Masked Rider from Marvel World

You don't know them, and you don't have any feelings for them, so there's no need to sympathize with them.

Besides, there are countless worlds destroyed in the universe because of the appearance of God. Can you sympathize with them?"

Spike: ...

“I understand the truth, and my sympathy is not as great as Serxi’s.

So, please listen to me, that’s not what I meant.”

"Then what do you mean?"

“There are many worlds destroyed by the appearance of God. We really can’t save them.

But what if we save some of them?

Save some elites with relatively high character and IQ, and control their age at the same time.

This way you can have the intelligent life you want, and it won’t affect the progress of the God’s manifestation, and it will also leave some sparks for the originally destroyed civilization.”

Ling Ge was stunned for a while, then clapped his hands in admiration, "As expected of my sister, she is as smart as me.

See, this is the best of both worlds, no, the best of all three."

Seshi smiled awkwardly and nodded, "It's indeed a good idea."

Ling Ge looked at Alisem, "What do you think?"

"As long as it doesn't affect the progress of the God's appearance, I have no objection."

"Well said, then I'll leave this task to you."

"What?" Alisem was a little confused. "Are you serious?"

"Very serious." Ling Ge said seriously: "After all, you are the boss of the Eternals. No one knows the progress of the gods appearing in the multiverse better than you."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I'm sorry to decline."

"Why?" Serhi couldn't help but ask. Although she was under a lot of pressure facing Alisem, she still mustered up the courage to look Alisem in the face for the sake of those innocent lives.

"Freedom is precious. According to the agreement between him and me, I only need to create one star every year, and the rest of the time is at my disposal.

Keeping fire alive for other civilizations is a waste of time for me."

"This..." Serhi looked at Ling Ge nervously, "Is this true?"

“That’s the theory.

I am not someone who goes back on his word. I will not force Alisham to do anything he does not want to do."

Serxi took a few steps back in a daze, her face turning pale, but she was the second generation Eternal Supreme after all, and she quickly recovered.

"Sexi, calm down. You can't save everyone anyway."

"I know, but...I still can't help but feel disappointed."

Ling Ge was silent for a while, "Arisum, how about we make another deal."

"No, I don't want anything to do with you anymore.

Don't ask me to help you save people, it's meaningless."

"Okay!" Ling Ge shrugged, "I was thinking that if you do me this favor, I would spare the other gods from being punished on the cross!

Since you don’t want to, forget it.”

Before Alisem could react after he finished speaking, the other gods' eyes lit up and they all looked at Alisem.

Why did they spend so much effort? Wasn't it to stay away from the cross? Now that the opportunity is right in front of them, Alisem actually wants to give up.

Don't even think about it. Today he has to agree whether he agrees or not.

1067. Alisem was forced to surrender after being bribed and threatened

"Arisem, I don't need to teach you how to choose!" Agamemnon said in a deep voice, and the huge hammer in his hand was full of threat.

"Well... I understand your thoughts, but it is my freedom to choose.

The ten of us leaders control the operation of the Living Tribunal. Although nothing will go wrong in just two thousand years, we still have to be prepared for the worst. Wasn't this incident just an accident?

So I need time to ensure the normal operation of the court. I can't expect the OAA to do it personally!"

"Arisum!" Jamiah suddenly interrupted, "What you said makes sense, but you can definitely squeeze out some of your time to collect the fire of those intelligent lives.

This kind of small matter can be completely handed over to the Eternals. You just need to wait in the World Crucible to recruit people. It is not necessarily that troublesome. "

"That's easy for you to say." Alisem said disdainfully, "There are more than billions of planets that have been chosen for the Creation Decision, and gods appear almost every once in a while.

By then, the number of intelligent life forms will be far beyond your and my imagination. The Eternals can save a group of elites, but the specific screening will not be up to me.

Besides, after the selection is done, I have to send the person to Ling Ge. Can I handle this back and forth?"

"You can ask for help!" Teforar said, "As a judge, you can probably ask a few gods for help!"

"What about transportation?" Alisem asked meaningfully, "Don't say I don't trust you if you leave this to other gods. Can you trust it?"

Hearing this, the nine gods could not help but look at each other.

Rest assured? Rest assured, not at all.

These leaders dared to provoke Ling Ge knowing his strength, so there is no guarantee that other gods will not do the same or even more exaggerated things.

The arrogance of the gods is ingrained in their bones, and they are well aware of this.

Even if Alisem gave countless warnings, he might not be able to restrain the other party's actions. What if the gods in charge of the transportation suddenly had a seizure or accidentally said something wrong... then the nine of them would definitely be in big trouble.

There is no doubt that Ling Ge will use them as a punching bag. There is no need to think about it at all. He is definitely capable of doing such a thing that harms others and benefits himself.

Thinking of this, the nine gods couldn't help but look at Oma Zi-O who was standing beside them, and shuddered together.

"What does this mean?" Ling Ge asked in confusion, "Am I that scary?"

The gods:...

Don't you have any idea? No one is more terrible than you.

The nine gods suddenly felt particularly conflicted. It seemed that Alisem would definitely be too busy to handle it.

But they were absolutely unwilling to be tied to a cross and die.

In this case, we can only settle for the next best thing.

The more capable you are, the more work you will do! It shouldn't be a big deal to work in transportation for 2,000 years... I think.

"Arisman, if it's really not possible, why don't you work harder?" Hagen was a little embarrassed but very determined.

"What?" Arsem laughed angrily. "Do you know what you are saying? This means that I will not have any free time during your sentence.

You know, even in a sophisticated machine, problems will arise after running for thousands of years. Do you want to tire me to death?"

“It is a bit difficult for you, but we are all colleagues, please be more understanding.

That kind of punishment is like being nailed to the pillar of shame for us. It is worse than death!" Nizar said bitterly, with a hint of pleading in his voice.

Alisem was a little reluctant, but when he thought of the consequences of being soft-hearted, he shook his head decisively, "Then you should also consider it for me!

If I agreed, the donkey in the production team would cry when they saw me.

Besides, it’s your own fault. What does it have to do with me?

I have warned you more than once, but you never seem to take it to heart."

"We won't let you work for nothing." Ziran gritted his teeth, as if he had made a difficult decision. "As long as you help the brothers survive these two thousand years, the nine of us will take care of your work for the next 20,000 years."

The other eight gods looked at each other and had no objection.

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it grass, and it is necessary to give Alisem some benefits.

It's only 20,000 years. There's no problem if the nine of them share some of the burden.

"It's not about money, no, it's not as easy as you think." Alisem said speechlessly.

Twenty thousand years, what about sending away beggars?

His usual workload is not that heavy at all, which leaves him with plenty of free time.

A 20,000-year vacation had little appeal to him, but these two thousand years of endless work could crush him to death. There was no way he could even think about how to choose.

The nine gods looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.

"How about two hundred thousand years?" Agamemnon asked, raising the price tenfold.

"Collector." Alisem could not help but smile bitterly, "Let alone 200,000 years, even 2 million years..."

"Okay, then two million years." Agamemnon said decisively. For them, the most important thing is to survive the next two thousand years. As for helping Alisem share the work later, that is not a problem at all.

Alisam paused, and admitted that he was a little moved.

Two million years! Although the gods are used to the passage of time, they cannot ignore the passage of two million years.

But when he thought about working non-stop for two thousand years, he became a little scared and hesitated for a moment.

Seeing this, Agamemnon immediately decided to add fuel to the fire, "Twenty million years!"

"What?" Alisem was surprised. "Did I hear you right? You said 20 million years?"

"You heard that right."

“Ha!” Alisem smiled and shook his head, “You guys are really willing to give up!”

"We are all brothers, and we cannot let you suffer any loss." Taifular said embarrassedly, "Twenty million years is a full ten thousand times increase, which is definitely enough to compensate you. You have no reason to refuse."

"This..." Alisem hesitated. This price was indeed enough to buy out his two thousand years of time without any loss.

But I feel it's a bit hasty to agree to it. What if it can be increased tenfold? If not tenfold, fivefold is also fine.

A few seconds passed, and Agamemnon felt a little tortured. "What do you think?"

"Don't worry, I'll think about it for a while."

"If you add some more chips, he might agree." Ling Ge suddenly interrupted, his voice full of amusement.

Agamemnon was stunned for a moment, then reacted. He looked at Alisem with a sneer, "There should be a bottom line for waiting for a price!"

"What do you mean?" Alisem said seriously, "This concerns my life for the next two thousand years. Don't I have to think it through?"

"You know what I mean." Tefulal said, "We have already paid the compensation.

It would be best if you agree now. If you don’t agree, think it over carefully before agreeing.

We are all colleagues, please don’t push us too hard.”

Alisem's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly discovered that the golden light in the eyes of the nine gods was mixed with a hint of blood red, as if they were going to tear him apart.

“You guys… is it that serious?

Where have the qualities and demeanor of a Celestial Being gone?"

"Compared to dignity, those two things are not worth mentioning." Agamemnon shook his head and said, "Arisum, you should be able to see the situation clearly.

We would be very grateful if you would agree to lend a hand to our brothers.

Of course, we can’t force you to agree if you don’t agree, but…”

Agamemnon stretched out his voice, and Arism's heart skipped a beat. His heart instantly rose to his throat. The word he feared most when hearing people speak was "but".

“But there’s still a long way to go!

Two thousand years later, when we regain our freedom, we will probably come to you to discuss the birth of God.

You won’t be unwelcome then, will you? "

Alyssam: ...

Threat, this is a naked threat.

If he does not help the dying today, then two thousand years from now he will face the bloody revenge of the nine gods, and they will inflict all the humiliation of the past two thousand years on him.

Alisem didn't think he had the ability to deal with the wrath of nine gods of the same level.

Ask OAA for help? Forget it! I guess even if I die, it will only attract his attention.

But if the cause of death was an internal fight, he might not necessarily avenge himself. At most, he would severely punish the other nine gods, but by then it would be meaningless.

Although the nine of them certainly wouldn't dare to kill him, his situation was particularly embarrassing precisely because of this.

The joint targeting of the nine leaders was enough to make it impossible for him to survive in the Celestial Clan, and he himself had no allies. If things went wrong, he would have to rely on stubbornness to survive.