Chapter 928 Leaky Cauldron

"Eat everything..."

Ye Fan was slightly startled by Yafu's reminder. Soon, he realized what Yafu said.

Power comes easily, and with it comes easy loss of control.

If you eat one person, you can get a piece of gold, if you eat a person, you can get a glory, and if you eat a million, you can get a king level. If such power is not controlled, the entire human race, with a population of several billion, will not be able to withstand much trouble.

Just as he had just thought, Taotie made Nanchuan no longer afraid of a big war, but the huge casualties caused by the war were still irreparable. If a war was started without any scruples, the consequences would be equally difficult to estimate.

Having power is not terrible, but if you change your mind because of power, it will definitely become a disaster.

"Thank you, Yafu, for reminding me." After a few simple words, Ye Fan already understood, "I will use Taotie's power with caution."

This wise man from the divine star has already reached an unimaginable level of thought. His suggestions can often give Ye Fan a lot of inspiration.

"It doesn't matter, just stick to your own path." Yafu replied, but his voice fell silent.

Perhaps it was the betrayal of the God Lord that made Ya's father sad. These days, he rarely took the initiative to say anything. Except for Ye Fan's reminder, most of the time, he just stayed silent in the Haotian Tower.

"I will arrange when you eat later." Ye Fan turned his attention to Taotie.

Under the current situation, Dai Tie definitely cannot let Taotie stay in the beast-controlling space any longer. If one day he eats his creation fruit and promotion fruit, Ye Fan will really tear him apart.

"Is it okay to eat less?"

"No problem, no problem, it's just..." Taotie wanted to argue, but Ye Fan cast his murderous gaze and closed his mouth.

"No problem, no problem at all!"

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"King of the North, Fei City has fallen!"

"Iron Horn City fell!"

"The Nuclear City has opened its city defense formation!"

"..."

In the North, the frequent battle reports made the King of the North feel on pins and needles.

The fortress failed, the main force of the Northland withdrew, and the Northland front line almost collapsed.

Just as he feared most, the number of Lieyang's mythical legions was increasing. Now, it was close to tens of thousands. The battle lines were divided into several lines, each of which was rapidly advancing towards the heart of the North.

Every time a city is pushed, the Mythical Army will slaughter the city and turn the city into scorched earth. This is an irreparable loss for the North.

"Master God, how long will it take for the next batch of support to arrive?" Looking at the Master God aside, the King of the North asked anxiously: "With this kind of progress, I'm afraid Northland won't be able to sustain it for a few months!"

"There are still a few days." God Lord replied, he frowned. Since the beginning of the war, God Star has provided considerable support to Northland, and even dispatched its own soldiers, but it still cannot resist the mythical legion of the blazing sun.

If you want to fight, you can, but the losses to the God Star will be heavy.

"Can't you just kill the King of Ming?" The King of the North is still anxious. Lieyang's conquest has disrupted everything. Now he no longer cares about Nanchuan's whereabouts.

The survival of the Northland already depends on this moment.

"There are mythical figures around him, I'm not sure." The God Lord rejected the North King. He naturally had the same idea, but after investigation, he still gave up.

"You." The North King could naturally see the God Lord's hesitation. He was anxious and angry at the moment, but he had nothing to do.

"Letting other people join the war should change something. The human race is not just the three of you. There are neutral forces like the Human King's lineage, the Mingxin Sect, and other forces that can add up, which should not be underestimated." The God Lord suggested: " Just like the alliance of heroes you had at that time, let’s form it again.”

"How can it be formed again?" The King of the North replied: "That alliance was called a union, but it was actually just a partition. In this time of year, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it was a battle between Lieyang and the North."

"Northland is at a disadvantage and the blazing sun is so fierce. How could they take action?"

"Yes." The Lord of God nodded, and there was a slight silence in the hall.

The power of the blazing sun is getting stronger every day, and they are almost at their wits' end.

If there is a decisive battle, both Northland and Shenxing will pay an unimaginable price.

"It would be possible if Lieyang also launched a war against other forces." In the hall, Lingbao in the corner suddenly spoke up, breaking the deathly silence.

"Other forces start a war? King Ming is not a fool." The King of the North and the God Lord shook their heads, "If he gathers such power, he must first defeat the North."

"But...what if something happened to make King Ming become a fool?" Lingbao asked tentatively.

"What can happen?" Lingbao's attitude made the King of the North realize something was wrong: "What's your plan?"

"Yes, yes, but..." Lingbao hesitated for a while before saying: "Sister Ji Yang is the heart of King Ming. If she dies, we will lead the murderer to other forces..."

"Ji Yang?" Upon hearing this name, the King of the North was stunned, and then he hesitated.

He and Ming Wang have been friends for many years, Ji Yang, whom he watched grow up. Many times in the past, he even thought about whether he could turn her into his daughter-in-law.

King Ming is different from him. He has only married one woman and only one daughter in his life. The King of Beidi is very clear about his love for Ji Yang.

"If Xiaoyang dies, it may be possible to solve the urgent need." The King of the North said, but it was rare that the hero of the North also had compassion.

"...It would be a bit unkind to bring his family into the fight between him and me."

"My father and his son know the relationship between Ming Wang, but now Ming Wang has changed. As of today, he has slaughtered twenty cities in the North." Lingbao replied: "If the North falls one day, will Ming Wang also be able to Like my father, let me go?"

"You brat." Lingbao's words made the Northern King feel nervous, but they also made him make a decision quickly.

"Lord God, you can't kill the King of Life. You should be able to go to Lieyang and kill his daughter."

"I think it's possible." The Lord God nodded. He felt much more relaxed now that he had the solution. "The Shinhwa Man is only with King Ming, so he shouldn't be distracted by his daughter."

"Then it's up to you." The North King said, "Remember to lead the evidence to others, preferably King Ye, or the top brass of Nanchuan."

"I understand, you and I are on the same rope now. If we can get through the difficulties at a small cost, then I will do my best." The Lord God stood up and disappeared into the hall in just a blink of an eye.

However, the North King could not calm down for a long time. He knew the strength of the God Lord and it should not be difficult for the other party to kill Ji Yang.

"If it succeeds, King Ming will really go crazy." After a long time, the King of Northland exhaled and looked at Lingbao, but his eyes were looking at the darkness behind him: "The origin of Lieyang's mythical army, you Is the investigation clear? "

"I only got some clues." No one came out of the darkness, but a low voice came out.

"There are two new official forces in Lieyang. One side claims that ordinary people can become members of the relic bloodline tribe, and the other side claims that the relic bloodline tribe members can become mythical soldiers."

"Doesn't it mean that an ordinary person can directly become a mythical soldier through these two parties?" The King of the North broke into a cold sweat: "Are there many people participating?"

"Many, King Ming has a high prestige in Lieyang. Now when we fight, the people are willing to support it." A voice came from the darkness, "But from the information I have learned, although there are many people participating, the proportion of successful people is very small, almost It’s all 1%. Cumulatively, it takes almost 10,000 ordinary people to become a mythical soldier.”

"That's okay." The King of the North nodded slightly, but soon, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he smelled something amiss.

"Except for this person, where have the other 9,999 people gone?"