"arrive."

"That's Xi (xi) Yuxing."

In the control room of the Panlong, Chu Zhou and others looked at the huge planet in the distant starry sky.

"In the interstellar world, after traveling for three full months, I'm bored to death, and now it's finally here."

Zuoyue stretched her waist, highlighting her undulating and graceful figure.

"Xiyuxing, one of the eight major logistics bases in the human territory, is also a fixed delivery point for the cosmic army. A large number of cosmic troops are continuously transported from here to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'."

Bingselin flicked her fingers lightly on the virtual screen in front of her, and continued to talk about the information about Xiyuxing.

"Xiyuxing, with a diameter of 108.6 kilometers, is a man-made planet, and it is also a starry fortress..."

Hiryukin looked at the Feather Star in the distance, and said with his spiritual thoughts:

"It is said that the defense system of this Feather Star is very exaggerated. Even if it is the overlord of the universe, if he wants to destroy it, he will not be able to do it in a short time."

"There used to be a Zerg overlord queen who sneaked into our human territory, and then suddenly appeared near Xiyuxing, summoning countless Zerg armies to besiege Xiyuxing, trying to destroy Xiyuxing."

"As a result, Xiyuxing relied on the extremely powerful defense system, and insisted on holding on for a day. Finally, our human overlord came, and the Zerg Queen had to lead the Zerg army away."

Chu Zhou said with a smile: "This is normal. Xiyuxing is one of the eight major logistics bases of our human beings. It is related to the safety of countless human soldiers and strong people on the front line. If it can be captured easily, then it's okay?"

"Beep."

"Received the guidance signal from Xiyuxing." On the console screen, Deep Blue prompted, "The signal has been connected, and the landing of Xiyuxing has begun."

Whoosh!

The Panlong spacecraft quickly flew into Xiyu Star.

Xiyuxing's spaceship parking platform.

"This... This is a B-class space battleship equipped with five large ion annihilation cannons. Even if the venerable is accidentally bombed, he will be seriously injured if he does not die."

"This... which big man has come here?"

A man in work uniform exclaimed.

At this time. Chu Zhou and others flew out from the hatch of the Panlong spacecraft.

Chu Zhou easily put the Panlong into the inner world.

"Hello, I am a staff member here."

The man in work uniform laughed and said, but he was secretly startled. The special detector in his hand had already told him that Chu Zhou and others were the world masters.

A group of world masters actually own a B-rank space battleship.

He vaguely guessed the identity of Chu Zhou and others.

Either be a core member of the highest level of the Big Five.

Either some top cosmic countries, or extremely powerful protoss, or the top talents of some top forces among human beings.

All in all, a remarkable story.

At this time, Chu Zhou has made large-scale adjustments to his appearance and soul breath.

This job subdued the man, so he didn't recognize Chu Zhou.

Otherwise, if he knew that the young man standing in front of him was Chu Zhou, the number one human being, he would be shocked.

Chu Zhou looked at the staff in front of him. The head of this staff resembled an octopus.

"We are applying to enter the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'. I don't know where to go?"

Chu Zhou asked.

"The cosmic armies all come in groups, while the solitary walkers go to the concentration place along this passage."

The man in work uniform pointed to a wide passage made of transparent glass in the distance, and said:

"You go to the end of this passage, and you will be concentrated."

"Thank you." Chu Zhou nodded.

Chu Zhou and others moved quickly along the glass passage, and they came to the end after a while.

It was a beautiful square, where tens of thousands of people were gathering, because the square was very large, with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers.

So tens of thousands of people are still very sparse here.

"It seems that there are not many people going to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' today."

Zuo Yue glanced at the scattered figures and said so.

"Hello, please rest here first."

A beautiful receptionist with two white wings came over and brought Chu Zhou and others to the rest area.

"When can I go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'?" Chu Zhou asked.

"It is necessary to gather a certain number of people, otherwise the logistics operation cost will be too high."

The beautiful receptionist smiled and said:

"Actually, it's quite a coincidence that you guys came here. The first batch like you have been waiting here for 13 days. After all, the solitary travelers gather, unlike the armies of various cosmic countries. The troops of the cosmic countries came here, all of them were giants. It's huge. The lone travelers have to wait slowly to gather a certain number of people.

Chu Zhou nodded slightly.

Chu Zhou and others sat down on the alloy bench in the rest area.

In the rest area, there were many other strong people who were going to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' sitting here and there scatteredly.

"Look, that man has transparent wings on his back, a snake tail behind him, and purple snake scales on his face. He should be the pride of the Feathered Serpent God Clan."

Siliukin spoke with his spiritual sense, motioning Chu Zhou and others to look at a young man with a snake tail not far away.

The snake-tailed young man seemed to feel the gaze of Chu Zhou and the others. With his golden snake eyes, he looked at Chu Zhou and the others indifferently.

"Hey. That man is as tall as a mountain, and he is carrying a black coffin on his shoulders. He should be the arrogance of the top force in our human race, the "Black Coffin Organization". That black coffin is the exclusive weapon of their organization members!"

Siliukin quickly motioned to Chu Zhou and the others to look at the strange figure the size of a small hill carrying a black coffin on his shoulders.

That figure, carrying a huge black coffin on its shoulders, is very unique.

In addition to Chu Zhou, many people in the rest area were looking at that person.

But that person, as if he had long been used to being watched by others, didn't care about everyone's staring, calm and composed.

"The Black Coffin Organization, I've heard of it."

Bingcelin said:

"Although the Black Coffin Organization is not as good as the five giant forces, it is also the top force among us humans, second only to the five giant forces, and is stronger than most of the gods and the universe."

"Moreover, the members of this organization are proficient in puppetry, and like to refine the corpses of the enemies they killed into their own combat puppets."

Like to refine the corpses of enemies into your own battle puppets?

Chu Zhou and others were a little surprised when they heard this.

But no surprises.

In the universe, there are countless secret arts, and there are all kinds of secret arts.

'Black Coffin Organization' has the secret technique of refining corpses into combat puppets, which is also normal.

Chu Zhou himself can also use the "Book of Souls" to refine souls into soul slaves.

"Tsk tsk, this young lady of the elves is really sexy, with a protruding front and back, a perfect figure..."

Siliukin suddenly stared at the coolly dressed elf beauty, his face was so wretched that his saliva was about to flow down.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Zuoyue and Bingselin had black lines all over their heads, and each punched Shiliukin.

Hilyukin screamed, and his two wretched peach blossom eyes were directly beaten into panda eyes.

"There are so many geniuses who choose to go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' for training!"

Chu Zhou silently glanced at the many strong men in the rest area, and found that many of them were very young world masters, and each of them had a tall head, extraordinary bearing, and strong blood.

Chu Zhou and others waited for a whole day, and the world masters gathered in the rest area gradually reached 100 people.

"All those below the World Master level, gather here."

"The master of the world, all come here."

The channel gate opened, and tens of thousands of lone warriors below the World Master level were quickly classified.

Chu Zhou and others also got up and gathered with other world masters.

A terrifying figure wearing a black gold battle suit, filled with infinite evil spirit, as if he had just walked out of the battlefield, suddenly appeared in front of Chu Zhou and other world masters.

This is a Universe Venerable.

In almost an instant, Chu Zhou and the others judged from the astonishing coercion emanating from that terrifying figure that the other party was a universe lord.

The Venerable Universe, wearing a black gold battle suit, glanced at Chu Zhou and other world lords with eyes like blades, and then said seriously:

"Everyone, you are about to go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'. I believe that you all know something about the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' before coming here, so I won't go into details here."

"However, our high-level human beings have rules. All humans who go to the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races" must first go to the battlefield barracks base for a year of experience before you can move freely in the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races"."

Chu Zhou and hundreds of world masters listened carefully.

"Why do you have to go to the barracks base to practice for a year? Why don't we just let us move freely?"

A world master with magma flowing all over his body asked a little uncomfortable.

Shua!

The Venerable Universe, who was wearing a black-gold battle suit, cast his fierce eyes on the World Master who was covered in magma.

He sneered and said: "If you have been to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', you would never say such a stupid thing."

He glanced at everyone again, and continued:

"If you haven't really entered the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', you have no idea how dangerous the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' is."

"For those who enter the 'Ten Thousand Races Battlefield' for the first time, if they do not have the protection of forces in the novice stage, and they are not familiar enough with the 'Ten Thousand Races Battlefield', then basically one word - die!"

"In order to protect you newbies, we human beings, the high-level people, have arranged for you to go to the barracks base for a trial for a year, so that you can use the shelter of the barracks base to gradually become familiar with the 'Battlefield of Thousands of Races', and survive the novice who is most likely to die. Period. You guys, don't be ignorant of good and bad!"

"Hehe, if anyone of you refuses to accept the arrangement, you can leave here immediately and find a way to enter the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' by yourself...Of course, in that case, your safety is entirely up to you."

"Is anyone leaving? If so, step up now!"

No one stood up.

Including the World Lord who had previously opened his mouth and was covered in magma.

At this moment, that World Lord even took the initiative to retreat into the crowd, as if he was afraid that the Venerable Black Gold Warsuit would let him leave.

Everyone is not stupid.

After listening to Venerable Black Gold Warsuit's explanation, they vaguely knew that the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' would only be more dangerous than they imagined.

Just entering the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', first going to the human barracks base for a year of trial, the benefits to them far outweigh the disadvantages.

"It seems that no one has left." The Venerable Black Gold Warsuit continued, "Since you agree to go to the barracks base for a year of trial, you must learn to abide by the rules of the army."

Chu Zhou and other world masters had their ears pricked up.

"Before you go!"

"A traditional awarding ceremony is required for you." The Venerable in Black Gold Armor said solemnly.

"The awarding ceremony?"

"What's the meaning?"

"What are you doing?"

Chu Zhou and other world masters from the great human forces basically know that all human warriors must accept titles before going through the eight logistics bases and heading to the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races".

However, some world masters from small forces, or those who have been walking alone, are not very clear about the awarding ceremony.

The Venerable Black Gold Warsuit obviously knew this, he explained:

"The conferring ceremony is to determine your exact status in the army. There are distinct ranks in the army, and subordinates must obey their superiors...so it is necessary to clarify your status and authority in the army, and how to confirm it is through your strength. "

"Shall we fight each other?"

"Or do other assessments?"

A boundary lord shouted.

"None."

The Venerable Black Gold Warsuit shook his head and said:

"Each of you world masters must practice again and again in the mirror universe network. The mirror universe network will have a rating for your strength based on your performance. This rating is very important for your status in the army. "

"Ratings are divided into three levels, one is 'Ordinary World Master Warrior', the second is 'Elite World Master Warrior', and the third is 'World Master Warrior'."

"Most of the world masters are ordinary world master fighters."

"Can be recognized by the source of the rules, barely considered an elite world master fighter."

"Among hundreds of elite world master fighters, there is usually one world master warrior!"

"I believe that each of you has shown your strongest strength in the mirror universe world. If any of you have not displayed your strongest strength in the mirror universe. If you are worried that the awarding ceremony is unfair, then you can enter the mirror universe now The strongest power has erupted in the universe of the world. After a while, the awarding ceremony will begin."

After the Venerable Black Gold Armor finished speaking, he waited for about 30 seconds, and seeing that there was no objection, he said:

"Since none of you have any objections, the awarding ceremony will begin now. Now come to me one by one."

After a short while, the world masters walked towards the Venerable Black Gold Armor one by one.

A blue light shot out from the screen of the arm guard of the Venerable Black Gold Warsuit, covering the approaching World Lord.

"Elite World Master Warrior!"

"Ordinary World Master Warrior!"

"Ordinary World Master Warrior!"

"Elite World Master Warrior!"

The armguard screen of the Venerable Black Gold Warsuit automatically emits a series of sounds, and at the same time confers titles on each world lord.

The world masters who accepted the title also received the message from the mirror universe network.

The higher the award level...the higher the status in the army.

Looking at this scene, Chu Zhou was slightly shocked: "There are so many elite world lord fighters. It stands to reason..."ordinary world lord fighters" account for the majority of the world lords. Battlefield', they all have confidence in themselves. The strength must be strong enough."

"You said, what military rank will we be awarded?"

Zuo Yue said curiously.

"Let's be the master of the world!"

Bingcelin said calmly.

The four of them are all core members of the Chaos Secret Realm of Mirror Universe Company, especially Chu Zhou, who is the number one pride of mankind.

If none of them can be awarded the 'world master warrior'.

Then others are even more unlikely.

World Lords, accept the titles in turn.

Soon it was Chu Zhou's turn.

A blue light enveloped Chu Zhou.

"The master of the realm."

Wow!

Hearing that someone was awarded the World Master Warlord, the surrounding world masters all looked at Chu Zhou.

"Not bad!" The Venerable in the black gold battle suit smiled and nodded to Chu Zhou.

Chu Zhou walked to the side with a calm expression.

Next, Zuo Yue, Bingselin, and Xiliukin stepped forward one by one.

"The Lord of the World!"

"The Lord of the World!"

"The Lord of the World!"

After Chu Zhou, three people in a row were awarded the title of World Master Warrior. In particular, the four of Chu Zhou seemed to be in the same group.

In a short time, all the world masters around were shocked.

Even the insiders of Xiyuxing, who were awarding titles to warriors below the World Master level in the distance, looked over in amazement.

Among the 100 world masters, there are actually four "world master warriors".

This situation is very rare.

The Venerable in Black Gold Armor reacted very calmly. He had vaguely guessed that Chu Zhou and the other four were all from a certain top power, or even from the five Big Mac powers.

"During this period of time, among the world lords who have applied to go to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', many young world lords have appeared one after another. It seems that the five giants, as well as the top talents of the major forces , can enter the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races' for trials."

Thinking in this way, the Venerable Black Gold Warsuit asked Zuo Yue and others to stand aside, and continued to confer titles on the remaining world masters.

Following up, another world master warrior appeared, and it was the figure carrying the black coffin on his shoulders.

The awarding ceremony will end soon.

Among one hundred people, there were 5 world master warriors, 60 elite world master fighters, and 35 ordinary world master fighters.

After the awarding of the World Masters, about an hour later, the awarding ceremony for the strong below the World Master level also ended.

"The awarding ceremony is over, everyone follow me."

The Venerable Black Gold Armor spoke loudly, and his voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Chu Zhou and other world lords, and more than 10,000 other warriors, followed the Venerable in the black gold battle suit, and came to a huge space water curtain one kilometer high and one kilometer long.

Such a water curtain has 107 sides.

"We human beings have 108 barracks bases in the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races". This is the space channel leading to No. 03 barracks base."

"Now, all of you, step into the space water curtain."

Following the words of Venerable Black Gold Warsuit, Chu Zhou and other world lords, as well as more than 10,000 other warriors, all stepped into the space water curtain.

"I don't know, this time, how many people will come back alive."

The Venerable Black Gold Armor, looking at the disappearing crowd, sighed deeply.

As a person who has been in the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races", he understands the dangers of the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races".

Arriving at the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races', less than 10% of the people who escaped death and finally came back.

But he also knows that it is necessary to continuously send more and more powerful human beings to the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'.

On the one hand, there are too many opportunities and benefits in the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races", and humans must not give up.

Otherwise, other ethnic groups will continue to obtain various opportunities from the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races" and grow rapidly, while human beings develop slowly.

Then, human beings will be eliminated by other groups sooner or later.

On the other hand, only after experiencing the tempering of blood and fire can life be sublimated and more powerful people above the venerable level can be born.

The powerful people above the venerable level are the pillars of all races in the universe. In order to produce more powerful people above the venerable level, no matter how much sacrifice is made, it is worthwhile.

(end of this chapter)