Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"The mirage dragon has made countless contributions to my demon realm over the years, and now that it is dead, I, the Red Dragon Clan, should be the first to go to battle!"

The Red Dragon King spoke without hesitation the moment the eight-tailed fox's voice fell, his face was solemn and even slightly sad.

Obviously, this guy who looks reckless and impulsive is far from being so bad.

If we really follow the meritorious system established by the eight-tailed fox just now, the victory or loss of this battle itself is no longer important. It is more representative of the reshuffle among the high-level leaders of the demon domain.

If the Red Dragons performed better, and their factions were more brave and fearless, maybe in this reshuffle, the territory would increase instead of decrease!

As for things like faces, what's the use?

"My gluttonous clan, let's fight!"

"I'm Chaos, let's fight!"

None of these patriarchs was a fool, as long as a little analysis of the situation inside, they could quickly come to a conclusion, and for a while, there were endless calls for expeditions.

Faced with this kind of situation, the Black Flood Dragon King is the most anxious.

When everyone shows the same idea, the value of this loyal dog will not be so great.

"I will fight myself!"

"The Black Flood Dragon Tribe is the vanguard!"

"Lead the faction, all the tribes, the first batch to attack, and beat the demon pass!"

The Black Flood King's tone was a little anxious, and his eyes were even more crazy!

Since everyone is fighting, it will fight the most ruthless one and fight its way out of the desperate situation.

According to the current situation, if they don't fight, the Heijiao clan can only gradually disappear into the sky in the long river of time.

If you fight...

There is still a chance.

And this, perhaps, is exactly what the eight-tailed fox wants to see.

"Oh?"

"Everything that the Black Flood Dragon Clan has undertaken for the Monster Realm will be passed down!"

"This time, the Black Flood Dragon King has worked hard."

After hearing the words of the Black Flood Dragon King, the eight-tailed fox who had been calm all this time couldn't help showing a faint smile, raised his head, looked at the Black Flood Dragon King and said, his eyes were full of encouragement.

The patriarchs of the other tribes had anticipated what the Black Flood Dragon King would do, and they did not refute or involve.

Anyway, the Black Flood Dragon King is in a hurry, they are not in a hurry.

My ancestor is still alive, so there is no need to take this risk.

As long as the ancestors don't die, they will be firmly established in the Protoss sequence.

With the Black Flood King, a desperate guy, they are behind to fish for military industry and pick peaches, but they are more comfortable.

"What the Black Flood Dragon King has done is really touching."

"Yes, we should learn this spirit."

There was a sound of compliments.

The originally dark scales of the Black Flood Dragon King seemed to be a little darker at this time, without saying a word.

"Then everyone, go back and make preparations."

"Don't forget the edict of guilt."

"There is also the culture of the human race. I will find a teacher here and go to your tribes to check on a regular basis."

"If the progress is not up to standard..."

The eight-tailed fox paused for a moment, then continued with a light smile, "Deduct meritorious deeds..."

For a moment, the bodies of the demons who hadn't taken it seriously before suddenly tensed up.

After the establishment of the Demon League, this so-called meritorious service is obviously the guarantee of everyone's resources, and it is also the most valuable thing.

"Um..."

"By the way, meritorious service is not allowed to be resold or donated."

"Everyone, please."

The patriarchs of many tribes looked at the eight-tailed fox with complicated eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

This seemingly temporary addition at the end completely blocked their way.

According to the ideas they had conceived in their hearts before, it is entirely possible for the tribes below to accumulate some meritorious deeds, and then transfer them to themselves, distribute them to subordinates in need, and guard the demon domain.

But in this situation, they have no chance to refute and contend.

The moment the meeting started, the rhythm was firmly in the hands of the eight-tailed fox.

And the so-called meritorious deeds completely disbanded the secret alliance of all the protoss, and everyone stood on the same starting line again, which was a competitive relationship.

Under this relationship, the role of the eight-tailed fox, the leader of the Demon League, is infinitely magnified.

At that time, whether it is to win over a group or suppress a group...

Or publish some decisions, all in its one thought.

In fact, this situation is not unsolvable. As long as the remaining eleven protoss unite with each other, protest collectively, and even isolate the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, no matter how wise it is, there is no way out.

but...

unite...

Is it possible?

The all-or-nothing Black Dragon Clan, the ambitious Red Dragon Clan, the Gluttonous who can't see the idea, the Qiongqi...

Who can guarantee that the ally who just formed an alliance with you will turn around and sell it to you in exchange for meritorious service.

"Meritorious..."

"Starting today, the era of the Twelve Protoss is completely over."

"us..."

Standing on the cloud, the Tengu King looked at the familiar Tianqiongjian, couldn't help laughing at himself, and muttered to himself.

The protoss are no longer aloof, overlooking the existence of the demon realm.

The Monster League is...

Their rights are being infinitely diluted.

But if you want to keep power, or increase instead of decrease, you can only continue to make meritorious deeds.

Involve, crazily involve.

In the constant introversion, various contradictions will naturally arise, which need to be resolved by the eight-tailed fox.

At that time, the eight-tailed fox will use a little bit of trickery, and the rain and dew will be wet...

They naturally changed from the initial equal status to subordinates.

Only the demon god is still high above.

but...

The demons and gods can't come out, they can only follow the rules set by the eight-tailed fox to play.

This is also what Yu Mo called 'potential'.

At the moment when the 'potential' is achieved, all resistance will be in vain.

The only thing we can do is to follow this 'trend', to put it more politely, just let nature take its course.

"Nine-tailed fox clan, a monster has appeared..."

"Perhaps I understand why the ancestors chose this guy."

The Tengu King pondered for a long time before raising his head and looking at the upper sky. His tone was full of deep meaning, and finally disappeared slowly into the midair.

As for the residents in Tianqiongjian, they still don't know anything about it.