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Volume 2: Those who disobey, divide heaven and man: Chapter 92: The gods finally descend

(ps Chapter 92: Go Forward! Gods! It is a bug and cannot be deleted! Don’t open it! Don’t open it! Don’t open it!)

Facts have proven that human beings’ ability to adapt mentally is time-tested.

After discovering that the sea surface hanging high above like the sky seemed to be unable to cause any substantial damage.

People from all over the world, urged by their respective companies and units, began to travel in an endless stream.

Continue with your work and life.

As for why the capitalists are so timely?

One is due to nature.

Secondly, governments of various countries, which already knew something, took action personally.

Scientists from various countries on the Internet were explaining the situation in a very tacit understanding.

Something about solar storms causing electronic memories from hundreds of millions of years ago, or quantum mechanics, no matter whether it's nonsense or not, there will definitely be people who believe it.

What's more, it is the result of joint efforts of various elite scientists and even governments of various countries.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that the "water" brought down by the miracle has no texture at all, and the reason for setting it this way is also for Kang Hao to make it easier for the real government to whitewash itself.

Of course, this was something Kang Hao only thought of later.

Before that, Kang just subconsciously thought that if someone was squatting when the sea level swept over, Oli Ge... Ugh (°`°〃)

That picture is so beautiful...

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"Which of the heavenly relatives in this world has accomplished something great? Is it destiny that heaven and humans are separated?"

"As the goddess of fate, but not knowing the destiny, it only adds to the ugliness."

“However, the donor was able to comprehend the mystery of the void and recognize the vastness of the “world”. Although it was due to power, it was also an opportunity. And I was born in this world by order, which was also fate. Why not become my disciple, which would also be a great fate for you.

In the underworld, before the divine realm and before the "mystery", a Bodhi tree took root in the void, and a middle-aged man with a peaceful face sat under the Bodhi tree.

"Although I have not incarnated in the East, I also know your routines. Want me to become your disciple? Vishnu, you are too arrogant!" The huge goddess with waist-length black hair, surrounded by the galaxy, holding countless colorful silk threads, said disdainfully.

"I am Siddhartha Gautama, only Siddhartha Gautama, not Vishnu as the donor said."

Seeing that the goddess of fate rejected what he said, Siddhartha Gautama did not show any expression and responded calmly.

And our goddess of fate has no idea what she has missed, which is the opportunity for true transcendence that she has always dreamed of.

"You, if she could think straight, why would she be entangled with you and me until now?"

The white-haired old man lying on his side beside the Bodhi tree came back to his senses from the book in his hand, in which "xxx Anthology 3" was vaguely visible, and said helplessly.

The old man raised the scroll in his hand and said, "So people need to improve themselves. For example, if I had this book, my job as the keeper of the archives would have been much easier."

"Does the Lord agree?"

The goddess of fate was stunned at first, then she retorted: "I have never hindered their development. You! And that little devil outside! You are going too far!"

The old man and the middle-aged man smiled similarly, and then said in unison: "You are blocking the road."

In one of the countless threads in the hands of the goddess of fate, the blonde naked fate remained expressionless watching the performance of her two sisters, then glanced at the two people under the bodhi tree and cursed inwardly.

"No matter how cunning you are, you still want to drink my bath water. You never thought that I am still a killer!"

"After I deal with that troublemaker, I'll come with my two sisters to deal with you two."

He glanced at Kusanagi Godou, who was fighting an unknown number of Gods of Disobedience, and then set his eyes on the Mirror of Destiny again.

"Now that the initial flood has ended, the enormous power that enveloped Nippur should have been sent to the miracle."

"That is to say..."

As the goddess of fate was thinking, the mirror of fate, which was made of silk threads, became blurry.

In a trance, the magnificent golden city appeared on the mirror.

"really!!!!"

In order to deal with the gods that were about to descend, Kang Hao directly lifted the entire royal city to the sky, and the cherubim guarding the city had all come outside the city. The huge and majestic giants leaned against the tall and majestic city walls that stood in the sky.

And at this moment, the only place in the world can be shrouded in light.

Outside the royal city of Nippur, under the shining sun, the void once again cracked open the portal to the underworld.

Then the clouds rolled and gathered under the gate. A strong man who was dozens of meters tall, with bulging muscles and a wild look was the first to step out of the gate and stand on the clouds.

He was wearing a frayed cape, dirty rags, a leather breastplate, and slippers. However, in contrast to this rough attire, he was full of the majesty of a king.

The strong man is above the clouds.

“Hahahahahahaha!”

"As for arriving!, it's not easy."

"Finally, we have the chance to wipe out this stain. The Executioner of Fate has done a good job."

"Impersonating the Heaven's Contract!!! Your death is imminent!"

The giant's laughter resounded through the sky like thunder, but his eyes, looking towards somewhere on the earth, revealed intense anger.

At this time, new gods came out from the gate.

He was a petite boy wearing a rag-like coat and had a cute face. He was about fifteen years old. ---------Veleslana, the god of war.

"Haha! Indra, you are the second one after all."

Seeing the handsome young man appear not far from him, Mekal's bearded face showed a faint smile.

"What? Are you leaving? Don't you want to take a look around this royal city?"

Veleslana greeted Mekal generously.

"Ah, nothing to see, just things that are long gone."

"Besides, I don't want to offend any petty grandfather. What's more... the mountain of Olympus that I and my allies created is no less high than this royal city."

Mekal said with a smile, emitting the aura of a god of wisdom.

"If you want to leave, hurry up. It will be difficult to escape if other gods come."

As the handsome young man spoke, he no longer looked at Mekal beside him but concentrated on admiring the royal city where the gods lived.

"That's right." Lightning suddenly appeared around Mekal and he flew away into the distance.

"I just don't know how long the divine power you carry can last under the miracle of your grandfather, Mekal."

A moment later, other gods came out of the portal one after another.

"Nippur, it's been a long time since we last met..."

Ishtar, the goddess of Venus, looked at the royal city in the sky in front of her and sighed at the old place deep in her memory.

"Why do I feel like someone is watching me?"

In the mirror of the goddess of fate, Kang Hao on the throne of Duerangi turned his head and looked around, and then looked at the visual angle of the mirror of the goddess of fate

"You, are looking at me!"

"boom!"

As Kang Hao's gaze moved to the angle of the mirror, the mirror in front of the goddess of fate suddenly shattered with a violent roar.

Volume 2: Those who disobey, divide heaven and man: Chapter 93: Mr. Jin's flag is recovered

New York, located on the Atlantic coast in southeastern New York State, is the largest city and largest port in the United States. The New York metropolitan area is one of the largest urban areas in the world, and is known as the "New York-London-Port" together with London, England and Hong Kong, China.

The Empire State Building is the most famous skyscraper in the New York City skyline. It is 381 meters high and has 102 floors. In 1951, a 62-meter-high antenna was added, bringing the total height to 443.7 meters.

Even such a huge monster was still easily covered by the sea level that turned into the sky.

And above the skyscraper, after rising to higher heights countless times, just barely emerging from the ocean, stands a Greek-style door.

"Not ready yet? Why are you taking so long?"

Mr. Jin, whom we haven't seen for a long time, looked at the reward points on his panel that were rapidly passing by, and his face turned dark.

"I told you before that something was wrong here and asked you to run away quickly, but you didn't listen. Is it okay now?"

The system's voice sounded in Mr. Jin's mind with a rather speechless tone.

Mystical cleansing is not a simple way of clearing out the chaos of magical elements, but a thorough and irreparable cutting and grinding of the concept of rules.

It can be said that from now on there is no soil for mysterious existence in this world.

Although because the main body that needs to be cleansed - the Netherworld - the Divine Realm - the Mystery, has just begun to be covered, all the powers can still be used, but they are already consumables. For example, our Mr. Jin is now using his reward points.

"I shouldn't have come to this damn place. Not only did I not make any money, but I almost lost all my family fortune." Looking at the door that was gradually emitting light, Mr. Jin couldn't help but feel like crying.

Trying to teleport to another multiverse from a world that doesn't even have the concept of mysterious rules by using magic is about as difficult as trying to play games online with people from another universe in a place where there is no concept of the Internet.

You can imagine how much reward points you need to spend.

But even so, it is only possible to use the teleportation technique at such a high altitude.

"Don't feel bad at this time. It's a matter of life and death. Why do you have so many demands?"

Looking at the stupid host who couldn't tell the difference between the important and the unimportant, the system could only persuade him earnestly: "You can earn more reward points if you lose them, but you can really lose your life if you lose it. And I feel a little bad. I can tell you in advance that the inter-dimensional portal will open in a few minutes. It will take about 20 minutes to transfer again. This is still a normal world. I have no idea about this hellhole now. If you miss it, you may not be able to leave."

"How many minutes?" Mr. Jin said speechlessly, "I'm not a moron. How could I not be able to walk through a door in a few minutes?"

"Alas, sometimes you are even worse than an idiot. Don't you have any idea why you were chosen?" Of course, the system would never let Mr. Jin know this.

In order to ensure that there are no accidents, almost all system creators have started to have a systematic host selection system after the first few unlucky people failed.

A top talent? Why do we need him? Don’t you think he’s not dying fast enough?

A normal person? Why would you want him?

Yes, normal people don’t want that.

After all, most normal people have the potential to take off after getting the opportunity, and in fact most people lack an opportunity. If pigs can fly in the storm, let alone humans?

Especially when there are super masters like Yunzhong and Yuchen who run around blindly recruiting disciples, they have deceived countless masterminds and made them cry without tears, lose all their money, or even lose both their money and their lives.

So we have to cut it again.

After most normal people have been eliminated, one can imagine what kind of people become hosts.

Therefore, those time travelers who now have their own cheats are basically those ugly people who have no idea of ​​the immensity of heaven and earth and only care about their lower bodies.

For example, those powerful people who want to hook up with big shots like Nuwa, Houtu, and Queen Mother of the West were born under this system.

Cannon fodder should look like cannon fodder!

Just as the system was complaining mercilessly, the Gate of Legend began to emit bursts of roars.

The consciousness realized that the portal was ready, and the system said hurriedly: "Okay! Let's go."

He really didn't want to stay in this damn place for even a minute longer.

"I know, I know."

"Oh, my money."

But just when Mr. Jin was only one step away from the portal, something strange happened.

A bolt of lightning like a spear from the sky came rushing from the end of the sky and hit Gilgamesh directly, blasting him dozens of meters away.

A broad hand pressed on the door frame carved with gorgeous patterns.

"For now, I will call you the Covenant of Heaven."

"So! Heaven's Contract, where is the weapon you used before? Let me take another look!"

Although he was wearing very rough clothes, with dirty rags and leather covering his chest and a tattered cloak draped over his body, he was full of majesty.

Look at Mr. Jin who walked out of the lightning unharmed, and look at the familiar figure blocking the portal.

"Me...Mekar???"

"I told you to set the flag blindly, now it's over!"

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