Chapter Twenty-Seven: Gambling and Getting What You Want The Lord God also has today

Many people are already as dead as ashes, one by one as mournful, their faces are pale and paralyzed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Only the Patriarch of the Red Plains calmed his mind at this moment, suddenly raised his head, looked at the phantom of Setolak, and said a little toughly: "Lord God, we just don't want to be like a puppet and go on like this forever." ”

The phantom of Setolak turned his head and looked at the Patriarch of Hongyuan fiercely, grinning, revealing a touch of hideousness: "I know you are an ant, twelve, right? It was you who first had the idea of betrayal." Puppet, everything you have is mine! Whatever I tell you to do, you will do it, and this is the price you will pay for gaining power and authority!"

"I've been paying for more than 100,000 years!"

The Patriarch of Hongyuan gritted his teeth: "Lord God, more than 100,000 years, I beg you to let me go!"

Then, without waiting for Setolak to speak, Patriarch Hongyuan said, "Lord God, we all know that you are in great trouble. Now, most of the Seventeen Divine Blood Holy Horsemen have gone, and only five remain. If you go to us again, you will be in a situation where no one is available. We want to be free, but we don't want to anger you. So, I have one condition here, and I hope you will listen to it, Lord God. ”

As soon as these words came out, the face of the Setolak Phantom changed for a while, and he looked at the Patriarch of the Red Plains, and he could hardly help but strangle him!

Because of these words, he united all the patriarchs!

Yes, they have a legacy!

They were sure that there was no one to use in Setolac. Without them, the world would really be out of Setolac's control!

Sure enough, the rest of the patriarchs, who had been lost and depressed, raised their heads one by one.

A few words popped out between Setolak's teeth: "Mole ant, Ann dare to threaten me!"

"It's not a threat. The Patriarch of Hongyuan actually stood up, he was not afraid, and said: "Lord God, you have seen that we have gathered together, which means that we have reached a tacit understanding. None of us want to go on like this. So, listen to me!"

Setolac was silent.

After a moment, he said slowly, "Aren't you afraid that I will take back my authority and choose a new patriarch?"

"It's too late. Patriarch Hongyuan said lightly: "Lord God, we know that everything about us is under your control, and you can take back the authority given to us at any time and let us lose most of our power." But now it's really too late. I still remember that more than 100,000 years ago, when you gave me strength, it took me a full fifty years to fully merge. And now, you don't have fifty years left to procrastinate. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the main material continent under the void: "Bloodless, Taiyi people, they are eyeing each other. If you deprive us of our power and choose a new patriarch, I don't think the new patriarch will be able to hold them back. ”

"It's just us. He laughed, "Lord God, the only one you can use now is us." ”

Setolak only felt endless humiliation!

Once upon a time, he was coerced like this?!

No!

Never!

As the controller of the vast majority of the world authority in this thousand worlds, he turned his palm into clouds, and his palm turned into rain, and he was all right!

Why did it get to this point?!

The phantom trembled, as if it was about to explode!

"Good, good, good!" Setolac gritted his teeth, "What a good wow! What a good patriarch for me!"

All the patriarchs, at this time, raised their hearts to their throats.

It's time to decide their fate at the last moment!

But seeing Setolak exhale a long breath, the heart of the Patriarch of Hongyuan suddenly relaxed.

He knew, Setolac compromised!

Sure enough, he heard Setolac say coldly: "Say, your conditions." ”

The Patriarch of the Red Plains showed a relaxed smile: "Lord God, we can use it for you, but only if the situation is not extremely bad. If the situation in this world is completely out of your control, then we will leave you. Until then, however, we will still do our duty to help you suppress the rebels and do our best to keep the world stable for you. If you calm the world and kill those fleas and reptiles, I hope you will promise to let us go!"

Setolak laughed: "It's really a good plan! If the situation is not right, he will betray me, and if the situation improves, he will betray me." Say, how could I agree to the conditions of you ants!"

"You will say yes. The Patriarch of Hongyuan did not move: "Because you must agree, otherwise the situation in this world will be out of your control immediately." ”

Setolak looked at the patriarch and thought in his heart how to break it into pieces, but he had already figured it out, since these people had decided to betray and say these words in front of him, then there was no return.

Had to say yes!

He glanced at the patriarchs lightly, and suddenly nodded: "Okay, I'll answer." ”

The Red Plains Patriarch laughed, and the other Patriarchs followed suit.

Setolak snorted coldly, turned around and was about to disperse the projection, but was stopped by the Patriarch of the Red Plains: "Lord God is slow." ”

"Huh?!" Setolak turned, squinting slightly, glaring at him.

"I hope that the Lord God will make an oath in the name of the authority of the world. As long as we don't make a move on the Lord God, the Lord God will not make a move on us!"

This is the last condition of the Patriarch of the Red Plains.

He knew very well that if there was no guarantee, when Setolac came to his senses, they would not escape death! Therefore, he had to ensure that Setolac would not attack them.

The response, of course, was that they didn't shoot at Setolac.

Setolak's breathing was heavy, and his gaze was even more terrifying, but he met the determined gaze of the Patriarch of the Red Plains, thinking that if they didn't make a vow, it would be even more unacceptable if they rebelled en masse and mingled with those people.

So it was -- I had to swear.

Then it dissipates directly.

Seeing Setolac disappear, everyone fell silent for a long time, and then shouted and cheered in unison, they had won!

In front of the mighty Lord God of Setolak, they actually won the opportunity to be free! What kind of happiness and ease is this?!

Indescribable!

"Twelve, you are so good! When the Lord God came, I hardly dared to move, and you were able to negotiate terms with him!"

"Yes, Twelve, thanks to you, otherwise, we would never have been able to get out of his control. ”

Thanksgiving and thanks, so that the patriarch of Hongyuan was also happy.

He laughed, "Actually, I was also betting, we didn't know how big the trouble was with the Lord God, but now it seems that I was right." He is in trouble like never before, and he can't even do it himself, so he can only rely on us. That's what we rely on. ”

Hearing this, the rest of the patriarchs couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind their backs, and when they looked at the gaze of the patriarch of Hongyuan, they became less grateful.

Seeing this, the Patriarch of Hongyuan couldn't help but say, "You may blame me for making my own decisions, but we have violated the taboo of the Lord God by gathering together. If we don't resist, at least two or three of us will be stripped of our strength by him and used to deter us. What's more, the situation in this crimson world is dire now. Needless to say, that Taiyi person was able to kill the twelve Divine Blood Holy Horses in one fell swoop, and its arrogance was not something we could resist. If the Lord God is still in trouble and cannot get out of it himself, then most of this world will be taken away from the Lord God by them. At that time, we, as the patriarch of the Lord God, bore the brunt of the disaster, and we could not escape death. ”

Speaking of this, he said solemnly: "I didn't do anything wrong, I am for all of us, for our thirteen old friends!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions gradually softened, and their eyes became gentle.

Someone sighed, "Yes, Twelve is right. Just by looking at the Lord God's patience and acceptance of such conditions, we know that he basically can't take action in person, so he relies on us so much. And I don't think that with just thirteen of us, we can kill all the people of Wuxue and Taiyi. It's time to prepare for the back road..."

"So, when things are irreparable, where are we going to go? ”

"The multiverse. The Patriarch of Hongyuan was categorical: "That is the great universe, infinitely vast, and there are countless strong people." Even the main god didn't dare to mess around in the multiverse. As long as we go to the multiverse, even if the main god wants to trouble us in the future, he is not the master of the multiverse after all, how can he find us?"

"That makes sense!"

...

An inexplicable void, looking up, stands a wall of light, infinitely large, infinitely high and deep. Left and right, there is no shore.

This is the cosmic fetal membrane!

Here, there is a void between the multiverse and the crimson world.

There are levels in the world, for example, the world tree twelve-dimensional world is the lowest world. A dimension is not a small world. Perhaps the twelve dimensional worlds together can be comparable to a small Qian.

Whether it is a dimension, a small thousand, or even a middle thousand, or a world like the multiverse that transcends the vast and almost chaotic universe, it has its own fetal membrane.

Like a baby's placenta, it protects the world and absorbs the origin of the universe as much as possible, causing the world to grow gradually until it is limited.

The multiverse and the crimson world are roughly one master and one slave. The crimson world is like a fruit growing in the multiverse. There are barriers, but they are not completely closed.

Because of this, that Setorac can go to the multiverse to stir up the storm, and Taiyi people can also come to the crimson world from the multiverse.

Otherwise, with the barrier of the cosmic fetal membrane that is almost at the level of the chaotic universe, not to mention a mere Taiyi person, let alone the power level between the true immortal and the heavenly immortal in the heyday of the Setorak, I am afraid that only the existence of the Innate God of Death, the Holy Mother of the Netherworld, who is in solidarity with the universe, can pass through this fetal membrane with the help of a body of origin power.

Ordinary monks, entering the realm of Daluo, this cosmic fetal membrane is the biggest cage!

In the void between the cosmic fetal membrane and the crimson world, there was a Taoist who was sitting cross-legged.

In the palm of his hand, he held a pure red heart, radiating a glittering brilliance.