Two-thirds of the human gods in Qixia Mountain have become greedy, ignoring the interests of the entire human race, and only caring about their own small interests, which has a lot to do with the inaction of the human emperor.

Early Terran Deity: The Human Emperor doesn't care about anything, it shouldn't be a problem for me to deduct a little bit of resources. Yes, I'll deduct a little less, bitter, what can I do with this salary?

Mid-term Terran Deity: Hey, I've embezzled so much, even if the Emperor finds out, it's a death, it's better to let the future generations live a little better, and then be a little more corrupt, by the way, this person has a grudge against my family, and we must not let him become a god and get him stuck.

The gods of the human race in the later period: The emperor of the people doesn't care about anything, forget it, my handwriting can be a little bigger, anyway, for so many thousands of years, the emperor of the people is the same as the ornaments, there is no other appearance of him, recently my daughter-in-law needs an artifact, I'll take it.

After the prophet God came to Qixia Mountain: Oh, hairy boy, you want us to give up our interests? How is it possible that you want us to obey your orders? Phew, what the hell. The emperor can't control us, do you want to care?

Even if there is the coercion of the plague god, these gods are not impressed: heh, anyway, the plague god can't reside in Qixia Mountain, we can stay for a while at this stage, and wait for the plague god to leave and forget the things here, wouldn't it be beautiful for us to restore the previous situation.

So, these gods of Qixia Mountain were honest for a while, but they never really gave up, after all, this piece of corruption cake is really too big, even if the treasure house of the emperor has been emptied, they still don't give up.

Yes? Do you want to become a god and apply for resources? If you look at this ranking, at least it will be 10,000 years later, huh? You want to be a little ahead, you see, you don't know the rules so much. Am I giving you nothing to do?

So, these little guys who want to become gods of the Terran legend level, before they can apply for resources, they have to give out some resources first, isn't this nonsense?

Even if you give out this part of the resources, do you think you can get the resources to become a god? Impossible, these gods are like poisonous insects lying on people's stomachs and sucking blood, how can they give up if they don't suck you completely dry.

Almost every time you apply, you will be blocked by the gods, what is the purpose? It's not about asking you for benefits. Thirty percent of the legendary-level little guys are lucky enough to be able to get god-level resources, but the remaining seventy percent will end up depressed all their lives, even if they dedicate all the wealth in the area under their jurisdiction to the gods, they will not be able to get god-level resources.

You have taken a fancy to the god-becoming resources of Qixia Mountain, but the gods value your filial piety every time.

In this way, after the number of gods of the human race reached a thousand, it was impossible to break through.

To know? Even the mechanical tyrannosaurus clan has soared in the number of gods in a short period of time. And the size of the Terrans? How can the mechanical tyrannosaurus clan be compared, and then there is the secret support of the plague god.

After so many years, the steady development of the human race, it should not be a problem for the number of gods to break 5,000, and even if you work hard, it is possible to break 6,000, but in the end, these talents of the human race are like meteors, and they have not bloomed their own light before they fall.

Could it be that these people are not geniuses? No, it's a god who steals from a high position? I don't want to let the Terrans have more gods.

After all, once you become a god, not only do you have to give your fair share, but what if you don't have the same heart as them.

As a result, Qixia Mountain became more and more smoky.

The prophet God understood this best, and he wanted to change it, and he worked hard to achieve it, but in the end, it didn't work much.

The prophet God told the truth, and he was tired. The original ambition eventually became a waste of water and disappeared. Even if the Plague Law God supported him behind him, he was still like this, let alone the Human Emperor who was supported by the dead wood.

The Human Emperor himself also felt the problem of the human gods, but he was powerless to solve it, which is why as soon as the prophet God came, he abdicated, he wanted the prophet god to change the current situation, but obviously, the prophet god also failed.

Such an outcome that allows both sides? Not satisfied.

In the end, the Emperor of the People, the Prophet and the Divine One, came up with a plan for drawing salaries from the bottom of the kettle: this time the battle for the territory must be fought to the death. These corrupt gods? After so many years, the body has been hollowed out by the wine and let them fight to the death? Will it work? The answer is no, but the prophet God, the emperor of men wants their lives.

If this batch of moths does not die, Qixia Mountain will never be able to develop, this is for sure.

So, the emperor of men, the prophet God directed and acted in a good play. Use the treasure trove of the Plague God as bait to drive them crazy, and in their craziest moments, let the Plague God appear and support the overall situation.

So, there is this scene just now.

That's how the whole thing happened.

The human emperor and the prophet god glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths slightly upward, and they all saw the satisfaction in each other's eyes.

This matter has finally come to an end.

"Prophet God senior, we still need to plan carefully, how to improve the strength of the gods in such a short period of time."

That's the whole thing. Terran? You can't lose.

So, the remaining nearly 400 gods met again.

The meeting lasted for three days, and strategic arrangements were made on how to enhance strength.

The resources left by the Plague Law God, the Human Emperor's idea was to use them all, but they were rejected by these conscientious gods.

"Your Majesty, you must not be like this, there are thousands of geniuses of my human race. How can you dry up and fish? ”

"That's right, this batch of materials has to be kept for our children and grandchildren, and we can't use them."

"Your Majesty, stay, we have already gotten five pieces each, and that's enough."

"Yes, yes, this battle, who knows life and death, keep it."

These words made the emperor's heart warm. The backbone of these people has never been broken, the hearts of these people have never been black, these gods are the hope of the human race, the gods of the human race

When the gods left one after another, a trace of sorrow appeared on the corners of the mouth of the prophet god and the human emperor, and he looked at the prophet god and asked uncertainly: "Prophet God senior, do you say that our battle can be won?" ”

To tell the truth, the human emperor already knew the answer in his heart, and this question was just to confirm with the prophet God.

"Yes, our Terrans will be able to win."

The prophet God was well aware of the emperor's worries, but he still said firmly that he would not give him any psychological burden.

"Well, I also believe that our Terran will be able to win."

The Emperor of People, the Prophet and God all sighed in their hearts: This time? Why did they win? Is it based on these wine bags and rice bags?

"The people of the three southeastern districts? Want to transfer? ”

This question is the most important issue at the moment.

The moment the Emperor finished speaking, he wanted to take it back.

Regardless of whether this battle is won or lost, the three southeastern districts are absolutely unable to move so far. Domino effect.

If the people of the three southeastern districts were to relocate, wouldn't it mean that the emperor had no confidence in this war. Before fighting, how can you fight?

"I can't move."

The prophet God spat out this sentence, although he knew that the human emperor was an unintentional move, but this bad person? Let's do it. In any case, the three southeastern districts cannot be chaotic, this is the bottom line.

"Uh-huh."

The Human Emperor paused for a moment, and then spoke leisurely: "Prophet God senior, if I fall this time, Qixia Mountain can please ask you, you must hold up Qixia Mountain." ”

The prophet God was silent, not reacting in any way, not knowing whether it was unity, opposition, or inaction

The human emperor turned around and left, he has been in retreat all these years, and it can be regarded as a small gain. These days are just enough to summarize what he has gained over the years to see if he can leave his legacy to the human race.

The prophet looked at the back of the human emperor, and immediately knew in his heart that this human emperor was afraid that he was not going to duel with the intention of dying. This? Either way, he couldn't live.

The prophet God also wanted to go to war, but he was not a human race. He can't participate in the war, and in this battle, he must plan a new human emperor for the Terrans. The human emperor can die, but the inheritance of the human emperor cannot be broken.

In the entire Mandate of Heaven, there are always people who should be the emperor of men when they are born.

In front of the Human Emperor Hall in Qixia Mountain, eight hundred and one gods knelt down here, silently accepting the punishment of the plague god. But can they be willing? Most of them are unwilling.

Perhaps some of these Terran gods are sincerely repentant, but many more are full of hatred in their eyes. Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents, and the plague god wants to pull out their family and their roots together.

Plague Law Divine Order: These eight hundred and one legendary heirs of the Sin God Family must participate in the war, whether they are disabled or not, whether they are at their peak or not, they must participate in the war. Now that you have enjoyed the resources that your ancestors gave you, then? You have to fight for the Terrans.

Aren't these gods embezzling for so many years just to make the lives of their children and grandchildren a little better? Right now? It's all gone.

In this case, would these Terran gods dare to resist? Dare to protest? I didn't dare at all, so I could only pray in my heart that if I could run away, I would run away.

The heirs of these gods, who have long been pampered, heard that they were sent to war, didn't this send them to death? So one by one they made a fuss again.

"I'm not going, my grandfather, I'm going to ask my grandfather to save me from this battle."

"Fuck off, Lao Tzu is not going, Lao Tzu's ancestors have already shed enough blood for the human race, we should enjoy it."

"Made, you bastards, don't you know who I am? My grandfather is a god of heaven. ”

"This kind of thing of sending people to death, they should be let go like untouchables, why should I wait?"

"Untouchables, the competition is a gift from our god family, and you are not grateful."

The heirs of these god families don't seem to have a little brain, at this time, they still want to make trouble, and they still want to turn the sky upside down, and still turn the human race outside the god family? Call it a pariah.

At this moment, the god who carried out the order was furious on the spot, Made, it turns out that the human race still has such a large number of uh moths, roll over with me, go to Qixia Mountain and kneel.

These descendants of the gods were easily grasped by the gods, and let them kneel in Qixia Mountain, together with their fathers.

Enjoying so many resources that don't belong to them, now? One by one, they all want to escape, how is it possible.

"Grandpa save me."

"I don't want to kneel, it's such a shameful thing."

"Don't touch me, you me off, take away your dirty hands."

Even if they were forcibly dragged here, these divine heirs still couldn't tell the reality. In the end, the law enforcement gods killed a few of them themselves, which made them quiet, and one by one they curled up on the ground like quails, never daring to resist again.

It's going to die, it's really going to die.

Looking at the appearance of these evil species, the gods who enforced the law couldn't help but sigh: Hey, Terran? It's really hopeless.

With the massive resources of the human race, these wastes were finally cultivated, which may be the sorrow of the human race. It would be a shame to let them go to war.

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