Black Dragon Country

Chapter 45 Chain reaction, general trend

The Harpy tribe on the opposite side also has hundreds of people, but there are not many strong people among them, only a first-rank Harpy priest.

In fact, the situation of this harpy tribe is the normal situation of all the dark races on the mainland. Generally speaking, there is only one first-order existence among the hundreds of dark races.

A few weaker ones don't even have first-order ones.

Only the dark race tribes that have been bestowed with inheritance by the giant dragon can give birth to existences above the second level.

The reason why there are so many Tier [-]s in the Dark Swamp is actually because most of the dark race powerhouses on the mainland have gone to the Dark Swamp, so there are so many Tier [-] powerhouses in the Dark Swamp. The Dark Swamp itself cannot actually breed Out of so many strong.

Ona, the third-rank harpy nobleman, is one of the strong ones who ran out of the dark swamp and came to the dark swamp.

Looking at the hundreds of harpies a few kilometers away, Ona's expression brightened, and when she fell asleep, there would be a pillow, isn't it a coincidence?

She was short of people, and the dark race of the same race came to her.

"cracking!"

The ear-piercing chirping sounded, and the tyrannical coercion belonging to the third-order powerhouse enveloped the space with a radius of several kilometers in an instant.

Hundreds of harpies several kilometers away instantly became chaotic and ran around. The first-rank harpy priest was almost frightened to death.

The hundreds of harpies under Ona instantly understood what the patriarch meant.

More than 400 harpies flew in all directions under the leadership of four second-order harpies.

In a short while, all the escape routes of the other party were blocked.

Facing the third-tier compatriots exuding aristocratic aura, all directions were blocked by the opponent's subordinates. What can they do with only one first-tier existence, they can only be swallowed up by the opponent obediently.

The number of the group increased to 950, and the third-rank harpy noble Ona was in a good mood, comforting the new harpy priest, and the group continued to move forward.

As a result, after a while, Ona saw a group of her own race again, and she was overjoyed once again, and swallowed the other party without saying a word.

But in one day, the third-tier harpy noble Ona went around annexing the same clan, and the number of her subordinates swelled wildly at the speed of blowing a balloon.

By the time she brought her people to the boundary between the middle and the outside of the dark swamp, her tribe had expanded to a huge scale of more than 2 harpies.

All of a sudden, along with the crazy expansion of his people, some different kinds of dark races also began to seek refuge.

This exacerbated the expansion of Ona's strength.

On the way, she also met two other groups of tribes with the same number of third-tier nobles over ten thousand. She still knew the third-tier nobles in those two waves. She met a few times during the decisive battle, and the relationship was not bad.

So under the coincidence of various factors, the three harpy tribes with a population of over ten thousand subconsciously gathered together.

The number has completely changed qualitatively, and a Harpy Kingdom with a number of more than [-], and the number is still expanding, is slowly born in the sky.

In addition to the more than [-] harpies, there are several times as many dark races attached to them.

The sun is covered by the wings, the swamp is covered by the black tide, tens of thousands of dark races are constantly being held hostage in the middle, and the densely packed Harpy tribe is also constantly joining this big family.

The alliance formed by the third-rank harpy noble Ona and her two other allies, driven by a factor called the general trend, is advancing towards the human world with an unstoppable trend.

The dark race wave slowly formed.

Half a month later, Ona and her two other allies stared at the dark race under him, who had nearly a million people, with a stiff expression.

"What have I done?"

Ona, the third-tier harpy nobleman, was a little dizzy and trembling.

These half a month was like a dream to her. Wherever the army passed by, there was no dark race to be her opponent. The number of races expanded rapidly, and subordinate races were doubled and doubled.

Before she could react at all, there were more than 20 harpies in her own race, and more than a million affiliated races.

If the first few days brought her joy and unparalleled ambition, then now his heart is only full of fear.

There are too many races being coerced, and there are more than ten third-order beings of the subordinate races, and there are more than five third-order beings of the Harpy Tribe, excluding her two allies.

The existence of the second order has exceeded a thousand, and the existence of the first order is countless.

"Fez, what should we do now?"

Ona panicked and said to a third-rank harpy scholar next to her.

The third-tier harpy university scholar is also frowning, surging magic power keeps flowing into her mind, and she is trying to change their current situation.

But now it was as if there was an invisible force pushing behind them. They could not escape, nor could they get rid of it. They could only follow that invisible force to keep moving forward and forward.

She pointed her wings forward helplessly, and said helplessly, "Look there!"

Ona looked subconsciously, and saw that the frontier land where the dark races were waving was being swallowed up by countless dark races.

Wherever it passes, whether it is fish in the water, fruits on the trees, or aquatic plants that cannot be eaten, everything is being submerged.

"You're looking there!"

The Harpy college students pointed their wings at the back of their huge team again.

I saw that after the wave of the dark races, countless trees were eaten by the hungry dark races with their branches and leaves, and the fish schools in the water disappeared without a trace, not even a small fish the size of a feather.

Mosquitoes, even poisonous insects, also disappeared on the earth, leaving only a dead silence on the earth.

The million-level dark race eats at least 200 million catties of food every day due to unrestrained hunger and waste.

All the rainforests they have walked through have been exploited destructively, and it will be impossible to produce food for them in the next few years.

Why are so many dark races on their way being held hostage?Instead of fighting desperately among the tribe.

It is because even if they fight desperately in the tribe and persist until the wave of dark races outside disappears, the food outside will also be eaten up, and it will be difficult for them to obtain food from the swamp to feed them in the next few years.

In order to survive, they had to be coerced into it.

In human terms, there is still a chance of survival if you follow the large army, but if you stay behind in a place where there are no mosquitoes, they will starve to death [-]%.

(End of this chapter)