"The competitive planet of the Black Dragon Clan was destroyed, the Black Dragon Clan lost the qualification of the God-Choose Clan, and the race was erased."

The creepy universe broadcast appears again.

When I heard this cosmic broadcast, endless fear once again surged into the hearts of every race governor.

Another race, disappears.

Especially when I saw Lu Chuan's racial governor on the Judgment Star, their faces changed drastically. How long has this cosmic broadcast been around since the human governor just left? In less than three minutes, it was the extinction of a race.

They will not doubt their own judgment at all. Even if the world does not say it, all this is done by humans and is considered a secret.

No one can confirm that all the races that you know have been erased.

The reason why the human governor appeared just now was probably because he was redirected by the judgment planet and then destroyed the Black Dragon Clan. In less than three minutes, he completely slaughtered the Black Dragon Clan as chickens and ducks, without any effort.

It is terrifying to think about it carefully. This is the fifth race. Even the human governor can't stop it for three minutes. Who else can take the butcher knife of a human? Even the Hundred Tribes Alliance is probably a native chicken and a treasure.

Cosmic radio, of course, if you are the chosen one, you will receive this radio.

Of course, the governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan also received it. It stood in the huge palace with a stiff expression, as if it was slapped hard by someone.

"Is he really that strong?" The governor of the Descent Banshee clan had a confused look in his eyes. The harassment of the Sharon clan continued, but in the blink of an eye, the governor of the human race used this method to respond to himself.

Compared with harassment, this blow from the human governor is truly cruel.

Another race was killed, and it was not long after the Hundred Tribes Alliance was established. Without doubt, this was more like a threat, more like a mockery, ridicule of one's overestimation, and the body of an ant dared to block the elephant?

For the Hundred Tribes Alliance, this was a slap in the face, so loud.

Humanity’s counterattack is so direct and rude. Didn’t you send someone to harass me? Once I come, I will destroy a clan... This kind of practice is absolutely domineering.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe sighed: "I'm afraid there are many more races in the alliance that should feel panic."

After thinking about it, the governor of the Dead Banshee tribe smiled again.

The domineering behavior of human beings is actually a good thing from another perspective. The stronger the oppression, the stronger the rebound. The various races in the alliance of the Hundred Tribes actually have no way out. Since there is no way out and there is the pressure of extermination given by human beings, will they become crazy?

Any race that is fighting for life in a crazy way will burst out with great power.

The Governor of Humanity thought he could use this method to shock the Hundred Tribes Alliance, but he did not know that this was a kind of inspiration force, which made the cohesion of the Hundred Tribes Alliance stronger.

The governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe narrowed his eyes, and with a move of his hand, an energy burst out from the palace.

Since this place is the Alliance Star, there are naturally inspectors of various races on standby here. The energy just now is actually the summoning order of the queen of the Hundred Tribes Alliance. Under this command, all the inspectors of various races stationed here moved their minds and disappeared.

After giving the order, the governor of the Desolate Banshee tribe returned to his seat.

Not even ten seconds needed, the space in the palace was twisting, and the Governor of the Awu tribe was the first to appear, and it saluted the Governor of the Desolate Banshee: "Queen."

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan nodded and pointed slightly to the side.

This time, all the governors of the hundreds of tribes were summoned, so the governor of the Awu tribe just gave a tribute and did not ask, but quietly retreated to the side and stood. It knew that a large number of governors of the race would arrive next.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe pointed his hand in the void, and his mind changed, and the entire palace disappeared, becoming a place similar to an altar.

This place is getting bigger crazily, and soon the size reaches hundreds of kilometers.

Standing here, you can feel that you are so small.

The palace was abandoned in order to expand... After all, some of the racial governors who arrived were very large, and if they were in the palace, they would definitely not be able to accommodate them. In fact, they could also become smaller, but there was no need.

After completing all this, the Governor of the Destroyed Banshee Clan sat back on the throne he transformed into.

There are some special differences because it needs to build hierarchy, otherwise how can it rule over the hundreds of tribes and drive them? It has established hierarchy, and is in the queen, supreme and has the power to rule them.

The next moment, a figure with spikes appeared. It was extremely tall and more than six meters long.

The races in the universe are actually mainly human-like races, and then there are monsters. The rest can be roughly classified into messy categories. Countless races with tragic shapes will definitely challenge your worldview.

Just like a blow-out well, there are constant distortions of space here, and the governors of each race appear here.

Soon, dozens of governors of various tribes appeared on this empty altar.

These governors have different sizes, some of which are tens of thousands of meters in size, while others are only the size of human fists. This category is mainly elemental races. They are condensed from elements, possess life and wisdom, and have their own civilization.

The races that can be recruited into the alliance of hundreds of races will not be weak. They should be said to be the best among the five thousand races.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan stared down and smiled.

It created the Hundred Tribes Alliance with its own hands and put in a lot of effort. Now, seeing the gathering of the Governors of the Hundred Tribes, why don’t it feel a sense of accomplishment?

but……

Looking at the racial governors below who were like a vegetable market, the governor of the banshee clan became gloomy again.

In more than ten minutes, most of the governors of the Hundred Tribes Alliance arrived. Most of them knew each other, and some of them had fought hard, but now they gathered together and became members of the alliance.

The Hundred Tribes Alliance was a three-parent alliance before. They had disputes with each other, and some of them fought fiercely and were almost killed. These race governors naturally would not have any good looks from each other, and they could not even pee in a pot.

When we met here, we just glared and didn’t start fighting, it was already considered.

Of course, some races have a hot personality and are cursing, and small teams gather together again, ready to fight each other.

In this way, it became lively here, and there was nothing to fight.

"Shut up..."

The governor of the Desolate Banshee Clan, sitting in a high position, looked at the chaotic scene below and roared out loud. Its beautiful face was covered with frost. This kind of cold dew was not ugly, but had another kind of beauty.

The racial governors who were quarreling below all closed their mouths.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe sneered: "What is the establishment of the Hundred Tribe Alliance for? It is unity. But see if you don't need to fight now, you will collapse on your own and break yourself up first?"

After a while, a look of shame flashed across the faces of the racial governors below, but the look of looking at each other was still dissatisfied and resentful.

However, all the governors present dared not speak.

In fact, they all understand these things, but many things are uncontrollable. For example, if you can let go of the races you have been hurt, can they let go of them? If you lose your vigilance, you may be used by it?

"Queen, please calm down." The governor of the Awu tribe said loudly.

The eyes of the governors were all staring at the governor of the Awu tribe. Who doesn’t know that it is the queen’s number one dog?

"Click..."

At this time, cracks appeared on the surface of the altar and countless cracks were produced.

Gravel and soil rolled, and then a huge head soared into the sky and turned into a giant insect. The extremely ugly head of the Salon Governor was exposed, and it leaned out like a naughty man: "Queen, the Salon Governor is late."

The Governor of the Destroyed Banshee Clan's face turned pale. Looking at the shattered altar, this idiot's appearance is always so rough and destructive.

The other race governors were startled and all avoided.

It was abruptly, but there was a large stream of soil in the altar, shattering the originally serious and sacred scene. This idiot was just making trouble for himself. If it weren't for it, it would be useful. The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe would now want to twist its head off.

The governor of the Sharon clan soon felt something was wrong, because the governors around him stared at him with a look of surprise.

Especially the face of the Governor of the Desolate Banshee clan was like cold dew, and his eyes were even more capable of killing people. This made the Governor of the Sharon clan couldn't help but shrink his head. It hurriedly said: "Queen, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..." It remembered what the Queen had told.

Then……

The Governor of the Sharon Clan suddenly shrank back in front of everyone.

"Bang!"

The entire altar seemed to be cracking, and countless cracks appeared. The head of the Salon Governor appeared again, becoming cautious: "Queen, is this time OK?"

And on this altar, it made a big hole, making it even more terrible.

The governors of each race looked at the governor of the Sharon clan with an idiot look, and were suddenly amused by it. Where did this fool come from? In this way, how did the governor of the Destroyed Banshee choose it, and how did he like it as the last piece of the puzzle of the hundred clans?

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee tribe was so angry that he shivered all over. The governor of the hundred tribes gathered together and no longer felt serious. Looking at this place, those who don’t understand thought what was going on.

"Governor of the Sharon Clan..." The Governor of the Dead Banshee Clan gritted his teeth and shouted.

At this moment, the governor of the Sharon clan also realized that he seemed to be in trouble. It rushed out quickly, with tens of thousands of meters of body placing in the sky, and then suddenly spit out a ball of liquid in his mouth. The entire altar was repairing at an extremely fast speed.

However... the aesthetic and ideological transformation of the Salon Governor is nothing compared to the fallen banshee Governor.

The two places it made were forced to smooth out by it, as if it had been gnawed by a dog.

The governor of the Destroyed Banshee clan patted his forehead. It was about to be angry with these two guys, and they were wondering whether the cannon fodder he was looking for was a mistake. Anyone who searched for other races at will would not be so.
Chapter completed!