Black Dragon Kingdom

As for why they are leisurely, of course it is because they are all husbands.

To become a ten thousand commander, one must kill 10,000 enemies or two third-tier existences on the battlefield.

And these seven of them were lucky enough to kill the existence of the two frost giants in the original frost giant battle.

The blood sacrifice is divided into quarters and rounds. The first quarter belongs to those officers, and they can only sacrifice blood among the slaves they control.

The second season belongs to them, the ten thousand commanders. They can gather nearly ten thousand soldiers and forty to fifty thousand slaves under their command, and then sacrifice blood together. The energy from this blood sacrifice will be all Belongs to them alone.

In the third season, all the dark races of each type will be assembled, and then they will sacrifice blood separately for the legend of their same race, that is, the king of the race.

And in the fourth quarter, all of Ace's subordinates will be assembled, and they will sacrifice blood together to provide growth energy for Ace, Eliza, Elena, and the three dragons.

One ring after another, high-level ones crazily squeeze low-level ones.

The reason why the seven ten thousand commanders are not in a hurry is because after the blood sacrifice in the second season, they will absorb tens of thousands of their own clansmen, including their ten and thousand commanders, as well as the third-tier compatriots who have not yet become ten thousand commanders. One-third of the energy of the blood, after this energy is absorbed by them, one-third of the blood contributed to the Dark Legendary Blood Sacrifice in the third quarter is completely drizzle, and it can be replenished after drinking a few mouthfuls of energy.

So they are not in a hurry, because under this system, they are purely earning, and the earning is not double or double, but tens or hundreds of times, they are anxious for a hammer.

And those who did not become the commanders are only the third-order dark nobles of the commanders, so they are more anxious.

One-third of his own blood is required for one year of sacrifice, and it is still three times.

Although there are those guys below to supplement, this is at most no loss and no profit.

No loss, no gain, it seems to be nothing, but there are seven existences of the same level as the chief ten thousand, who are frantically devouring energy and upgrading.

Strength is a qualifying match. When you stand still and others are moving forward, you are going backwards.

No one wants to fall behind, not to mention that they are all third-tier dark nobles, and they don't even want to fall behind.

They are only a few steps away from legend.

Now with the birth of the blood sacrifice, the door has slowly opened to them, almost within reach.

To become the head of the ten thousand, tens of thousands of his subordinates sacrifice blood once a year, even if it is a pig, with so much energy stuffed into it, it can become a legend in more than ten years, not to mention that they are all dark nobles who think they are very talented up.

And if they don't become ten thousand chiefs, one-third of the blood in their bodies will be drawn again by seven ten thousand chiefs.

The captain of the ten thousand only needs to be drawn twice a year, while the commander of the thousand needs to be drawn three times.

As an existence of the same level, it is a shame that a third of the blood of the same race should be drawn out to allow him to practice.

The legendary ancestors are stronger than them, and the dragon is their majesty. After being drawn blood by them and returning the benefits, they will not feel the psychological burden of the weak.

But for a fellow race of the same level to draw their own blood for cultivation, this made them extremely unbearable.

The combat effectiveness is about the same, just because you cut off an extra third-level head, I will be your training blood bag, and everyone will go crazy.

It's not their fault. Within a day or two, they suggested war ten times.

Strength, face, and interests all require war before they can earn back for themselves.

The gate of the palace was slowly pushed open, and ninety-one dark nobles carrying gold and silver coins walked in expectantly.

The result was an empty throne.

Eliza and Elena sat on the other two thrones on both sides of the throne, looking at this group of dark nobles with expressionless faces.

The ninety-one dark nobles were completely dumbfounded.

Where is Your Majesty? Where did your Majesty go?

They were completely panicked, maybe His Majesty went to sleep like before.

Your Majesty is asleep, who announced the war?

The beheading of the war announced by the two princes does not count, and the beheading is in vain.

The ninety-eight dark nobles stood on both sides like frost-beaten eggplants, and the frustration was almost written directly on their faces.

Elena and Eliza sat on both sides of Ace's throne, counting the gold and silver coins that had just been collected, smiling from ear to ear.

Eliza, you have to take good care of them. You must not let them hide our property.

The two of us will divide these gold coins after Ace wakes up. We haven't divided the gold coins they donated ten times.

Elena greedily licked the gold coins in her hands, eyes full of reluctance.

Because they donated gold and silver coins too diligently, Ace didn't have time to distribute the gold coins they donated in these two days.

After Ace fell asleep, the two of them were too embarrassed to ask for it.

They understand Ace's troubles, so they must not tear him down at this time.

Gold coins can only be distributed after a few months.

Although she wanted to embezzle the gold coins in her own hands, the gold coins in Ace's hands were the big ones. It was impossible for her not to share hundreds of gold coins from Ace just because she embezzled one gold coin.

Hundreds of gold coins or one gold coin, she still can tell which one is more important.

Therefore, she has no idea of ​​embezzling gold coins at all now, after all, the purpose of not embezzling is to get more gold coins.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Eliza was fascinated by the sound of gold coins colliding with each other.

His wise eyes glanced at the dark nobles full of disappointment like frost beating eggplants from time to time.

This guy, Ace, not only holds the right to distribute property, he also monopolizes the right to issue wars.

Recalling what Ace said to the dark nobles below a few days ago, a war without his approval is an invalid war, and he does not recognize military merits.

She gritted her teeth in anger.

Don't underestimate that sentence. Since that sentence was uttered, these dark nobles saw Ace as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

In the face of her and Elena, although respect is respect, but compared with Ace's combat effectiveness and enthusiasm, there is definitely a difference of dozens of percentage points. The passion for killing people is gone, and the gap is clear at a glance.

Regarding Ace's behavior of holding all the power in her own hands, although Eliza understands, after all, with Elena's war-crazed character, once the power of war is placed in her hands, it will take less than two days. This group of screaming dark creatures can kill the human world at the speed of a madman, and bankrupt them in one fell swoop.

Understanding is understanding, but this does not prevent her from expressing strong dissatisfaction with Ace.