Disastrous Necromancer Chapter 1138

Lin Moyu’s heart skipped a beat. The third clone was the God King, and the second clone was the God Lord.

Then wouldn’t the first clone be more powerful than the God Lord?

Lin Moyu’s eyes flickered and jumped, and he seemed a little worried.

Zhu Qiwu saw Lin Moyu’s worry, “Its first clone died in battle a long time ago, so you don’t have to worry.”

Huh?

Lin Moyu asked curiously, “Then didn’t he replenish his first clone?”

Zhu Qiwu laughed, “How can it be so easy? If it can be replenished at will, then the demon race will be extremely strong.”

“What’s more, in that battle, his original body was also severely injured. It is a blessing to be able to survive. Even now, it may not be fully recovered.”

With the strength of the Abyss Dragon Demon, the first clone died in battle, and the original body was severely injured and it would be difficult to recover for many years.

Obviously, that battle was very fierce.

But there is no relevant record in the data.

Maybe it was a conflict between the human race and the demon race. The two races are mortal enemies, and conflicts of all sizes often occur. Maybe it was one of them.

Zhu Qiwu continued, “But then again, the demon race’s ability to cultivate clones is indeed enviable.”

“We humans don’t have this ability. Just like my clone, it was actually made through some special means and using some special materials.”

“Strictly speaking, it can’t be considered a clone, it can only be considered a puppet.”

Lin Moyu nodded, “This is indeed the advantage of the demon race.”

“Yes, there are countless races in the big world, but in terms of clones, only the dragon race can be slightly better than the demon race.”

The two walked and talked, and Zhu Qiwu’s knowledge and information far exceeded Lin Moyu.

He commented on several races in the big world that have the ability to cultivate clones.

Among them, the dragon race has the strongest clone ability, followed by the demon race.

The third place is a special race called ghost eaters, which also has a strong clone ability.

. . .

Through Zhu Qiwu’s words, Lin Moyu had an intuitive understanding of several races in the big world that have the ability to clone.

In summary, although the clone is a very magical and useful ability, it does not help much in determining the strength of a race.

No race will become a strong race because of a clone.

A truly strong race needs to have top power within the race.

When the power reaches a certain level, the number will lose its meaning.

Seeing Zhu Qiwu’s patience, Lin Moyu showed his shameless spirit and asked, “How are the strengths of races in the big world divided?”

Since he came to the big world, he has seen hundreds of races with his own eyes and in the information.

But the accurate division of the strengths of races is still vague.

He only knows that this race is a strong race, but he doesn’t know why it is called a strong race.

What is the definition of a strong race and a weak race?

Zhu Qiwu laughed and said, “Actually, you will know the answer to this question when you reach the fifth level of authority. It’s all in the information of the fifth level of authority.”

“But since you asked, it doesn’t matter if I tell you. It’s not a secret anyway.”

“The strength of the races in the big world can be divided into three levels: top-level strong races, ordinary strong races, and ordinary races.”

“The top-level strong races have the highest requirements. They need to have top-level strong people, a huge territory, and a large number of people…”

After Zhu Qiwu’s explanation, Lin Moyu finally understood the specific division of the strength of various races in the big world.

Like the human race and the demon race, there are top-level strong people in the race, and they occupy a vast territory and have a large population. They are top-level strong races.

Like the Starfire Python he killed, it belongs to the ordinary strong race.

It’s just that there are also top-level strong people in the race, but unfortunately the territory occupied and the number of people in the race do not meet the standards, so it can only be called an ordinary strong race.

nbsp; Whether it is a top-level strong race or an ordinary strong race, there is a hard requirement, that is, there must be top-level strong people in the race.

This kind of top-notch strongman is not in the realm of God, but an existence beyond the realm of God.

As for what realm is above the realm of God, Zhu Qiwu did not say, and Lin Moyu did not ask.

He is not qualified to know.

As for ordinary races, there are no top-notch strongmen, no territory, and no population in the tribe.

The most critical one is the top-notch strongman.

As long as this one is missing, the other two cannot exist.

If it really exists, it will be a disaster for the race.

The butterfly tribe used to be like this. The butterfly tribe has a large population. Although the territory is not large, it is not small.

But because there are no top-notch strongmen in the tribe, the butterfly tribe is a big piece of fat meat in the eyes of other strong tribes, and they can come up and take a bite at any time.

There are even strongmen with a big appetite who want to swallow the butterfly tribe in one breath.

Fortunately, with the help of the human race, the butterfly tribe survived.

Now the butterfly tribe has given birth to top-notch strongmen who surpass the God, plus a large territory and a huge population base.

The butterfly tribe can be regarded as entering the ranks of top-notch strong tribes, but it is a relatively weak one among the top-notch strong tribes.

But because of the existence of the human race, no other race dared to trouble the butterfly race.

After understanding the division of various races in the big world, Lin Moyu asked, “Then where can our human race rank among all the races in the big world?”

Zhu Qiwu said with a smile, “There is no specific ranking, we can only roughly estimate. We should be among the top ten.”

There are countless races in the big world, and the human race can be ranked in the top ten, which is already very strong.

However, this also surprised Lin Moyu slightly. The human race occupies such a vast star field, with a population of more than billions.

And Lin Moyu believes that there must be more than one top strongman within the human race.

It is only ranked in the top ten. I don’t know if Zhu Qiwu is too modest or there are too many strong races in the big world.

Zhu Qiwu chuckled, “Don’t disbelieve me, the water in the big world is very deep. What you see now is only a very small part. Just like the princess of the starry sky fishman tribe who gave you the shell.”

“Do you think the starry sky fishman tribe is strong?”

Lin Moyu nodded unconsciously, “They should be very strong.”

Zhu Qiwu chuckled, “The starry sky fishman tribe is also a top strong tribe. Their strength is not weaker than our human race. And they are very mysterious. I suspect that they have hidden power.”

“In addition to these strong tribes, there are many powerful starry sky creatures in the big world. Each of them is a tribe, and they are also very scary.”

Lin Moyu thought of the starry sky giant tree. The strength of the starry sky giant tree is unquestionable. It has the power to destroy a tribe by itself.

The water in the big world is really deep and bottomless.

Lin Moyu changed his goal slightly. It seems that he should not be too proud.

The two left the Blue Flame Star while talking. Not long after leaving the Blue Flame Star, a portal suddenly appeared in the space in front of them.

Yu Qingrou came out of the door holding the Starry Sky Bead, with a little anxiety between her eyebrows, “Did you receive my message?”

She asked in a hurry as soon as they met.

Lin Moyu hummed, “I saw it.”

“You still don’t leave after seeing it!” Yu Qingrou stared angrily, seemingly blaming, but from her eyes, you can see concern.

Lin Moyu’s heart warmed slightly, “I just received it not long ago.”

Originally, he wanted to say that he didn’t need to leave, but seeing Yu Qingrou’s concerned look, he changed his words.

Yu Qingrou said, “Then go quickly, I hope it’s not too late.”

Suddenly, a strange breath descended, covering the starry sky.

“You don’t have to leave!”