Immediately afterwards, with the momentum of indomitable death and lifelessness, Caesar became even more crazy with a toothpick and poked Yang Shou.

"I'm really out of temper, don't I?"

Yang Shou couldn't shoot again, he was beaten passively, and he couldn't be angry. Without saying a word, Yang Shou turned around and left the basement and came back with a bottle of toilet water......

Seeing the gods fleeing at great speed, Caesar was suddenly a little confused, and he could feel that he seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact, he didn't even break the defense.

"The Gate of the Divine Realm has appeared! What tricks does this god want to play? lure me into the Divine Realm so that I can besiege and kill me with the gods?"

Caesar leaped to the top of the 100-meter mountain and looked up at the sun, which the god had just walked from, because the light bulb was installed in the basement doorway......

And the iron gate is the gate of the divine realm that Caesar just saw......

It didn't take long for the gate of the Divine Realm to open again, and Caesar bullied himself at the first moment, striking first and launching a surprise attack on Yang Shou.

"Liushen brand flower water, I don't believe it can't cure you!"

Yang Shou unscrewed the cap of the bottle and sprayed it up and down all over his body, feeling that Caesar's vitality was too tenacious and might not be enough, so he sprayed it again.

"Ahh

"What kind of breath is this? Divine power surges, containing poison! This must be a legendary divine art!"

Caesar pounced on Yang Shou's clothes, and when he was about to poke it, he was suddenly hit, his head was dizzy, his body staggered, and he almost fell.

"No! No matter how strong the magic is, it can't stop me, today, I will open peace for the human race and kill the gods for all generations!

Caesar roared, madly activating his life potential, and then ...... He carried the mosquito and insect killing effect of the flower water.

Yang Shou could feel that Caesar was about to be poisoned, but he didn't expect that with his willpower, his life would be sublimated again, and he was about to catch up with Xiaoqiang.

Subsequently, Yang Shou fell into the embarrassing situation of being passively poked......

"Fortunately, I was prepared!"

Yang Shou had long expected this situation, after all, he was the emperor who opened up an era, and he couldn't be too cautious, so he took out an electric mosquito swatter......

"I don't believe it won't hit you now!"

Pressing the switch, Yang Shou held an electric mosquito racket in the shape of a tennis racket and waved it wildly, and for a while it was inseparable from Caesar, regardless of victory or defeat.

At this moment, everyone in the world is paying attention to this battle between humans and gods, the strongest of the human race, the first emperor challenges the gods, in vain to hunt the gods, no matter what the result is, it will have a great impact on the fate of the human race.

If Kaiser the Great wins, then it is better to say, if he is defeated, then everything will be closed for the human race.

It can be said that at this moment, Emperor Caesar pinned all the hopes of the human race, even if they were tied to the point of no return to kill the gods, but they had no choice, it was impossible to pin their hopes on the mercy of the gods, right?

After Yang Shou took out the electric mosquito swatter, Kaisa suddenly felt a great pressure, the artifact, that is definitely the legendary artifact!

He could feel that the reticulation in the center of the artifact was filled with a magical power, and if he was hit, he would definitely die!

But so what?

Caesar's heart rose with boundless fighting intent, dodging the attack over and over again, and shouting over and over again: "Even if you have an artifact, but I have the fate of a race behind me, I can't lose, I won't lose, I dare not lose!"

"So, this is a blow that gathers all the strength of my body, and I will definitely win!"

Confidence, arrogance, pride, bravery, conceit, invincible, domineering, all kinds of emotions were expressed in Caesar the Great, he raised his head, proud, holding a huge stick, and sent the most powerful blow of his life to Yang Shou!

"Thorn-"

After the blow, the electric mosquito swatter also took this opportunity to hit him, and the electric current shuttled through him, instantly scorching him, losing his combat effectiveness, and falling to the ground.

"Suck-"

Yang Shou looked down at his knee, and a toothpick poked into his flesh sharply, although it didn't go deep, but it was obvious that he was broken.

Bleeding from an ant, holding a toothpick......

In the past, Yang Shou didn't dare to think about this, but now, he has seen how brilliant the amazing emperor of the human race generation is.

What a terrifying life level gap between him and Caesar, he still hurt himself!

"The power of an individual may really be able to make people move mountains and seas and cut down the sky retrograde!"

Yang Shou sighed with emotion in his heart, looking at the ant-like Kaisa on the ground, constantly vomiting blood, and his mood was very complicated.

Kaisa kept his eyes wide open, looking at Yang Shou, expecting that Yang Shou would not be able to hold on, and the next moment he fell to the ground, but after waiting for a long time, he found that Yang Shou was not abnormal.

His life-threatening blow was like a joke.

Despair, disbelief, shock, all kinds of looks appeared on his face, but there was no fear.

"I ...... Can I ask you a few questions before I die?"

Caesar struggled to his feet, holding his giant stick weapon in his arms, standing with his head held high, unyielding.

As a vanquished, he was not qualified to make a request, but he really wanted to know how big the gap was between him and the gods.

However, Yang Shou didn't know what he wanted to express, and the different species and language barrier caused them to not be able to communicate.

Caesar waited for a long time, smiled self-deprecatingly in frustration, looked up at Yang Shou, and suddenly burst out laughing, his voice getting louder and louder.

He pointed to the sky with one hand and God with the other, looking like he was crazy, but he was very sober and shouted with all his strength: "I, the human race, will never be a slave! Even if I die, I will never be a slave!"

The Terrans in the palace, many of whom wept for the dying Emperor, most of whom had been favored by him, and after figuring out why he had slaughtered the Terrans before, his feelings were very complicated.

But at this moment, they all shouted out the words with the emperor in unison: "My human race, never be a slave!"

See him off!

See off the butcher!

Although their lives are small and their voices are not loud, when they come together, they form an indescribable momentum, which makes Yang Shou can't help but remember this indigenous saying.

Later, after the language was spoken, the first thing he did was to translate this sentence, and he was shocked to understand the cause and effect.

"I, the human race, will never be a slave!"

Caesar listened to the Terran shouting this, and his laughter became even more crazy, and after a long time, there was no sound, and everyone realized that his body was still erect, even if he was dead, he did not bend half a minute.

Yang Shou looked at Caesar's death and felt sorry in his heart, although he didn't know why Caesar wanted to go against him, but for the matter of killing gods, he still had to punish the people of this world.

"From now on, there will be a one-day blackout. ”

Yang Shou pulled out a toothpick, threw it on the ground, walked out of the basement, and turned off the lights in the basement.

That's right, that's the punishment. In the previous basement world, there was no night at all, only the scorching sun hung high, and there was no day or night.

But today, Yang Shou decided to cut off the power to them as a punishment, otherwise every emperor born in the future would probably come to provoke him.

One day of power outage, that is 300 years of night, and the world will usher in 300 years of night.

The gods were gone, and they didn't slaughter the Terrans as everyone imagined, but the world suddenly went dark. The apes discovered that the sun, which they thought was immortal, had suddenly disappeared.

"It's God, He Destroys the Sun!"

"The Emperor failed to kill the gods, the gods became angry, and destroyed the sun of our world, and we will be plunged into endless darkness without light!"

"It's okay, we can make a fire to light it, as long as we get through it, the gods will one day forgive us and give us back the sun!"

The Terrans began a difficult road to survival, but no one complained that Kaiser the Great had angered the gods, but only justly called him a tyrant and a butcher in the history books.

Julius Caesar is dead, but the Terrans, as heirs of his will, are silently paying for his debts.

Flames lit up all over the world, and they cut down trees, used firewood for lighting, cooked, and struggled to multiply.

Sixty years of the Terrans, ten years after the Emperor's Destruction of the Heavens.

Ten years of cutting down trees and burning lighting have led to a sharp decline in trees throughout the world, especially without the sun, many trees have withered and died, and are not renewable.

The Terrans are facing a growing shortage of trees, and many have tried to find a place to burn trees, but all have failed.

After seventy years of the Terrans, the world's trees were completely consumed, and the new leader of the Terrans, Benem, discovered a new way to use the oil boiled by animals for lighting, and to raise animals on a large scale.

In the past 80 years, due to the non-regeneration of trees, a large number of animals lack food, the failure of the storage plan, the failure of the lighting method of the Terran animal boiling oil, the continuous shortage of animals and plants, and even caused the human race to face a shortage of food.

In the ninety years of the human race, a large number of human beings began to starve to death, and even in some areas, human beings began to eat their children.

In the royal palace of the war between man and god back then, Benem looked at the twists and turns gathered on the table from all over the world, and frowned.

"Father, did you anticipate the present situation? God did not do anything to us, but destroyed the sun, and we have survived for forty years, and now it is time for the extinction of the species. ”

Benem smiled bitterly and asked himself, "Of course you wouldn't have expected it, but if you did, with your pride, you would still challenge that god, even at the cost of the entire race!"

"However, you have one sentence that I agree with very much - I am a human race, and I will never be a slave!"

Benem took a deep breath and gave a plan on a notebook.

"Humanity's survival plan!"

In the forty years of the dark crisis, countless people have been working hard for the survival of the race, and finally, in forty years, a practical plan with thirty percent hope is placed on his desk.

"Even if it's one percent, it's enough for us to pour out all the resources of the whole clan to do it!"

Benem made the above instructions on this plan for the survival of mankind, and from then on, all the events of the human race began to make way for this plan.

Ten years later, in the hundredth year of the Terran era, people from all over the world continued to gather in the palace dungeon, where Benem was imprisoned.