These gods in front of them are either the remnants of the Egyptian Sun City, or they are suspected to be undercover agents of the Indian Temple of Heaven... As long as the God of Great Xia is not stupid, there is no way he will take them in. No one will risk leading a wolf into the house at such a critical moment.
The risk of taking on a group of alien gods.
Just as Si Xiaonan was about to speak to drive away these gods, an idea suddenly flashed through her mind, and her eyes swept across the figures in front of her one by one.
An Indian main god, several minor gods from the Kingdom of Destruction... There should be more than this number of felons who survived the war in Asgard, but many of them are native gods of Asgard.
During Brachi's final Godfall movement, they all died immediately, including the frost giant Ymir, the ancestor of the giant nation who was at the main god level.
Although these "refugees" from the major divine kingdoms are not large in number, they can be imprisoned in the abyss dungeons by the Nordic gods. They have some strength. If they can be utilized, they are also a good resource.
Si Xiaonan thought for a moment and then slowly spoke:
"If you really have nowhere to go...you can come with me."
"what you up to?"
"Since there is no divine kingdom in the world that can accommodate us, then we can build one ourselves." Si Xiaonan said expressionlessly.
"Create your own Kingdom of God?!"
Upon hearing this, all the gods, including Agni, were shocked.
"This is impossible... How can we, with just a few of us, possibly recreate the kingdom of God? Where do the resources come from? Where do the beliefs come from? Where do the origins come from?" Agni quickly came back to her senses, shook her head repeatedly, and rejected Si Xiaonan.
idea.
"So what if there are few people?" Si Xiaonan stretched out his hand and pointed to the hazy depths of the mist.
"In this fog, in addition to Northern Europe, Takamagahara, Sun City, and the Temple of Heaven, there are also some weak or gradually declining mythological systems. We can't afford to offend Olympus now, but there are only one or two of them.
The small kingdom of God where the main god sits...can we still afford to offend it?"
Hearing this sentence, Agni seemed to have thought of something and was a little moved, "What do you mean..."
"As long as we join forces to snatch away their origins, plunder their beliefs and resources, and then absorb some of the gods... all problems will be solved."
Si Xiaonan's voice was not loud, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression. The gods present looked at each other and seemed to be a little moved.
They had seen Si Xiaonan's strength in Asgard.
For such an immortal god of trickery, almost no one in the "supreme" realm is her opponent. As long as they want to, it is not difficult to plunder other small divine kingdoms!
"Sounds good." After Agni thought for a moment, a faint look of excitement appeared in his eyes, and wisps of firelight lingered around him, like a demon emerging from the flames,
He sneered a few times and said, "I'll join."
"I'll join in too."
"And I……"
The many minor gods present joined Si Xiaonan's plan without much hesitation. These minor gods were not good at all. When they heard that they were going to join forces to plunder other divine kingdoms, they suddenly became excited.
"Since we want to form a force and plunder other small divine kingdoms, shouldn't we also have a name?" Agni turned to look at Si Xiaonan, and the other minor gods also looked at it.
Invisibly, they have regarded Si Xiaonan as their leader. After all, in a place like Mist, strength is the real last word... It is no exaggeration to say that even if they join forces now, they cannot be Si Xiaonan's opponent.
Si Xiaonan looked at the endless hazy fog in front of him. The outline of the Daxia border was looming in the distance.
She thought for a long time and then slowly spoke:
"Then... let's call it 'Hidden God'."
…
A few days later.
Shangjing City, [Night] temporary residence of the team.
Cao Yuan, Baili Pangpang, and Jiang Er gathered around the table and swallowed nervously.
On both sides of the table, An Qingyu and Lin Qiye each held a handful of playing cards, their brows slightly furrowed, and the atmosphere was extremely anxious.
"Three 6s and a 3."
"Three aces and an 8."
"King Zha!"
"……don't want."
"Pangpang, what about you?"
"I...I don't want it either." Baili Pangpang grimaced, and folded the cards back in his hand with some annoyance, "How about you two challenge each other? It feels like I'm just sitting here looking for abuse!"
"How do you challenge the Landlords to a duel?" Cao Yuan rolled his eyes at him.
"You two are monsters, how can I play with you!"
"Don't worry, isn't it already agreed that Qingyu can't see through with his eyes, and I can't perceive with my mental power." Lin Qiye said unhurriedly, "I don't want it either, Qingyu, just keep going."
An Qingyu nodded, calmly took out a few cards from his hand and threw them out.
"Tell me, who can win between Qingyu and Qiye?" Jiang Er asked Cao Yuan curiously.
"...It's hard to say, but I feel that Qingyu has a greater chance of winning." Cao Yuan said thoughtfully, "Although Qiye is already very smart, Qingyu is even more of a monster... If nothing else, he has already combined Qiye and Pang Yu.
All the cards in Fatty's hand have been cleared."
"I only have two cards left." Lin Qiye waved the cards in his hand.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of that pair of kings." An Qingyu said with a smile, confident of winning, "There are only so many cards in total. No matter how you mess up the order, as long as you do the calculations, you can always win again and again.
Find logic in the chaos of playing cards.
Qiye, I have already guessed your trump card...
You can't beat me."
"Yeah?"
A smile appeared on Lin Qiye's lips, and he glanced at An Qingyu meaningfully, "Your calculations are indeed powerful, but not everything in the world will operate according to your calculations... Sometimes, all it takes to turn the tide of the battle is to turn around.
A 'miracle'."
Lin Qiye threw out the two cards in his hand with a smile on his face and landed lightly on the table.
"...Wang Zha." Lin Qiye said calmly.
Everyone present was stunned. An Qingyu looked at the four kings and kings gathered together on the card table, and fell into a deep confusion... They obviously only had one deck of cards!
"Damn it! Qiye, you're out of luck!" Baili Pangpang was the first to wake up.
"It only stipulates that mental power cannot be used, but it does not say that 'miracles' cannot be used?" Lin Qiye said confidently.
An Qingyu stared blankly at the messy card table in front of him for a long time. A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and stood up from the table.
"By the way, Commander Zuo hasn't sent us a mission yet? How many days have we been here?" Cao Yuan asked as if he remembered something.
"Yes, Qiye, after playing here for so many days, I always feel a little bored..."
"Commander Zuo, I just contacted him yesterday. He asked us to wait... I don't know what we are waiting for." Lin Qiye put away the card table, looked at the sky, and said, "That's it for today, tomorrow
I’ll ask again.”
Everyone dispersed in the living room, and Lin Qiye went straight back to his room and lay down on the bed.
He slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the mental hospital of the gods... It was time to extract the last ability of Brachi when he was discharged.