Chapter Eighty-Seven: Please Stay
God Butcher?
The corners of Mira's eyes twitched uncontrollably, he didn't even think that Rosie had brought him in for this matter. The God of Slaughter has always been very marketable at the level of ordinary people, and people are happy to advocate such and such a hero to go against the current, slaughter the gods, and achieve wonderful stories such as legends. But for those who really have access to the truth of this world, God Butcher is not a fun thing.
Except for those gods who have no background and no backing, which god is not a bunch of related gods of the three aunts and five aunts? If you kill one, it means that you will attract the hatred of a god, and even the god himself will let you know why the flowers are so red. People only saw how the heroes of the god slaughter were respected and attained, but they never paid attention to where they went when the dust settled.
Some of them are afraid of being retaliated against by other gods, hiding in some dead corners, changing their faces and stealing their lives, let alone enjoying wealth and nobility, and they don't even dare to return to their own homes. There are also many versions of the follow-up story circulating in society, but the people disappeared and were killed by the gods.
The cost of God Butcher is extremely high, and the beginning and end are extremely troublesome. The real benefit is nothing more than fame, and there are not many benefits.
The god will blow up his godhead, unless he can kill the god one step ahead of others in his desperate fight, otherwise once the god finds that he lacks the ability to return to the sky, he will inevitably blow up a big firework with the mentality of ending up together. There are not many god slayers in history who have truly obtained a complete godhead, and behind these god slayers there is often a complete god system as support. They will set a perfect trap and then weaken the possibility of stopping the gods from blowing themselves up, and only then will they strike.
There are only two people in front of Mira, a big boss of the Holy Light Church, and a son of the God King from the Eastern Regions, and a demigod of Hetra. Oh no, Hetra has advanced to a secondary god, and he is also an insignificant little god.
These two people want to talk about the God of Slaughter, and they are also one of the main gods, which makes Mira feel funny and a faint worry.
These are two crazy people!
It's like one person only has ten dollars in his hand, and the other has a hundred dollars, but he is boasting about buying Microsoft.
Rubbing his temples, Mira's expression was slightly embarrassed, he pursed his lips, "I know Gucius, his strength ......", he looked at the two of them, and the rest of the words didn't need to be spoken.
Hytra and Rossi looked at each other, and then said, "We already have a proper plan, and now we only lack a guy who is strong enough to suppress Gucius. Actually, you don't have to worry too much, Gusius is very strong, but that's where there is water, as long as there is no water, he is just an inconspicuous guy. Besides, ......", Hytra laughed, smiling very thief, "With Yelut playing as a striker to attract firepower, no one will notice us." Even if we notice, the dust will settle at that time, and no one will trouble us. ”
Rossi added on the sidelines, finally letting Mira understand the plan of the two madmen.
Huite's grand ceremony is about to take place, and at the same time, Yelut, who has been silent for a long time, is also preparing to start. When the time comes, the two gods will be in a fight, and who will be able to pay attention to the whereabouts and life of one of the main gods? If Jerut wins, they will be the real heroes, because they have eliminated one of the main gods of Huith. If Huite wins in the end, even if this assumption is not very willing to appear, then it doesn't matter, it's a big deal that everyone walks away.
Gucius is the god of the sea, and once the god of the sea is on land, it is really nothing. He has a huge amount of abilities, but he can't use those abilities, maybe his combat power can't even reach the level of the main god.
The plan of the two is simple and meticulous, taking into account all possible scenarios. The more Mira listened, the more moved she became, the God Butcher was indeed a thankless task, but it had great prestige. For a giant consortium like him, God Butcher would push their prestige to another peak.
It's a great deal.
It's naturally good if you succeed, and it doesn't matter to him if you fail, anyway, the protagonist is Haitra, and Rosie is not.
Finally, Mira gritted her teeth and agreed.
Time passed little by little, and the grand ceremony of the Huite people came as scheduled.
There are two theories for the Hui Teh Festival, the first is the day of the birth of the god king, and the second is the day of the birth of the Hui Teh god line. Regardless of which statement is true, people are singing and dancing these days to celebrate the arrival of the festival. In the main city of Huite, many main gods gathered, and the only thing that made the Huite god king feel lacking was that some of the main gods were still on the front line and maintained a confrontation with Yelut and did not rush back.
Everyone has been together for tens of thousands of years, and they have long been like a family. Don't look at the filth and fighting on weekdays, but relatives are relatives.
Representatives of the city-states from all over the state presented the most exquisite gifts, and the golden light filled the sky. The city was crowded with people, and when you looked down from above, you could only see dense heads shaking back and forth, completely crowded, and there was no place to move.
The god of wealth raised his glass, and the amber wine in the golden glass swayed softly, exuding a charming fragrance.
"Respect the God-King!"
More than thirty main gods stood up one after another, and dozens of middle gods, lower gods, and secondary gods also stood up. They are the backbone of Huite, and they are also the real masters of Huite.
The crown on the head of the god-king reflected the bustling scene, and he also raised his glass, "To all of you." ”
Although it was a time of war, the festival was also lively, and the people were boiling everywhere. But just outside the city, someone had already prepared a trap, waiting for Gucius to throw himself into the net.
I watched as the sun rose in the east and shone high in the south, but now it was already hanging down in the west, and the wind was getting stronger. The city is still full of singing and dancing, and it is very lively.
But at this moment, the sky suddenly turned red, as if a blood rain could fall anytime and anywhere. The entire main city fell silent, and a pin drop could be heard. People looked at the sky in disbelief and didn't understand what was going on.
The smiling God-King's face changed abruptly, and he overturned the table beside him, and the gold-made vessel rolled to the ground. He snorted heavily, and in an instant he rose into the air and disappeared into the sky in an instant. The rest of the gods were also gloomy, and they could feel that the dead gods must be on their side.
Countless golden rays of light tore through the sky, flying towards the border after the Divine Dynasty.
Gucius was among them, and not long after he had flown to the city, he faintly heard someone calling his name. He looked down and saw that there was a strange guy on the ground, and there was a surging divine source fluctuation coming from his body. He thought for a moment, but then came down.
"This friend, I wonder what you called me for?"