Zhang Chengfeng exhaled and suddenly said: "Three hundred thousand people, you can't control it."
"But how many billions will it take to break through you?"
This gap is a bit big.
"Our Temple of Death is also very busy!" The little Death God sighed, "Countless planes require a Death God to be stationed for a long time."
"Most of the Death Temples are walking gods of death. They are assigned to various planes and cannot get away. Otherwise, once they leave for a day, that plane will be in chaos!"
"Many people think that we are powerful, but in fact, we are also slaves to the rules of death, and we don't rest for even a second!"
"While I was talking to you, I kept teleporting to other locations and took away more than 30,000 souls!"
Zhang Chengfeng also discovered that the figure of the God of Death kept flickering. Although it was talking to him, it seemed to disappear and reappear all the time.
"The only ones stationed in the Temple of Death are the Death Gods who protect the temple. But in the final analysis, they may be very powerful against the living, but they are nothing special about souls..."
"There are only a million shinigami guarding the temple, but there are billions of shinigami sent out, scattered in various planes, and they can't get away for a moment."
"So, although there are only 500,000 warrior souls, without affecting the operation of other planes, we really can't hold them down with just the Death Gods protecting the temple. The combat quality of those guys is enough to make them and the Guardians
The gods of death are fighting against each other..."
"But if it gets really urgent and the time comes to endanger the order, we can only recall the foreign gods of death! So, unless there are billions of people dying at the same time, and they are all strong-willed and unwilling to enter reincarnation,
Warrior, otherwise, the Temple of Death is really not afraid!"
"To put it bluntly, although they are unwilling to enter reincarnation, they can only be stationed outside the Temple of Death. The Temple of Death will not go to war and recall the foreign gods of death just for the sake of 300,000 souls."
"But if they really want to attack the Temple of Death, the Temple of Death would rather recall billions of Death Gods, and would rather have other planes fall into temporary chaos than force them to be sent to reincarnation one by one!"
"The rules of death must never be violated!"
He seemed to be intimidating Zhang Chengfeng.
Zhang Chengfeng nodded slightly.
It seems that the matter of sacrificing one's life for charity needs to be considered in the long term.
After all, billions of people could die at the same time... Success would be fine, but if it fails...
In today's Daxia, it is not possible to make such a big gamble!
"I understand, I will try my best to save people." Zhang Chengfeng nodded: "It's agreed, twelve hours."
The God of Death nodded and his figure slowly disappeared.
Zhang Chengfeng stood in this dark world between life and death, smiling.
"Overthrow the Temple of Death..."
"Haha, my Daxia warriors are really fierce."
"Since you can't let go of Daxia...just wait, one day, Daxia will take you back! It won't take eighteen years, and you can continue to fight for Daxia!"
At this moment, Zhang Chengfeng already had a bold idea in his mind.
This conversation seems meaningless.
But Zhang Chengfeng learned that the Temple of Death is not an invincible existence!
As long as it is not impossible to defeat, there is a way! We can take back those soldiers!
Zhang Chengfeng exhaled, turned around, and looked at the stunned Anita's soul.
"Do you want to die or live?"
Zhang Chengfeng looked at her.
A human was actually asking a god if he wanted to die or live!
But that's the truth.
Her life and death now only depend on Zhang Chengfeng's thoughts!
She looked at the white robe in front of her that was like a man in charge of life and death, and nodded blankly: "I want to live."
"good."
Zhang Chengfeng nodded and stretched out a hand.
The golden wheel of merit behind him rotates slowly and shines brightly.
Dressed in white, the whole body exudes golden light, lighting up the darkness like a blazing flame.
The warm light made Anita couldn't help but reach out and hold the palm that brought light in the darkness.
On the hills.
Mr. Zhang closed his eyes tightly and said in a deep voice: "Get up!"
The silver needle was pulled out from an acupoint, and with the power of merit, it returned to Mr. Zhang Chengfeng's needle bag again.
at the same time.
"puff!"
Anita, the descendant of the God of War who had been motionless before and had no breath at all, suddenly opened her eyes and spat out a mouthful of dark blood.
At the same time, her breath recovered quickly.
As expected of a descendant of the God of War who became increasingly brave as he fought, the wounds cut by the scalpel healed quickly under the roar of the God of War's power!
"Great!" Seeing Anita return to her peak condition again, Brenda's originally gloomy face was filled with surprise.
She originally thought that this tenth game would be the same as before, and she would lose.
Unexpectedly, Anita recovered again!
Brenda quickly shouted: "Anita, keep fighting!"
But Anita did not lift the spear, but sat on the ground and glanced at Brenda with a complicated expression.
Sister, are you a fool, or do you take me for a fool?
I was almost beaten to death by him, and then he rescued me, and you still let me fight him?
He made me see the God of Death, and then forced the God of Death back!
At this time, the audience also looked confused.
"Rescued again?"
"So, what's going on with the doctors in Daxia...are they in charge of killing or rescuing?"
"This is too cruel... Anita was fine at first, with nothing wrong with her, but Doctor Daxia refused and forced her to find something wrong and then rescued her... Is this a doctor's battle?"
"This game is so heart-pounding!"
"Doctor Daxia, how terrifying!"
"No wonder the doctors in Daxia are called warriors in white! They are really warriors in white!"
The audience has never seen such a battle, beating the opponent to death and then reviving the opponent...
But anyway.
Zhang Chengfeng's combat prowess and medical skills were all demonstrated in this battle...
Suddenly, a shadow enveloped Anita.
Anita raised her head and saw the old man in white standing in front of her, looking down at her.
"Now, your illness should be cured."
Zhang Chengfeng nodded.
At this moment, looking at this harmless old man, Anita felt extremely complicated.
She is afraid.
She was afraid of this old man's terrifying fighting power, which would make her, the God of War, directly defeated!
In front of him, I had no power to fight back. Every move was seen through, and all the weaknesses in my body were exposed!
This old man can even drive away the God of Death!
But while she was scared, she was still grateful.
Although this old man beat her up and almost killed her...
But for her, he fought against death!
Take her back from death!
Anita thought of the old man's figure standing in front of her in the darkness, and then looked up at the figure with a golden wheel shining behind it, coinciding with the sun.
"It turns out that you are the most powerful." Anita said softly.
The God of War has the power to become more courageous as he fights.
But this power is vented on weak humans, bringing death and destruction!
And Daxia’s god of medicine is not only extremely powerful, but he also fights against the God of Death to save lives!
She still can't forget the warmth this old man brought her when he saved her from death.
This is the real power!
This is the real war!
It’s a war worth being proud of!
Anita, a descendant of the God of War, had infinite longing in her eyes, and she kowtowed slowly: "Anita, a descendant of the God of War, is willing to give up her identity as a divine descendant and sever all ties with the gods. She only asks that Sir accept me as her disciple."
"Let me take part in the truly great war! Fight for humanity, fight against gods and death!"
