Masked Rider from Marvel World

"Spike." Serhi looked at her very seriously, "I beg you for one thing."

Spike was stunned. This was the first time she had seen Serxi's attitude in the past seven thousand years. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva, "What's the relationship between us? If you have something to say, just say it directly. There's no need to 'beg'."

"I used to worry that you would be wronged living in Ling Ge's house, but now...

In short, no matter what, you must establish a good relationship with him.

This is very important, very, very important.”

"Hold this thigh tightly." Festus said, "It is much thicker than you think. Hold it tightly and no one in the multiverse will dare to bully you."

"With this support, no matter how big the trouble you get into, it won't be a problem in the future," Jingou added.

"Well... I am his sister now. I will not leave even if you don't tell me, but..." Spike paused and looked at the little rascal beside him awkwardly, "Sister, that..."

“No need to say anything.” Little Naughty crossed his arms, looked at the four Eternals meaningfully, and said with a smile: “I completely understand, after all, I was just picked up by him along the way.

So I understand you and them very well. I didn’t hear what you said just now.”

"Thank you!"

On the other side, Ling Ge slowly flew to the front of Alisem and the other ten gods, "Ahem! Everyone, I think you have talked about it!"

The ten gods' hearts skipped a beat. To them, Ling Ge's voice was no different from the devil's mumbling, but it was even more terrifying.

"We have almost finished discussing this," Alisem said in a deep voice. "Let's stick to the original terms. We will accept both the thousand-year term and the punishment of crucifixion."

"Wait, wait." Ling Ge waved his hands. "Did I remember it wrong? Didn't it mean that if Agamemnon loses to me, his working hours will be doubled?"

"Lingo!" Agamemnon immediately stood up and said in a weak voice: "Everyone has his own responsibility. I will work for you for two thousand years."

"You alone are not enough!" Ling Ge said meaningfully, "It's true that one person is responsible for his own actions, but the fact is that the ten of you joined the battle together, so...

A family should be together and together, so all of you stay!

After all, two thousand years is nothing to the gods."

"That's too much!" Alisem had a strange look on his face, but his voice sounded a little guilty. After all, it was a bit unfair to gather the power of ten gods on Agamemnon, but he didn't have time to think so much at that time.

“Well, that’s a bit excessive.

This rule cannot be applied to referees, otherwise it would make me look petty.

Alisem, you only need to work for a thousand years. I like you so much!"

"That's not what I meant?" Alisem said immediately.

"Oh? So you mean you've also worked for me for two thousand years?" Ling Ge touched his chin, "That would be so embarrassing!"

"It's not..."

Ling Ge's face suddenly darkened, "Don't tell me you're going to plead for them.

No matter whether it was ten years ago or ten years later, I have always given you enough face, more than once or twice.

But this doesn't give you the capital to press further. If you really want to, you can plead for them.

But I tell you, honest people are not easy to bully, so think carefully before you speak. "

Alisem immediately shut his mouth and just looked at his eight or nine colleagues with an apologetic look, looking helpless.

After a few seconds, Ling Ge nodded with satisfaction, "Keep silent, you finally didn't let me down."

1063. Those who are dissatisfied stand up and challenge one another, and reach an agreement peacefully

Ling Ge smiled and looked at the gods one by one, "Don't say I'm unkind. I'm giving you another chance now.

If anyone is dissatisfied, please come forward and have a good discussion with me."

"Are you sure that's just a theory?" Alisem asked hesitantly, "The kind that doesn't involve physical action?"

"A gentleman should speak rather than fight!" Ling Ge said confidently, "Of course, if we can't reach a consensus, we will be forced to fight."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, all the gods breathed a sigh of relief. The calculators and measurers even mustered up their courage and prepared to have another verbal battle with Ling Ge in order to reduce the time they were exploited.

But after hearing the second half of the sentence, they immediately stopped and ceased their activities.

"Ha!" Alisem laughed out of anger, "I admit that we can't beat you, but that's no reason for you to be unreasonable!

Is this any different from forcing us to submit in various ways?"

"There is a difference."

"Where? I can't see it."

"First of all, there is no Alisem in this 'we'.

Secondly, I am not being unreasonable. I am just seeking back the benefits that I deserve. This is only natural. After all, it was you who broke the rules of the game first.

I just don't want to suffer this loss, is there anything wrong with that?"

"But..."

"Don't say but." Ling Ge was a little impatient, his eyes suddenly became sharp, "Honest people are not so easy to bully, if anyone is dissatisfied, just stand up and fight."

"Don't be ridiculous." Alisem said with a wry smile, "You are too strong. Even if we impose some restrictions, we may not be your opponent."

"Oh! It seems that you have also realized the difference in strength between the two sides."

“I understand, so you are simply forcing me to do something that is out of my control.

Your so-called duel is based on crushing us, which is not fair at all."

"That's it." Agamemnon said weakly. He had just fought with Lingge. Apart from Alisem, he was the only one who had a clear understanding of Lingge's strength.

Ling Ge thought for a while and said seriously: "How about this! I will give you the fairness you want.

I don't need the power of Oma Zi-O, the power of time, or weapons. I will just give you one, no, two hands. Is that okay?

If there are more, I will just surrender.”

The gods looked at each other, apparently somewhat moved.

This condition is still very favorable for them. Although the chance of winning is not great, it is at least higher than that of Agamemnon before.

"I..."

The surveyor stood up and was about to speak when Alisem glared at him.

He was still stubborn at first, but as Gamennon joined Alisem's side, he was quickly defeated.

"Isn't it inappropriate for you to do this?" Ling Ge asked playfully.

Alisem ignored him and just looked at his colleagues who were eager to try. "I understand your ideas, but..."

"No, you can't understand." The analyst shook his head and said, "Arisum, you are the most rational and relaxed among us.

You don't have to be humiliated on a cross, you only work half the hours we do, and you only create stars, you don't have to participate in creating species, guiding and supervising their evolution and development.

More importantly, you can control the rest of your time much more freely than we do.

Comparing the two, even if the hope is slim, it is worth a try. After all... the chances of winning are slightly greater than those of Agamemnon."

Agamemnon's face turned dark instantly, and he felt as if he had been beaten to death by his good friend.

Alisem also smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that the reason these colleagues were so "impulsive" was partly because of himself.

As prisoners of war, my treatment was much better than theirs. It could be said that the difference was like heaven and earth.

Faced with this kind of psychological gap, it is understandable that the arrogant gods feel unhappy.

“Everyone, I won’t say sorry, and I won’t feel even the slightest bit of guilt.

But before you act, you'd better look up.

If anyone else wants to take this tiny chance, I won’t stop them.”

The eight gods were stunned for a moment, then looked up one after another, and the red light instantly came into their eyes.

"hiss!"

The sounds of people sucking in their breaths of cold air were heard one after another, and the fighting spirit that had just been ignited in the eight gods was severely poured with a bucket of cold water.

The super red giant star hanging above their heads told them that Ling Ge might not be able to kill them, the gods, with even his own hands.

"What do you think?" Arism saw that they had already subsided their fighting spirit, and pointed at the ice crystal cross behind Agamemnon in a teasing manner, "If this is not enough, how about that?

Don't forget what kind of treatment Agamemnon suffered before being released, and what kind of consequences you will have to bear after being released."

The gods were startled and took a step back at the same time.

"We were careless." Jeremiah said with some shame, "Fortunately you reminded us in time, otherwise we would not have been able to avoid a beating."

“I’m afraid it’s more than that. After the beating, the sentence will probably increase from 2,000 years to 4,000 years. He is definitely capable of doing such a thing.

This is no different from gambling, if you lose you have to pay the chips, but you have no chance of winning. "

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Ling Ge clapped his hands, "Well said.

If anyone still wants to challenge me, please stand out and let me see."

Half a minute passed and all ten gods remained silent.

They had to acknowledge Ling Ge's decision, but they also had their own pride. It was impossible for them to say it out loud, so they could only express their thoughts in this way.

"Why aren't you talking?" Ling Ge raised his eyebrows, then took out the Demon King Sword in front of the ten gods and wiped it pretentiously.

"What are you going to do?" Alisem asked immediately, fearing that Ling Ge would chop someone he disliked with his sword.

“You can’t blame me for this!

How would I know what they mean if they don’t say anything?”

Alyssam: ...

Silence is the same as consent, do you understand?

You are holding a weapon that can hurt the gods. Are you going to ask them one by one?

In fact, Alisem's worries soon came true. Ling Ge walked up to the analyst Jemiya with the Demon King Sword in hand and said with a smile, "I wonder if you are willing to work for me for two thousand years?"

Jeremiah clenched his fists and cursed in his heart.

He hadn't expected Ling Ge to be so mean and not give them the slightest bit of face. What made him feel even more unlucky and sad was that the first person Ling Ge asked was him.

If Agamemnon was the first bird to be shot, then he was the first worm to be eaten by the bird. It would be a lie to say that his feelings were not complicated.

But no matter how complicated his mood was at this moment, he had to accept it with a pinch of his nose, otherwise if Ling Ge was not careful, the sword would be on him.

Agamemnon had already demonstrated its power with his body, and he didn't want to prove it again.

"I...will."

"Very good." Ling Ge stroked the Demon King Sword, still putting on a smile, and looked at the other gods, "What about you?"

The gods looked at each other, but they knew they couldn't get away with it by keeping silent, so they nodded helplessly.

"Beautiful!" Ling Ge immediately put away the Demon King Sword. "Although your working hours have not doubled again, I am very pleased with your timely attitude!"

"Ahem!" Alisem sighed speechlessly, "You've already achieved your goal. There's no need to be sarcastic anymore."

Ling Ge chuckled awkwardly, showing an awkward but polite smile, "You know me, I am a kind person, once you start working, I will not be able to bully you as your boss.

It has not officially started yet, so this opportunity is precious!"

“Haha!” Alisem sneered in his heart, “You didn’t show any kindness when you were slaughtering people in the Life Tribunal.”

"That was self-defense." Ling Ge said seriously, "And a little counterattack."

Alisem made a 'huh' sound, "All ten of our God leaders are here. If you want us to work, we must have a place to work!"

"Don't worry, I will prepare it for you." Ling Ge said meaningfully, and then took out the Oma Zi-O Driver.

"Transform!"

[Blessing time! The most benevolent! The most kind! The most supreme! The most powerful king! Oma Zi-O]

The sound effect rang out, and the rolling magma spread infinitely in all directions. The golden energy field forced the ten gods back dozens of steps.

The rapidly flipping golden ring enveloped Ling Ge and gathered into a ball.

The next moment, the golden ball exploded, and the fragments disappeared in the lightning, and Oma Zi-O also appeared in the same place.

Ling Ge slowly raised his head, endless majesty bursting out from his body, and his dark red compound eyes brought enormous pressure to the ten gods, as if a super red giant star was pressing on their shoulders.