The human monks were unstoppable and killed countless enemies in the alien territory.
This is an unprecedented victory that makes the human monks excited. They have been suppressed for too long, and now they finally have a chance to explode.
After winning the victory, the human race just wanted to march straight into the core of the alien race's hinterland.
Then, with the power of thunder, he killed the enemy without leaving any trace of armor behind.
If they could put an end to the disaster in one battle, the human monks would be willing to pay no matter how high the price was.
Of course, this is just a thought. The existing conditions do not allow the human race to attack at all, let alone defend the occupied territory.
The smartest thing to do is to retreat as soon as you get the benefits, and never give the enemy the possibility of revenge.
After winning a great victory, the human monks quickly evacuated without any obstruction.
After successfully returning to the border, the monks cheered loudly and their voices resounded through the sky.
This was a major victory. Every monk who participated in the battle was excited and looked forward to the future of the divine city.
Next comes the highlight. The monks responsible for collecting and transporting the corpses continue to deliver the remains of the foreign races to the altar.
This scene was very bloody, with mountains of corpses and blood pooling into rivers.
No one thought it was cruel, but it was indescribably exciting.
As long as you stay at the border for a while and participate in a battle, you will know how hateful these aliens are, and you can't wait to cut them into pieces.
The aliens don't treat people as human beings, and the humans treat them as beasts.
The hatred between the two sides has long reached an irresolvable level, and the more enemies they kill, the more excited they become.
The altar's light flashed, and the volcano began to tremble continuously. Thick smoke rose from the top, as if it would erupt anytime and anywhere.
The monks had seen the erupting volcano more than once, but they had never observed it so carefully as they did now.
Moreover, they also knew that this was not a volcano at all, but a city that could be called a miracle.
As the corpses piled up, light suddenly flashed, and the divine city began to upgrade again.
The upgrade process was very fast, but in a short period of time, a 100-meter-high volcano appeared in front of me.
Looking at the external shape of the volcano, obvious changes have taken place, with a spiral road appearing outside.
The road starts at the bottom and climbs all the way up to the uppermost crater.
There are some holes along the way, with black smoke rising out, and there are still fires flickering inside.
More summoning monks walked out of the cave entrance and filled the mountain climbing path.
Seeing those familiar faces, the monks cheered excitedly and shouted some names that were almost forgotten.
Although the summoning monk has no memory, it doesn't matter, as long as the former brother comes back.
"Continue to upgrade!"
Qiu Ren stood aside and issued the order to continue the upgrade.
This time the battle was very fruitful and a large number of aliens were killed, but unfortunately the bodies of the monks were in the minority.
Otherwise, with this upgrade, you can advance to a higher level and learn more about the strangeness of the divine city.
With the continuous injection of alien corpses, it soon reached full value, and the divine city was about to begin another upgrade.
The summoning monks received the order and immediately entered the building. While the divine city was being upgraded, they would also be promoted together.
There will never be uneven levels due to upgrading too quickly.
The human monks cheered again, with expressions of anticipation on their faces. They had never felt so happy.
Qiu Ren remained silent, just quietly looking at the upgraded divine city. Unlike other human monks, he could see a completely different scene.
Those are the forces of rules that are constantly forming combinations, undergoing magical and surprising changes.
Seeing does not mean mastering, and it is by no means an easy task to reverse the principle through such viewing.
Just like an ordinary person, he can freely dismantle an airplane and still have the ability to fly it, but he may not have the ability to copy and manufacture it.
The technological content possessed by the Divine City is no longer just an ordinary aircraft, but a super battleship that can navigate the space.
After all, the ultimate goal of this divine city is to cultivate divine king monks.
Although this kind of God King monk is just a castrated version, it is not a true God King powerhouse.
However, the power of the top divine city cannot be underestimated, and it is easy to kill these alien races.
Qiu Ren observed with all his concentration. The more he looked at the divine city, the more confused he became. Even if he tried his best to deduce, there was no result.
Although he was confused, it did not make Qiu Ren flinch. On the contrary, he became more and more excited and happy.
This is what makes it challenging, and once you succeed in cracking it, you will get unimaginable rewards.
Not only Qiu Ren knew it, but the senior leaders of the human race also knew that they were actually the users of the divine city.
The human race has not mastered the real manufacturing method, and it will never be easy to obtain it.
Qualifications and manufacturing methods are two completely different concepts. These are things that really require strength and cost to obtain.
The human race is not qualified now, let alone have extravagant hopes, otherwise it will be inviting disaster.
By the time the upgrade was completed, the volcano was already a thousand meters high, not much different from an ordinary volcano.
The number of summoned monks is greater, their strength is stronger, and their majestic posture makes the viewers envious.
At the same time, low-level lava armor appeared among the products in the city of God.
For human monks, this is simply a dream. Once equipped with this kind of lava armor, not only can it fight against desperate threats, but it can also double its combat effectiveness.
Human monks were extremely envious of this kind of lava armor, and wanted to get one even at any cost.
It's just that you can't buy such equipment if you want to, and even Qiu Ren is not qualified to get it.
Only after continuous upgrading and reaching the corresponding standards, the summoning monk's equipment will be sold.
Similar requirements have been known to the monks for a long time, so they can't wait to upgrade.
Fortunately, this upgrade finally allowed the border monks to get their wish, and the lava armor was officially put on the shelves.
Although the price is a bit expensive, many monks are still rushing to buy it. After all, this equipment is extremely cost-effective.
For the border monks, just killing a few more aliens is fully capable of affording the expense.
In addition to the lava armor, there are also a lot of weapons and equipment, which makes the monks jealous.
One by one, they made up their minds that when the next war starts, they must kill more foreign monks.
With enough military exploits, you can freely spend your money without getting jealous when you see good equipment, but don't have enough military exploits to trade.
A lively transaction ensued, and the border monks were all thinking about how to make themselves stronger?
No one noticed that Qiu Ren, the commander-in-chief, had disappeared without a trace.
He wouldn't care if he found out. As the commander-in-chief of the border, Qiu Ren had more things to deal with and there was no need to inform others of his itinerary.
Only by maintaining enough secrecy can you ensure your own safety.
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Outside the border.
After being cleaned by the human monks, all the foreigners in this area were dead and injured. Apart from thick smoke and scattered debris, nothing could be seen at all.
The human monks' habit of collecting corpses made the battlefield less ferocious and tragic, but it also made the aliens more fearful and uneasy.
An old foreigner wearing priest clothing, holding a skull scepter in his hand, walked out of the destroyed tribe.
During the march, he looked at the battlefield coldly without any unnecessary reaction.
Everything that happened here seemed to have nothing to do with him.
After walking a few steps, the figure stopped and looked at the thick smoke ahead.
I saw a figure, slowly condensing into shape, and seeming to dissipate at any moment.
"Assemble another group of small tribesmen and drive them to the vicinity of this area. The faster the action, the better."
The figure condensed in smoke said in a hoarse voice.
"No problem, I will do it, but are you really sure you are not wasting your time?"
The foreigner dressed as a priest asked in a doubtful tone.
"waste time?"
The figure in the smoke sneered and shook his head gently.
