Chapter 332 Totally out of control

   And this is not the limit of benefits.

   Today, the territory occupied by the Dragon Alliance has an area of ​​100 million square kilometers. If it is calculated in acres, it is a full 100 billion acres of land.

  Excluding certain lands that cannot be planted with trees, there can be at least 90 billion acres of land where trees can be planted alive.

   According to one acre to support two people, the number of people that can be supported can exceed 180 billion.

   How much profit is this?

   It is enough for all the gods to double their income more than ten times.

  Because of having such a bright future, all the gods will maximize their support for the Dragon Alliance.

  Even if they know that there are many ancient evil gods hidden in the Dragon Alliance, they will all ignore them under the bribe of huge profits.

   With whom? It is also impossible to oppose more beliefs.

  And they all approved the Dragon Alliance's plan to exchange military merit for plantations.

  However, what happened now made them very angry.

  Before the war started, none of their gods were idle. After all, what they were facing was the huge benefit of being able to increase the living space of their own race by tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or even billions.

  As long as the gods want to get more benefits, they are not idle.

  The group of legendary superhumans below became busy dogs, trying their best to gain more military exploits on the battlefield.

  These gods are also using their power to provide various kinds of help for their race.

  The Dragon Alliance has the upper hand on all battlefields, not only because of its own strength and human conspiracy, but also because of the invisible help of the gods in the sky.

   It took less than a year to kill the three billion troops in the human world on the opposite side, and you can know what a miracle this is.

   And miracles, that is the privilege of the gods.

  It can be said that each of them has very, very, very high expectations for this war.

Everyone thinks that their own race can earn enough military exploits on the battlefield, so that the number of their own clansman can increase several times or even dozens of times, so as to gain greater faith, and to upgrade to a higher level of gods prepare for.

  However, the reality is always so cruel.

  They haven’t had time to harvest yet, they are waiting to be fed on the dining table with a plate, and they are just about to gracefully cut off a small piece of cake and enjoy it.

  Suddenly a big hammer fell down, and the cake was gone.

   How this keeps them from being angry.

  It's like a company chairman who has worked hard and finally found an opportunity to double his company's net income several times.

   As a result, when the hammer came down, there was nothing left.

  Anyone has to slap the table and scold their mothers.

   There are more than 2,000 gods in the sky, trying their best to find the problem that makes them lose a large amount of income, where is it?

  Beside the gate of Ace's lair palace, Ace sneaked up, with a dragon head, looking around nervously, for fear of being discovered.

   Seeing that no one noticed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

   "I'd better go to sleep quickly, there is too much mess outside."

   "I can't hold it anymore!"

   "I have to sleep for a while and let their anger disappear. Otherwise, even if I can solve all the problems with absolute power, there will still be a lot of trouble."

   "With that time, I might as well sleep a little longer."

   "Anyway, it's just a matter of closing your eyes and then opening them."

   "After you wake up, enjoy it slowly!"

  He climbed into his palace in a desperate manner, drilled into the golden mountains and silver seas, lay down in a good posture, closed his eyes, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

  He was not afraid of the rebellion of his subordinates.

  With his current strength, even if all the dependents in the dragon alliance took up their knives and killed him, if he gave him a day, their ashes would be burned into nothingness by him.

   Therefore, he didn't care too much about the sudden cessation of the war that caused countless family members to break their hearts, cry bitterly, and vomit blood.

   What troubled him was the group of gods in the sky.

  Those guys are not easy to mess with.

  All of them are old antiques, and more than 90% of the guys are not less than a million years old.

  A pig can become a **** pig after living for a million years.

   Not to mention a group of gods who have lived for millions of years and are at their peak.

   Their power is not what he can resist today.

   Now he suddenly issued an order to stop the war, which severely broke their mentality.

  At this moment, according to the analysis of the character of the gods in the inherited memory, a large group of gods are likely to be in a rage.

  He has no doubt that if the current mainland is not in the ebb tide of magic power, the gods will not be able to descend to earth.

   At this moment, hundreds of **** clones are already on the road with knives in hand.

   He definitely has a share of the target to be cut.

  Even if they can't go down to earth, they still have a lot of power that they can use.

   Of course, this is also his fault!

Over the years, under his several major rules, the number of countless races in the Dragon Alliance has doubled and their quality has also continued to increase. With the rapid growth in both quantity and quality, the income of the gods in the sky is so high. It turned over and went up.

The income has risen, and the gods who have become local tyrants will naturally be able to invest their power generously into the mortal world, instead of spending every cent of divine power as two cents. The lethality is of course explosive compared to before. rise.

  So, it is best for him to hide now, and when those gods come back to their senses, the matter will be over.

  However, Ace crawled back to his den in desperation, while Elena was devastated at this time.

"what happened?"

   "Why are all the troops on the front line crazy?"

   "Also, why did those idiots hack at their own army?"

In the frontline command room, Elena, who had just returned from the frontline and was about to celebrate, looked at all the battlefields that had completely lost control on all the magic screens, and spoke to a group of great scholars and two legendary saints under her. Roaring.

   Just now, she just came back from the battlefield, her buttocks are not even hot yet.

  The legions of various races from all sides and human beings became completely confused.

   A group of legends led their extraordinary army no longer at every step, but rushed to the front line like crazy and killed indiscriminately.

   And some of them are not very clear about their brains, even killing humans and at the same time outputting one shot to their own legion.

   Immediately stared at her as a dragon.

   "Babkar, what's the matter with you? Why did you kill your own soldiers indiscriminately? Don't you want military merit?"

   "Aren't you afraid that the gods of our family will punish you for doing this?"

  The ogre master yelled at the legendary ogre Babkar who was turning into a mountain bulldozer on the magic screen in front of him, and the entire ogre was in the middle of scolding.

  However, just after the Ogre Grand Scholar finished cursing, a roar that was even more irritable than his voice came over.

   "Military achievements, what military achievements, this king just lost 50 million military achievements."

   "Now I can't wait to chop myself off with a knife, and exchange for those 50 million military achievements."

   "Don't bother me, I'm going to cut down these hateful humans and these wastes."

  The legendary ogre Babkar cursed frantically.

  At this time, he was already half-mad and in a state of extreme depression.

  Now he is, even if there is a **** clone jumping out in front of him, he dares to pick up his mace and hit it hard.

  The loss this time was too great, to the point where the entire ogre clan could not bear it.

   Their ogre family, because they are big and eat a lot, usually need an acre of plantation to feed a population, and one military exploit can only feed five ogres.

  As the main combat arm under Ace, their ogre clan has won a lot of military merits in several wars. The number of military merits has reached 300 million, and it can also rank in the top five in the ranking of the entire Dragon Alliance military merits.

  With the help of 300 million military achievements, 1.5 billion acres of land plantations.

  The power of their ogre family is unprecedentedly strong.

  Two years ago, the number of their ogre clan was as high as 1.5 billion, which can be called the strongest period of their ogre clan in the past five million years.

   Now, two years later, in order to obtain more cannon fodder, their ogre clan gave birth to another 500 million ogres, and their number has exceeded two billion.

  However, the newly born 500 million ogres are redundant and cannot be kept alive.

   Therefore, in this war, their ogre clan must obtain about 100 million military exploits in order to feed the newly born ogres.

  Now, less than a year after the outbreak of the war, all ethnic groups, with the support of their respective gods, have drawn their cards and are desperately fighting on the battlefield.

  Especially some small races, such as some less than ten million elephant people, tiger people, rabbit people, and lion people who joined the dragon alliance in the last western border war.

   Played extreme one-for-one exchanges with humans on the battlefield, gaining more military exploits as quickly as possible, where there are humans, there are them.

   Regardless of whether the front is dangerous or not, as long as you have military merits, you will die with a smile when you die.

  Most of the combat achievements in the early stage were taken by these races who like to gain more military achievements as quickly as possible, and exchange their lives for their lives.

  Now their ogre clan has only gained a total of more than 70 million military exploits. The plantation fiefdoms brought by these military exploits are simply not enough to feed the extra ogres.

  Because of this, the legendary ogre Babkar really regretted dying for a while.

   Take it if you have military merits, risk your life, even if you exchange ten ogres for one human on the opposite side, it is worth it.

   As a result, because the ogres on the front line were not desperate enough, he also cared more about the ogre fighters under him. He didn't force them too much, and just proceeded in accordance with the normal war mode.

  They are losing money.

  The price of this unfortunate death is that 150 million ogres will be starved to death, and hundreds of millions of ogre cubs will be buried alive when they are born.

  Thinking of the scene a few years ago, countless ogres secretly buried their cubs alive with tears in their eyes because they could not feed them.

  He went crazy.

   Cubs, what's wrong with them? They just want to live.

  Because there is no food, they are not even qualified to open their eyes to see the world, so they will be buried alive in the ground to meet their own death.

  Now, a more tragic scene than this is about to be staged in the fiefdom of their ogre clan.

   The ogre university student was stunned by the scolding, what does it mean to lose military merit? It's still 50 million military achievements, why didn't he know that their ogre clan let go of such a big benefit.

   Isn’t it still playing? Aren't you exterminating human beings by thousands? Isn't this all military exploits?

   At the moment when the ogre university student was stunned, the troll university student next to him suddenly shouted: "What did you say? Your Majesty sent you an order saying that the war is over."

   "How is it possible? The war is only halfway through, how could it end?"

   The giant troll scholar's big eyes turned red in the blink of an eye.

  In order to obtain more military merits, as early as five years ago, he and a dozen university scholars in the clan formulated many, many plans to obtain more military merits.

  Now, the war is less than a year old, and the plan of their troll clan is still being implemented, and the war is actually over.

  The trolls have less than 60 million military achievements, so how can it end?

   It's over, how can the billion troll cannon fodder born for the war survive?

  The troll university student only felt his head go dizzy, and the powerful supernatural power couldn't stop him from going into systemic shock caused by the big blow. He fell to the ground with a bang, and passed out in a coma.

   At this moment, along with the four words of the end of the war, it was known to all the scholars.

   The frontline command room was in chaos.

   One by one, the great scholars roared to contact the legends and the strongest of their own races to confirm the authenticity of the end of the war.

  Without exception, all legion commanders received the order from Ace to end the war.

   This time, it wasn't just the troll academic who fainted.

  Suddenly, dozens of people vomited blood, and over a hundred passed out on the spot.

  Crying for father and mother, kneeling on the ground, and countless people scolding mother.

  The only ones who remained calm were Simone Verdi, the legendary saint of the Westland, and Delia, the legendary saint of the elves.

  Looking at the chaotic scene below, Elena was stunned.

   Guys, I didn't get angry because of the chaos of the war ahead, why did you all collapse?

   Also, if the military merit is gone, it will be gone, so there is no need to do this.

  When you fought with me in the past, you still brought your own dry food to fight with me. Why don’t you eat and drink for free every day now? Isn’t that good?

  Why is it all broken now?

  Elena, who has been struggling all year round, doesn't quite understand the extreme desire of the subordinates for military achievements.

   She studies war.

  As for the internal problems of the family members, she doesn't bother with her brain.

  For her, as long as the family members can fight forward with their lives on the battlefield and the logistics supply is sufficient, other things can be ignored.

  But she can't ignore what's going on now.

  The front line is already in chaos, all the legion commanders are in a state of collapse, killing indiscriminately, and disobeying orders.

  Now her command post is even more chaotic than the front line, and the university scholars are all crazy.

   If these things are not resolved, there will be no need to fight a war with humans.

  (end of this chapter)