Chapter 2123 - 2116: An Autographed Photo

"From now on, we will follow humanity and never betray!"

"Thank you, humans, for giving us the opportunity. We will be the most reliable dependents of humans in the future!"

"Goodbye everyone, feel free to stop by here whenever you have the time!"

...

Zhang Menglong and his companions walked out from the gate of the last race. They visited all the races that participated in the encirclement against humans, from the initial vow to resist to the eventual submissive bowing, the dignity of races became worthless at this moment.

"Truly, not a drop of blood type, our Huaxia nation is much stronger than these worthless civilizations!" Zhang Menglong truly scorned these races.

"Indeed, rather be shattered jade than intact tile, they don’t even have this backbone!" Ying Zheng also learned through some materials Zhang Menglong gave him, gaining insight into some of Huaxia’s modern history, and felt proud of the unwavering will of future generations.

Except for three races who chose to fight until the last moment, the rest all chose to submit to humans. These races almost included the top ten super races from the past; humans have now become the most powerful race on the entire battlefield, without exception.

"Menglong, we’re already ranked within the top ten thousand on the leaderboard." Ying Zheng showed joy, "We’ve also avenged what we needed; what’s the plan now?"

"Of course, to strive for the first place," Zhang Menglong said, "Though I don’t want to invade other races, it’s not easy for everyone here; we should go find some Warcraft instead."

Ying Zheng knew very well Zhang Menglong’s nature, ruthless, even shameless towards enemies; yet he found it hard to make the decision to invade those without resentment against humans.

"Fine," Ying Zheng didn’t push Menglong further; the current situation was already much better than before; what more could he ask for?"

"Menglong, are you planning to leave?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Yes," Zhang Menglong nodded, "The position of humans here is essentially stable now; me staying here won’t benefit humanity much time. Moreover, I’ve gathered enough Supreme Crystals, there’s no need to collect more."

"So after the Myriad Tribes Struggle ends, you’re leaving?"

"Yes," Zhang Menglong nodded, "Will you join me?"

"No," Ying Zheng waved his hand, "With my current strength, I’m just cannon fodder on the battlefield, and will struggle in the Supreme World; I plan to go there once I reach the extreme Dao Realm."

"That’s good too," Zhang Menglong didn’t find anything wrong with his proposal, "When you come, we’ll have a drink together; I’ll introduce you to my elders; maybe you know them!"

Some of Menglong’s elders indeed originated from the Qin and Han periods, it’s possible they intersected with Ying Zheng back then.

"Alright, we’ll meet in the Supreme World!"

...

"Killed a ninth-grade Warcraft, gaining 10 billion points, humans are now ranked first on the Myriad Tribes list!"

Zhang Menglong directed the Chimera to smash a ninth-grade Warcraft with a punch, casually tossing the Beast God Crystal to the Azure Dragon.

Only he could use the Chimera’s power so freely; even the Chimera’s creator likely never imagined it could be used so casually, without worrying about the loss of Life Force.

This period has been the most comfortable time for the Azure Dragon; it only needs to sleep in the clouds and wake up to eat high-rank Beast God Crystals.

During the battle with the Divine Primordial Civilization, it was just a fifth-rank Guardian Beast; now it has crossed the threshold to the eighth rank, coupled with the power of divine and magical armament, there’s likely no opponent left for it on the battlefield.

The pressure on Azure Dragon’s body grew deeper, its originally light blue skin darkened, beginning to hint at the essence of Huaxia’s Four Divinities.

This period, Azure Dragon participated in many battles; some yet unhealed wounds on its body serve as proof of those battles, now it truly qualifies as a top-tier Guardian Beast.

"Myriad Tribes Struggle Concludes!"

Unknowingly, a year passed.

Upon hearing this sound, many warriors battling suddenly put down their weapons, losing the will to fight their foes before them.

They were exhausted this year.

"Not on the obliteration list! Hahaha!" Some races near elimination erupted with cheers.

Of course, there were mixed feelings; races in the bottom 30% showed a subtle change in expression - some resigned, some saddened, some relieved.

"Now starts the reward distribution!"

All humans at that moment received a reward of 100 Supreme Crystals; they could choose to stay or head directly to the Supreme World.

In the following period, they could head to the teleportation point without rules barring them; this was a reward for the victor!

"Humans, you may choose to leave something behind as your race’s representation, remaining in this world forever; even if humans vanish one day, these things will still stay." The rule’s voice echoed in everyone’s ears.

Everyone looked toward Zhang Menglong; unwittingly, he had become the spiritual leader of humanity. Naturally, he should decide on the item representing humanity.

"Menglong, you should decide." Ying Zheng told Zhang Menglong.

The heaven cast down a beam of light before Zhang Menglong, "Humans, just place your intended item here."

"Then I won’t be polite," Zhang Menglong rummaged around himself; everyone expected him to produce something special, but unexpectedly, Zhang Menglong pulled out a selfie!

He produced a pen, confidently signed the photo’s back, and placed the signed picture into the light column.

"This..."

"???"

Every human’s face was utterly shocked.

Look at what other races left!

Ultimate War Fortress, Ultimate War Machines, Beast God Scrolls, Chimera; each is prestigious on the battlefield.

What did Zhang Menglong intend by leaving a signed photo; to scare others to death with his fame, or dazzle them with his looks?

"No, the photo must be hiding some mystery!"

"Indeed, some major secrets are surely concealed in the photo, we just lack the vision to discern it."

"Hope future generations crack the mystery Menglong left behind; maybe they’ll become the battlefield’s ruler by obtaining this photo!"

...

"What nonsense," Zhang Menglong heard the surrounding whispers, he only wanted his handsome visage preserved on the battlefield, if anyone liked to probe, let them explore.

Ultimately, they’ll find this photo seems unremarkable, indeed bearing no significance at all!