Chapter 4065： Promising prospects

The monks of the human race are like a broken bamboo, beating countless enemies in the territory of the alien race.

This is a victory that has never been seen before, and the monks of the human race are very excited. They have been suppressed for too long, and now they finally have a chance to explode.

The human race that has won the victory only wants to drive straight ahead and continue to penetrate into the heart of the foreign race.

Then with the momentum of thunder, kill the enemy without leaving a piece of armor.

If the calamity can be settled in one battle, the human monks will be willing to pay no matter how great the price is.

Of course, this is just to think about it. The existing conditions simply do not allow the human race to attack, let alone defend the occupied territory.

The smartest way is to withdraw when the profit is gained, and never give the enemy the possibility of revenge.

After winning a big victory, the human monks quickly evacuated without any hindrance.

After returning to the border smoothly, the monks cheered and thunderous, and their voices resounded through the sky.

This was a major victory. Every monk who participated in the war was very excited and looked forward to the future of God City.

Then came the highlight, the monk responsible for collecting and transporting the corpses continuously sent the remains of the alien races into the altar.

This scene was very bloody, with corpses piled up like mountains, and blood pooled into rivers.

No one feels cruel, but has unspeakable excitement.

As long as you stay at the border for a period of time and participate in a battle, you will know how hateful these alien races are, and you can't wait to cut them all.

The aliens did not regard people as human beings, and the humans also regarded them as beasts.

The enmity between the two parties has long since reached an insoluble level. The more enemies killed, the more excited they become.

The light of the altar flashed, and the volcano began to tremble constantly, and bursts of thick smoke rose from the top, as if it would erupt anytime and anywhere.

The monks have seen the erupting volcano more than once, but they have never observed it as seriously as it is now.

Moreover, they also know that this is not a volcano at all, but a miraculous city.

With the accumulation of corpses, the light suddenly flashed, and the city of God began to upgrade again.

The upgrade process was very fast, but in a short period of time, a 100-meter-high volcano appeared in front of him.

Looking at the external shape of the volcano, a significant change has taken place, and a spiral road has appeared outside.

The road starts at the bottom and climbs all the way up to the top volcanic crater.

There are still some holes along the way, and black smoke is coming out, and there is still fire flickering inside.

More monks summoned, stepped out of the cave entrance, and stood full of this climbing road.

Seeing those familiar faces, the monks cheered excitedly, shouting some names that were about to be forgotten.

Although there is no memory of summoning the monk, it doesn't matter, it's fine for the former brother to come back.

"Continue to upgrade!"

Qiu Ren stood by and gave the order to continue upgrading.

This time the battle was very rewarding, killing a large number of foreign races, but unfortunately the corpses of the monks accounted for a small number.

Otherwise, with this upgrade, you will be able to advance to a higher level and learn more about the strangeness of God City.

With the continuous delivery of alien corpses, it soon reached full value again, and the city of God was about to start upgrading again.

The monks were summoned to get instructions and immediately entered the interior of the building. While the city of God was upgraded, they would also be upgraded together.

It will definitely not cause uneven levels because of the upgrade too fast.

The human monk cheered again, his face was full of expectant expressions, and he had never felt so happy.

Qiu Ren remained silent, but silently looked at the upgraded God City. Unlike other human monks, he could see a completely different scene.

That is the power of rules, constantly constructing combinations, and undergoing magical and surprising changes.

Seeing does not mean mastering. It is by no means an easy task to reverse the principle of viewing through such viewing.

Just like an ordinary person, he can freely disassemble the airplane and have the ability to drive, but he may not have the ability to copy and manufacture it.

The technological content possessed by God City is no longer just an ordinary airplane, but a super warship that can sail in space.

After all, the ultimate of this **** city, but it can train **** king monks.

Although this kind of **** king monk is just a castrated version, not really a **** king powerhouse.

However, the power of the top **** city still cannot be underestimated, and it is easy to kill these alien races.

Qiu Ren focused his observation, the more he looked at God City, the more confused he became.

Although confused, Qiu Ren didn't shrink back, on the contrary, he became more excited and happy.

This is challenging. Once the cracking is successful, you will get unimaginable rewards.

Not only Qiu Ren knew it, but the high-ranking people of the human race also knew that they were actually users of God City.

The real manufacturing method is not mastered by the human race, and it will never be easily obtained.

Qualifications and manufacturing methods are completely different concepts. These are things that really require strength and price.

Human race is not qualified now, let alone extravagant hopes, otherwise it is incurring disasters.

When the upgrade is completed, the height of the volcano is already a kilometer, not much different from an ordinary volcano.

The number of monks summoned is larger, the strength they possess is stronger, and the majestic posture makes viewers envious.

At the same time, among the products of God City, the low-level lava battle armor appeared.

For Terran monks, this is simply a dream thing. Once equipped with this lava battle armor, not only can it counter the threat of desperation, but it can also double its combat effectiveness.

For this kind of lava battle armor, Terran monks are very envious, even if they want to get a set at any cost.

It's just that such equipment is not something that you can buy if you want to buy it, even Qiu Ren is not qualified to get it.

The equipment for summoning monks will only be sold when they are continuously upgraded and reach the corresponding standards.

Similar requirements have been known to the monks a long time ago, so they can't wait to upgrade.

Fortunately, this upgrade finally allowed the border monks to get what they wanted, and the lava battle armor was officially put on the shelves.

Although the price is a bit expensive, there are still many monks vying to buy it. After all, this equipment is extremely cost-effective.

For the frontier monks, just killing a few more alien races, fully capable of paying for this consumption.

In addition to the lava battle armor, there are a lot of weapons and equipment, so that the monks are jealous.

One by one, he made up his mind to kill more foreign monks when the next war started.

With enough combat exploits, you can let go of your hands and feet to consume, and you won't be jealous when you see good equipment, but you don't have enough combat exploits to trade.

The lively transaction unfolded, and the frontier monks were pondering and studying how to make their own strength stronger?

No one noticed that Qiu Ren as the commander-in-chief had disappeared without a trace.

I don't care if I find out. As the commander of the border, Qiu Ren has more things to deal with, and there is no need to tell others about the itinerary.

Keep enough privacy to ensure your own safety.

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Outside the border.

After the cleaning of the human monks, the aliens in this area were completely killed and injured, except for the heavy smoke and scattered debris, nothing was seen at all.

The corpse collection habit of the human monks made the battlefield a bit less cruel and tragic, but it also made the alien race more fearful and uneasy.

An old alien wearing a priest's costume, with a skeleton scepter in his hand, walked out of the destroyed tribe.

As he marched, he looked at the battlefield coldly, without any unnecessary reaction.

Everything that happened here seemed to have nothing to do with him.

After walking a few steps, the figure stopped and looked at the thick smoke ahead.

I saw a figure slowly condensing and forming, and it seemed to dissipate at any time.

"Assemble another group of small clans and drive them to the vicinity of this area. The faster they move, the better."

The smoke condensed figure said in a hoarse voice.

"No problem, I will do it, but are you really sure that you are wasting time?"

The alien dressed as a priest asked in a puzzled tone.

"waste time?"

The figure in the smoke sneered, then gently shook his head.