The coming of God may be limited to the absence of some special medium, only what we have at present...... Blood, fallen faith, and similar creatures will all become the means by which God descends. ”

"But at the moment we have another speculation."

The man on the iron seat of the monkey said,

"Weak gods can still descend into the world, and the mighty twelve gods are unpredictable, and even if the possible medium is missing, there will still be ways to replace or reduce power, or send power into large-scale armies...... But why haven't we seen the Twelve-Winged Divine Servant descend until now? ”

The hall could hear pins falling.

"Maybe the twelve zodiac gods are not as united as we imagined, or maybe they themselves are in a state of attacking each other."

Perhaps, human time is very likely to be a weak primitive tribe in their eyes. The real enemies are the gods, who are as powerful as they are. ”

This is a topic that has been discussed for a long time, but when it is said at the General Meeting of the Twelve Halls, it feels completely different from the mouths of the kings.

There was a slight noise in the hall, which then intensified.

Just as the red brick newcomers don't have too much discipline, the old people also come over like that, and the elders here are the same.

The figures on the twelve metal iron seats looked coldly at the people in the elder seat, and the old immortals who couldn't see their faces clearly in the elder seat were also silent.

Perhaps they were watching, wanting to see from the words of this group of elders, what kind of waves would be in the hearts of the subordinate commissioners, deacons, and captains after hearing the news, and what kind of actions they would take.

"Recently, there have been more and more people from the Divine Sect and the Self-Preservation Sect......"

It took a long time before a voice came from the second floor.

There was a dead silence at the elders' seat, and then many people sweated like rain.

"Recently, we have integrated the intercepted divine language, and found that several words appear extremely frequently, and have a great similarity to the classification of the divine spells of our twelve temples."

"So we suspect that these may well have something to do with the theocracy of the twelve gods."

At the top of the hall, a large projection screen extends to the edge of the second floor.

There are countless densely packed symbols on it, and then a few more particularly conspicuous ones are specially magnified.

"Beings, powers, beasts, resurrection, destruction, killing, speed, soul, enlightenment, eternity, twilight, dreams...... This is just a rough translation of our natal mantra based on big data. ”

"Although time and a lot of research have proved that the words of the divine mantra are very different from the popular language of the gods. However, we believe that it is very likely that the current divine language evolved from the ancient divine spells of the gods. ”

"So that's what I just said...... In all likelihood. ”

The silence in the hall continued, and the "young men" needed time to digest the matter. If this can be affirmed, or if the kings are willing to say it, it already means something.

The majority of the kings agreed, as well as the old immortals of the Senate.

Then they will have an accurate direction, according to the few big words on the flashing screen, to study the way to kill the gods.

Although no one in the Twelve Halls has ever said this, everyone knows that the Twelve Halls have been filled with great pessimism from the initial struggle to the present.

The terrible price they paid for killing a Ten-Winged Priest...... Twelve-winged gods and unimaginably powerful gods......

There is even malicious speculation that the Divine Sect and the Self-Preservation Sect are retained, but the kings and senators will want them to see how bad those who are extremely pessimistic or greedy and afraid of death are doing.

But now, they seem to have a glimmer of hope...... Although this light may not escape the "philosophy" that "the sword of the ant can never pierce the vital point of the true God".

The meeting lasted for a long time, from the supreme theme of the God Butcher Plan, the announcement of the results of the study of the gods, to the deployment plan of the general direction of the next year in the territory of each alliance.

A dim yellow light always shrouded the conference hall, making it impossible to see night and day...... It's as if time has stopped for these people in the discussion.

"Sun Shengli ......"

Sun Shengli stood up suddenly.

"After the Red Brick Training Camp is over this year's training, you will be in charge of the transformation command there."

"Follow your orders!"

"Don't demolish the red brick building, it should still look like it...... I also want to go back and nibble on my antique book of "Capital" again, and take two sips of the treasured Luzhou Laojiao...... Anyway, the bodies of the old guys don't care about those trivial things. ”

The atmosphere in the hall is slightly relaxed.

And the old guys in the senator's table, from beginning to end, were like a group of wooden people, and never said a word.

The meeting was adjourned, and the elders' chair left the meeting in turn.

The twelve iron seats in the conference hall are lazy.

"The old immortals soak in cans all day long, and they don't know when they will come out to move. I am not afraid that the bones will rust, and I will not be able to hold the skeleton knife when the time comes. ”

"Then I'm sure that when that day comes, the old immortals will definitely surprise you."

"You've always been so confident in them."

"After all, the old immortal of his family is also in the senate."

Someone quipped.

"By the way, your brother has also entered the Twelfth Hall this year?"

The figure on the iron seat of the rat asked.

"Accidental...... Hell knows that's going to happen, but that's fine...... After all, it is the God Butcher family, and it is strange that he is engaged in scientific research alone. ”

"What a good mentality......"

"Waiting for the gods is much harder than carrying a knife to the battlefield."

A charming female voice sounded on the iron seat of the rabbit.

"I think my predecessor said that he could dig up the source of the gods every day......"

"In other words, the Divine Sect and the Self-Preservation Sect are really annoying enough. No, if we go on a trip, we can kill them all. ”

", keeping them is just raising Gu and bait. Fat harvest a wave, but it is their own granary that does not cost money. How can you burn your own money like this? ”

"Looking at the ...... grievances"

"A group of children, if they can't even make this little detour, will they be expected to slaughter the gods at that time? The leeks were cut almost ......."

"Kill and be killed, people's hearts float...... The tempering of mental and combat effectiveness. If you don't have a good mind, sooner or later, you will fall into the side of the Divine Disciples, or you will be a waste that you can't even beat a group of Divine Disciples' lackeys. ”

"You said this leisurely, no matter how you say it, the Twelve Halls have a lot of combat power lost in these unnecessary places."

"So, everyone has their own ideas, and I always think that the Divine Disciples and the Self-Preservation Sect will always do more good than harm if they stay first."

"But ......"

"Okay, okay, I'll treat you to supper tonight."

"Fart, Lao Tzu is in the Blue Flag Alliance, you take your head and invite me to eat ......"

The hall of the conference fades into darkness, and the world is in darkness......