On the north coast of the Lucia continent, on an island about ten kilometers away from the land line, the once dead desert island is now a bit noisy.
Since he came up with the idea of holding a beauty pageant within the sea habitat, Wu Ke has spent a total of thirty-six blood months preparing for this beauty pageant that seems a bit outrageous in this world. .
During this period, not only did he find people he met in this world who could talk to people of multiple races, but he also sent out invitations to the sea dwellers as judges, notaries, and spectators of the beauty pageant.
As the hosts, the sea-dwelling mermaids and sirens also made great efforts.
The Kraken drove a large number of sea monsters and fish monsters to change the general shape of the island, turning the island into a crescent shape, and an inner sea appeared in the gap of the crescent moon.
As for the mermaids, their sea warlocks use various water and ice crystal spells to smooth out the rough parts of the island with water, and condense the seawater into solidified translucent crystals, which are covered with bricks on every surface of the island. place.
Today, when viewed from a distance, this deserted island is already a magnificent building like a large maritime opera house.
If it weren't for the existence of the sun in the sky above our heads, it would probably be like a shining piece of art, giving people a more shocking visual impact.
As the number of wars in this world decreases, there is also much less black ash from spiritual corpses floating down from the sky.
The pattering and scattered light of light blue fragments is the last light of life belonging to the elves, which forms a sharp contrast with the blood moon hanging high in the sky.
At this time, a shadow passed through the clouds in the distant sky, and a bright sky battleship flew over at a leisurely speed.
Arriving at the top of the island, he slowly landed directly above an open space clearly marked with an X underneath.
"Goblins, someone is coming!"
The siren lady in charge of the reception shouted, and used her tail to condense the elf power. On a large shell recording board in her hand, she recorded the goblins who kept coming out of the battleship and airship, and who were all wrapped up tightly.
The goblins who set foot on the crystalline ground were all very tall, with an average height of almost two meters.
"Those short goblins are still like this. They don't dare to come out to see people unless they wear some tall protective equipment, haha~"
A strange voice suddenly sounded not far away.
The volume was not low, and it was heard by the goblin leader who was registering the number of visitors.
The tall figure of the goblin leader turned around, and with a pop, a steam-like mist floated up.
The helmet mask on his head opened automatically, revealing a cute girl's face that was a little immature and slightly dark-skinned.
"Hey, who am I talking about? It turns out it's the notoriously cautious and sharp-eared monkey who always lives in the forest!"
Loli's voice sounded, but it could not hide the strong yin and yang energy. It was not at all inferior to Xinke Nirvalian, who also led the team over from the forest elf side.
The goblins in this world are a little different from the green goblins in traditional fantasy worlds. They are more like dwarfs or dwarves.
Male goblins look like shota when young, but become rougher and grow beards as adults.
But there is no such change in female goblins. Whether they are adults or minors, most of them look like nine-headed lolita with sharp horns on their heads and silver hair and black skin.
"Rachino Koeman!"
Xinke Nilbarian narrowed his eyes and said with a hidden smile.
"Little dwarf, don't forget that you are not hiding in those tin cans floating in the air among you goblins.
Now, I only need to use a little special magic to make you kneel down and shout "Dear Lord Nirvalen".
Then, he willingly held my feet and kissed my toes, even if they were stained with dirt! "
"Kiss with what, with this thing in my hand?"
Not to be outdone, the chief scientific research expert of the goblin mecha, Lachino Koman, controlled the latest mecha product on his body and asked the mecha wrapped around his petite body to raise his hand, revealing some black paint. The lacquered gun hole was aimed at the Elf side, also the chief spell developer—Sink Nirvalian.
"At this distance, you'd better make sure that the protective spells on your body have sufficient defensive capabilities, otherwise, with a bang, you will die without a burial place!"
The same threatening words were spat out from the mouth of the black-skinned and silver-haired goblin. It was obvious that compared to Zink Nirvalen, this Rachino Coman was no less generous.
"So, do you want to give it a try? Which one is more powerful, the thing in your hand can break through the defensive spells on my body and kill me, or is my magic powerful, after resisting the attack, it can turn you into a person who only knows how to lick me? Goblin slave of feet?”
"Just try it, do you think I'm afraid of you?"
The light of energy gradually gathered at the black paint hole in the mecha's hand, and the elf brought behind him by Xinke.
Obviously, these are not ordinary forest elf race people.
On the goblin side, a group of elite guards who were able to skillfully operate mechas also controlled the three-type mechas on their bodies. They raised the weapons carried lightly on the mechas, but they also aimed their guns at the elves. This way.
The atmosphere became a little tense, and the battle seemed about to break out.
"The two guests who are about to fight, and your respective tribesmen behind the two guests, please listen to me..."
At this moment, the lady in charge of registration walked into the middle of the two, slightly interrupting the solemn atmosphere around them.
"Master SB has told me that if there are people of other races who refuse to deal with them and want to fight, then don't stop them. There is no problem at all.
However, he wants those of us who are responsible for receiving you to tell all the guys who plan to fight that after you finish the fight, you will face the consequences of being hung up and beaten by him.
Right in front of other races, it will be a very embarrassing scene, and you will lose the face of your own race.
Therefore, I ask you two to think carefully about whether you have the ability to resist him before fighting..."
After Miss Siren finished speaking, she gave up her position and stepped aside.
The bright eyes looked like a crowd watching the excitement, and they seemed to be urging the two people and the two races to fight quickly.
After the fight was over, she still wanted to watch the winner being hanged...
"Consider you lucky!"
Lachino Coman's eyes twitched and he took the lead in putting away his weapon.
"I should be the one to say this to you."
Xinke Nirvalian also twitched the corner of his mouth, dissipating the surging elf power in his body.
The fight disappeared without a trace, and Miss Siren, who wanted to eat the melon, was a little disappointed.
However, she still let the intelligent fish monster she controlled next to her lead the two groups of people. On one side was the forest elf wearing a cloak and looking full of protective spells, and on the other was the goblin wearing a fully enclosed exoskeleton mecha. Let's go to the beauty pageant of their sea habitat.
. . . .
Meetings between hostile races are always so colorful. Goblins and forest elves are mortal enemies and almost come to blows. The same is true for the land overlord's giant race and the sky overlord's dragon elf race.
However, in the photo of Wu Ke sitting in the middle position, the representatives of the two races are now sitting in symmetrical positions on the left and right far apart.
And when the forest elves and goblins came in, except for the gods and the moon-singing species who had long been taken away from the planet under their feet by their own gods and went to live on the blood moon, the other fourteen remaining in the world Representatives of each race have already arrived.
Among them are humans, a small and weak group that is not recognized by other intelligent races in this world.
. . . .
With sweat on his forehead, Rick pretended to be an Ex-Machina and stayed next to Hubi, the real Ex-Machina. The two of them sat not far from Wu Ke's right hand side.
The sea-dwelling beauty pageant has not yet begun, but just from the seats where various races take the initiative, you can clearly see the close and distant relationship between various races...
Dragon spirits and giants are in a hostile relationship, and they are powerful races in this world. The two sit opposite each other on the outermost side.
The forest elves and the goblins are natural allies. Xinke Nirvalen naturally led his tribe to the goblins who came here first.
The goblin race has an extremely bad relationship with their creator, the forging god Oken, and the elf race's creator, the forest god Kenas. However, they inherited this relationship between the creators and became hostile to the elf race. Tens of thousands of years.
Therefore, after the forest elf species went to the side of the ally elven species, Rachino Coman, who was wearing a mecha, also came to the side of the ally giant species.
But as soon as they sat down, the goblins gathered the hostile race of goblins on the other side, those sickly vampires with pale faces.
Obviously, the changes that have occurred within the giant species, and after becoming friendly with Wu Ke, a guy who is regarded as an enemy by their goblin species, there is some gap between the goblin species and the giant species.
. . .
On the terrace of the venue, the camp is clearly divided into three parts. Who is whose enemy? Then on the other side, next to your own enemy, there will be the enemy of your ally.
These are two big blocks, and there is one remaining block, which is neutral, but it can also be said to only represent its own camp.
There is no specific big camp tendency, and the strong power only represents the individual Phantasma species, the equally powerful but group-strong representative of the Ex-Machina, as well as the camp represented by Wu Ke himself, and Jipri, who is sitting next to him and represents the Flügel. Yes, they are part of the third largest block.
Although this beauty pageant of the sea-dwelling species was ostensibly to resolve the issue of the two competing ethnic groups within the sea-dwelling species, it has now become, as Wu Ke had expected, a matter of seeing clearly the representatives of the various races who were invited. The camp tendencies between each other's races led to a premeditated event.
Turning his head, Wu Ke squinted at the man on his left. The mechanical sensing instrument on the man's head proved his identity as a machine-type machine.
Unlike the Hubi (Xiaoqi) I first met, this guy still has a close connection with the Linker within the Ex-Machina, but he is the representative of the Ex-Machina as a whole.
The Ex-Machina is a very interesting race. Although this race will actively attack the lives of other races, it is only because the world is in a war environment.
In order to ensure that other types of individuals outside would not be damaged, the Ex-Machina's link body came up with a strange logic, which is to strike preemptively and kill surrounding threats when it is certain. own existence.
However, after being encountered by Wu Ke, he single-handedly eliminated a group of fighting individual Mechas, but did not destroy these individual combat units. After revealing that he had no ill intentions towards the Mechas, he had a strong group power. The Ex-Machina seems to have adjusted his threat level from high to low.
This race is easier to talk to than other races that Wu Ke has dealt with. For example, this time, the Linked Body of the Ex-Machina did not ask any questions at all, and directly agreed to his invitation and sent an analytical body over. Participating in this beauty pageant is probably a very boring and meaningless beauty pageant for the Ex-Machina.
[The Ex-Machina is a powerful race that can be fought for, can be recruited into the cult, and has the potential to maintain peace! 】
It's a pity that other people present didn't know his thoughts, otherwise they would definitely think that he was crazy.
After all, the Ex-Machina is a race that relies on war to achieve continuous progress, but now it is regarded as a target with the potential to maintain world peace.
There is no doubt that this is a rather ironic thing.
However, this is the fact. If we rank them according to their desire to participate in the war, then the Ex-Machina can be said to be the last race that has no desire to participate in the war and is just passively involved in this world war.
If it were not for the existence of the instinct to preserve oneself, Wu Ke even speculated that the Linked Body of the Ex-Machina might not care about the demise of itself or even the entire Ex-Machina race in this world.
[I don’t know which god in this world created this strange race without emotions and worldly desires...]
Suddenly, he was poked in the elbow.
"Hey, hey..."
Wu Ke turned his head and saw that he had unlocked the power, but part of the wings were still gray. It was obvious that the wings were not completely unlocked, but the Flügel girl could return to her original body shape and posture.
Jibril leaned over, lying next to his ear, biting his ear and reminding him in a low voice: "Don't be stupid, everyone you sent the invitation to has arrived without exception. Now It’s time to start this outrageous conference, otherwise, I feel you will be conquered by them..."
Looking around, all the races Wu Ke had interacted with, and those who had an 'ally' relationship, were all communicating in low voices.
From time to time, there would be strange looks from different racial positions, as if they were planning to connect the suffering masters with each other and kill him, a spiritual tauren who used fallacies and heresies to change his mind.
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