Time continued to pass, and the atmosphere within both sides began to become tense, whether it was Turan or Urdola.
Thirty-five years have passed in the blink of an eye. Under the cultivation of the Urdola civilization, a new generation of strong people has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. However, under the suppression and management of the upper management, there has been no trouble. Every talented person will receive resources for training after they appear, and there will be no vicious competition.
Seeing another group of people walking out of the inheritance hall in the Holy Land, Ji Long suddenly felt that the burden on him was very heavy. This is not only the psychological feeling, but also the price brought by the destiny of civilization. He knew that if the entire civilization suffered heavy losses in the future, then his luck would backfire, and he could be seriously injured, or fall down or even fall into a deep sleep.
He disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, Ji Long had already arrived at the conference room. Here, the few people he appointed as members of parliament were discussing an issue.
"Now many talents who appeared in the past five years have fallen into a cultivation bottleneck. I think what they need is not more resources, but a fight! We should hold an unlimited competition so that they can feel the threat of death. Maybe we can go further!" said an orc general.
"I object! We can completely simulate a spiritual battlefield to fight. There is no need to turn it into actual combat. If something happens, who will bear the loss!" said a human magician. Since they surrendered to Ji Long and became a part of the Orc Empire, in this era of geniuses emerging in large numbers, the quantity and quality of new geniuses born to them humans are not as good as those of the Orcs.
Therefore, they regard every genius as very precious. Although the orcs say that they will not kill human geniuses under the pressure from above, they will not let go of them whenever they have the opportunity to attack human geniuses. If there were a real battle, how many human geniuses might be hit!
"Hmph! You humans are always like this. You have been cultivating talents in books, but in the end, you are no match for us orcs. If we fight in the future, how much fighting power can such people have!" The orc general stood up directly. They fought for time for this group of magicians and fought with their lives against a group of ironheads. They don't have to do this now, but these human magicians still train talents as before. How is this allowed!
"You! Don't talk nonsense! Our people have been accurately tested, and their strength can definitely guarantee stability!" said the human magician. They could not agree to this kind of competition no matter what. Once they start for the first time, their status as humans may continue to decline. Then when the war starts, maybe they will become cannon fodder!
"Your test? What's a test like a joke! Can't we guarantee their lives?" The orc general said disdainfully. "In this case, let's vote according to the old rules! Raise your hands if you agree!" He raised his hand as he spoke He raised his right hand, and the orc council members sitting next to him raised their hands.
"What's the point? We have the same number of people. At most it's a draw... How is this possible!" The magician looked at the orc general's mocking smile and looked around him, only to find that one of them raised his hand!
"With more than one vote, the resolution is passed!" The orc general showed a proud smile. Although he didn't know why the human agreed with his decision, the result was determined and he felt much better.
"Taskra, why did you agree to this!" The magician who just spoke looked at Taskra who raised his hand, and the others also looked at Taskra with some unkind eyes. They had agreed to advance and retreat together, but now Tuskra's behavior is obviously an act of betrayal!
"Don't you realize that the current juniors are a bit outrageous?" Taskla said calmly, "I was responsible for supervising the last trial. Do you know what kind of results those juniors got?"
The person who spoke at the beginning wondered, "I've seen their results, they're all pretty good. Why, there's something wrong with those results?" Taskla was the most rigorous person among them. If he said there was something wrong, then There is almost certainly something wrong.
"They directly used the magic scrolls that had been prepared long ago to attack the beasts on a large scale, which resulted in such excellent results!" Tuskra said coldly, "If you want to say that these scrolls were made by them personally, they should be counted among them. If you have experienced part of the strength, then I can tell you that when they fight, they just find a place where a large number of monsters gather, throw the scrolls out, and then choose to quit!" At this point, Tuskra showed a stern look, "They even come here! I don’t dare to fight head-on with a monster of equal strength! Are we trying to educate such people?" His eyes swept over the faces of everyone on the human side, and everyone else turned their heads and did not dare to fight. He looked at each other.
"Then you shouldn't be like this! If it doesn't work, we can increase the difficulty of the spiritual battlefield! How can you agree with the suggestions put forward by those orcs!" A magician said, and others followed suit.
Taskla glanced at the man, "Do you really think that the spiritual battlefield can completely replace the real combat duel? I think you all should know the protection mechanism inside. It can not only shield the feeling of death, but also adjust itself to other things. The feeling of the situation is blocked. In the mental battlefield, those juniors block all abnormal feelings immediately! How can this be called training? It’s just a joke!
"Okay, it's too late to say anything now. The decision has been made. Let's think of ways to reduce losses! 80% of the people participating in the competition will be attacked by the other party. We should give them some appropriate help." He started to speak. The magician said.
At this time, the group of orc representatives walked in. "It seems that you have accepted this action. I wonder if you have a suitable plan? Otherwise, we will directly compete with our Orcs' Arena Challenge!"
The leading magician stepped forward, "We agreed to the resolution, what else do you want?" He looked at the orc general with an unkind look. Regardless of whether the reason was because of the people on their side, the source was indeed proposed by the orcs. He Of course he hates orcs.
"Don't look at me like that. It was your people who cast the crucial vote. Besides, even if you don't agree, there is no way to change the result. This is the decision made by our emperor!"
"What!" All humans were shocked. Why did Ji Long do this? Do you think they don't need high-level human beings to stabilize the human condition
"What Tuskra said is not wrong at all. The actual level of the newcomers you have recently trained does not match their realm. Such warriors will only die and drag down the entire army on the battlefield!" Ji Long walked in step by step. The invisible power made several people lower their heads.
Ji Long "I said, since I have accepted you, then you are my people. Since I have become the emperor of the entire civilization, then I will also assume this responsibility. I will not accept you just because of your previous status. What's the difference between suppressing you and what you're doing? What's more, we have to face a powerful enemy!"
In the end, Ji Long's power weighed on the hearts of several magicians, but it disappeared in just an instant. Even if it was only for a moment, it made them feel like they were traveling between life and death. This result made them realize that Ji Long had already taken that step! Therefore, they became more respectful. After all, Ji Long was strong enough to sit in his current position.
"I have reached the late stage of level eight, and I am sure of a draw even against those two enemies. So now we once again have the opportunity to fight fairly with the opponent. In other words, the main focus of the war is still the battle of the army. Go. I will be in charge of this actual combat exercise!"
"Yes! My emperor!" Everyone said in unison.