Master Compassion frowned slightly, but finally did not press the button, and said to the God of Death: "What did you say?"
"First of all, I admit that there may be misunderstandings between us, and we also make some mistakes." The God of Death pointed at the chaotic battlefield below and said coldly: "But you are not wrong at all? Are you not wrong at all?"
"Huh?" Master Compassion was stunned: "We are at fault?"
"You have such a powerful weapon, why didn't you take it out earlier!" The God of Death, who was in charge of only one arm, roared loudly: "Why didn't you take it out earlier!"
"If you had taken it out earlier, we wouldn't have been able to fight!"
"Why didn't you take it out earlier!"
This is true. If he had known that there was such a terrifying weapon, he would never have brought a group of walking reapers to deliver it!
Master Compassion thought carefully and nodded: "Amitabha, it seems that we are really a little wrong. I'm sorry."
Although it feels weird somewhere.
But the other party's logic seems very reasonable.
"Are you done? If there's no problem, I'll press the button." Master Compassion asked thoughtfully.
"Moreover!" The God of Death in charge became more and more angry. "You first promote the souls who come to reincarnate, and even the God of Death, and then fight. I have heard that your most powerful weapon is your mind!"
"You gather the team in my plane of death!"
The Compassionate Master frowned: "Amitabha, what's wrong with this?"
"Of course not!" The God of Death said through gritted teeth, "Why don't you try that weapon on me? Why don't you ask me!"
"Your Excellency is in charge of the God of Death, so you must be loyal to the Temple of Death, so there is no need to ask."
The compassionate master shook his head slightly.
"Try it! What if it works!" The God of Death gritted his teeth and said: "I also want to feel the most powerful weapon of mankind, why don't you use that kind of thought to corrode me!"
Master Compassion seemed to understand something: "You mean..."
The god of death nodded seriously: "I want to challenge my weakness!"
Master Compassion was silent for a moment: "We are great proletarian brothers. We are supposed to be a family. We are here to liberate you. All movements in the past were movements of a few people or for the benefit of a few people. The movements of the proletariat
Movement belongs to the vast majority of people and seeks benefits for the vast majority of people..."
The Communist Manifesto has just begun.
I saw the god of death suddenly standing at attention and saluting: "I am willing to contribute to the liberation of the proletariat! Down with the damned, conquer all the temples in the heavens! Long live Marx and Engels! Long live the proletariat! The proletariat will win!"
Compassionate Master: "..."
"So fast?" Master Compassion had a complicated look on his face, "Why don't you insist on it for a little longer?"
"Your ideas are so great! I really can't stand the test!" There was fire burning in the eyes of the God of Death. While putting on a red cloak, he said carefully: "Can you take your hand away from the button?
"
It’s impossible not to fall!
In fact, as long as that guy moves his finger, he will be annihilated into ashes. Even if he is resurrected in the future, he will have to be the lowest level walking death again!
Those walking gods of death are busy in the entire plane every day to attract souls, they are a miserable bunch!
It's better to submit to the humans in front of you and become a comrade!
"You are very wise." Master Compassion looked at the God of Death and nodded slightly: "Then do you know what to do next?"
The god of death with only one arm left nodded, slowly turned around, and raised the death sickle high.
"kill!!!!"
"Kill those reapers!"
"Overthrow the Temple of Death!"
The God of Death in charge roared and turned into a red light, with burning red flames, rushing towards the walking Death Gods who were fleeing in the hail of bullets.
For a moment, the walking gods of death were slightly stunned when they saw this scene.
"Hold on! The God of Death is here to help us!"
"Wait, no, why is he wearing a red cloak?"
"He rebelled?"
"Damn it, he really rebelled! He's still shouting to kill!"
For a moment, the walking god of death was confused. This god of death led them to attack the underworld of Daxia. Why the hell did you turn around and attack us!
"kill!!"
Seeing that even the God of Death was wearing a red cloak, the heroic spirits of Great Xia became more ferocious, armed with guns, and followed closely to kill under the cover of armored vehicles!
Master Compassion also swept out and fell into the escaping walking gods of death. Buddha's light burst out brightly, and the swastika seal instantly bound several walking gods of death.
"Amitabha."
"Every unit, listen, don't kill anyone, try to capture the Grim Reaper alive!"
The compassionate master's voice boomed throughout the chaotic battlefield, and in just a moment, countless heroic spirits responded on the intercom.
"As you command!"
"Don't hit the head, hit the God of Death's body! Try to capture him alive!"
"The time has come to capture Death alive!"
"Haha, little Death! Go home with grandpa!"
One by one, the heroic spirits roared and chased after them in armored vehicles and military vehicles, knocking the numerous Death Gods to the ground. Then they jumped out of the military vehicles and pounced on them. They captured and tied them up in one go, and then dragged the tightly bound, squirming Death Gods towards them.
Throw it in a military vehicle.
After all, if you kill these gods of death, these immortal gods of death will be reborn after a while.
But once you become gay...
This is the reasonable and effective way!
The fleeing Death Gods became more and more frightened. At this moment, they were like headless flies. Even if there was a Death God beside them who was knocked to the ground and tied up, they did not dare to look back, let alone help.
After all, the weapons in human hands are so terrifying!
If you run a few steps slower, you might be captured alive by these humans!
"Damn, I'm so frustrated. Our great God of Death actually..."
"Stop being so pushy, run away!" As soon as a death god finished speaking, his skeleton legs were shattered by a row of bullets, and he fell directly to the ground. Two Daxia heroic spirits rushed to capture and tie him up.
"Where are you running!"
"Run to the Temple of Death! Yes, run to the Temple of Death, it will be safe there!"
Suddenly, a particularly strange scene appeared on the plane of death that had been peaceful for tens of millions of years.
One hundred million of the normally majestic walking gods of death were now running wildly with frightened expressions on their faces.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Continuous explosions resounded among the team from time to time, rows of bullets roared, and from time to time, a walking death god was blown to pieces or had his legs broken.
Behind them, under the leadership of the God of Death and the Master of Compassion, two million Daxia heroes carried guns, drove tanks and armored vehicles, and rode in military vehicles to pursue them all the way!
Along the way, they also jumped off the military vehicle, captured and tied up the defeated Death Gods, and then threw them back into the military vehicle...
Just like harvesting the banker, harvesting the god of death, the faces of the soldiers are also full of joy of harvest.
"Dudududu~"
The bugle is loud!
More and more Death Gods were tied up on the military vehicle, and they were piled together.
The soldiers even competed with each other excitedly. A soldier who was carrying the Grim Reaper and throwing it onto the military vehicle turned around and said with a smile: "Old Li, how many have you collected?"
"Two!" Lao Li laughed.
"No, I've already collected four of them! I won't say any more, I'll catch a few more!"
"Whoever acts roughly like you, I tie them gently, so I take my time. After all, this might be my comrade in the future, so you should be gentler. Look, you just broke off the arm of that god of death."
"
"Okay, let me try to be gentle." The soldier held down a death god whose legs were shattered by bullets, and while tying him up, he comforted him: "Take a deep breath, relax, dizziness is normal, I'll ask you when you have time later.
Go to Liangyou Ice Room to drink milk tea..."
"Ah, I'm sorry, I tried too hard and my head twisted off. Do you mind?"
"Come on, I'll reinstall it for you... I told you not to struggle. Look, your head is turned upside down when you struggle. I have to take it off and reinstall it for you. Come on, take a deep breath..."
There were even orc souls who directly picked up a bunch of reapers and threw them onto the military vehicle.
There is also a soldier who has been single for a long time while tying up a petite god of death and said happily: "I see you are pretty and pretty. What is your name? When we become comrades in the future, are you willing to start a revolution with me?"
Is it friendship, a love that transcends life and death?"
grim Reaper:"???"
Are you humans so perverted?
I am the God of Death! Skeleton!
At this moment, looking at the soldier's sincere smile, the God of Death suddenly felt the fear of human beings...
This scene is very strange. After all, in this plane, the god of death is often chasing some souls who do not want to reincarnate... This is the first time that 100 million walking gods of death are chased by two million souls!
The Gods of Death looked extremely aggrieved, gnashing their teeth and roaring as they ran away.
"Damn, I'm so frustrated!"
"Run back to the temple, we will be safe! The temple is right in front!"
"When we get to the temple, these souls who dare to go against us will all die!"
"As long as you run to the temple, these humans will definitely not dare to chase you!"
The Temple of Death is already visible in the distance!
