The Lords of All Races were far from being his match after all.
To him, the benefits of defeating them were pitifully low.
Only these tens of thousands of races that had developed for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years, or even longer could be his opponent.
At the same time, if he could defeat an opponent of this level, he could also provide him with food to continue growing.
In Zhou Zhou's heart, as long as "He" could continue to develop at a high speed, "He" would even welcome all the factions of the myriad races to deal with him.
However, "He" naturally wouldn't say what "He" was thinking. "He" only extended "His" right hand and curled "His" index finger.
Come here!
Such contempt for the other party immediately made Dis's face red.
"Kill!"
"Exterminate all the Blazing Sun Empire soldiers and God Spirits in front of us!"
"He" ordered coldly.