"……clear."

Mori's lieutenant left, and Xinke Nielbalian also turned around and walked towards the temple of Kainas, the only towering building in the exaggerated pit.

The handsome black-haired **** was sitting quietly in it.

"Is it done?"

Luo Pei asked without looking back.

Xinke Neilbarian bent over respectfully, covering the sadness behind a perfect smile.

——Do not leave any bad impression on the newly served lord.

"Yes, the existing civilians of less than 20,000 Forest Essence species have been gradually transported into the "Grass Dome Ship". With a little training, you should immediately be able to form a new combat force that is useful to you..."

"I haven't been ruthless enough to let such a forest spirit go to the war immediately."

Rope turned his head, his azure blue eyes stared at Xinke Nielbarian.

"If you want to cry, just cry, there is no need to hold on in front of me."

"...I'm sorry to make you laugh, I'm not so vulnerable yet."

Xinke Nielbarian shook his head.

"If you want us to cultivate temporarily, then how do you plan to arrange the future of Mori Jing, Lord Rope?"

"To the south of the mainland, there is a suitable jungle. When you recall the Mori Species in the outer fortress, please settle down there. At the same time, I will order the Nightmare Species to serve as the guards of the Mori Species during this period to prevent other races. The act of falling into trouble."

"Nightmare species... is it the race you created?"

"Yes, but you don’t need to care too much. They are the races that live in dreams with me. They will not affect the civilization and social system that you have formed. You don’t have to look at my face too much to accommodate them. Equal communication will do."

The doubt and fear of being enslaved disappeared, and Xinke Nielbarian bowed his head slightly.

"Thank you for your tolerance and love, as you said, "It won't make me feel that choosing you is a wrong decision." I will not let you down when I wait for Mori Jing, and I will do my best to lift the glory of world dominance for you! but……"

The girl clasped the skirt with her hands, it seemed a little unspeakable.

"but what?"

"...I am worried about the combat power that I will be able to form in the future, because Mori Seiki may not be able to reach the height you expect."

Are there mass deaths of ""nobles" and "surgeons"? "

"Almost completely wiped out." Xinke Nielbarian smiled bitterly: "There are a large number of practitioners in the army I lead, but we must let them marry ordinary Mori females and give birth to Mori females who possess the qualifications of practitioners. It takes a long time..."

The average life span of the Mori species is a thousand years.

With the power displayed by the goblin species now, coupled with her own secret research of "Void Zero Protection", the intensity of this war is rapidly increasing. I am afraid that it will not even last 500 years, and it will enter the final chapter. There is no time to reorganize Mori Jing's magical combat power system.

"In other words, do you need a new power system if you want to regain your full strength in a short time? It's troublesome, I am not your creator Kainas, and there is no way to modify the race after it has been formed... …"

"No, please say it casually."

Xinke Nielbarian said immediately.

"I'm not asking for you, and I haven't made any achievements for you, how can I..."

"Xin Ke."

Rope interrupted the girl.

He smiled and stared at the beautiful forest girl.

"Do you think my mark can be passed into my heart by just calling? At that time, I have received your determination very well. So there is no need to hold on to me the idea of ​​showing loyalty by giving, now I am you ’S asylum, isn’t it?"

"Master Rope..."

Xinke Nielbarian looked at Rope with emotion.

Once she adjusted her mentality and regarded herself as a family member of the **** of disaster, she truly felt the spirit of this god's forgiveness.

Contrary to his true image, the God of Disaster is not terrible at all.

"These will be discussed later."

Rope shook his head.

"Xin Ke, I now need you to find out where Cainas is and figure out how to get it back to the real world. Can you do it?"

As the saying goes, a strong defense always collapses from the inside.

This is also one of the reasons why he wants to gather the forest spirits, after all, the closest to the **** of nature is of course its creation races.

"I will try my best!"

Xinke Nielbarian said immediately, not at all ashamed of selling his own creator.

"A long time ago, I met Cainas briefly. In my spare time after that, I also thought about the way Cainas exists. As long as you are willing to provide assistance, there should be no problem!"

"very good."

In the surprised eyes of the young girl of the Mori class, Luo Pei walked over, and with the help of a height that was not worth a head higher than her, gently put his hand on her long golden hair.

Flicking the decorative flower crown on the top of his head, like a child, the **** of disaster stroked Xinke Nielbarian's head.

The girl was dumbfounded for a while.

Rope smiled gently.

"Then, I will work hard for you from now on, my new family."

"……Yes!"

The saplings that are weather-stricken grow sturdily in the new soil.

The toxins and fears for other races will be warmth that the current Mori species have never experienced.

Chapter 24: The Action of Yanlong, the Time of Hunting the Gods

For the world where the longevity species are the masters, the feeling of time passing is very weak.

Ten years have passed since the large-scale war named "Disaster Reduction".

Skywing species, forest spirit species, goblin species, **** spirit species——

The four major races occupying the world's main power have appeared on the stage. In this war, 80% of the main fleet of the goblin species was destroyed, all the Skywing species were exhausted, and they were rarely rescued by the **** of war. The capital of the forest species was destroyed and countless casualties. Even the "God of Blacksmithing" Okan has left the "God's Furnace", which can be described as the largest war in recent hundreds of years.