The scale tribe troops holding the most simple shield and stone axe are almost invincible in this uncivilized Jedi. In just thirty years, the troops led by Clark have conquered this Jedi 70% of the races and tribes. As long as he conquers another 10% of the races, he can leave this Jedi. Therefore, Clark has been staying in the vanguard troops for thirty years. Because their combat power is too strong, although they will encounter resistance on the road to conquest, she does not need to take action at all.

After thirty years of conquest, annexation and absorption, the 100,000 team has reached one million. If it were still based on the production capacity of this Jedi, so many teams could not afford it. However, because Clark advocated the cultivation of various food and raising docile beasts, the tribes under his rule had no problem with food and clothing, and the millions of troops had no problem with food and clothing, and the combat efficiency of the Conquest Army would be so astonishing that 70% of the Jedi races and tribes were conquered in thirty years, but when the team set out to capture the area with the richest resources of the Jedi, they were subjected to strong resistance.

The two teams were unfolding, with relatively small numbers on one side but ferocious beast skin helmets, metal mail, multiple skin shields, simple metal axes, and numerous leather armor stone shields, stone axes ferocious beast helmets full of murderous aura.

The teams of both sides looked at each other. On the one hand, they were unwilling to launch a charge easily to avoid the situation that could have ended but allowed the war to escalate. On the other hand, Clark remained silent because he did not speak, just like a beast waiting for an outbreak.

The built-in weapons and equipment made of metals, and in such an uncivilized Jedi plane, some people know how to extract metals, and even know how to forge the refined metals into weapons and equipment. The opponent's armor and weapons actually have divine patterns printed on it, which shows that behind them are guidance from people from the gods Clark is very interested in this person.

The teams of both sides confronted each other, and the sun above their heads slowly rose to the highest point. The Scale Tribe Warriors who had received Clark's special will training stood in their positions without moving at all. The other party obviously had not received such training and the metal weapons and equipment were heavyer than the equipment of the Scale Tribe Warriors. They consumed more, so they stood in the scorching sun and confronted each other, the longer they were in the confrontation, the more tired they were.

Clark wonders why people who have refined metal and can arm their ranks are not qualified to rule the Jedi.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a very tonnage scattered from both sides of the other party's team. The guy with a golden crown on his head was wearing a wide gorgeous uniform, of course, with the level of this world, his arms and wrists were like those of Michelin advertisements in his previous life. When he walked to the front of the team, he took a scepter and breathed for a long time. "I am the king of this empire, and I want to talk to your leader."

Clark walked out, and the fat man opposite stepped forward two steps. "I am the patriarch of the scale tribe and don't need to go to war with you, but I want to know who taught you these things to you. I hope I can talk to him."

"Do you know these things?" The fat man's eyes lit up. "I can tell you, but please answer me, who taught you these weapons and equipment?"

"I taught them all the weapons and equipment used by the warriors of the scale tribe."

"Then do you know this?" The fat man pointed to a divine mark on the armor of the soldiers beside him.

"Recognize that the person who left this is from the same world as me."

"Really, these are all." The fat man was so excited that he almost jumped up, but suddenly he thought of something and shut his mouth, turned his head and ordered, "I want to talk to the patriarch of the scale tribe that you retreat a hundred meters."

The Fatty King's troops retreated a hundred meters, and Clark also signaled the team to retreat a hundred meters.

The Fat King took two steps forward and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "I taught them these weapons and equipment. If you guessed correctly, you and I were from the God Realm."

"You are also from the God Realm? But with the advantages of equipment you have, you should have been unified here and qualified to leave, but why are you still here?"

"What! Do you know how to get out of here?"

"Of course! You can leave as long as you conquer 80% of the races and tribes at this time."

"What! This is the method..." Fatty King was full of loss. "I was trapped here for trillions of epochs and didn't expect the method to leave. I have already mastered it in my hands but wasted so many years."

"You have lived tens of thousands of years? How could you live for so long in this Jedi without divine power?"

"It is impossible to be someone, but my talent is to be resurrected on the descendants. I rely on this talent to keep resurrecting on the descendants."

"Can you tell me about the things of your time?"

"Okay, but are we talking about it here?"

"Yes." Clark turned his head and said, "Qing! Send someone to set up a tent to prepare the best food and fruits to serve. At the same time, he ordered the team to rest on the spot and ask someone to arrange food and water for them."

"You go and prepare the most comfortable sofa, the best food and wine, and then find the most beautiful singer to cheer me up here for us, and at the same time, rest on the spot and relieve the alert."

Soon, people from both sides built a tent, and the long table under the tent was filled with food, fruits and wine. Several beautiful women in the tent danced gracefully under the accompaniment of musicians. Clark and the others sat on the comfortable sofa while eating while watching the singers' dance. People on both sides could see the safety of their king (clan leader).

"The Father of Creation God created several children to help him perfect the laws of the plane worlds he created. These children of the Creation God were the founder God who was tired later and decided to rest. Before the rest, the Father of Creation God distributed some plane worlds to his children and let them manage these plane worlds themselves. These founder God was very interested in creating their own tribes and their respective worlds to manage their respective worlds. Later, they were tired and decided to rest. However, after they rested, these races gradually developed friction and struggle with each other and finally developed into war. The founder Gods woke up and found that their tribes were bullied and massacred, so there was also a quarrel between them, but they were still very restrained and did not make the situation develop into war." The Fat King Great

"There are a pair of twin brothers in the founding god, one is called Feng, the ability to master the seal and the other is called Zhen, the ability to master the barrier. Since they are twins, the races they created are all as close as brothers. Each member of this race has no surname before he became an adult. When he was an adult, they freely chose surnames to decide which ability to learn in the future. The two teams joined forces to force multiple planes to use sealed barrier power to combine these worlds together to form a Jedi. This Jedi is to train the warriors of the two clans of the secret cultivation area, but the dangers are very great. Not everyone can come out of it, and the people who came out alive were also sealed. They are not allowed to talk about the situation of various planes in the Jedi."

"We don't know what kind of worlds are there in the Jedi plane. Anyway, I have never seen anyone else from the God Realm when I got here. You are the first one... Let me tell me about the situation in your era."

"Actually, I don't know much about the situation in the God Realm. I broke through from an ordinary plane to become a god. As far as I know, the founding god finally launched a fierce god war. In that god war, a large number of gods fell, including all the founding gods. After that battle, the god realm was divided into several camps. Except for the Chaos camp, which are enemies of all camps, they often fought.

After all the founding gods fell, the angry god of creation set restrictions on each camp. Since then, there will be conflicts and they will go to the battlefield to resolve. However, now these camps seem to have found an opportunity to launch a god war that swept the entire god world again. I accidentally entered the Jedi Temple and didn’t know who the master of this Jedi Temple is from that camp, and I was teleported here.”

"What are you going to do now?"

"One is that I bypass your country to conquer other races and tribes, and the other is that our two families merge to become a new country to jointly manage. In this way, both of us have completed the conditions to conquer more than 80% of the races and tribes and are qualified to leave."

"...I'm not going to leave." The Fat King said after thinking about it.

"What's wrong."

"I have wealth, status, power and family here, and I can't bear to leave it." The Fat King looked at the singers who were twisting their waists hard in the tent opposite. "I have nothing to do when I return to the God Realm. I only have one Jedi and need to pass three Jedi. I have no confidence to pass through me anymore. I have no courage and ambition. Even if I am very lucky, I have passed several Jedi, but my tribesmen are no longer there. What if I can't go back? The God Realm is just my past memory and nothing to miss. So I still stay."

"Okay, let's announce it now and end it early and I can continue on the road."

"Okay." The Fat King stood up from the deep sofa with the help of Clark, "Call all the generals to gather!"

"Qing summoned all the elders, commanders, commanders, commanders of thousands, commanders of thousands, and centuries."

Soon, important figures in both camps gathered together, and the personnel of both sides were introduced to each other by their own king (clan leader). "From now on, we both join forces to become a new empire! From now on, both sides will not be hostile, will not be hurt by each other, and can engage in trade and intermarriage."

When both sides announced, a beam of light fell on Clark, and Clark received a notice to leave the Jedi in front of him.

"Everyone, I am about to go to other worlds. After Qing succeeds as the patriarch of the scale tribe, it will depend on you. Qing's future, he said, "Clark pointed at the fat king who hugged the two beautiful singers. "The order is equivalent to my order. I hope you can be as loyal as I am. If you endanger the security and interests of the scale tribe, I allow them to leave this newly established country, and please take good care of them. It will never be seen."

"I will never see you!"

Clark confirmed his departure and was caught in the sky by the beam.

"Idiot! Why are you still standing there? If you don't want to die, why don't you hurry up and fight that weapon?" A voice burst into tears in Clark's ears.

Clark shivered and glanced around and found himself and three men and women standing on a broken staircase. Several people were holding fire axes, shovels, and kitchen knives and chopping at the things on the stairs. The things they chopped out were stenching maggots - zombies. Could it be that their new Jedi is the world of zombies?

A zombie climbed onto the handrail of the stairs and jumped up, and rushed to Clark, a man standing at the edge of the stairs, waving the crowbar in his hand and accurately smashed the zombie's head.

“Get five experiences.”

Clark had no time to check the situation. Dozens of zombies had heard the sound and rushed up the stairs and quickly adjusted their breathing strength and rushed up again. He only judged from the situation where he smashed the zombie head just now that his body was in an ordinary and weak state. He could only defeat five zombies by relying on his strength. He could use his own experience to accurately smash the zombie head and kill at least one or two times more zombies.

"Okay! Everyone, withdraw!"

The few people around him attacked the zombies that rushed up, either pushed or kicked down the stairs and knocked down the zombies behind him. The few people rushed to the window and grabbed the rope locks that had been hung long ago and slid towards the opposite building. As soon as the few people slid out a few meters, the zombies had already rushed over. Several of the most powerful zombies fell down from the window.

Several people flipped through the window of the building opposite and entered the room. People who entered the room quickly lifted out the shelf and blocked the window. Several people took off their backpacks and took out the food from it and took out pure water. Then they took too much food for themselves and sat by the wall and started eating slowly.
Chapter completed!