Tang Chuan waited for a while, and found that the other end did not reply quickly.

Only then did he remember that when he attended the main temple meeting for the first time, he had waited two or three full days before he chose to accept it.

In other words, the remaining nine main gods waited for him in the main shrine for two or three full days.

And when he descended to the main temple, the rest of the main gods did not show the emotions that they had been waiting for a long time.

In other words, dozens of Azure Star Hours, for the main god, is not the same thing at all, and it will pass in a blink of an eye?

In this case, the meat ball said that he would call back later.

Later...... How long is it?

After waiting for dozens of minutes, Tang Chuan's mental activities gradually calmed down, and he got out of the kind of demonic mood that he couldn't wait to go home.

He was silent for a while, sighed, and said to Woo: "Forget it, you tell the meat ball that it's okay, and the problem on my side has been solved." ”

"Wow!"

It's kind of inherited.

I found that there was nothing wrong with me, so I went back to the basket of garlic and lay on my stomach, thinking, it was obviously the same thing, why didn't it feel delicious.

Tang Chuan sat on the sofa and looked out the window for a long time.

Eventually, he came to his senses.

If you contact Meatball and ask him to send him home, it is very likely that it will be exposed, at least, it will also arouse his curiosity, and he will want to find out where the main body of the main god of calamity is, and why such a trivial matter needs his help.

Moreover, after Kuntasha's calculations, there is a high probability that it will only take twenty or thirty years for him to return to the hometown of Azure Star on his own.

No matter how bad it is, when you are absolutely strong, through divine power, you can reverse time, and you can also trace the long history of Azure Star back to the day you left.

After all, Azure Star is just a mortal planet, and it's too easy to go back in time.

Yourself, as long as you endure it again, you can give it to your mother, to your relatives, to the entire Azure Star, forever immortal, prosperous future.

If you take the risk at this moment, you might mess everything up.

Even the entire universe where the Azure Star is located may be affected by the undesirable impact.

Tang Chuan didn't know if the main godhead had any effect on him.

In the past, he was still quite emotional in some things.

Otherwise, I won't be too obsessed, and in the case of the suppression of the sea by the main godhead, I will dream of the Azure Star from time to time, and I will have an extra self to accompany my relatives and friends instead of myself.

So now, he was able to calm down so quickly, and chose not to delve into the Azure Star in the dream, not to contact the meat ball, and let him send him back.

Could it be under the influence of the Lord's Godhead?

This kind of influence happens imperceptibly, and the gods do not feel that there is anything wrong with their own thoughts.

Perhaps only in their endless years, occasionally recalling their original intentions, can they draw a comparison and know that their mentality has changed.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the so-called original intention, perhaps in the consciousness of the gods, is just a small joke.

Tang Chuan didn't think that in the end, he lost his humanity, even if the so-called humanity was not worth mentioning to the gods.

But at this moment, he is still sticking to it.

May no matter how "rational" you are, you should never forget what everything you are doing at this moment is what it is for.

While Tang Chuan was thinking, the snort surged again, and the voice of the meat ball came: "Ah, is it solved so quickly, it is worthy of a disaster." ”

Tang Chuan did not reply.

Because, in the past, the Lord God of Calamity was so cold.

This is his persona, or rather, God's design.

And on the side of the meat ball, there was no more sound, and this communication between the main gods ended like this.

Tang Chuan retracted his thoughts, no longer bothered by sorrow, he sank into consciousness and looked at his main godhead.

found that after a sleep, Nocton had already faintly built a small faith channel in the dark.

"Alright, it's clean enough."

Tang Chuan smiled and looked at Nocton, who was still in other rooms, carrying a broom and dustpan to clean carefully.

This guy is too serious.

When you fall asleep, you can secretly turn on the cleaning system.

It seems that it was the failure of the last mission, and the hunter's self-esteem made him feel that he really deserved to be punished.

Nocton's voice came from inside the house, saying, "The third pass will be completed soon, and the hotel will never be cleaner." ”

Tang Chuan directly ordered the intelligent housekeeper to turn on the deep cleaning system, which was regarded as preventing Nocton from continuing.

He got up and nibbled on an alien fruit full of round edges and corners, and said, "It's almost dawn, do you want to take a rest, or come with me to see what the final outcome of this planet will be?" ”

Nocton walked out, the broom and dustpan in his hand dissipated into smoke, and said seriously: "This little energy consumption is nothing to me, I can still maintain a non-combat sober state for dozens of days, I'll be with the boss." ”

Tang Chuan nodded, threw him an alien fruit, and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

Nocton took the fruit and swallowed it in one bite, and Tang Chuan saw this and threw two more.

The two entered the take-off and landing cabin and descended all the way to the first floor of the hotel.

"Good morning~"

As soon as I got out of the take-off and landing cabin, I saw the women who were photographed in two columns, wearing uniforms, and extremely polite, greeting themselves with smiling faces.

Tang Chuan had a little headache and said, "Okay, why are you engaged in such a big battle, you really make it like a dictatorial king, you ......"

Tang Chuan pointed to a foreman and said, "Come with me, what's going on with the resistance?" ”

The foreman came out and said, "It's ...... It's coming to an end, would you like to go over and have a look? ”

Tang Chuan nodded and said, "Take me there." ”

"Okay."

Outside the door, a high-grade shuttle will be dropped, and it seems that it has been waiting here for a long time.

The three of them took the shuttle and soon came to the steel fortress that Mo Xiu took Tang Chuan to pass by that day.

The shuttle descended on the fortress, and the trio emerged from the cabin.

In the air, the interior of the Resistance base is essentially projected.

Artillery fire continued.

There were casualties.

The foreman explained: "Homando's identity helped me open up the passage into the resistance base, I wiped out the detonators of those high-risk killing weapons last night, and the rest of the people are just resisting stubbornly, and the end is already doomed." ”

Tang Chuan looked at the tragic scene and didn't make a sound.

The foreman explained: "Before I came, the reason why this planet, called the Exiled Star, did not have the protection of a superior civilization was because there was a chaos here, and those government systems, in order to strengthen their own selfish desires, let underage children, old people who could not afford to eat, men and women, all take up arms and go to the front line.

Life and death, corpses resting on their backs, chaos, disorder, and cruelty were the main tones of this land.

If you, the owner, are pathetic to this from a human perspective, you don't have to. ”

Tang Chuan shook his head and said, "I'm not sad about this matter, it's just that I feel a little touched." ”

Projection.

The associated soldiers broke through the gate where the last leaders were.

Inside, the former warlords who are high and powerful either choose to commit suicide in sorrow, or choose to fight to the death in anger, or choose to beg for mercy by throwing away their armor.

The affiliates were unmoved.

At the cost of the corpses of countless advance troops, the last spark of the resistance was finally taken.

Those who were like evil spirits, fearless of life and death, rushed forward, covered the faces of the enemy with their palms, and assimilated them spiritually, and none of them wavered.

The last spark that they assimilated was extremely distorted in their expressions, from the heart, from the lungs, from the soul, screaming in fear.

The sound of artillery fire, screams, and roars mingled to compose a symphony of chaos.

This is the wail of civilization, going to decline.