"arrive."
"That is Xi (xi) Feather Star."
In the Panlong control room, Chu Zhou and others looked at the huge planet in the distant starry sky.
"I've been traveling among the stars for three whole months, and I'm bored to death. Now I'm finally here."
Zuo Yue stretched out, highlighting his graceful and undulating body curves.
"Xiyu Star is one of the eight major logistics bases in human territory. It is also a fixed transportation point for cosmic armies. A large number of cosmic armies are continuously transported from here to the 'battlefield of all races'."
Bing Serin gently moved her fingers across the virtual screen in front of her and continued to talk about information about Xiyu Star.
"Xiyu Star, with a diameter of 108.6 kilometers, is an artificial planet and itself a starry sky fortress..."
Xiliujin looked at Xiyu Star in the distance and said with his spiritual thoughts:
"It is said that the defense system of Xiyu Star is so exaggerated that even the overlord of the universe cannot destroy it in a short time."
"There was once a Zerg overlord queen who secretly lurked into our human territory, and then suddenly appeared near Xiyu Star, summoning countless Zerg armies to besiege Xiyu Star, hoping to destroy Xiyu Star."
"As a result, Xiyuxing relied on its extremely powerful defense system to survive for a day. Finally, our human overlord arrived, and the Zerg Queen had to lead the Zerg army to leave."
Chu Zhou said with a smile: "This is normal. Xiyu Star is one of the eight major logistics bases of our humanity. It is related to the safety of countless human warriors and strong men on the front line. If it can be captured easily, then what's the point?"
"beep."
"Received the guidance signal from Xiyu Star." On the console screen, Deep Blue prompted, "The signal has been connected and the landing on Xiyu Star has begun."
Whoosh!
The Panlong spacecraft quickly flew into the Xiyu star.
…
The spaceship parking platform of Xiyu Star.
"This... this is a B-class space battleship equipped with five large ion annihilation cannons. Even the Venerable was accidentally hit and was seriously injured even if he died."
"This...which big shot has arrived?"
exclaimed a man in work uniform.
At this time. Chu Zhou and others flew out from the hatch of the Panlong spacecraft.
Chu Zhou smoothly took the Panlong into the inner world.
"Hello, I'm a staff member here."
The man in work uniform laughed, but was secretly shocked. The special detector in his hand had already told him that Chu Zhou and others were Realm Lords.
A group of world lords actually own a B-class space battleship.
He vaguely guessed the identities of Chu Zhou and others.
Either he is the highest-level core member of the Five Big Macs.
Either some of the top cosmic countries, or extremely powerful gods, or some of the top geniuses of some of the top forces in mankind.
All in all, the origins are extraordinary.
At this time, Chu Zhou had already made large-scale adjustments to his appearance and soul aura.
The man in uniform did not recognize Chu Zhou.
Otherwise, if he knew that the young man standing in front of him was Chu Zhou, the most arrogant human being, he would definitely be shocked.
Chu Zhou looked at the staff member in front of him. The head of this staff member looked somewhat like an octopus.
"We applied to enter the 'Battleground of Ten Thousand Races', but we don't know which way to go?"
Chu Zhou asked.
"The cosmic armies all come together as a group, while the lone travelers uniformly follow this passage to the gathering place."
The man in work uniform pointed to a wide passage made of transparent glass in the distance and said:
"You go along this passage to the end, where you will find the gathering place."
"Thank you." Chu Zhou nodded.
Chu Zhou and others moved quickly along the glass passage, and after a while they reached the end.
It was a square with beautiful scenery, and tens of thousands of people were gathering there, because the square was very large, with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers.
So tens of thousands of people are still very sparse here.
"It seems that not many people are going to the 'Battleground of Ten Thousand Races' today."
Zuo Yue said this as he glanced at the sparse figures.
"Hello everyone, please rest here first."
A beautiful receptionist with two white wings came over and took Chu Zhou and others to the rest area.
"When can we go to the 'Battlefield of All Races'?" Chu Zhou asked.
“We need to gather a certain number of people, otherwise the logistical operation costs will be too high.”
The beautiful receptionist smiled and said:
"Actually, it's quite a coincidence that you came here. The earliest ones like you have been waiting here for 13 days. After all, the gathering of loners is not like the armies of various cosmic countries. When the armies of the cosmic countries came, they were all huge. It’s huge. But the lone travelers have to wait slowly and gather a certain number of people.”
Chu Zhou nodded slightly.
Chu Zhou and others sat down on the alloy benches in the rest area.
In the rest area, there were scattered many other strong men who were preparing to go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'.
"Look, that man has transparent wings on his back, a snake tail behind him, and purple snake scales on his face. He should be the genius of the Quetzalcoatl."
Xiliujin spoke with his spiritual thoughts, motioning Chu Zhou and others to look at a young man with a snake tail not far away.
The snake-tailed young man seemed to feel the gaze of Chu Zhou and others. His golden snake eyes looked at Chu Zhou and others indifferently.
"Hey. That man is as tall as a mountain and carries a black coffin on his shoulders. He should be the genius of the 'Black Coffin Organization', the top force in our human race. That black coffin is the exclusive weapon of the members of their organization!"
Xiliujin quickly signaled Chu Zhou and others to look at the strange figure that was as big as a hill and carrying a black coffin on its shoulders.
That figure carried a huge black coffin on its shoulders, which was very unique.
Apart from Chu Zhou, many people in the rest area were looking at that person.
But that person seemed to have been used to being stared at for a long time. He didn't care about everyone's gaze and was calm and composed.
"The Black Coffin Organization, I've heard of it."
Bingselin said:
"Although the Black Coffin Organization is not as good as the five giant forces, it is also the top force among us humans, second only to the five giant forces, and is more powerful than most of the gods and the universe."
"Moreover, the members of this organization are proficient in puppetry and like to refine the corpses of killed enemies into their own battle puppets."
Do you like to refine the enemy's corpse into your own battle puppet?
Chu Zhou and others were a little surprised when they heard this.
But no surprise.
There are countless secret arts and techniques in the universe, and there are all kinds of secret arts and techniques.
The 'Black Coffin Organization' has a secret technique of refining corpses into combat puppets, which is normal.
Chu Zhou himself can also refine living beings into soul slaves through the 'Book of Souls'.
"Tsk, tsk, this little girl from the elf tribe is really sexy. She has a curvy front and a perfect figure..."
Shiliujin suddenly stared at the elf beauty in cool clothes, his face was extremely vulgar, and his mouth was drooling.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Zuo Yue and Bing Serin had black lines on their heads and punched Xiliu Jin respectively.
Xiliujin screamed, and his two wretched peach blossom eyes were directly beaten into panda eyes.
"There are so many geniuses who choose to go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' to hone their talents!"
Chu Zhou silently scanned the many powerful men in the rest area and found that many of them were very young realm masters, and all of them had impressive heads, extraordinary demeanor, and strong blood and aura. It was obvious at a glance that they had extraordinary origins.
Chu Zhou and others waited all day, and the number of world masters gathered in the rest area slowly reached 100 people.
"Everyone below the realm lord level must gather here."
"All the powerful Realm Lords are here."
The passage gate opened, and tens of thousands of lone warriors below the realm lord level were quickly classified.
Chu Zhou and others also stood up and gathered with the other realm masters.
A terrifying figure wearing a black gold battle suit, filled with endless evil energy, as if he had just walked out of the battlefield, suddenly appeared in front of Chu Zhou and other realm masters.
This is a cosmic master.
Almost instantly, Chu Zhou and others judged that the other party was a cosmic venerable from the astonishing coercion emanating from that terrifying figure.
The Lord of the Universe, who was wearing a black gold battle suit, glanced at Chu Zhou and other Realm Masters with his eyes like blades, and then said seriously:
"Dear world masters, you are about to go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'. I believe that you all have some understanding of the 'Battleground of Ten Thousand Races' before coming here, so I won't go into details here."
"However, we human beings have rules. All humans who go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' must first go to the battlefield barracks base for a year of training before you can move freely in the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'."
Chu Zhou and the other hundreds of realm masters listened carefully.
"Why do you need to go to the barracks base to practice for a year first? Can't you just let us move freely?"
A Realm Lord with lava flowing all over his body asked somewhat unhappily.
Uh-huh!
The Lord of the Universe, who was wearing a black-gold battle suit, cast his sharp eyes instantly on the Realm Lord with lava flowing all over his body.
He sneered and said: "If you have ever been to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', you would never say such stupid things."
He glanced at everyone again and continued:
"If you haven't really entered the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', you have no idea how dangerous it is."
"For those who enter the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' for the first time, if they are not protected by forces in the novice stage and are not familiar enough with the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', then it will basically be one word - death!"
"In order to protect you novices, we human beings have forcibly arranged for you to go to the barracks base for a year of trial first, so that you can use the shelter of the barracks base to gradually become familiar with the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' and survive the most vulnerable period for novices." Period. You guys, don’t be ignorant of good and evil!”
"Haha, if any of you are dissatisfied with the arrangement, you can leave here immediately and find your own way to enter the 'Battleground of Ten Thousand Races' through another method... Of course, in that case, your safety will be entirely your own responsibility."
"Is anyone leaving? If so, come forward now!"
No one stood up.
Including the Realm Lord who had previously opened his mouth and had lava flowing all over his body.
At this moment, that Realm Master even took the initiative to retreat into the crowd, as if he was afraid that the Lord in Black Gold Armor would let him leave.
Everyone is not stupid.
After listening to the explanation from the black-gold warrior, they vaguely knew that the 'battlefield of all races' would be more dangerous than they imagined.
When they first entered the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', they had to go to the human barracks and base for a year of trials. The benefits to them far outweighed the disadvantages.
"It seems that no one has left." The venerable black-gold warrior continued, "Since you have agreed to go to the barracks base for a trial for one year, you must learn to abide by the rules of the army."
The ears of Chu Zhou and other Realm Masters stood up.
"Before you go!"
"You need to undergo a traditional conferment ceremony." The black-gold warrior said with a solemn expression.
"The investiture ceremony?"
"What's the meaning?"
"For what?"
Chu Zhou and other realm masters from major human forces basically know that all human warriors must receive a title before passing through the eight logistics bases and heading to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'.
However, some Realm Lords from small forces, or those who have always walked alone, are not very clear about the awarding ceremony.
The black gold warrior lord obviously knew this, he explained:
"The investiture ceremony is to determine your accurate status in the army. The army is a hierarchical place, and subordinates must obey their superiors... Therefore, your status and authority in the army must be clearly defined, and how to confirm it is through your strength. .”
"Should we fight each other?"
"Or conduct other assessments?"
The Lord of the World shouted.
"No need."
The black-gold warrior shook his head and said:
"Each of you world masters must practice again and again in the Mirror Universe Network. The Mirror Universe Network will have a rating for your strength based on your performance. This rating is very important for your status in the army. "
"The ratings are divided into three levels, one is 'Ordinary World Lord Warrior', the second is 'Elite World Lord Warrior', and the third is 'World Lord War General'."
"Most Boundary Lords are ordinary Boundary Lord warriors."
"If you can be recognized by the source of the rules, you can barely be considered an elite world master warrior."
"Of the hundreds of elite realm master warriors, one realm master warrior can usually emerge!"
"I believe that each of you has shown your strongest strength in the mirror universe. If any of you has not shown your strongest strength in the mirror universe. If you are worried that the award ceremony is unfair, then you can enter the mirror universe now. The strongest strength has erupted in the world and the universe. The awarding ceremony will begin in a moment."
After the black-gold warrior finished speaking, he waited for about 30 seconds. When he saw that there was no objection, he said:
"Since you all have no objections, let's start the awarding ceremony now. Now come to me one by one."
After a while, the world masters walked towards the black gold warrior lord one after another.
A blue light shot out from the screen of the black-gold warrior's arm guard, covering the approaching Realm Lord.
"Elite Realm Master Warrior!"
"Ordinary realm lord warrior!"
"Ordinary realm lord warrior!"
"Elite Realm Master Warrior!"
The screen of the arm guard of the Venerable Master in Black Gold Armor automatically emitted a series of sounds, and at the same time, each World Lord was conferred a title.
The world leaders who accepted the title also received messages from the mirror universe network.
The higher the rank...the higher the status in the army.
Chu Zhou looked at this scene and was slightly shocked in his heart: "There are so many elite realm master warriors. Logically speaking... the 'ordinary realm master warriors' account for the majority among the realm masters. Oh, that's right. They dare to go alone to participate in the '10,000 World Lord Warriors'" They are all confident in themselves. They must be strong enough."
"What military rank do you think we will be awarded?"
Zuo Yue said curiously.
"Come on, Captain of the Realm!"
Bingselin said calmly.
The four of them are all core members of the Chaos Secret Realm of the Mirror Universe Company, especially Chu Zhou, who is the number one genius of mankind.
If none of them can be awarded the 'World Master Warlord'.
Then others are even less likely.
Realm Lords, accept the titles in turn.
Soon it was Chu Zhou's turn.
A blue light enveloped Chu Zhou.
"Common Realm Lord."
Wow!
Hearing that someone had been awarded the title of Realm Lord and General, the surrounding Realm Lords all looked at Chu Zhou.
"Not bad!" The venerable black-gold warrior nodded to Chu Zhou with a smile.
Chu Zhou walked aside with a calm expression.
Next, Zuo Yue, Bing Serin, and Xiliu Jin also stepped forward one by one.
"Common Realm Lord!"
"Common Realm Lord!"
"Common Realm Lord!"
After Chu Zhou, three more people were awarded the title of Realm Lord War General. Especially, the four of Chu Zhou seemed to be in the same group.
Immediately, all the surrounding realm masters were shocked.
Even the internal staff of Jiyu Star, who were conferring titles on warriors below the realm lord level in the distance, looked over in surprise.
Among these 100 realm masters, there are actually four "realm master generals".
This situation is very rare.
The reaction of the black-gold warrior was very calm. He had vaguely guessed that Chu Zhou and the other four people were from a certain top force, or even the five giant forces.
"During this period, many young realm masters and generals have appeared one after another among the realm masters who have applied to go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'. It seems that there are five giants, as well as top geniuses from all major forces. , you can enter the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' for trials."
With this thought in mind, the black-gold warrior lord asked Zuo Yue and others to stand aside and continue to confer titles on the remaining realm masters.
Later, another realm master general appeared, it was the figure carrying the black coffin on his shoulders.
The awarding ceremony ended soon.
Among the one hundred people, there were 5 realm master generals, 60 elite realm master warriors, and 35 ordinary realm master warriors.
After the conferring of the Realm Lords was over, about an hour later, the conferring ceremony for the powerful men below the Realm Lord level also ended.
"The investiture ceremony is over, everyone, follow me."
The black-gold warrior spoke loudly, his voice echoing in everyone's ears.
Chu Zhou and other realm masters, as well as more than 10,000 other warriors, followed the black-gold warrior lord and arrived in front of a huge space water curtain that was one kilometer high and one kilometer long.
There are 107 such water curtains next to it.
"We humans have 108 barracks bases in the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'. This is the space passage leading to Barracks Base No. 03."
"Now, all of you, step into the spatial water curtain."
As the words of the black gold warrior lord fell, Chu Zhou and other realm masters, as well as more than 10,000 other warriors, all stepped into the spatial water curtain.
"I don't know how many people will come back alive this time."
The venerable black-gold warrior sighed deeply as he looked at the disappearing crowd.
As someone who has been to the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races", he understands the dangers of the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races".
Arriving at the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', less than 10% of the people who narrowly escaped death and finally came back.
But he also knew that it was necessary to continuously send more powerful human beings to the 'battlefield of all races'.
On the one hand, there are too many opportunities and too many benefits in the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', and humans must not give them up.
Otherwise, other ethnic groups will continue to gain various opportunities from the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' and grow rapidly, while human beings will develop slowly.
Then, sooner or later, humans will be eliminated by other ethnic groups.
On the other hand, only after experiencing the tempering of blood and fire can life be sublimated and more powerful men above the Venerable level be born.
Powerful people above the Venerable level are the pillars of all races in the universe. In order to give birth to more powerful people above the Venerable level, no matter how much you sacrifice, it is still worth it.
(End of chapter)
