"Before we talk, would you like to restrain your current? Otherwise, they will all die before the conversation is over."
Although he learned about Hawk-chan's plan from magic, his father, who inherited the kind-hearted character of the original version, was unwilling to kill his own kind, let alone watch them suffer torture.
"When talking to me, use the honorific..." "Zhongsu" reached out to the father who stood up and nodded. The thunder and lightning raging in the studio at the next moment seemed to be guided by a mysterious force, gathering and suspended in the air.
The surface of the armor forms a layer of mysterious patterns: "For these fragile ants, are you making demands of me?"
The arrogant and disdainful tone fell on people's ears, but they could only show helpless wry smiles.
Human beings can call ants ants, and they have been able to manipulate the lives of ants according to their preferences when they were young because of their own strength. Then, why should a real god regard them as fragile ants as ants?
After all, gods are compared to humans, and humans are compared to ants. The gap between the three is like ancient cold weapons and modern rifles. Unless all kinds of seemingly mysterious and impossible events occur, cold weapons cannot be defeated under normal circumstances.
Modern rifle.
The black captain of the combat team lowered his head, glanced at the damaged communicator, and then immersed himself in thinking about how to restore communication with the outside world. He didn't have the guts to escape secretly in front of the gods, and it was other people who listened to the conversation, collected intelligence, and analyzed it.
The responsibility has nothing to do with him.
Performing his own duties is the best choice now... Of course, while lowering his head, he also considered the possibility that the thunder and lightning monarch didn't like him and electrified him into a black man.
When facing gods, others wish they had more ears and more brains, to listen as much as possible and know more secrets of myths. But opportunities and dangers often exist at the same time.
The black captain obviously knew this.
"If you are talking about a human being, then I can be considered an ant."
"Human? You? Hahahaha, old goat, this is the funniest joke I have heard in thousands of years."
joke?
Even if he no longer wants to hear or know, he has no chance when faced with Zhongsu's thunderous voice. The black captain's breath stagnated. Dad thought he was a human being but was laughed at by the monarch Zhongsu. This means that he is no longer
Considered human.
There are many interpretations of this sentence, the simplest two are: the first is that for some reason, dad's species has changed and he has become a monster? a half-human? or some other race.
As for the second... it confirms some people's conjectures about the two deans of Hogwarts. In fact, they should not be classified as the fourth level of mythology, but should become the god level after the dividing line.
exist.
God, a powerful, mysterious, yet unreachable word.
Let’s break down the existence of fourth-level gods and above that have appeared in the eight months since the revival of mythology. The Eight Monarchs, Yahweh God, Sun God Ra Er, Creator God Brahma, and the gods under their command, are revealed
Any strength is a natural disaster that makes people despair.
And whether it is a description in the myth or based on reality, because of the demon-free era caused by the ebb of the world's elements, the power of the gods has greatly declined. The natural disaster power that the gods now display is not at all their original strength.
Just like the Dragon God, when he appeared for the first time in records, he pulled Oda Saori, the son of God, into a space of consciousness (illusion). Every time he appeared, his power changed with each passing day.
change.
With the advancement of the great era of myth resurgence, and with the replenishment of the elemental tide, the power of the gods will continue to recover.
However, for now, the gods who have returned to their current form have the power to rule humans and control the Aquamarine. As for the real gods in their heyday...
The black captain just thought about it, and his body lying on the ground could not help but tremble slightly.
[The energy has reached one million, reaching the second update requirement, the panel will be updated soon, please wait...]
Um?
After looking at it for a long time, the game panel that had no sense of existence other than being used as a mall to buy something from time to time suddenly popped up. Zhuang Sishe wanted to twitch the corners of his mouth, but it was a pity that Zhongsu's head could not express any expression other than anger.
Familiar style, but if you don’t save at all and find a way to spend it every time you save a certain amount of energy, will you not be able to unlock the second update of the game panel for decades or hundreds of years?
After a quick recall in his mind, and after confirming that there was nothing that required the panel, Shoji Sheba calmly looked at the brown parchment background of the panel, which turned into black and gray the next moment and was being updated.
The number 128:00:00 came into view. The original idea of persuading myself to have no desires and desires was shattered instantly, and various possible new functions began to appear in my mind.
But now is the time...
"Okay, let's not talk nonsense. You opened the door to hell, and now you are sitting here wearing a mage's robe and holding a magic spell. Are you planning to seal me?"
"Oh, you guessed it!" Dad had an exaggerated expression of surprise on his face and took out the pre-made potion bottles from his pocket: "Qi magic spell, sealing magic, teleportation magic...all
It's ready.
But unfortunately, dad was deceived and deceived.
I was very unhappy, so I suddenly didn’t want to care about it anymore!”
"Are you serious?" Zhongsu paused, stopped gathering the lightning spears in his hands, and looked at his father who was smashing bottles and cans with a puzzled expression.
"The seal is not my responsibility in the first place." Even when faced with the lightning spear that exuded the aura of destruction all the time, there was no emotion on the old man's face: "But as a person, I also don't want to see it.
Come here and vent your frustrations that have been sealed for thousands of years."
"You respect Dad, and Dad respects you!"
"One more thing. Except for Moon and Water Heel, your other brothers and sisters who left hell have all...been taken away."
"One more thing...it's nothing. If you want to leave, leave as soon as possible. Dad has to go back and continue to choose his apprentices."
"Your Excellency, Dean!" The person in charge of the experiment, a young white man in a white coat, watched his father leave without looking back, and then looked back at the thoughtful bipedal dinosaur behind him... He only felt that all over his body
Bing Bing: "You're gone, what should I do here?"
"You are responsible for yourself... If you want to make Dad fail, then Dad will do what you imagine." As soon as the words were said, a string of memories were shared through the bridge between souls, and under Dad's glasses