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"Thank you... Your Majesty the Emperor!"

For the first time, Jekyll's tone was slightly stiff.

But Lao Lei believes that as time goes by, everyone will gradually get used to the "monarchy" and will become more accustomed to the supreme title of "emperor".

Qiongqi - looks like a tiger, has wings and can fly, likes to be cannibalized, and knows people's words.

After three months, I saw Lei Zhentian again, hitting the pupils that were erected by Qianqi, and immediately released an excited "human" look.

Qiongqi's ribs had wings, and from top to bottom, they were covered with red fur like hedgehogs. Everyone had only had time to see a flash of blood shadows, and Qiongqi had already crawled to Lei Zhentian's feet.

"Good guy... we haven't seen each other for a long time." Lao Lei narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and gently patted Qiongqi's huge tiger head twice.

Looking at Qiongqi, a giant with a "vicious" appearance, under the slap of the palm of the Emperor of Glory, he showed a very enjoyable look.

The Thirteen Grandpas in the City of Glory all 'gurgled' and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"Jacks!"

Hearing Lei Zhentian's voice, Jacks hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on both knees.

"Governor General... His Majesty the Emperor!"

As if he realized the slip of the tongue, Jacks hurriedly corrected it.

After Lei Zhentian's inquiry, after three months, he lived by looting, and all the mountain tribes of all sizes have expressed their surrender with the help of the alien race.

With the help of Qiongqi's power, the alien race successfully completed the mysterious ancestral ceremony. At this time, Meng Sen, the old leader of the alien race, happened to be in the City of Glory.

"Call them in!"

Hearing the announcement of the Emperor of Glory, Meng Sen, the old patriarch of the alien race, stepped into the broad Hall of Glory.

Following him was the figure of Lokar, the first warrior of the Inhuman race like an iron tower.

After three months, Mengsen's appearance still looked just a kind old man, his hair was combed very seriously without any mess. The white hair like silver threads was still clearly visible in his black hair.

In the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark brown eyes seemed to be quietly telling the vicissitudes of time.

However, it was this ordinary-looking old man who revealed a heavy and wise light from his half-closed and muddy eyes.

"From today, the emperor of glory must bow down before the kneeling emperor!"

The sudden sound of the Silver Armored Messenger No. 10 made Meng Sen frown slightly.

The alien race only respects heaven and earth, and ancestors. Even if they express surrender to the city of glory, they are only grateful to the demon tiger. Suddenly, it is obviously a bit difficult to kneel down and bow down.

"All the king's land under the world is the king's land. Anyone who is the king's minister in the shores of the earth is the king's minister."

"The rise of the fourth largest civilization in the Wasteland Continent after the Bajin Dynasty, the leader of the Ha Headquarters, and the Laming people. It is now. The old Mengsen clan is old and can be avoided from kneeling down. The rest of the people who disrespect the emperor will rectify the Dharma."

Just at this moment, Lei Zhentian's cold voice resolved the embarrassment in front of the old patriarch of the alien race.

But he pointed the finger directly at the young leader and number one warrior Lokar, behind Mengsen.

In Lao Lei's eyes, Lokar almost killed him, and he always had a rebellious attitude in his words.

The alien race is born with divine power and is a magical race. If Lao Lei wants to use it, he cannot tolerate the arrogance in the bones of the alien race.

Wow, wow, wow.

Twelve guards of the Yongquan and two hundred evil dragon skins took neat steps and quickly entered the Hall of Glory, which was displayed on both sides of the Hall.

This made Locar's expression look even more ugly. There was an extraordinary anger in his eyes, and a vein was pounding gently on his temples.

"...I can help the aliens change the situation of fertility difficulties, and even give the aliens a god-like glory. But it can also be destroyed by turning the palms. Where the dragon legion flag points to the heads of all living beings, when they roll on the ground."

Lei Zhentian's words were more like what Mengsen said.

Behind the cold mask, Lao Lei's eyes flashed with a unique splendor that was burned by pride, confidence and courage.

The city of glory becomes the empire of glory, and the governor of glory has become the emperor of glory. He must have the majesty that an empire and an emperor should possess.

The coastal hunting grounds all the way to the mountain tribes, the huge coastal wastelands have all become the territory of the empire. They hold tens of thousands of heavy-armored legions of dragons and tens of thousands of light armored infantry.

Whether it is a coercion or an eradication of a foreign race with a population of less than 2,000, Lei Zhentian has this strength.

He heard Lei Zhentian's ultimatum in his ears. Seeing Qiongqi standing up violently, the skin on Mengsen's face of the old patriarch of the Inhuman race shrank for a moment. Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and the shiny light flowed in his turbid eyes, and he shouted without turning his head, "Locar, kneel down!"

"grandfather?"

Locar, who was about to have an attack, seemed unable to believe his ears.

"...Three months ago, I received a reminder from my ancestors that the ignorant era of the Wasteland Continent has ended. With the opening of a new era and the rise of a new civilization, we aliens must do our own strength."

"Mengsen, the alien race, pay homage to the Glorious Dynasty. Pay homage to the...Glorious Emperor!"

To everyone's surprise, the arrogant and arrogant old patriarch of the alien race was the first to kneel under the ladder of more than a hundred steps.

Locar's face was so scared that he changed his appearance. The muscles on both cheeks were loose and drooping, and his mouth almost looked like a bowl. He couldn't even believe the scene in front of him. Grandpa, who had always been proud, actually...

As his helpless knees touched the ground, Lokar's heart sank as if it was tied up with a stone. He knew that the days when the Inhumans were kings in the mountains would never return.

In general, those who know the times are heroes. Whether Meng Sen, the old patriarch of the alien race, is sincere or false, it is no longer important. What is important is that at this time, he knelt devoutly at the feet of the glorious emperor.

Lei Zhentian stood up, walked down the jade steps step by step, and stretched out his Spartan gun forward. He gently tapped Mengsen's shoulder, opened his thin lips and said slowly, "... The City of Glory will soon issue a Glory Code, and the nobles of the empire will have a total of twenty-level titles."

"...I never ruthless to the enemy. But I never stingy with the robes that are loyal to the empire. Mengsen. I give you the highest title of twenty levels, second only to the royal family."

Considering the people of the Wasteland Tribe, they didn't know the meaning of the noble title.

So, Lao Lei directly mentioned the reward for the 20th level title, "At this time, you don't have to know what the 20th level title actually represents. In the future, you will definitely experience it. The 20th level title is rewarded with 200 carts of food and 50 carts of fur. What I mean is every month. It does not include the alien race, but only personal rewards."

There are so many rewards from one person every month, which is unprecedented for the people of the Wasteland Tribe.

Not only that, the City of Glory is currently the time to use people, and Lei Zhentian also needs to use Mengsen, so he continued, "At the same time, I also want to invite the Chief of Mengsen to serve as the civil consul, judge, and veteran of the City of Glory. He was spared from kneeling down when he saw the emperor!"

Lei Zhentian directly put away the Spartan spear, walked past Mengsen, and said lightly, "...These rewards will gradually increase with the rise of the empire and the individual contributions to the empire."

Next, Lao Lei came to Locar and summoned the silver-bright Spartan war gun again. Under Locar's surprise and short-circuited eyes, he gently put it on his shoulder, "Locar, your courage and natural divine power are worthy of being the brother of the Emperor of Glory. The misunderstandings in the past will be written off from today."

"... Brothers Lokar, in the near future, the Empire of Glory will inevitably have an unprecedented war with the Bajin Dynasty, the head of the Plateau Ha Headquarters, and the Forest Laming people. The Empire needs a warrior like you! I will give you a nineteenth level title and at the same time I will grant you the title of "King of the Mountains."

"I will build palaces and fortresses for you. What you need to do is to defend our common empire. Keep any enemy who dares to invade the empire from the mountains. Brother Locar, I ask you now, can you, do you want to offer your loyalty and your oath to never bear the throne!?"

Take a stick and enjoy another sweet date.

Lei Zhentian’s previous warnings and coercion were extremely cruel. Now, this remark is sincere.

Even Locar, such an iron-blooded war god with natural divine power, could not help but be moved by this great reward and sincere remarks.

"The Empire of Glory will inevitably fight against the three major civilizations of the Bajin Dynasty, the leader of the Plateau Ha Headquarters, and the Forest Laming people."

"Second only to his grandfather's 19th-level title, and also the title of "King of the Mountains".

Aren't these things Locar dreamed of but dared not imagine?

At that moment, Locar stared at Lei Zhentian's cheek, showing a look that he could not grasp the key points. Finally, he sighed deeply. Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, exhaled in a short and convulsive breath, and his knees pressed against the ground as if they were rooted, and made an unrepentant oath to the Emperor of Glory, "Inhumans, Locar, will live forever, be loyal to the empire, and be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!"

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The terrain of the high mountain tribe is located in the west, the Juejian in the east, the ridge in the south, and the Majin River in the north. The terrain is dangerous and can be said to be a good place to build a fortress in Xiongguan.

As long as this fortress is available, the entire coastal wasteland can avoid any invasion of foreign enemies.

This allows Lei Zhentian to free up his hands to build the port coast and officially start the construction of the fleet.

"Only except for the Inhumans, all other alpine tribes mobilized the coolie camps in the City of Glory and sent them to the alpine areas to prepare wood and grind stones. Prepare for the establishment of the fortress."

It is far from enough to issue such an order. Lei Zhentian himself does not know about construction, nor does he understand ports, and also the construction of ships.

In this way, he had to rely on the help of advanced civilization, which made him think of the Taurus, the Broken Horn.

Because according to the introduction of Miss Fox Nata, Duanjiao is not only a clan leader, but also a great architect in the orc kingdom.

"About my plan, Broken Corner is a master of architecture, but you didn't mention the port and fleet... So, the beautiful and noble Miss Fox, Tana, are you still a master of shipbuilding?"

There was a glittering light in the fox man Nata's eyes. In an instant, she raised a bright smile and expressed her default.

In the distant kingdom of Orcs, the Fox clan was originally close to the coast. Miss Nata, a fox man, happened to be born in a noble family of shipbuilders. Perhaps from the time she could remember her childhood, Nata began to learn drawings about merchant ships and even warships.

Unfortunately, she didn't seem to be willing to mention these distant past events and her family.

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A virgin corolla of a fox girl!

No matter how exciting the pleasure depicted by Lei Zhentian on the Broken Corner, there are also various unheard erotic scenes. How seductive it is.

At least for the time being, Lao Lei hasn't even had it yet, so he just stripped the "vix spirit" naked and put it on the bed.

Seriously speaking, Miss Fox has been in the City of Glory for more than three months. But the time he and Lei Zhentian really spent not long.

Although Lei Zhentian is not a humble gentleman, he is not a hungry ghost in the lust.
To be continued...