A total of fifty majestic-looking Kshatriyas, like clay statues, watched the gods being captured and Manu dying an untimely death.
The two remaining Manu didn't even have time to issue any effective orders, and their heads were smashed one by one by Tang Ji. The powered armor they were wearing was like children's toys in front of Tang Ji, not to mention that these people were not
Love wearing helmets.
In the blink of an eye, the Kshatriyas were like ducklings who had lost their leader. They saw the Asura-like man in black holding their gods in his hands and dragging them into the elevator. The rebellious Manu followed suit.
elevator.
The huge freight elevator was an entire lifting platform, and even if there were fifty Kshatriyas standing there, there would still be enough space for Tangji and the others.
Tangji simply ignored these clones, while Madhavan was already accustomed to the existence of clones. Although this Kshatriya had a nice name, to put it bluntly, he was still a clone.
Those who are the most intelligent and intelligent are chosen to be Brahmins, and the Kshatriyas are somewhat deficient in their ability to act autonomously.
They are more manufactured in the style of cheap consumable soldiers. Only some special individuals with superhuman gene fragments added and a certain degree of dominance expressed will be individually cultivated.
But right now, the only person on the entire platform who is qualified to give orders to them is Vidados, and he is speechless at all.
As the elevator went up, apart from the sound of the motor running, there was only the sound of more than fifty people breathing on the platform. Madhawan couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling quite relieved that a great revenge had been repaid.
"I haven't introduced you yet, my name is Madhavan, the maintenance electrician here." Madhavan shrugged and shook his head while speaking, fully demonstrating his good mood.
"Tang Ji, I'm here to find someone." Tang Ji replied briefly. Who of the people here are guilty and who are innocent. He only needs to wait until he connects Mikkelsen and Ghost to the network, and it will be clear at a glance.
Madhavan, who was listening with his earplugs closed at the bottom, had no reaction to Tangji's name. He was enjoying the pleasure of risking his own life.
As a natural person, Madhavan fully understood the ruthlessness of the Nihelu Gandi family in Amarobhati. He had already looked away at his future. The main reason why he followed Tangji to the upper level was to plan
Find an incineration chamber and give yourself a clean ending without giving Gavalar the chance to clone him.
But Vidados was different. He had permission to browse the Internet. He knew who Tangji was and had a general understanding of what the other party had done and what abilities he had.
So Vidatus fell into a contradictory confusion. On the one hand, he felt that this was the opportunity he had been waiting for, to overthrow Gavalal's brutal rule and get his life back on track.
But on the other hand, the experience of just ten minutes was something Vidados would never forget. He had already begun to accept the identity that Gavaral had customized for him...
Going up the platform, we once again crossed the level of Sudras and Vaishyas. They have always been a neglected group, but this has added a little bit of stability.
As the platform reached the third level of Amāravati, the Kshatriyas on the platform began to become a little restless.
Although the gods still did not ask for help, the Kshatriyas, who had been instilled with the spirit of honor and martial arts since childhood, did not want to lose face in front of their fathers and fellow villagers. The dignity they were given made it difficult for them to bear the contempt of their enemies.
So, the first Kshatriya moved. He was closest to Tang Ji. Kong Wu's powerful arms swung out the sharp scimitar like lightning, directly hitting the opponent's right hand that was holding the god...
...
Ding! Lan
The freight elevator returned to the second floor again. The Brahmins and Kshatriyas who were still at the door looked a little surprised. They didn't know why the passage to and from Naraka and the human world came back so quickly.
But immediately a smart Brahmin shouted three times, this is the power of the gods, the rebellion of Naraka has been solved, everyone is ready to cheer!
The crowd suddenly turned into a sea of cheers. They couldn't wait to be the first to welcome the gods and warriors in triumph!
However, when the wide freight elevator door began to fold upward, the first thing that came out was blood.
The blood that had not completely cooled down poured out of the elevator like a waterfall, instantly turning the floor covered with flexible materials red.
The sea of blood was filled with blood and rushed to the feet of the Brahmins and Kshatriyas. The people in front stopped cheering and started to move backwards to stay away from the sea of blood.
But the crowd behind them still shouted fervently and kept pushing forward. As the elevator door continued to move upward, the piles of corpses gradually made more people realize that the situation in the elevator was not what they thought.
So more people began to try to move back, and the two groups of people were squeezed together. The sea of blood was trampled by countless feet, and there were bloody footprints everywhere, rendering the surroundings as if Naluojia had descended...
Finally, when the elevator was completely opened, everyone saw that almost all the majestic Kshatriyas had turned into corpses, and the inside of the elevator was piled up in random directions.
Only one person is still standing, a black figure. The god is kneeling in front of him, with his hands clasped together, as if he has surrendered. That must be the legendary Asura!
The Asura who walked out of Naluka and took revenge on the gods!
When Tang Ji's eyes shrouded in the flames of hatred were cast towards these people, countless Brahmins and Kshatriyas crowded together, eventually forming a tragic stampede.
Under the guidance of religious ideas, these clones were defeated by Tang Ji with just one look. They were ridiculously fragile.
Tang Ji just dragged Vidados forward step by step. No matter how panicked the clones around him were, they would calm down in front of Tang Ji and crawl out of the way to make way for him.
What's even more ironic is that because of Vidados's authority, the flexible floor still generates lotus footprints based on his footprints, but this time, each of Vidados's footprints is bloody, creating a shock wave with great visual effects.
, because the vibrations caused by the panicked running of the clones continued to spread to the surroundings with blood, as if the myth had shone into reality.
The gods here may be false, but the Asuras who descended are indeed real...
"There is the elevator leading to Manu's residence." Madhavan looked at the lost Vidadas, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "His authority can take you up."
"What about you?" Tang Ji turned around and asked. He could see that this man was already determined to die.
"I'm old and want to live a decent life. I don't want to be turned into a cloned plaything by these bastards one day." Madhavan shrugged and shook his head casually: "I wish you good luck, friend!"
"Don't be in a hurry to die. It's still too late to die when the final result comes out." Tang Ji smiled and said, "I'm not here to travel."
