Chapter 870 On top of the world, disaster is inevitable!
“That’s it.”
“It’s over?”
Looking down at thousands of stars falling, hundreds of thousands of divine powers are flowing into the land.
Although he knew that this was a way for Curse Tiger and Yuan Zhu to express their last goodwill, Sumo was still a little confused.
There was a time when he had to maintain his confidence in the face of these gods and find ways to defeat the opponent's clones.
But now, how long has passed.
He can overwhelm these seemingly invincible gods in a head-on confrontation, and even complete a crushing beheading.
This method was so frightening to the two gods who were lucky enough to survive that they did not hesitate to seek compensation for peace.
“Woo, ow! Ouch!”
Oreo underneath him suddenly let out a high-pitched whistle.
Seeing Moore shrinking and running towards him, Sumo smiled hoarsely and held him in his arms affectionately.
"Master, where have you been for so many years? Moore can't find you no matter how hard he looks for you."
"If the connection between us hadn't been broken, I would have thought that you were gone. Dead!”
“Hey, didn’t Oreo tell you what happened?”
Sumo was stunned, but the words of explanation turned into meaningless noise as soon as he left his mouth.
Obviously, even with the overwhelming divine power in his body, he has no way to resist in the face of the game's shield.
"Forget it, it seems that it is far from the time for a showdown."
Shaking his head gently, Sumo did not dwell on it anymore.
On the other hand, Oreo roared twice more, looking a little unusually excited.
"You mean we can finally live a stable life now?"
"Aww. ow."
With powerful power, Oreo is full of confidence.
But when he thought about the secret information revealed by the two gods before leaving, Sumo couldn't help but have a slight headache.
For the humans living on this land, the predicted time will not come for at least 125 years.
During such a long period of time, no one knows what accidents and changes will happen.
So it is not practical to think about how to deal with it in the future now.
But the crisis on the other side, at least for now, has not been completely eliminated.
The two idiots Yu Tie and Herbert escaped to the outer realm, exposing the coordinates of the wasteland to a certain extent.
If the traces they left behind are not dealt with properly, it is very likely that new gods will be attracted to follow them and become the "Five Ancestral Gods" again.
As the predicted time continues to approach, more and more gods will definitely participate in this game.
It would be fine if they followed the rules of the game and only sent members of their tribe to compete.
If they still learn what they did this time and invade by force to break the rules of the game, then humans must establish certain counterattacks in order to protect their hard-won homeland.
"The road is long and long. At least now, it is not the time for us to stop."
Look at the dozen or so trembling little world gods below.
A satisfied smile appeared on Somo's lips again.
Being able to obtain information and treasures from Curse Tiger and Yuan Zhu is already the maximum limit that the game can endure.
As for these little gods, even if they extort anything from them, the degree of disaster will greatly change.
This situation is something he does not want to see.
So.
"Use your body and divine power to nourish this world!"
Gently pinch the front.
On the wasteland, the sixteen small world gods who were already in extreme fear began to gradually float up from the ground.
While flying, they tried to transform into their original forms and try to break through the light barrier that enveloped them.
But it is a pity that the strength gap between the two parties is too big, and even Bach, the strongest tauren among them, has no power to resist.
"God of mankind, no, let me go. Please spare my life. I promise not to tell the secrets of this world. We can make a slavery agreement!"
"Let you go? Then Who will pay for these sacrificed humans?”
“They, they are just ordinary creatures, you.”
Amid the screams, the mask began to shrink instantly and immediately collapsed. The bodies of half of the gods were completely shattered and turned into blood mist that enveloped the world.
“Our ancestor of the Bull Demon Clan is also a super world god, and he will never let you go!”
Before he died, Bach shouted loudly.
But the golden figure in front remained unmoved and kept clenching his fists to input divine power.
"Don't worry, as long as he dares to come, I will let him experience the feeling you have now."
Boom!
With Soma's right fist completely clenched, all the light masks were closed.
In the dark night sky, the remaining eight divine bodies and nearly one million divine powers were compressed to the extreme in an instant, and the resulting gathering point also reached its peak simultaneously.
When the right fist was released, the light spots exploded suddenly, covering the entire night sky like dandelions blown by the breeze.
"It's so beautiful."
Thousands of light spots fell gently like raindrops, dotting the wasteland.
Countless survivors who had survived the disaster raised their heads and touched the light spots blankly, feeling extremely calm.
This disaster caused by gods, this abandonment and stay that breaks out within human beings.
It has made them feel ups and downs countless times these days, and they have long exhausted what little energy they have left.
Especially the few twists and turns just now made everyone feel like a roller coaster, almost fainting.
And now, mankind has finally ushered in the final victory, ushering in a completely impossible victory.
At this moment, the people who survived sat helplessly on the ground, looking foolishly at their relatives and friends around them.
laugh? It was hard to show any expression on his frozen face.
Cry? Where can the dried tear glands squeeze out another drop of tears? They will strike early when the five ancestor gods come.
Shout, celebrate, cheer?
My mind suddenly recalled everything I had experienced in the wasteland during the past nine years.
They raised their heads suddenly and looked again at where the golden figure stood in the sky.
But it's a pity.
When everyone was stunned, the golden figure had already disappeared without a trace, and even the two companions left behind by Su Shen also disappeared between heaven and earth.
No one knows where they went, and all that remains in the hearts of the survivors is a sense of confusion.
Just as abrupt as he appeared when he appeared, he was so light and airy when he left without causing any ripples.
One day later.
Tianyuan Territory, Baoyu County.
After experiencing the war between gods, the dim wasteland still maintains a lifeless appearance, and no one can see the slightest sign of dawn.
However, the cold current that shrouded the entire world has finally decreased a lot, and even the temperature has risen to about minus five degrees.
It still freezes hands and is still not suitable for humans to survive outdoors for a long time.
But compared to the low temperature that dropped to minus 50 degrees a few days ago, this temperature is simply like a gift from nature. Finally, it is no longer as desperate as an extremely cold hell.
City of Hope, this is the first nickname Baoyu County received after the war, symbolizing the core concept of development here.
But secretly, more and more people are falling in love with another new nickname of Baoyu County.
Human Royal City.
It’s not because the economy here is developed and the land and water are accessible, nor is it because the military force here is the strongest among mankind.
But
"Is that where King Su lives?"
Walking on the streets of Baoyu County, my eyes glanced at the busy citizens who had resumed work one after another.
Long Anguo's eyes finally landed on a small three-story building that looked inconspicuous inside the Zizai Group's premises.
No matter how you look at it, the one who is known as the King of the New World should not live in such a simple place.
But that’s the fact, as Chen Shen next to him smiled and nodded.
Yu Tie, who was walking beside him, also rubbed his hands nervously, acting like a student about to face a strict teacher.
"Well, do we really not need to bring some gifts before we go in?"
Seeing the stalls on the roadside, he smiled awkwardly, but there was no way to tell. A little bit like a god.
"No need. His current situation is different from what you think. He probably won't need these things."
Chen Shen shook his head and led a group of people into the residence.
The security guard of Zizi Group saw this group of people coming from a distance and opened the door to give up his position.
Nonsense, how dare he stop these people in front of him. Let’s not talk about Mayor Chen and Commander Feng of the territory. Standing next to them are Long Anguo, the lord of the Dragon Banner territory, Yu Tie, the god who announced the evacuation plan, and the senior executive of the Human Alliance who can name them with one breath. .
These people are almost on top of the world and can determine the future development of mankind with just one sentence.
It was the king who was at the top of the mountain who was qualified to allow them to come so respectfully.
Boom, boom, boom!
Chen Shen knocked on the door of Su Mansion's courtyard.
"Come in." A deep voice came from inside, and the door of the small courtyard opened automatically.
Seeing the golden figures floating around in the kitchen from a distance, everyone looked calm and quickly lowered their heads and followed Chen Shen inside.
Entering the door is a slightly simple living room.
Inside were three fabric sofas sourced from who knows where, and a coffee table made of common wild wood in the New World.
Sitting awkwardly along the sofa, everyone looked at me and me, but no one dared to say anything.
Finally, Long Anguo couldn't help but whispered:
"Mayor Chen, this is King Su."
"Oh, Youzong is preparing dinner. You don’t mind if we all have a potluck at home later.”
Chen Shen looked inside and chuckled.
“I don’t mind, I don’t mind.”
“It’s so embarrassing, we didn’t bring anything and we came here to share the meal.”
“The rice cooked by King Su, This is the only one in the New World. I didn’t expect that I would be so lucky.”
“Shall I help you pick vegetables?”
"Look at what you said, I'm idle, I'm going to help?"
Subconsciously, seven or eight senior leaders of the alliance stood up and kept saying.
Although they are in their fifties or sixties, they behave like young men just starting out.
Even Yu Tie stood up in a panic, wanting to follow these people to help.
“Hey, you guys.”
"Let them go. I just want to clean up the backyard and make a vegetable patch." Sumo floated out of the kitchen and smiled kindly.
On the spot, the few people who stood up rushed out of the door and walked to the backyard as if they had received an amnesty.
Only Long Anguo was left, and Yu Tie sat on the sofa at a loss, smiling awkwardly.
"King Su."
"Lord Dragon, you don't have to be so angry, just call me by my name." The familiar face has aged too much in nine years.
But at the moment of meeting, Sumo was still a little emotional.
What kind of method did this cosmic core from outside the universe use to be able to replicate exactly the same human being in such a true way?
Even if he stood in front of him and activated his divine power to scan, Sumo could not detect any difference between the current Long An Kingdom and the Long An Kingdom outside.
He seems to be a real person, including the communicator currently straddling his waist, which makes people feel unrealistic.
“The crisis of the five ancestor gods has been resolved, and they should not come again in the future.”
"There is only one last week left for me to stay in this world." Looking at Yu Tie, Su Mo shook his head gently: "Tomorrow, I have to go with you tomorrow to deal with the mess you left behind."
"Only one week?" Yu Tie was almost frightened, but after reacting, he immediately said in shock: "Did you get the order from the core of the world?"
He said to the high-level The cognition of the gods is still retained from those learned in the foreign lands a few days ago.
For a god, the core of the world is like food and clothing.
Once an order is issued, no matter how reluctant it is, we must try our best to complete it.
"That's right, you can understand it this way." Sumo said calmly: "Everyone envies the power of gods, but this power is actually a double-edged sword. When we gain something, we must lose something else. "
"At the same time, the enemies we need to face are not as simple as before, and there will be a lot more trouble than before."
As early as yesterday, we killed all the alien gods. , the game has prompted him to complete the task and he can return at any time.
But until these troubles were dealt with, he still chose to stay temporarily.
After all, if you go out to the outside world and want to have such terrifying divine power, you don’t know how much it will cost.
"Then can you come back again?" Long Anguo asked quietly.
"I can't give you a guarantee, but there is always a chance of coming back, I just don't know when." Sumo shook his head again.
Bang!
The door outside opened, and Sun Quan and Huang Xiaojuan walked in.
Before he saw Long Anguo and Yu Tie, who were cramped in the living room, he was still holding two bags of meat and laughing.
But after being poked twice by Huang Xiaojuan, he suddenly turned his head and his smile suddenly became panicked.
"Lord Dragon, Yu Shen, why are you here."
"Hurry, sit down quickly, it's freezing outside, I'm going to tell them to turn on the boiler. ”
After saying a few words, Sun Quan and Huang Xiaojuan put down their things and ran away, obviously not wanting to face such a scene.
However, his joke relieved the stalemate in the scene.
"In fact, it's not a big deal to call you here today, but I'm leaving soon, so it won't be a big deal to contact me remotely."
Sitting on the sofa, Sumo tapped the air.
A light curtain pops up, with tadpole text converging on it, gradually evolving into several lines of font.
"For killing these gods, you should also know the rewards in the game."
"You mean the disaster is permanent?" Long Anguo's godless eyes suddenly focused, revealing a trace of Bare.
Before the rewards just came out, this grand prize really aroused the covetousness of many people.
After all, as long as one hostile god can be killed, the development situation of mankind in the wasteland will immediately turn around and enter the fast lane.
Even if we have to face one continuous disaster, it is much better than being bombarded by special disasters one after another.
“Yes, this is the biggest reward among them, but the content of the reward is not as optimistic as imagined.”
“It does not mean that we can sleep peacefully after the disaster is over. development, on the contrary.”
"Forget it, see for yourselves, we need to pick one of these three disasters to fix it on the wasteland."
Wow!
The text on the light curtain has been combined, finally forming several short text descriptions.
Long Anguo calmed down and quickly cast his gaze upward.
【Disaster permanent option】
[Description]: Choose a disaster to be completely fixed in the wasteland, replacing the previous rotating disaster.
[Disaster Requirements]: All players will continue to participate in disasters and complete regularly released challenge tasks to obtain disaster points and strive for survival seats.
[Disaster Option 1]: Extremely Hot Hell
[Disaster Option 2]: Extreme Cold Situation
[Disaster Option 3]: Place of Exile
"Does it mean that after the disaster is permanent, if we don't complete the challenge task, we will be eliminated?"
Before he went to check the specific information of the three disasters in detail, Long Anguo was immediately startled and quickly looked to the side.
But he could not see the surprise on the faces of Chen Shen, Feng Tianmin and Su Deben. It was obvious that the three of them had known about this situation for a long time.
“The game will not let us rest just by killing one god.”
“This reward sounds tempting, but at best it can only be said to be a different way of accepting challenges. " Su Deben pointed out the disadvantages of permanent disaster.
Continuous disasters are fixed, but challenge tasks are not.
If a perverted mission is released, it goes without saying that most human beings will not be able to survive as before.
"Then, the specific information about these three disasters is..." Long Anguo frowned slightly and fell into a tangle.
He looked at the light screen, and sure enough, the words on it had changed again.
【Hot Hell】
[Description]: Three suns rise across the sky, the sun and the moon last forever, the bitter heat is extreme, and the earth is like a hell.
[Disaster Details]: The daytime duration in the wasteland will be delayed to 20 hours. At that time, three suns will appear in the three directions of southeast, west and north at the same time.
Temperature: 50 degrees Celsius ~ 80 degrees Celsius (fluctuates with time).
Humidity: 5%-15% (fluctuates with the seasons)
[Severe cold situation]
[Description]: The sun and the moon are gone, the cold winter is coming forever, as cold as ice, and you are desperate to survive.
[Disaster Details]: The night length in the wasteland will be delayed to 20 hours, and the sun will only run for four hours to provide the necessary heat.
Temperature: minus 50 degrees Celsius to minus 100 degrees Celsius (fluctuates with time).
Humidity: 65%~100% (fluctuates with the seasons)
【Exiled Land】
[Description]: Life is at the mercy of death, survival and death are continuous, the abyss of uncertainty, the point of despair of God.
[Disaster Details]: The wasteland will automatically attract foreign gods to enter in a cycle of ninety days.
Initial strength of alien gods: pseudo-god level (god of the dead world)
Strength improvement rate: one level (one-year cycle)
Quantity improvement rate: one (three years) Cycle)
(End of this chapter)