The well-trained gray squirrels and black squirrels built a firewall with wet and soft soil between the rock walls occupied by the rat group and the lazy dragon clan.

Several more ditches were built to allow gasoline and flammable chemicals to slide into the lazy dragon's nest.

Then, they dumped in a large amount of flammable chemicals filled with irritating odors.

Although the lazy dragons smelled this suspicious smell, their fear of shotguns and automatic rifles just now was still deeply engraved in their cerebral cortex, making them "hiss" and screaming, not daring to crawl out to check.

"Now, I want you to know what the consequences are to anger the gods."

The national teacher said to the nobles of the Toothed Kingdom and the leaders of hundreds of vassal tribes, "You must also let you see clearly what kind of power is guiding us."

"call--"

The flamethrower was activated, and the magic fire, which was comparable to a whirlwind of hell, shot out and rushed towards the lazy dragon's nest.

The overwhelming flames seemed to burst into magma, and rushed into the ground one after another.

Countless lazy dragons turned into torches, drilling out in the most agile posture in their lives, dancing with their hands and feet, and dancing a burning dance of death.

More lazy dragons were trapped in the cracks underground. Even if the flames did not flow to their hiding place, the air was drained and burned out. The hot temperature directly glazed the cracks and mud pits where they were hiding, and they turned into pieces of clumsy glass, colorful and strange patterns.

Even the rat tribes in the distance were almost blinded by the rising flames.

They felt their hair curled up all over their bodies, as if they were about to turn into ashes with their flesh and blood.

Their skin was burning, their breathing was difficult, and they were scared to death by the power of the flamethrower.

This is a real catastrophe of doomsday, and it is by no means able to resist it.

Thousands of rat races had no second thoughts and crawled on the ground, beneath the pressure of the most pious faith, and worshiped them.

In this way, the lazy dragon's nest was razed to the ground.

There are no captives, and there is no need for spoils - the rat race does not fight for such vulgar goals, they are God's people, and this is the most sacred war!

Before the fire was extinguished, the national teacher was shrouded in the smoke of gunpowder and the hole that had almost been drained, and a new festival was held.

"Now, I want to show you something like you, a miracle that our world can never be created and that only the gods can create. This thing is enough to prove how much we are favored by the gods."

The image of the national teacher appears taller and mysterious against the backdrop of the raging flames.

It ordered the followers to unfold several promotional advertisements for Disneyland in the human world. In the advertisement, some beautiful children were playing games happily with the iconic cartoon mice in Disneyland.

The background is blue sky and white clouds, and the beautiful buildings in Disneyland like fairy tale castles.

Since the flames burned just now, the rat tribes suffocated again.

This is an absolute paradise. If it really exists, it will be the eternal land of the rat race.

"Heaven exists, this is heaven."

The national teacher said with great certainty.

Then carefully took out a box of LEGO assembled toys.

It belongs to the "architecture series" among LEGO assembled toys, which is exactly what Disneyland looks like.

Although the model is small, it is complete with all kinds of organs and is very skillful, with very detailed details, including several plastic villains dressed as cartoon mice.

"If the rat race was not the 'first race' favored by the gods, why would the gods create these things?"

The national master asked the rat race, and then sighed with regret, "Sometimes, I really envy you, because I am destined to be just a guide, and you are the masters of the new world.

“However, there is a prerequisite—the snake demon must be eliminated.

"The snake demon is the only obstacle between you and the new world. If you get rid of the snake demon, you will ascend to the heaven prepared by the gods for you and enjoy eternal happiness and glory that cannot be described in words!"

These promotional advertisements, Lego assembled toy models, and the words of the national teacher deeply touched all the rat races.

They gathered in front of the lazy dragon's nest that was burned into a huge piece of glass, and once again held a pledge that was ten times larger than under the Luminous City.

The red tape of various sacrificial rituals representing high wisdom and advanced civilization, as well as the "light", "justice", "glory", and "mission" flying all over the sky, in sharp contrast with the corpses of the laziness dragon twisted and melted behind them.

It was simply that Chu Ge, who had always watched this scene coldly, could not tell who was more barbaric and cruel - were those "five beasts", "monsters" and "monsters" who were ferocious, had their fierce faces, had fangs and sharp claws, and could only survive by killing instinct, and were also satisfied with it; or were the rat civilizations in front of him who were wearing exquisite armor, had written and social systems, and even had firm beliefs.

But how can Chu Ge stop it?

The Rats are just walking the paths that Alexander, Genghis Khan, Napoleon... and all the heroes in human history have taken.

If killing and conquest are the only way for civilization to grow, how can Chu Ge convince the little mice to give up the so-called wisdom and faith and retreat to the ignorant but carefree ignorance?

He could only be swept by this torrent of civilization, stumbled, and couldn't help but follow the flow in an unknown direction.

...

"Boom! Boom boom boom!"

The earth-shaking loud noise exploded deep in the narrow cave, as if it exploded directly next to Chu Ge's ears, causing him to churn blood, his ears, nostrils and mouth were wet and sweet.

This is the fifth day after they destroyed the Lazy Dragon Clan.

A few days ago, they continued to march towards the snake demon's nest, and destroyed many insect nests along the way.

It’s a pity that most of these nests are empty and have long been abandoned, with only some shriveled, unhatched eggs inside.

It is obvious that the insects in these nests are truly joining the army of snake demons, and have already received warnings, given up the nest and gathered with the snake demons.

The snake demon already knew their arrival.

The rat race still crushed all the way without hesitation.

After several days of reconnaissance, temptation, harassment and small-scale confrontation, a real fierce battle finally broke out yesterday in a cave that was so wet enough to drip into water.

This cave is not large in size, but is close to an underground river, so the rock wall is particularly humid. From the stalactites on the top of the cave, there are water drops containing rich nutrients and even spiritual energy. It is an important blessing land nearby. Countless snakes, insects, rats and ants are here, enjoying the nourishment of spiritual energy, and evolving the light of wisdom and various superpowers.

Therefore, although the snake demon adopted the strategy of "clearing the wilderness and strengthening the walls" and removed all the insects and snake tribes in the nests along the way, he must not give up on this blessed land that is not far from the old nest.

The rat tide and the insect tide collided here.

Because the cave is not very big, even if they are good climbers, the battlefield includes the entire rock wall and the top of the cave at 360 degrees, and they still cannot spread out the army. They can only use the "fueling tactic" to put the troops in little by little, and put them into this endless meat grinder.

Although the insect tide was defeated in the Night Light City, the insect tide was originally the least valuable and the most numerous. The snake demon released its snakes and grandchildren, and in just a few days, it gathered a large number of people again.

Not to mention the rat tribe, the kingdom of Tooth and hundreds of vassal tribes emerged from the vast nest, even if it was only compared to the number, it was by no means inferior to the insect tide and snake flock.

It’s a pity that the battlefield is too small to effectively unfold and command, and the two sides quickly got entangled together, becoming the most stupid and least efficient consumption.

The snake demon used an almost infinite tide of insects to effectively curb the excellent war art of the rat race, dragged the battle into the mud, and piled up countless corpses of insects to form iron walls.

Although he didn't care about the lives of gray squirrels and black squirrels, he couldn't open up the situation for a long time, and the national teacher was still anxious.

It ordered the troops to give them one of the most powerful weapons, anti-infantry grenades, to the forefront.

The sacred mission of "detonating the grenade" also sparked a small dispute among the rat warriors.

Many nobles believed that such a precious magical artifact could be manipulated by lowly slaves?

They volunteered to enter the enemy with grenades and let their heroes ascend to the paradise called "Disneyland" as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!