Ji Hao failed to see Si Wenming...

The elders and great wizards of the Witch Palace all went to the main camp to discuss matters, and there were too many important things that needed their help.

Ji Hao, his friends, and thousands of other apprentices from the Witch Palace, led by a team of soldiers, came to a camp in the northwest corner of the main camp. Ji Hao took a look and saw dozens of flying eagle totem battle flags of various colors floating above this camp.

"It's easy to go all the way, and I don't know what errands we will arrange when we are here." With a big iron pot that has been repaired, Yu Mu patted his big belly comfortably with his hands, walking around the camp.

"Well, it doesn't look like a serious camp." Feng Xing still kept a few feet away from the people around him, and looked like a thief, peering inside through the gaps in the camp tents everywhere.

Ji Hao twitched his nose, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of wounds and a strong smell of blood. Most of the camps far and near were empty. The tents in those camps were cold and thin, and it was obvious that no one had lived there for a while.

In those tents, the people inside were injured. There were very tricky injuries. Some injured people were surging with qi and blood, and they were all great witch-level existences, but they were still covered with pungent witch medicine. It was obvious that their own qi and blood could no longer heal quickly.

The sky was already dark and the stars were shining.

In the middle of the camp ahead, there were a row of torches in a square, and the fire illuminated hundreds of acres of open spaces.

A young man wearing a black lining and heavy armor, with clear eyebrows and a righteous face standing in the middle of the open space, frowned and looked at Ji Hao and thousands of apprentices in the Witch Palace.

A low shout came from all around, and thousands of apprentices carefully selected by the Witch Palace stood up one after another. According to their closeness and distance, they were divided into thousands of small teams and distributed in the square. Everyone looked at the young man in heavy armor curiously and vigilantly, guessing his identity in their hearts.

"I am Hua Xulie, and you will be my subordinates from now on." When everyone calmed down, the young man's voice resounded throughout the audience.

The apprentices of the Witch Palace who had originally quieted suddenly started to make noise again. Huaxu clan? It is actually a member of the Huaxu clan! Huaxu clan is a clan in ancient legend, with a bit mysterious color. Their clan members rarely communicate with foreign clans, and even the elders of the Huaxu clan have never appeared in Puyang's Political Consultation Hall.

This time, the war with the alien races was fought. What does it mean?

Is it because the top leaders of the human race who noticed some abnormalities and finally had no choice but to use the power that has been hidden? Or is it another reason?

Manman played with the big hammer aside and muttered softly: "Huaxu Kingdom. That's a good place. Their honey nectar is very sweet and fragrant. Manman likes the honey cream made of honey nectar in Huaxu Kingdom the most."

Yu Mu sucked hard, his eyes turned green, staring at Manman in a daze, and the flesh on his face shivered.

Ji Hao shook his head speechlessly, and continued to look at Hua Xulie and listen to what he could say.

"You are the elites among the apprentices of the Witch Palace, and they all have great witch-level strength. And what you know and know is far beyond ordinary tribal warriors. The destructive power that each of you can exert on the battlefield is ten times, a hundred times or even more than ordinary tribal warriors."

Hua Xulie's eyes were shining brightly, slowly sweeping over the people in the witch palace present.

"So, you will not be used as ordinary tribal warriors, and you will not be incorporated into the main military camp of Akasaka Mountain. From now on, you will be the soldiers of my Huaxulie strange camp."

"From now on, you have begun to fight against the evil ghosts of alien races, and the entire Akasaka Mountain is your battlefield."

"You can match it at will. Team up at will, and do your best to harass the alien races, attack the alien races, and kill them. Their heads are your merits."

With a 'hula' sound, a black and blood-colored stone tablet broke out from behind Hua Xulie. The thick stone tablet on all sides was hundreds of feet wide and thousands of feet high. There was a layer of viscous blood floating on the surface of the monument.

The continuous crisp sound of "Dangdang" came, and thousands of blood-colored tokens the size of a palm flew out from the stone tablet, and shot at the apprentice of the Witch Palace present with a gust of evil wind. Ji Hao grabbed a token that shot at him with his backhand. The sharp edge of the token cut his fingers open, and a stream of blood was applied to the token. He immediately had a strange perception with the token.

"Every time an enemy is killed, the token will record a military merit for you."

Hua Xulie shouted loudly: "Does a slave from a foreign race, kill one person, and have a little military merit; a servant from a foreign race, kill one person, and have five points of military merit; a warrior from the Jia clan, according to the strength, the military merit points will not be topped; a warrior from the Yu clan, according to the strength, the military merit points will not be topped."

"You can come to me for military merit points, exchange for witch medicine, witch tools, witch treasures, slaves, war beasts, beauties, and even if you have enough military merit, the Human Tribe Alliance can enfeoff your territory."

"If you are not interested in things outside of your body, you can exchange it for official positions. From the five lowest-ranking men in the army, to ten thousand, or even like me, who have the same battalion and command millions of troops under your command, you can exchange it for any military merits."

"If you are not interested in military positions and have enough military merits, you can exchange them for political positions. Perhaps someone among you will appear in Puyang's political hall to determine the future and destiny of the entire human race."

Hua Xulie looked at Ji Hao and others with a stern look: "If you think that these rewards cannot satisfy you, then as long as you can kill one of the ruling emperors of the evil ghosts of the alien race, the future position of the king of humans will be full! You can get as much as you can do."

Ji Hao looked at Hua Xulie in horror and couldn't help but shake his head.

Along the way, he read through the books he borrowed. He already knew what the so-called twelve ruling emperors of the alien race were. They were almost invincible personal force, not to mention that there were millions of troops around them at all times.

Even if a strong Witch Emperor level attacks and assassinates, it is impossible to approach a hundred miles away from them.

The position of the human king is indeed very tempting, but it is impossible to kill a ruling emperor in exchange for the position of the human king.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Xulie issued an order directly:

"You have just arrived from Puyang and are full of energy. You are so young and passionate, so you must be eager to kill the enemy and make contributions!"

"So, I will not stop you from your enthusiasm for making achievements!"

"Everyone, take a piece of baggage and go to Akasaka Mountain to hunt at will! Go and make achievements! Add glory to your tribe, your surname, and your ancestors."

"Don't embarrass your ancestors!"
Chapter completed!