giant insect.The extremely ugly head of the governor of the Sharon tribe was exposed, and it leaned out like a stunned greenhead: "Queen, the Sharon tribe is late."

The Governor of the Fallen Banshee Clan's face was ashen, looking at the broken altar, this idiot will always appear so rough and destructive.

The governors of other races were taken aback, and they all avoided.

Very abruptly, there was a large cloud of mud rolling in the altar, shattering the originally serious and extremely sacred scene.This idiot was simply here to make trouble for himself. If it wasn't for its usefulness, the governor of the Sinister Banshee Tribe would want to screw its head off right now.

The governor of the Sharon tribe soon felt something was wrong, because the governors around him were all staring at him with astonished expressions.

In particular, the face of the governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan is like cold dew, and his eyes can kill people. This made the governor of the Salon Clan shrank his head. He quickly said: "Queen, I made a mistake, I made a mistake..." It I remembered what the Queen had told me.

then……

The governor of the Sharon tribe shrank back suddenly under the eyes of everyone.

"Oh!"

The entire altar seemed to be cracked, countless cracks appeared, and the head of the governor of the Sharon clan popped out again, becoming cautious: "Queen, is this time okay?"

And on this altar, it forcefully made a big hole, making it even more horrible.

The governors of each race looked at the governor of the Sharon clan with idiotic eyes, and were immediately amused by it.Where did this idiot come from? Just like this, how did the Governor of the Sinking Banshee Race choose it, and how did he compare it to the last piece of the jigsaw puzzle of a hundred races?

The Governor of the Sinking Banshee Clan trembled with anger. The gathering of all the Governors of the Hundred Clans no longer had a sense of seriousness. Looking at this, people who don't understand may think what's going on.

"The governor of the Sharon clan..." the governor of the fallen banshee clan roared through gritted teeth.

At this moment, the governor of the Sharon tribe also realized that he seemed to have caused trouble. It rushed out quickly, with a body tens of thousands of meters coiled in the sky, and then spit out a cloud of liquid from its mouth, and the whole altar was using an extremely fast Speed ​​is being restored.

It's just...the aesthetic and ideological transformation of the governor of the Sharon tribe is not comparable to that of the governor of the Sinking Banshee tribe.

The two places it created were just forcibly smoothed out by it, as if a dog had chewed on it.

The Governor of the Fallen Banshee Clan patted his forehead, he was about to be pissed off by these bastards, and he wondered if the cannon fodder he had found was a mistake, but anyone who randomly found other races would not be so stupid.

(End of this chapter)