Of course, not everyone is fighting with the gods.
"Relax, it's okay, take a deep breath, dizziness is normal..." Mr. Zhang was bandaging a god whose right leg was cut off by Gong Shuming. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He raised his head and shouted loudly: "I don't know! What are you doing!"
not far away.
"I tried to reason with you, but you didn't listen!"
"Then don't blame me for teaching you physics!"
"Come on, keep yelling! Why haven't you spoken? Are you born to be a talker? I, a Confucian, have never been afraid of swearing and fighting!"
Mo Zhi's eyes were scarlet, and he was completely in the state. He was like a ferocious beast, crazily hammering a fifth-level winter god!
"boom!"
Huge fists fell like raindrops, breaking the legs of the God of Winter, and then stepped on the chest of the God of Winter. He smiled evilly and was about to land the last punch when he suddenly stopped.
"I almost forgot." Mo Zhi suddenly raised three fingers and said, "The Master said, think twice before you act."
"Every time you kill someone, you should think about three questions."
"First of all, don't you want to live?"
"Second, does this kid have to be beaten?"
"Third, should we beat him to death or beat him half to death?"
"Forget it, never mind! Let's hit him first!" Mo Zhi chuckled, clenched his fists, and was about to smash the god's throat!
"boom!"
The huge fist like a casserole, shining with the light of thought, and carrying the power of thought, slammed into the neck of the god.
But the next moment.
"I don't know!"
"Keep it alive!"
Mr. Zhang's roar came from the sky, and a silver needle accompanied by golden light suddenly pierced Mo Zhi's eyebrows!
Just a moment.
"Ah?" Mo Zhi was stunned for a moment, and the murderous intention that invaded his reason slowly dissipated, and the scarlet color receded from his eyes.
"Ah... those who are left alive... are in danger. I have been studying too much Confucius' principles recently. I am unable to digest this huge amount of knowledge in my current state, and I am almost losing control..."
Mo Zi finally woke up.
He looked at the god in front of him who was vomiting blood, and suddenly became nervous: "Hey, you're not dead, are you?"
"Can't I apologize to you? I'm sorry, I was wrong. Can you get up?"
The god's eyes widened, he vomited blood, and he stared at Bai Qi, as if he wanted to say something.
Mo Zi's expression was full of guilt: "What are you going to say? Can you get up first?"
The god finally pointed at his broken legs tremblingly, grunted vaguely, and fainted.
"Don't you know!" Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "If he dies, the commander-in-chief will have to beat you!"
"If he really dies, the cooperation with the Winter Temple will be over, and you will cause me to lose a lot of refrigerators in Daxia!"
"If you can't store food in the future, let alone the commander-in-chief, your wife will have to beat you to death!"
"What!"
Mo Zhi was immediately frightened, and quickly knelt down with a plop, grabbing the collar of the god with his thick arms and shaking it vigorously.
"I beg you, please don't die!"
"I won't hit you, okay!"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I didn't expect you to be so fragile! God, please don't die! As long as you wake up, you won't know if you hit me, and I will never fight back!"
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, come and save him!"
Mo Zhidao knelt on the ground and begged God not to die, and even started to press hard on the God's chest with his thick arms.
"Click!"
"Don't die! Mr. Zhang will be here soon, just hold on!"
The sound of fractures kept ringing, and Mo Zi pressed the god's chest crazily. Every time he pressed it, it was deeply dented, hoping that a miracle would happen with great force.
There's no technique, it's all emotion.
"The chest compressions are useless. It seems that this is the only way to use it..." Seeing that the god was exhaling more air than inhaling, he glanced at the lips of the male god with a bruised nose and swollen face, gritted his teeth, and made a
Go against the decision of our ancestors.
He closed his eyes, pursed his lips with a painful expression, and slowly lowered his lips.
but.
"Snapped!"
Mr. Zhang grabbed him from behind and said, "Okay, okay, I'm coming."
"You are so awesome. Even now, you still don't forget to do this kind of thing. You are still a male god... Do you scholars have such fun? Are you so open-minded?"
"You're finally here..." Mo Zhiru was pardoned, and then said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm here to save him."
"Yes, yes, save him. If I had come later, you would have kissed me." Mr. Zhang took out a large tube of adrenal gland while taking a pulse.
Su, rolled his eyes and said, "You're lucky, he's not dead yet. It's also lucky that you have ointment on your fist. You were applying medicine to him while you were beating him, otherwise he would bleed to death!"
"Next, you can't kill randomly. If you really kill someone, both the commander-in-chief and the master will beat you to death!"
"I didn't expect that these gods are so fragile..." Mo Zhi sighed, "They are vulnerable..."
And the other side.
Medium god battlefield.
A group of mid-level winter gods were also in high spirits and walked among the ice and snow with smiles on their faces.
Just like lower gods.
They have been under the protection of Chione, the goddess of winter, for too long.
Although Chione is doing it for their own good.
But every time they conquer a plane, these middle-level gods can only stand at the back like the low-level gods, watching Chione lead a group of high-level winter gods to show their glory and spread winter, and are filled with awe and respect by those low-level beings.
Kneel down in fear.
These middle-class gods are also very unwilling.
We are gods too!
We should also enjoy the look of fear and awe, and the kneeling worship of lower beings!
We also want to feel the power of conquering a plane and controlling the life and death of a clan!
And now.
"Finally, we can fight with all our strength!"
"Hahaha, disperse the battlefield...this human being really has our best interests at heart!"
"We are also the protagonists!"
"Stop the ink stains and fight quickly, otherwise once the main god kills the Shura god, or the higher gods and lower gods break through the city wall, we will have no chance to show off!"
"Okay! Then let humans see how powerful we are! Let the Lord God know that we are not just for nothing!"
A group of mid-level winter gods suddenly accelerated their pace, carrying the cold wind and the sky full of ice and snow, and rushing towards the towering Great Wall with the torrential winter like a giant beast!
"Fight for the temple! Freeze this plane!"
"Feel the glory, human being!"
"You will know that God cannot be disobeyed! You will know how terrible God's wrath is!"
But the next moment.
"Um?"
The God of Winter suddenly narrowed his eyes and saw a dozen figures standing under the city wall!
"These are... fifteen low-level gods?"
"Haha, this aura is only the third and fourth levels?"
Under the city wall standing in the wind and snow, the fifteen figures were clearly low-level gods!
Facing this monstrous winter, facing this brilliant glory, facing these one hundred and ninety-one mid-level winter gods, these fifteen low-level gods trembled like lambs waiting to be slaughtered!
"Are humans crazy? Are they actually using lower gods to deal with us?"
"Don't worry so much, kill them first!"
The God of Winter laughed and rushed away!
One hundred and ninety-one mid-level winter gods surrounded and killed fifteen low-level gods, just like playing!
And the other side.
"They are coming, run!" Chique saw one hundred and ninety-one medium-sized winter gods coming together, and without any intention of fighting, he turned around and ran away!
A flame rose up, but under the terrifying winter released by nearly two hundred medium gods, the flame was so weak!
"Run? Where to run?"
"Can you run away?"
"Chase!"
In a few breaths, these medium gods have shortened the distance!
As the mid-winter god approached, Chique and the members of the fourteen god legions only felt colder and colder. The extreme coldness was so pervasive that it actually froze the body and divine power.
The rushing blood in the body became slower, the roaring divine power became stagnant, and the running pace became slower and slower.
The flames burning on his body became weaker and weaker.
suddenly.
"call."
Chique slowly stopped and took a breath.
Nearly two hundred winter gods looked at her with smiles behind her, as if they were playing a cat-and-mouse game. They were not in a hurry to take action, and they all laughed and said, "Aren't you going to run away?"
"Haha, it's really interesting. I finally feel the joy of conquest."
"Is this what it feels like for the Lord God to chase lower beings? His eyes are filled with fear... Wait, why are you laughing?"
"Why are you not afraid at all!"
In front of nearly two hundred winter gods, Chique and
There was no trace of fear on the faces of the fourteen divine legion members, but they all laughed.
"Why are you laughing...I'm here, why aren't you laughing?"
"I'm curious, I'm waiting for you, what are you waiting for?"
"Are we here? Wait for us?" The eighth-level mid-level Winter God who took the lead frowned slightly, "What do you mean? Did you not understand the situation?"
"We have surrounded you."
"More than two hundred winter gods have surrounded you!"
Chique smiled: "Are you sure? You surrounded us?"
For some reason, at this moment, these nearly two hundred winter gods suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"boom!"
Behind Chique, the blood-red cloak soared into the sky, with flames spreading like a phoenix spreading its wings!
Her voice was like a gentle cry, resounding throughout the heaven and earth: "My compatriots in Daxia, God, want to outnumber us!"
"Let them see who has the most people and who has surrounded whom!"
On the city wall, Sun Bin picked up the intercom: "Get up! Surround the gods!"
Just a moment.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Ice and snow are surging in all directions!
One palm after another stretches out from under the ice and snow!
The white snow surface exploded, and figures suddenly appeared in the ice and snow.
Some soldiers cursed: "Damn it, I've been waiting for you for so long, why did you come here? I'm freezing to death!"
There are also soldiers with faces full of joy: "Oh my god, you are finally here, I have almost run out of warmers! I have eaten two peppers!"
Each and every one of them is clearly a god!
It was densely packed and crowded! There must have been thousands of people!
And seeing the densely packed figures emerging from the snow around them, and even surrounding them, the middle-aged winter gods widened their eyes.
"Human, came out of the snow?"
"How can it be!"
The God of Winter has absolute control over ice and snow, and also has keen insight into the conditions under the ice and snow.
As long as there is a slight movement in the ice and snow, they will notice it immediately.
How can there be humans hiding in the ice and snow?
There was the God of Winter who was staring at these warriors who were all covered in snow and looked like snowmen. His voice was trembling: "Could it be that since we arrived, they have been hiding motionless under the ice and snow until now?"
"How is that possible! Even those who have become gods can feel cold. Aren't they afraid of freezing to death?"
"These five to six thousand, all lying motionless under the ice and snow? Just to ambush us to escape our perception? How is that possible!"
These winter gods never thought that there would be lower-level beings facing their coming, and they would dare to lie motionless under the ice and snow, hiding under their noses!
How dare these humans!
Aren't they afraid of the cold?
Aren't they afraid of being discovered by the gods and buried alive in the ice and snow?
It’s not that these gods of winter are careless, but that after conquering so many planes, no lower beings have ever dared to do this! Most lower beings don’t even have the courage to look at them, so they turn around and run away to avoid the cold winter.
Dare to hide under the ice and snow?
The biological instinct is to survive! To escape!
How could such a stupid race lie down and hide in the ice and snow in the face of the coming winter and the gods?
Moreover, five to six thousand people lay motionless in the cold snow from beginning to end!
Aren’t they afraid of freezing to death?
Chique looked at the surprised expressions of the gods and smiled: "Can't you understand?"
"Do you think that humans should be afraid of winter, and humans should be afraid of powerful gods?"
"Do you think that human instinct is to avoid the cold?"
"You may not know."
"Our ancestors have long taught us how to face the cold winter and how to face enemies that are so powerful that they are invincible."
"We, the younger generation, just need to copy it."
The red flag flutters in the cold wind.
Back then, on this same cold battlefield, in the vast white snow.
There is also a group of warriors, wearing shabby single clothes and holding unadvanced weapons, facing an enemy that is so powerful that it is almost impossible to defeat them.
They lie down in the ice and snow and become one with the ice and snow.
Their single clothes were wet with snow, and the freezing cold was biting through their flesh. They felt their bodies bit by bit.
They became colder, their limbs became stiffer and stiffer, and their eyebrows and hair were covered with frost.
But even so, they didn't move!
Just lie down in the snow, even if you completely turn into an ice sculpture, become a part of the ice and snow!
The instinct of survival cannot make them escape, the extreme cold will not make them afraid, and the powerful enemy cannot make them surrender!
The blazing fire in the chest makes the instinct of survival retreat!
That eternal flame makes them fearless of severe cold, ice and snow!
The enemies who were so powerful and invincible back then never figured out until their death why these soldiers, who were severely lacking in equipment and food, disappeared one by one in the biting cold, and why they could appear in an empty white snow field in the next second.
Hundreds and thousands of warriors!
Those enemies who are as powerful as gods can't even imagine how someone can lie in the snow, motionless in the ice, snow and cold, even turning into an ice sculpture and not moving at all!
And now.
This unyielding flag is still fluttering in the ice and snow, and even the ice and snow cannot drown out the bright red color.
These descendants with the same blood, all covered in snow, climbed out of the ice and snow, just like those ancestors back then!
The gods cannot understand it, just as those enemies could not understand those ancestors who were not afraid of the severe cold!
And this is just copying homework.
Our ancestors have already demonstrated this.
What's more, unlike their predecessors, although these descendants are lying in the ice and snow, they are wearing heavy coats made of snow animal fur, with antifreeze on their faces and hands, goggles and masks, and thick gloves on their hands.
Next to Nuan Baobao, I carried white wine, chili pepper and chocolate in my pocket. I also drank ginger soup and ate hot pot before coming.
this moment.
These gods faced the gods just like their ancestors faced those seemingly powerful and invincible enemies. They were covered in snow, like immortal demons standing up from the ice and snow!
"God, is it so incomprehensible?"
"Our forefathers, who wore unlined clothes and ate fried noodles, had long demonstrated how to remain motionless in the ice and snow."
Chique said softly: "What's more, we now have sufficient equipment and food, and we are still gods ourselves?"
"When there is a true fire in our hearts, we will not be afraid of the cold."
"How is it possible..." The gods of winter were still in disbelief. This violated common sense, violated biological instinct, and exceeded the upper limit of lower life forms.
But on the city wall.
Sun Bin had already picked up the walkie-talkie.
"The twenty-second plan of the thirty-six, close the door to catch the thief, the layout is completed."
"Now, catch the thief!"
Sun Bin patted the wheelchair excitedly.
At this moment, the wisdom of the ancestors, the demonstrations of the modern ancestors, the powerful descendants now, and Daxia's sufficient equipment and food made this siege possible!
A siege against the gods!
For a while.
"Capture the gods alive!"
From all directions, more than 6,000 members of the Divine Legion roared in unison!
at the same time.
These winter gods finally came to their senses, and their expressions changed drastically!
"Never mind how they managed to hide in the snow and ice until now!"
"It's them who have the numbers! It's us who are surrounded now!"
"These despicable humans surround the gods!"
"Damn it, what should I do? There are people everywhere!"
The eighth-level medium god who took the lead mobilized his divine power and said loudly: "Don't panic! Although it's six thousand versus one hundred and ninety-one, there are six thousand lower gods... We still have hope of breaking through!"
"Line up and wait for them to rush up, then follow me and break out in the chaos!"
In just a moment, the gods arrayed themselves!
but.
Those members of the Legion of Gods did not rush forward immediately.
"What are they doing?"
"Stupid humans, give us a chance to prepare?"
"They are still wearing clothes... Why, after saying so much, they still feel the cold and are afraid of freezing to death?" The God of Winter sneered disdainfully.
They saw that the six thousand gods who surrounded them were not in a hurry to take action, but were getting dressed on the spot.
However, the next moment, the gods of winter all opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen an extremely terrifying scene.
