Dragon Race: Start with Summoning Eri Yi

Chapter 390 War Development
The world is in chaos.

The flames of war spread like stars and spread across all continents.

No country can stay out of it, because this is an outbreak that has been planned for a long time.

There is a jungle world between countries, and there has never been a convention requiring a country to abide by any rules.

When black market weapons that came from unknown sources continued to flow into third world countries, a counterattack belonging to non-nuclear countries began to sweep the world.

Tens of millions of people in the world have disappeared in a short period of time, and the speed of extinction is still accelerating.

The population that dies in war will never be the majority, the majority dies in a world in turmoil.

Those who usually talk nonsense on the Internet and wish to change the world, only to find that things are completely different from what they thought in the face of a real war.

But the world loses the most basic order, the evil of human nature will be rampant, and the whole world will become a large jungle, and only the strongest can survive.

"Xia Mu, shall we continue to hibernate? Too many people have died..."

Yuan Zhisheng suffers every day.

On the contrary, Yuan Zhinv and Uesugi Yue were calmer.

One only has eyes for elder brother, the other only has eyes for children, they don't care about the life or death of others.

"What can I do now? Raise the flag, show strength, and force a truce?"

Xia Mu slowly wiped the Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand, and said quietly, "Don't talk about whether those red-eyed ordinary people and mixed races will listen, even if they are willing to truce, the guys who make trouble behind them will not allow it."

"And you are a living target as soon as you appear. The target of the Sheqi Bajia is not small, not to mention you who killed many dragon kings." None of the targets showed up."

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned: "Speaking of it, it is true that even mixed-races are mixed in the army of ordinary people to fight, and there are no mass-destructive speech spirits."

"Because it's not time to come out and clean up the mess..."

Xia Mu looked indifferent, "Have you ever studied the history of China?"

Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinu looked at each other.

"I've seen some." Yuanzhinv said.

"Those who have studied history can find that peasant uprisings have never been successful from ancient times to the present. They rebelled only when they were forced to resist or die, but they often became the guns in the hands of the real power..."

Xia Mu said slowly, "The peasant uprising disrupted the world and wiped out countless dynasties, so that everyone can understand that the dynasty is dead, and then look forward to the emergence of a new leader to rule the troubled world..."

"Especially when the turmoil has been going on for a long time and people are determined, the odds of winning the war are the greatest."

"In the Chen Sheng and Wu Guang uprisings in the Qin Dynasty, it was Liu Bang who won the world; in the Yellow Turban Uprising in the Han Dynasty, it was Wei and Jin who won the world;

"The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the largest and longest-lasting kingdom in Chinese history, was also wiped out."

The more Xia Mu talked, the more ugly Yuan Zhisheng's face became.

"Is it already a chaotic world?"

He asked in a low voice, looking a little dazed.

Peace has been going on for a long time, and too many people are used to peace and economic development, and are not ready to face troubled times.

"This world war is the largest in human history, but its duration may be the shortest."

Xia Mu said, "Those dragons hiding behind understand the past of human beings, and when they feel that the human race is weakened enough to be enslaved, they will come out to clean up the mess."

"Not only the monarch buried in the dark side, but also the secret party, and the Gattuso family."

His eyes were a little deep, "How much of the secret party is controlled by Gattuso, and what kind of chess piece Caesar is in this game, only those who play chess behind know."

On the battlefield where the flames of war raged, a pitch-black figure drifted past.

He seemed to be walking in reality, but also in a dream, no matter how the people around him fought, they would not notice him, as if he had been given a spiritual hint.

The war in the new era is infinitely more cruel than that of 100 years ago, and advanced weapons can cause more effective damage.

Although all nuclear bombs have been destroyed, neutron bombs and the like have emerged one after another, and the number of casualties has reached a sensational level.

A city, a country, was easily wiped out.

Man is never soft when dealing with his fellow man.

"This is war..."

"This is what people..."

Caesar walked by step by step, expressionless.

He has been walking for a long, long time, tirelessly, without purpose, without knowing where to go.

At the beginning, he couldn't help punishing some vicious people, but as he traveled more and more places, he soon became numb.

When life is peaceful and good, only a few people will show evil, and when the world is in turmoil, only a few people will show good.

Never before has Caesar felt human nature and the ugliness of human beings so closely.

But who can be blamed?
In the face of survival, who is not a beast?
He stood in the desolate wilderness and looked at the sky.

The fiery red sunset looks like the end of mankind, and also like... Nuonuo's red hair.

His dragon heart throbbed violently.

Who is to blame?Who else can I seek revenge on?
He remembered the scenes of those old things that tortured Gattuso to death one by one that night.

They have been respected and admired for hundreds of years, but they did not expect that at the most glorious moment of the Gattuso family, they would be tortured to death by the great emperor they personally created.

Caesar now regrets it.

They shouldn't be killed, so there is still a sustenance now.

"Mr. Caesar."

A soft girl's voice sounded.

Caesar looked up and found that a drone flew over him.

"I'm the academy war personality, Eva."

"The Gattuso family has no representatives to attend the internal meeting of the school board. The school board members hope that you can represent the Gattuso family."

After the notification was delivered, a letterhead was dropped from the drone, with the joint mark of the Secret Party painted on it.

Caesar stretched out his black claws to catch it, and glanced casually: "The secret party really understands what I am?"

"At least you are not a dragon."

"The power he has surpasses almost all dragons, is there any difference between dragons?"

"Yes, your heart is the heart of a human being."

Caesar was noncommittal.

Half a day later, he sat in the central command room of Kassel College.

At this moment, Kassel Academy has become a blockhouse, which can be regarded as the headquarters of the secret party on the surface.

Many hybrids shuttled back and forth, continuously gathering information from all over the world to Eva.

Wars are not only on the ground, but weapons have also appeared in space, and Eva's data sources have been exploded.

"Mr. Caesar."

The school directors looked at Caesar in a very special way, with hope, fear, awe, and envy.

"You seem to know what's going on with me." Caesar sat motionless.

"You are the super weapon that the Gattuso family handed over to the Secret Party!"

(End of this chapter)