Chapter 1121 True Lord: I'm A Little Tragic As A Transmigrator! Blood Moon Son And Yuzanda!

"There's a high chance that the Lord of The Blazing Sun also has a Master God-Tier trump card, and it's a Master God-Tier trump card that's even more powerful than Uriel. That's why Uriel died at 'His' hands."

"A Master God-Tier trump card…"

The True Lord felt extremely helpless.

As proud as "He" was, he had never felt this way since he was young.

Even though "He" had once suffered at Zhou Zhou's hands, "He" felt that it was only temporary. "He" would definitely surpass Zhou Zhou in the future.

But at this moment, after guessing that the other party had a Master God-Tier trump card, "He" felt that his chances of catching up to the other party had suddenly become slim.

Master God-Tier trump cards represented Master God-Tier combat power after all.

This combat strength could be considered a clan-protecting combat strength among the Original Spirit Race, the number one race in the myriad worlds.

In the hearts of most Original Spirit Race beings, being able to have the combat strength of a Master God-Tier could be considered a goal they had fought for their entire lives.

Even "He" was no exception.

And now, this goal has actually been achieved by a Lord from the human race.

Moreover, the other party had already relied on this strength to defeat countless experts and lead an army to expand their territory. They were doing well.

He was still playing house among the Lord of All Races.

"I'm a transmigrator after all."

"Moreover, the beginning of the transmigration was so good. He came from a top-notch bloodline."

"Why is it that after coming to this world, I'm still suppressed by other forces?"

"Invincible Wen went up against a loser and ended up being beaten up by a loser, right?"

The True Lord complained.

Even "He" felt that his style was not the same as the Lord of The Blazing Sun's sea breeze.

"No wonder there's a rumor among the Lords of the Cerulean Planet where 'He' is. Common People's Regal and the Lord game they play are not the same version of the Lord game."

"That's true."

"I feel like the other party is already at the stage of the gods' chaotic battle. I'm still building a house in my territory."

The True Lord was silent for a long time. Then, he took a deep breath and perked up again.

"He" analyzed the situation in front of him and gradually realized that "He" still had three advantages.

Firstly, "He" had a top-notch race's heritage. Behind "Him" was the Original Spirit Race, the number one race in the myriad worlds, silently supporting "Him" and influencing "Him."

This could be seen from the fact that many Lord factions and even race factions were willing to give him their Faction Quests.

The reason why "He" received billions or even more faction points every day was not because "He" had done Faction Quests frequently, so "He" received more faction points.

Instead, it was because every day, a large number of Lords and races would recommend themselves to find "He" and were willing to give him more than half of the Faction Quests that they had completed. This way, as long as he finished this mission, he could easily obtain a large number of faction points.

And this was because they knew that they were the Lords of the Original Spirit Race and had the support of the Original Spirit Race behind them. As long as they helped them, they would definitely be able to obtain unimaginable surprises in the future.

This was something that even the Supreme Will could not stop.

This was the advantage of having the backing of a top-notch clan.

It was not something a Lord from the human race like Zhou Zhou could imagine.

The advantages of the second day were:

Even though Zhou Zhou was extremely powerful now, as long as "He" wanted to fight for the position of the Lord of All Races, "He" had to do the same activities as "Him."

In this situation, it seemed like Zhou Zhou had the advantage, but in fact, Zhou Zhou did not have much of an advantage.

Because the upper limit of the activity was there.

It was not just a simple fight. Whoever was good at fighting would win.

Intelligence, channels, influence, reputation, connections…

These factors will be important factors in influencing the ultimate victor of the Supreme Will's activities.

Zhou Zhou could not break the rules no matter how strong "He" was. "He" could only obediently do Faction Quests like "Them" to obtain faction points.

At most, it would be more efficient to obtain faction points.

However, this efficiency could actually be made up for by various aspects such as the race's foundation and influence.

In that case, Zhou Zhou was actually at a disadvantage.

This was because "He" was unable to fully exert "His" strength and faction in "His" activities. "He" could only exert a portion of "His" strength.

As for the third advantage, it was that Zhou Zhou had too many enemies.

It was still alright in the high continent. As long as Zhou Zhou did not provoke a Divine Kingdom Lord, "He" would be invincible.

However, once he left the High Continent and entered the stage of the competition between the myriad races, Zhou Zhou, who had too many enemies, would definitely attract the siege of a large number of super experts and super factions.

At that time, forget about participating in the event and fighting for the Lord of All Races.

Whether or not he could survive was a question.

As for the top Blood Lords, after they left the high continent, they could rely on their racial heritage and influence to become more and more like fish in water.

This was something that Zhou Zhou could not compare to.

The True Lord finally calmed down after figuring out these three points.

"He" looked at the distant horizon and muttered to himself,

"Common People's Regal, I admire you for being able to reach this step with your human body."

"But the road ahead will only get harder."

"And our path will get easier."

"This is the difficulty of you low-level races wanting to advance to a higher level."

"It's not that easy to break through the hierarchy and even advance to the strongest race faction as a low-level race."

"When you leave the High Continent, you will understand that this is just the beginning."

…

Even the True Lord felt so powerless against Zhou Zhou's strength.

Not to mention the other Lords.

At this moment, almost all the Lords of All Races had the same thought.

The Common People's Regal was invincible!

It was better to let the super experts of the races behind them deal with this difficult opponent when the ten thousand races fought for supremacy.

Common People's Regal was no longer on the same level as Lords of all races like them.

…

Outside the High Continent, in the distant starry sky.

A streak of purple light streaked across the starry sky and headed straight for the High Continent.

In the stream of light, Yuzanda's slightly ferocious face because of hatred was hidden in the purple light.

"Common People's Regal!"

"I must kill you and avenge my son!"

Swoosh!

In the blink of an eye, "He" flew across the starry sky and disappeared.

Not long after "He" disappeared, a piece of space fluctuated slightly. Then, a blood-colored fox-faced figure appeared.

It was the Blood Moon Son who had just left the High Continent and was preparing to seek revenge on Yuzanda.

"He" stared at Yuzanda's figure for a long time before he fell into deep thought.

"I originally wanted to recover my strength to the Master God-Tier level first, then find a few trump cards that can deal with Yuzanda before looking for him."

"I didn't expect this guy to actually come knocking on our door himself. Moreover, he wants to take revenge on the Common People's Regal."

"Revenge… Could Uriel be Yuzanda's son?"

"If that's the case, it makes sense."

The Blood Moon Son stood on the spot and thought for a long time. In the end, he still flew back to the High Continent.