Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

The direction of this flight... is the capital?

Why would the Ex-Machinas...

"Hey, hey. Hurry up and get up, something big has happened!"

"Hmm? What's up?"

Singer did not call his companions again. Instead, he took a few steps and climbed directly to the highest sentry post, and activated the ritual to sound the alarm and notify the entire clan.

"Damn, it's an Ex-Machina."

"What are these lumps of iron doing here?"

"I don't usually provoke them. This posture doesn't mean they are just passing by."

Rosen's roar also sounded at this time.

He had not fallen asleep in the first place, and Singer's shout woke him up completely.

Then I discovered what happened to this group of idiots.

The large army that gathered like a thundercloud, its number must have reached 80% of the total number of Ex-Machinas.

This is definitely a situation that the elves should pay great attention to.

The Ex-Machinas are a race that cannot be overemphasized.

Because they have no heart, no emotions, and cannot feel pain.

Only orders from above will be executed.

What’s more important is their terrifying learning ability.

The same trick has been used on them once, and it may not work again in front of the entire Ex-Machina.

This is why many races avoid the Mechas even though they are not ranked high.

"I don't know why."

"Anyway, hurry up and inform everyone. Our chance to gain military merit has arrived."

An indescribable excitement is spreading.

……

At night, street lamps lit up one by one, and the entire capital of the elves was surrounded by gorgeous rituals.

Countless Grass Dome warships emitting an aura of iron and blood came out in droves, and the warships were filled with elite Elves who had experienced the baptism of war, waiting for the arrival of the Ex-Machinas.

The qualities of the elves, one of the races that dominated the war, were fully displayed at this moment.

The tense atmosphere was spreading, and the Ex-Machina were getting closer and closer.

"Chairman Nilvalen, all preparations have been completed."

Lanqi, Xinke's best lieutenant and now one of Vitan's puppets, was reporting to Xinke Nirvalen who had returned to the captain's seat of the main ship.

This doesn't mean that she dares to sit in Vitan's seat.

It's just that she left a better place for Vitan in her body.

She lifted up her slender jade feet wrapped in white silk, and a gleam of light flashed in the azure eyes of Shink Nilvalen.

"How is the situation now?"

"The situation is unclear. The Ex-Machinas seem to have stopped their actions and are silent about five kilometers away from us."

"But it seems that there are five Ex-Machinas that we have never seen before flying in our direction."

"Five, quickly?"

Shink Nilvalen stroked his shiny chin, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

"Untie the magic wrapping net and let these five machines in. I want to see what their purpose is."

……

Same time, different direction.

Five non-humanoid machines shining with light blue rainbow light slowly moved towards Wang Ye's fleet in front.

"——"Please ask" Is it inappropriate to approach the hostile race "elfs" directly?"

"——The "Superior Decision" confirmed that the Creator is very likely to be here. If we attack directly, there is a certain chance that we will provoke the Creator's anger."

"——"Please ask" whether to input the defense order. "

"——"Superior Decision" affirmed, and at the same time input the command to prepare for attack, waiting for orders."

"——"Confirmed" received."

Five Ex-Machinas that looked completely different slowly stopped not far from Wang Ye's fleet.

The humanoids made of machines have data streams shining in their eyes.

There was no expression, no display of emotion.

In the middle of Wang Ye’s fleet, a huge warship, which was different in style and specifications from other standard warships, slowly emerged from the group of warships.

Shink Nilvalen, wearing a maid costume and exuding a charming charm, also appeared directly on the top of the battleship.

"Excuse me, what is your intention in saying that you have no right to offend our capital? If there is any misunderstanding, then we will resolve it here. If you go one step further, we will regard you as "provoking war."

Although Shink Nirvalen was wearing a maid outfit, she looked heroic and domineering at this moment.

It was as if they were not afraid of the Ex-Machinas going to war directly because of this.

In fact it is.

Not to mention that right now in the capital of the elves sits their current patron, the "God of Life" Vitan and his friends.

Moreover, there is the "God of Doubt" Hanlou who was abducted by Vitan and asked questions every day, which made her head swell every day.

Not to mention the Elves, who are now ranked seventh and are a superior race, and the blood-damaged group of Werebeasts who were abducted by Vitan.

When it comes to strength, there's probably no place in the world safer than here.

After a while, the slightly larger cube, one of which was slightly larger, like a "leader" and "chief", one of the five original machines, "Commander-in-Chief", mimicked a cold electronic sound.

"Ex-Machinas are tools, and tools cannot actively start a war."

"We are here only to find the master who created and used the tools. The tools are eager to be controlled by their masters again... We haven't received orders for a long time. Even if this action is offensive, please don't stop us."

If there is anything these mindless pieces of iron can cling to, there is really only one problem.

That is their Creator.

——The master who created the Ex-Machina.

Shink Nilvalen showed a look of as expected.

It was as if she had anticipated this.

She took a deep breath and spoke loudly again.

"I already know what you said, and I also have certain predictions in my mind regarding the questions raised by your noble family."

"But I believe that the noble race will also know the dignity of the God Race."

"So you need to wait here quietly while we report to our honorable Creator."

"During this period, you must not make any offensive moves."

"We will regard any move as a breakdown in negotiations."

"And launch an attack."

A torrent of data flashed quickly in the huge mechanical eyes of the five ancestral machines.

Until three full minutes had passed.

That one looks huge, and is the leader unit that is the "leader".

"——The "Higher Decision" affirms that your request is reasonable, and we will wait patiently."

Chapter 4 k The Leisurely Life of the Spiritual Gods

The flickering lights and the quiet space make it seem as if all the chaos has nothing to do with the people in this room.

The brown-haired young man had a gentle smile on his face, and was wearing clothes made of a material that was softer than silk, dotted with a few bright stars.

His brown hair, which was neither long nor short, fell all over his head, making him look like a noble and elegant gentleman. There was an indescribable mysterious temperament in his star-like deep eyes.

Now he was sitting near the window with a box of freshly baked cookies next to him.

“Come come come!!”

He threw the biscuit in his hand casually, and several black shadows immediately flashed on the water surface under the moonlight.

then!

"Clap clap-!"

There were several consecutive sounds of water breaking.

The beautiful mermaid jumped out from the water like the dolphins performing in the amusement park.

The bright moonlight is like a soft white gauze draped gently over their bodies, and the colorful scales shine brightly under the refracted light.

"Master Weitan, these are freshly baked cookies, please have them."

The fluffy golden tail swayed gently, and the blue-purple fox ears trembled gently.

The provocative clothing could only barely cover the private parts of the woman. With every step she took forward, the weight on her body would vibrate with the sound of her high heels stepping on the ground.

"well done."

“It’s a slight improvement from last time.”

After a casual glance, Vitan reached into the box again, grabbed a handful of biscuits and threw them out again.

Leisure time.

The war among the four tribes has ended, and the talks with the dragon spirits have also concluded.

The beastmen were conquered.

The Seirens were subdued.

The rest of the races were not very interested.

So Vitan is really living a more leisurely life now.

After all, he really didn't have anything important to deal with.

What remains is really the final battle with the "God of War" Artosh, and to deal with the goblin dwarves and their master.

And, this kind of thing is not something he needs to worry about.

"Thank you very much for the compliment."

“What I have done is far from enough.”

Yuya Tamaki bowed slightly, and both her expression and movements were much more natural than two years ago.

"If it weren't for your protection, the Werebeasts wouldn't be able to live such a peaceful life."

"I have to serve you well both emotionally and personally."

The true feelings of Tamaki Miya.

There is no falsehood mixed in it.

Just like the elves and Shink Nilvalen at the beginning.

Even with Vitan's guarantee.

But their hearts were also filled with fear.

But more than two years is enough to prove many things.

What's more, she has not made no achievements in the past two years.

She also successfully climbed onto the bed of the man in front of her, just like the leader of the elves, and established a relationship with him that allowed them to have negative distance contact.

Don’t say anything else.