Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 816

"Perfect Brandlis, the perfect man, I really admire you." The voice of the God of War was like the roar of swords and the collision of lightning. Compared with the last time, it added a bit more of the breath of "war".

His voice echoed in the divine realm, as if every word carried the power of thousands of troops.

"Thank you for your appreciation, but I don't think you called me here to talk about this." Although Perfecto decided to maintain a somewhat communicative attitude, there was not much respect for the God of War in her words.

Her tone was cold, even with a hint of sarcasm, as if the person standing in front of her was not a main god, but an ordinary opponent.

This is undoubtedly something that the gods and their servants cannot tolerate.

Finally they could no longer resist and let out violent shouts, and even drew their swords and other weapons and struck them, as if challenging Perfect.

In the audience seats, swords flashed and angry roars rose one after another, and the entire divine realm seemed to be ignited in an instant.

Perfect didn't care about it. The more the enemy cares, the more it proves that you are doing the right thing.

These guys' reaction was so big that Perfectcot felt they were really humble and pathetic.

Each of them was stronger than her and had lived longer than her, and among them were some of the most powerful heroes who had once been among mankind.

But these gods and their servants have no self at all. They are simply the background for the conversation between Perfectoct and the God of War.

Because when they were clamoring, the God of War just raised one hand, and these guys immediately shut up and sat down again.

Perfect saw all of this and couldn't help but shake her head and said, "These guys are so pitiful. Don't they have any self-esteem?"

Perfectot's words immediately caused another commotion, but it was obvious that the God of War's previous actions made them dare not say anything more.

"No, they have their own selves, but they have dedicated themselves to me." The God of War simply explained this, and then told the reason why he invited Perfecto to the Divine Realm: "I think you have heard that the gods are about to launch a war against you. Although that elf is not in the gods' plan, she did serve as a declaration of war, and you are indeed ready to fight."

The elf mentioned by the God of War is naturally Ellie. It was from her that Perfectocte learned that the gods wanted to launch a new round of attacks on humans, and he built the floating city in response to this news.

But at this moment, Perfect simply chuckled with disdain: "What kind of self can a yes-man have? They may be able to think for themselves, but they can't even figure out who they are."

At this point, Perfect paused for a moment, then sneered at the God of War, "So you called me here to persuade me to surrender? Or do you want to carry out the so-called 'decapitation strike'? No matter which one it is, I will accompany you to the end!

But if you want to use the 'decapitation strike', I will certainly die, but half of these small fish here may die. Do you think it is worth it?"

As Perfecto said this, she also activated alchemy, changing the physical structure and material composition of the compacted earth ground beneath her feet.

Her fingers trembled slightly, as if some power was quietly brewing.

Facing Perfect's small action, the God of War did not show any emotional fluctuations. He just leaned forward slightly, his eyes calm and deep, as if he had seen through everything.

His voice was deep and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty: "This land needs the existence of gods to maintain the operation and balance of the laws. This is the foundation of the world and the basis for the existence of all things."

"Maintain the operation and balance of the laws?" Perfect sneered, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were as sharp as knives, piercing the God of War: "Your so-called laws and balance are just to maintain your rule over the world!
Humans do not need gods to tell us what is law and what is balance! We can establish order in our own way and protect the world with our own strength. "

The God of War was not angry at her rebuttal. Instead, he sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "You misunderstood. What I meant by maintaining the operation and balance of the laws is not for the purpose of ruling, but to maintain the underlying logic of the operation of this world.

In words you can understand, the gods are the stable anchor of this world, and our existence ensures that this world can run smoothly.

Once the gods are lost, the laws will lose their stable anchor, and the entire world will fall into chaos and collapse, eventually leading to the destruction of the entire world."

Perfect frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

She had indeed never heard of such a statement, and the former God of Wisdom had never mentioned it to her.

She was silent for a moment, then raised her head, her eyes full of temptation and questioning: "What if I kill you all and replace you with a new god? Even if there must be a god, it doesn't necessarily have to be you, right?"

The God of War remained calm, as if he had anticipated her question.

He slightly turned sideways and changed to a more relaxed sitting posture, and there was even a hint of appreciation in his tone: "Having said that, do humans really have the ability to accomplish the feat of killing all the gods?
Even though under your leadership, humans may have the power to kill gods, this war will inevitably cost humanity a heavy price.

Have you ever thought that if humans and gods could work together to maintain the laws and balance of this world, perhaps the world would become a better place?"

"Cooperation?" Perficot scoffed at the God of War's proposal, his tone still full of disdain: "What you call cooperation is nothing more than making humans your vassals!

We don't need such 'cooperation', we need freedom - real freedom! Humans will never again become slaves of the gods!"

The God of War's gaze narrowed slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He stood up slowly, his tall figure casting a shadow in the divine realm, and the air around him seemed to grow heavier.

His voice was low and slow, with an irresistible force: "In this case, let us see whether human will can replace the duties of the gods!
The war between gods is about to begin, Perfect Brandlis, I hope you will not regret your decision today."

Perfect did not flinch, meeting the gaze of the God of War with a determined fire burning in his eyes.

Her voice was clear and powerful, as if she was declaring an unshakable belief: "I never regret my choice! If the war between gods is inevitable, then let it come even more violently!
Human beings will never submit to the rule of any gods! We will use our own hands to create our own future. "

(End of this chapter)