What is war?

The essence of war is killing, and the purpose of killing is to obtain resources.

This way of obtaining resources can be by defeating enemy countries to obtain resources, or by killing each other, thereby reducing the population and allowing everyone to obtain more resources.

But no matter what, war comes from a price, and this price is the cruelest life.

Every creature present has their own family and their own lives. Some may be born to pursue madness, such as a madman who likes to play with bats. After all, he is a person who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

But most creatures are normal, and they have their own small lives.

There is a high hall above, a wife and a child below, and a group of friends who don’t want much. They don’t want three meals a day, so they can just have enough food and clothing. With family and a hot meal, it’s enough!

They are ordinary people. If they die, their wives and children will cry, and their parents will cry. Every creature who died there represents a broken family.

This is not a set of data. The pain and hatred left by the racial war of hundreds of billions will be deeply imprinted in the blood of future generations.

Perhaps this is why it is difficult to achieve true peace between human races and demon races. Some hatred can never be erased.

Maybe when you were young, you would ask why you hated each other so much, but when most of them grew up, they had a deep-rooted idea in their minds, that is, both sides are mortal enemies and have an indelible hatred!

What's strange is that in ancient times, although the relationship between ancestors and ferocious beasts was tense, there was no hatred.

The ancestors would hunt ferocious beasts, but they would also protect ferocious beasts. In ancient times, there was no difference between humans and ferocious beasts. They might hate a ferocious beast, but they were definitely not a group of ferocious beasts, let alone a group of ferocious beasts.

Even the ancient ice insects that killed countless people, the human race also has totems to protect them.

So when did the two sides have irhealed cracks, which eventually triggered this hatred and fight that lasted for countless years?

The answer is simple, race!

They are also world-class wars, why do the number of deaths in World War II exceed that in World War I?

If it is an impact on mankind, most of the current world pattern was laid by World War I, not World War II.

But why was the largest death toll in World War II?

The reason is very simple. The impact of World War I on the world was to overthrow the monarchy. Before again, it was an era of imperial power and aristocracy. Every inch of the soil in society was filled with the atmosphere of class.

In that era, people were not people, people were just a number, a tool, a creature that was wanted to be exploited and everyone was accustomed to.

But after World War I, the class disappeared, everyone is equal, everyone has dignity, you can respect the nobles, but the nobles have no right to force you to respect the other party.

However, during World War II, what was awakened was national consciousness.

You and I are both yellow people, so we will naturally be a family. But if another person of color suddenly appears in the crowd, the other party will be rejected and even strangled.

In World War I, if you lose, they will not kill you, and because you are different from their skin color and speak different languages, you will not strangle you all. Only if you surrender, you will still be a member of this country.

What you overthrew is just an old dynasty, and it does not mean that it is the country that you overthrew.

But in World War II, national consciousness awakened. At this time, what you overthrew was not the country, but the strength to decide whether you belong to this land.

**The Jews were massacred not because the blood of demons flowed in their blood, but because under the instigation of nationalism, they did not think that the creature in front of them, with the same human genes as themselves except for the color and language of their skin.

This is the power of race, the most serious mistake, and the reason why many people in power now oppose discrimination is not because of the so-called nuclear weapons deterrence, but because of the terrible destructive power brought by the rise of national sentiment.

Compared with the incomplete body, soul, will, and even thoughts, it is truly terrible!

This is the case with the demon race and the human race today. The beautiful era of harmonious coexistence between humans and demons in ancient times has ended.

The ancient times were terrible, but when could it be terrible to the level of 100 billion?

Although Jiuli hated Huangdi, didn’t Huangdi accept Jiuli’s Fengshen Yubo and other Jiuli tribe members?

Once the racial war begins and the racial hatred is ignited, the cost and impact of this war will be immeasurable!

On the earth of Jilei Mountain, blood has gathered into a river, and the soil below hundreds of meters has been soaked in blood red.

Countless immortals, Buddhas and demons were red in their eyes. They stepped on the corpses and heads of their former companions, and blood gathered together to form a bloody world.

No one has ever thought about why this battle is to be fought, but what is terrible is that everyone on both sides thinks that they are the justice side, and this is the most terrifying thing!

Jilei Mountain - Moyun Cave. In front of Lao Niu's camp, the Jade-faced princess held the hilt tightly. At the end of the hilt, the sword spike that looked like a sachet was emitted at this moment, and this aura enveloped most of the battlefield. Whenever a creature died, a trace of pure essence and blood would merge into it.

There is a piece of blood that is as crystal clear as ruby ​​in the sachet.

Before, this drop of blood was clear, like a colorless drop of water, but now?

It is as red as blood!

On the eve of the eldest sister's departure, Yumian once begged her for her, and she was very capable of her. Perhaps Ye Qingshan knew less than one-tenth of the Jade-faced Fox.

This is the real Pandora's box, even more terrifying than Pandora's box. After all, Pandora's box has at least hope, and this drop of blood will ultimately bring destruction and death.

The Jade-faced princess stared at the sky, she ignored the drop of blood that was getting brighter and brighter in the sachet. She looked at the sky, at the top of the battle between the demon clan bosses and the top immortal Buddhas.

It was a battle area where the saint-level strong men fought alone. It was a huge world, vast and boundless, but it could only accommodate four strong men. It was not that others were unwilling to help, but that they knew they could not help.

The battlefield is divided into three areas, namely the earth, the sky, and the sky outside the sky.

The ones fighting on the ground are the world of cannon fodder soldiers. They are the largest group of this war. It can be said that in this battle of shemale and monsters, they are the real main force, but they cannot decide the direction of the war.

The second area is the sky, which is the world of title-level strong men. They can slightly change the direction of war, but in general, they are no different from those cannon fodders and cannot affect the balance of war.

As for the last area, which is the so-called heaven and heaven, although there are only four, their winning or losing can affect the true direction of this racial war, or even winning or losing.

Why did Lao Niu sacrifice himself?

Because he knew very early that the only way to change all this was to appear a demon saint who could change the winner and loser of the war.

So no matter what, Lao Niu must leave precious time for Ye Qingshan and the demon clan today!

It is precisely because of this that the old bull, who was struggling to hold on to the sky and under the siege of three saint-level powerful people, was struggling to find opportunities.

At the same time, in the Nanzhan Continent, Pengmo Palace, located on the top of the mountains, welcomed a very respectful guest.

His surname is Ye and his name is Qingshan. He is a golden giant bear with a body length of 72 meters and a shoulder height of 36 meters.

The breath exuded made the Peng King of Nanzhan Continent subconsciously think of a familiar old friend.

The old friend was a monkey, the only spiritual monkey in the world. The Demon Peng still remembers that when he met the other person for the last time, the Demon Peng had felt a similar aura on the monkey.
Chapter completed!