"Boss, what is the name of our country?" Jianguo, this is what the generals of the Three Kingdoms are most looking forward to doing. Dian Wei and others kept asking Zhang Ze.
What kind of country should we build? Zhang Ze just had such an idea in his mind, but he did not have a detailed plan on how to implement it. However, it is undeniable that the current undead people are no different from a reading country. Officially establishing a country can
Let the people have a better sense of belonging. Of course, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the people's lives will be better than now, because the system will be improved bit by bit.
"The sun never sets on the Empire." Responding to the generals with a smile, Zhang Ze thought of the name of the Empire. This country, from its birth, was destined to dominate the entire fantasy world, just like the brilliance of the sun, which never ends.
"The empire will never set?" Dian Wei and other generals tasted it carefully, and then started to revel: "Long live the empire if the sun never sets, long live the empire if the sun never sets." Under the leadership of the generals, the generals of the Holy See Army also cheered.
Come on, considering the relationship between Xueye and Zhang Ze, this country will definitely have their share.
"Aze, is it too early to build a country? We don't understand anything." Xue Ye frowned slightly, building a country is not a child's play.
"No, now is the time. In the past two years, I have seen too much suffering in the world, but in the territory of the undead, this kind of situation is relatively rare. I want to build a country, end the war, and let all races
If we can put aside our prejudices and live together, there will be no more suffering in the world."
In fact, Zhang Ze had another reason that he didn't say. He wanted to build a country so that everyone in the world could witness his wedding to Xue Ye. Although Xue Ye didn't say anything in the past two years,
, but Zhang Ze knew that Xueye longed for a marriage.
The matter of founding a country was put on the agenda, and everyone began to get busy. To establish a country, everything must be standardized. They need to discuss how to formulate systems and laws.
The news that the undead were going to establish a country soon spread throughout the territory, and everyone was cheering, cheering that they would become witnesses of a new era, and cheering that they would have a better life.
At this time, the ancestor in the Holy City Holy See finally came out of seclusion. When he heard the news that the undead were going to establish a country, the ancestor slapped the general who reported to him into a pulp. He could not have imagined that the undead he had always looked down upon would
Why is the tribe still alive, and its territory is expanding little by little, causing the number of his followers to decrease drastically.
"Gather your troops and go to war with me." The ancestor decided to fight in person, and most of his strength has been restored. He believes that with his current strength, he can easily defeat the undead and then build an empire of faith again, allowing all people to fight.
The tribe became his believers and contributed the power of faith to the restoration of his strength.
In the black castle, Zhang Ze also began to mobilize troops with all his strength, and then upgraded his technology. The period of founding the country is scheduled to be in the middle of next month. This is a very good day. Before the founding of the country, Zhang Ze planned to go out personally and solve the problem directly in one go.
The Divine Grace Army and the Alliance made the entire territory of the human world belong to the Sunless Empire.
"Boss, everything is ready, just waiting for your instructions." Mr. Fengchu was dressed in a red robe, looking heroic. In this world, he finally made a difference. He was surrounded by fire phoenixes. This time, Fengchu was also ready to join.
fighting.
"Let's go, send out the troops of God's Grace." The scroll of return to the city was torn apart, and Zhang Ze's figure appeared on the front line. At this time, the place was already filled with undead soldiers, and there were 300,000 soldiers all over the mountains and plains.
"Let's go." Sitting on the golden tiger, Zhang Ze stood at the forefront of the undead. With Zhang Ze's personal expedition, the morale of the undead was like a rainbow.
With a rumble, the undead army began to advance. The destroyers, ice dragons and gargoyles in the sky covered the sky. The ghouls, abominations, mages, and banshees on the ground were densely packed, and the shadows were shuttled everywhere. They wanted to fight in various areas.
The undead get first-hand intelligence.
Faced with the attack of the undead army, the Shen'en Army was shocked. However, as the ancestor appeared in front of them, the morale of the entire Shen'en Army was like a rainbow. They believed in their belief that the ancestor was invincible and no one could
It's impossible to defeat him.
The war songs were echoing, and the two armies finally met on the prairie. The roars of the sky were endless. No one on either side must have given in half a step in terms of momentum.
"I think you are the ancestor?" He rode the golden tiger out of the camp and looked directly at an old man with a red face.
"It's you!" The ancestor naturally recognized Zhang Ze. That day in the divine prison, the ancestor had lots of dealings with Zhang Ze. That day, he wanted to take advantage of Zhang Ze, but he didn't expect that Zhang Ze would turn his army around.
"I didn't expect that we would meet on the battlefield." Zhang Ze spoke calmly, talking to his ancestor like a friend he had known for many years.
"Bad boy, if I had known that you would hinder my plan, I should have killed you directly that day." The ancestor's tone was stern, but he did not move. Although he could not see Zhang Ze's cultivation level, there was something about Jin Hu.
The fluctuation that comes is only one point weaker than him. If you can subdue this kind of monster and use it as a mount, I guess the strength will not be too weak.
Zhang Ze laughed loudly, "There is no regret medicine in this world. If you want to kill me, why don't I not want to kill you? Ancestor, from the time I swallowed your first body, it is destined that one of us must die first in this life."
It’s in the opponent’s hands.”
When Xue Yin's Kuang Dao came out of his body, Zhang Ze's clothes moved automatically without any wind. It was like a whirlwind appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth. Not only that, the moment Xue Yin's Kuang Dao came out of his body, the surrounding air also became cold. "
Ancestor, take my sword - a cold glance."
A big knife gathered by white cold air appeared in the sky above Zhang Ze. With Zhang Ze's casual swing, the big knife struck the ancestor directly. Facing such an attack, the ancestor's face did not change, and he let out a weird laugh.
Countless skulls appeared, and these skeletons screamed and wrapped around the broadsword where the cold air gathered. Then, these skulls began to bite the cold air broadsword. Although the cold air could scatter the skulls, the skulls could also consume the cold air. For the first time
In a fight, the two of them won't win or lose.
"Boy, you are so strong. How about surrendering to the ancestor? I can take your strength to the next level." The skull sacrificed by the ancestor is not simple. It is the wronged soul that he refined after devouring his soul. The wronged soul
He was not afraid of physical attacks and was even immune to most magic attacks. He was extremely powerful. He never expected that this wronged soul would be dispersed by the cold air. Seeing that his opponent was so powerful, the ancestor began to think of countermeasures.
"You think I am a three-year-old child. Your strength may not be stronger than mine. Why should I surrender to you? Besides, if you can make me stronger, then you are no match for me at all.
You should surrender to me." Zhang Ze laughed and didn't care about Liang Han's glance. After all, this sword was just swung at will and did not represent his full strength. (To be continued.)