freeallnovels Chapter 3712 The solution to trouble is to create bigger trouble
Chapter 3712 The solution to trouble is to create bigger trouble
Chapter 3712 The solution to trouble is to create bigger trouble
"Oh my god, what kind of monster did [Miracle Base] attract?!"
"Can anyone tell me why Mr. Mas's body is so resistant to blows?"
"...Look, what is that? The Washington base has finally brought out their fifth-generation fighter jets that have undergone many modifications!"
“Is this our day of disaster?”
Even the big screen in the famous Times Square was broadcasting the disaster that happened in the [Miracle Base]!
In the past few months, the people who had accepted the power of the [Miracle Squad] felt as if the sky had fallen - especially after they saw the headless bodies of [Ghost Servant] and [Flash Bomb]...
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In the direction of Washington, there was a large mass of dark clouds, like an approaching hurricane.
“It was a truly spectacular performance.”
On the rooftop of an old apartment building in Gotham, a mature man in a white suit was lying on a recliner with an interesting smile on his face.
"Mr. Maas, it seems, is in big trouble."
Next to the man in the white suit stood a sturdy dark-skinned man…he looked to be in his thirties, with sharp eyes like a falcon.
"Yes, Ricky, my boy, Mr. Mas is in trouble." The mature man chuckled, "and it's big, big trouble."
Rib frowned, "But didn't you say that Mas is the most powerful of the new gods?"
"I should have said that the new gods currently have no faith foundation of their own." The mature man smiled calmly: "Their [Godhood] is as fragile as sugared glass, and it only has a form."
"What about yours?" Ricky asked curiously, "Is your Godhead strong enough...Mr. Wednesday?"
Mature man... Mr. Wednesday suddenly chuckled, "Ricky, you know, if it's in a place with poor faith, even a demon like Satan will be in a very miserable state. For example, in that magical oriental country, Zeus may not be able to get a taxi... Of course, this is just a metaphor. The more modern taxi apps are still very useful. I like to use them."
Ricky knew that Mr. Wednesday would never confess to him when it came to the real secrets... He was a guy filled with lies and deception.
He couldn't use his thoughts or other methods to directly see what was happening in the [Miracle Base] like Mr. Wednesday did - but his cell phone could.
"What will happen to Mas in the end?" Ricky asked curiously.
Mr. Wednesday was silent at this time, seeming to be lost in some thoughts.
I may not be able to get the answer from Mr. Wednesday... maybe I can only keep watching until the result comes out.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Wednesday suddenly said, "It depends on whether they are kind enough this time."
"They?" Ricky noticed something sharply. "You know this person who is beating up Mars...they? Who are they?"
Mr. Wednesday said slowly, "It is a terrible force that has caused the fall of countless ancient gods and spirits of faith, immortal vampires, bloodthirsty werewolves, magicians, elves, even monsters, and powerful Taoist priests... a force that is not understood."
Ricky suddenly said, "I feel like you're scared."
Mr. Wednesday narrowed his eyes. "Yes, I would be afraid too... because I barely survived that war."
Ricky thought for a moment and said, "You mean the disaster that almost wiped out more than half of the powerful supernatural forces in this world? It's hard for me to imagine what kind of powerful person that would be."
"It's just a couple." Mr. Wednesday sighed, "But that guy with the golden axe really hurts when he hits people..."
As he spoke, Mr. Wednesday slowly rolled up his sleeves.
There is a bloody scar on his arm which has not healed yet. The wound is as hideous as a centipede.
Ricky couldn't help but gasp. He felt the despair coming from the wound.
"This man is not using a golden axe." Ricky couldn't help but frown.
"This is the most terrifying thing." Mr. Wednesday narrowed his eyes and said, "This means that they definitely don't know that the man and woman back then... they have more, much more."
Ricky shook his head. "Mr. Wednesday, after hearing your story, I don't think you need to be resuscitated."
"Oh! Child, you must have some misunderstanding about me." Mr. Wednesday smiled calmly, "I'm not trying to rule the world... Besides, if you don't actively provoke them, they may even be your friends - provided that you can't be blinded by your own greed, and you must know clearly what you want and what you are willing to pay for it without regret."
"We can't guarantee that we won't regret it in the future." Ricky shook his head.
"Then you'd better forget about it and don't think about it anymore." Mr. Wednesday suggested: "For example, if I have forgotten the existence of this wound, then I won't have any hateful thoughts anymore."
What was strange...or magical was that the wound on Mr. Wednesday's arm gradually disappeared.
"Mas lost." Ricky said suddenly.
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The fire was raging, half of the Miracle Base had been destroyed, and the rest had been burnt. In the air where hot sparks were rising, Mr. Mas was being grabbed by the head by [Platinum]... and was brought to Zhao Le's front.
This complete and defenseless defeat was like poison, madly eroding the faith he had collected.
The faith in the new god of technology came too easily... Even if he maintained it carefully, the moment the stairs leading to the altar collapsed, the fall would be into the abyss.
The backlash came so suddenly that he, the new god, could not find any way to stop it - as a newborn god, his knowledge and foundation were not enough to support him in resolving this crisis.
Gods are supposed to be immortal, and even if they fall, they can be revived again... For example, those old gods who have gradually [woken up] and are watching covetously.
But the New God has not yet reached that realm... Death is death, and the New God cannot even give birth to offspring with divine power.
"Don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want..."
Faced with Mas's plea for mercy, Zhao Le did not respond, but just calmly watched the modern air force rushing over.
It shows a reorganized fighter squadron, followed by an armed helicopter unit and three giant transport aircraft.
"It really feels like I'm making a meal of dumplings just for a dish of vinegar." Zhao Le muttered, then waved his hand.
[Platinum] let go of Mr. Maas instantly, and then turned into a purple meteor... The meteor had a terrifying piercing effect, and it crashed through a fifth-generation fighter plane, and then... began to chase these air forces madly, with continuous explosions.
"Are there many so-called [Gods] like you?" Zhao Le asked Mas.
"I don't know. I know two of them. One of them has a deep bond with me." Mas said in a deep voice: "I call her [Media Lady]... As long as she appears on the screen and is welcomed, she can gain faith and life continuously... The other one is a guy who sells arms."
"As expected of a new god, he's quite unique." Zhao Le chuckled, "But he still has to follow the path of condensing the [Godhood], lighting the divine fire, and finally supporting the kingdom of God... After all, this is a proven path."
"The sacred fire? How to ignite it?" Mas asked subconsciously - he really needed this knowledge, otherwise he would not regard the resurrected old gods as his biggest enemies.
"You have no chance." Zhao Le shook his head.
"What do you want in exchange for letting me go?" Mas's face turned gloomy. Begging for mercy was useless, and he could only negotiate.
"I said that I would use the death of a [God] to teach you a lesson." Zhao Le stretched out his hand, "I hope that this time, you will really learn your lesson... After all, it would be bad if an entire field of chives was destroyed."
"Wait...what are you going to do!?"
Zhao Le's palm suddenly penetrated into Mr. Mas' body... just like the ultimate move of the 97 snake that ripped out his heart! !
"what--!!!"
An extremely shrill scream was heard.
Zhao Le forcibly pulled out a piece of gorgeous crystal from Mr. Mas's body...the countless threads connecting Mr. Mas and the crystal were suddenly broken!
The moment the last thread was broken, all memories of becoming the new god of technology disappeared from Mars' memory!
It was as if he had just had a dream that lasted for several months.
"I am already a god on earth..."
"Keep being your billionaire."
Zhao Le waved his hand, and Mr. Maas was thrown directly to the ground... The moment he landed, a gentle force supported him and he finally landed safely.
The [Divine Power] in Zhao Le's hand kept shining, and even made a crisp sound like a wind chime.
At this moment, he felt several different thoughts... and even gazes, some far away and some near.
"You were hiding well just now...but you lost your temper as soon as the [Godhead] appeared?" Zhao Le looked around and raised the [Godhead] in his hand, "Want this thing?"
There was no response...but several more thoughts and gazes in the dark suddenly appeared.
The air forces in the distance fell. No matter how powerful their firepower was, as long as they couldn't hit them, they would be like beryllium copper and rotten iron under the fist of [Platinum].
"If you want it, I'll give it to you."
Zhao Le suddenly clenched the [Divine Power] in his hand, and then made a softball throwing gesture!
Bang——! !
[Divine Power] instantly exploded the air, producing a terrifying explosion, and then streaked across the sky... But in an instant, the [Divine Power] crystal had already arrived at the white house with a history of two or three hundred years.
"Go grab it, it's there." Zhao Le chuckled and said, "Whoever grabs it will own it... If you can't grab it, it will always be there."
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"That is……"
"Hurry...quickly take it down!"
"SHIT!"
On the flagpole of the American flag on the roof of the White House, the gorgeous [Godhead] was like a star falling from the sky, continuously emitting an alluring glow.
The special agents who rushed out of the white house all had shocked expressions...they saw dark clouds beginning to fall in the sky, and it was pitch black!
In the darkness, there seemed to be a pair of evil eyes staring at this place.
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"Oh, that's pretty accurate."
Zhao Le chuckled, then took back the [Platinum]... The next moment, he frowned slightly, and saw a space crack opened beside him, and then Chen Mingming walked out of the crack directly.
"...Why are you here?" Zhao Le asked in surprise.
Chen Mingming rolled his eyes. "You suddenly stuffed hundreds of accounts in. I'm the one who should ask you."
"Don't waste it." Zhao Le smiled casually.
Chen Mingming pondered and said, "You made such a mess here, what do you want to do?"
Zhao Le shrugged and said, "I found that the thinking of the guys here has been determined. According to their logic, it is impossible for them to be quiet. But I can't really wipe this place out, so I can only give them something to do."
The corner of Chen Mingming's eyes twitched slightly... He hung a [Divine Power] on the white house. How many crazy ideas does this guy have in his head?
The docile guy from before?
As expected, is it because the seal of nine years of compulsory education is too strong?
"I won't help you clean up the mess." Chen Mingming shook his head.
"Okay, I'll see to it." Zhao Le pushed Chen Mingming's shoulder. "Besides, the old and new gods here are still very restrained. If we don't add fuel to the fire, when will they grow up? Whoever gets this [Godhead] will become stronger, right? Mingming, you should go back, otherwise it will be bad if you are found sneaking out to fish!"
Chen Mingming said suddenly: "Since you want to add fuel to the fire, let's make it burn more vigorously. It's just that this country is just making small troubles in its own country. What's the point of watching it?"
“You mean…” Zhao Le’s eyes widened immediately. “Good fellow, I never realized you were so mean before! Is it true that the seal of compulsory education is too strong?”
Chen Mingming: ...
Obviously, he didn't want to talk to Ah Le, so he waved him away and returned to the [Main God Mountain]... After three minutes of slacking off, it was time to go back.
"【platinum】!"
Zhao Le called out his substitute messenger again at this time. At the same time, he waved his hand, and hundreds of mobile phones appeared densely arranged.
"Post it now. With Platinum's hand speed, it's just right!"
——"Shock! Godhead appears in the White House!"
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——"Analyze the possibility of obtaining [Godhood]!"
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——"A brief discussion of the differences between the old gods and the new gods! Do you have the nerve to call yourself a "god"? "
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——"Family members, who understands! This [Godhood] should belong to the Beautiful Country! You people from the lower countries, don't come here!"
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——"I need this [Godhood]! I want to become the [God of Environmental Protection]! Otherwise I will go to a sit-in protest! Those who support me, come and skip classes to protest!!"
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——"Hey! That's so cool, I'm going to have a concert on the National Mall that's bigger than the Super Bowl!"
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——“Blah blah, blah blah…”
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Oceania, [New Human] Alliance, capital.
"An ownerless [Godhead]?"
"interesting……"
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In the Feitu continent, inside the towering pyramids, in front of the ancient coffins, a group of people in black robes were crawling.
"My Lord, your people need you... We have discovered an unowned [Godhead] of a new God..."
The next moment, the lid of the coffin slowly opened, and a stream of black smoke slowly floated out from inside...
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Magicians Guild.
"Tower Master! Check YouTube... Stop scrolling! Something big has happened!"
"But Miss Qi finally made her comeback..."
As the first tower master of the Magician Association, the leader of the European [non-human], and a registered student of the Shenzhou True Dragon, the Master of the Huiyao Tower feels that he likes the Shenzhou culture... no problem.
(End of this chapter)