Chapter 879 Breakthrough 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 the enemy country to obtain resources, or by killing each other, so as to reduce the population and allow everyone to obtain more resources.
But in any case, there is a price to war, and that price is the most cruel of life.
Every creature present, they have their own families, they also have their own lives, and some of them may be born to pursue madness, such as a certain madman who likes to play with bats, after all, he is the master who fears that the world will not be chaotic.
But most living beings are normal, and they have their own little lives.
There is a high hall, there are wives and children, there is a group of fox friends and dog friends, they don't want much, three meals a day, food and clothing, accompanied by family, there is a hot meal, enough!
They are ordinary people, if they die, their wives and children will cry, their parents will cry, and every living creature who dies here represents a broken family.
This is not a set of data, the hundreds of billions of race battles, the pain and hatred left behind in the end will be deeply imprinted in the blood of future generations.
Perhaps that's why it's difficult to achieve true peace between the human race and the demon race, and there is some hatred that can never be erased.
Maybe when you are young, you ask why you hate each other so much, but most of them have formed a set of deep-rooted ideas in their minds when they grow up, that is, they are mortal enemies and have an indelible hatred!
And the strange thing is that in ancient times, although the relationship between the ancestors and the fierce beasts was tense, there was no hatred.
The ancestors would hunt and kill fierce beasts, but they would also protect fierce beasts, in ancient times, there was no difference between humans and fierce beasts, they may hate a fierce beast, but it is by no means a group of fierce beasts, let alone a group of fierce beasts.
Even if the ancient ice worms that have killed countless people, the human race also has a totem to protect them.
So when did the irreparable rift between the two sides appear, which finally triggered this hatred and fighting that lasted for an unknown number of years?
The answer is simple, race!
It was also a world-class war, why did the Second World War kill more people than the First World War?
If it is the impact on mankind, most of the current world pattern was laid down by the First World War, not the Second World War.
But why did the deadliest people actually die in World War II?
The reason is very simple, the impact of the First World War on the world was the overthrow of the monarchy, and before it again, it was all the era of imperial power and aristocracy, and every inch of the soil of society was filled with the breath of class.
At that time, man was not a man, he was just a number, a tool, a creature that was exploited wantonly and everyone was accustomed to.
But after the First World War, classes disappeared, everyone was equal, everyone had dignity, you could respect the nobility, but the nobility had no right to force you to respect each other.
World War II, however, awakened to national consciousness.
You and I are both of the yellow race, so everyone is naturally a family, but if a person of other colors suddenly appears in the crowd, then the other party will be ostracized and even strangled.
In the First World War, if you lose, they won't kill you, they won't strangle you all because you have the same skin color and different language as them, only you surrender, and you are still from this country.
What you overthrew is just an old dynasty, it doesn't mean that you are overthrowing the country.
But in the Second World War, the national consciousness awakened, and at this time, you did not overthrow the country, but relied on strength to decide whether you belonged to the people of this land.
The Jews were slaughtered, not because they had demonic blood in their veins, but because, instigated by nationalism, they did not consider the creature in front of them to be genetically identical to themselves, except for the color of their skin and language.
This is the power of race, the most serious mistake, and the reason why many people in power now oppose discrimination, not because of the so-called nuclear deterrence, but because those in power are well aware of the terrible destructive power that comes with rising national sentiment.
Compared to the mutilation of the body, the loss of the soul, the will, and even the thought, it is truly terrifying!
This is the case with the current demon race and the human race, the beautiful era of ancient times, and the harmonious coexistence of demons and demons is over.
The ancient times were terrible, but when will it be terrible to the level of 100 billion wars?
Although Jiuli hated the Yellow Emperor, didn't the Yellow Emperor accept Jiuli's Fengshen Yubo and other Jiuli people?
Once the war of races begins, once the hatred of races is ignited, the cost and impact of this war will be immeasurable!
In the land of Jilei Mountain, the blood has gathered into a river, and the soil hundreds of meters below has been soaked with blood red.
Countless immortals, Buddhas, and demons were red-eyed, and they stepped on the corpses and heads of their former companions, and the blood gathered together, forming patches of blood-colored rivers and lakes.
No one has ever thought about why this war is fought, but the scary thing is that everyone on both sides thinks that they are the righteous side, and this is the most terrible thing!
Jilei Mountain-Moyun Cave, in front of Lao Niu's tent, the jade-faced princess held the hilt of the sword tightly, at the end of the hilt, the sword spike like a sachet exuded a very special aura at this moment, this breath enveloped most of the battlefield, every time a creature died, there would be a trace of pure essence and blood into it.
Inside the sachet was a piece of blood that was as clear as a ruby.
Before, this drop of blood was clear, like a colorless drop of water, but now?
It's as red as blood!
On the eve of the eldest sister's departure, Yumian once begged the eldest sister, what about the eldest sister's true identity and ability?
Perhaps Ye Qingshan's knowledge was less than one-tenth of that of the jade-faced fox.
This is the real Pandora's box, even more terrible than Pandora's box, after all, there is at least hope for Pandora's box, and this drop of blood will only bring destruction and death in the end.
The jade-faced princess stared at the sky, she didn't pay attention to the drop of blood in the sachet, the color was getting brighter and brighter, she looked at the sky, at the top of the battle between the demon clan boss and the top immortal Buddha.
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It was an area that belonged exclusively to the battle of the Saint-level powerhouses, a huge piece of heaven and earth, vast to the limitless, but it could only accommodate four powerhouses, not that others were unwilling to help, but that they knew that they couldn't help.
The battlefield is divided into three regions, the earth, the sky, and the extraterrestrial.
Fighting on the ground is the world of cannon fodder miscellaneous soldiers, they are the largest group in this war, it can be said that they are the real main force in this shemale war, but they cannot decide the direction of the war.
The second area is the sky, which is the world of the title-level powerhouses, who can change the direction of the war slightly, but in general, they are no different from those cannon fodder, and they cannot affect the balance of the war.
As for the last area, the so-called Heavenly Heaven, although there are only four of them, their wins and losses can affect the real direction of this race war, and even win or lose.
Why should Lao Niu sacrifice himself?
Because he knew early on that the only way to change all this was to have a demon saint who could change the victory or defeat 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 above the heavenly dome, under the siege of the three saint-level powerhouses, the old cow who is struggling to support is struggling to find an opportunity.
At the same time, in Nanzhan Buzhou, the Peng Demon Palace, located on the top of the mountains, welcomed a guest with a very respectful status.
His surname is Ye, his name is Qingshan, and he is a golden giant bear with a body length of seventy-two zhang and a shoulder height of thirty-six zhang.
The aura emitted made this King Peng of Nanzhan Buzhou subconsciously think of a familiar old man.
That old man was a monkey, the only spirit monkey in heaven and earth, and the Peng Demon King still remembered that when he saw the other party for the last time, in that monkey, the Peng Demon King had felt a similar breath.
Yes, two days ago, Ye Qingshan broke through!!