I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 547 Those who died together. Mortals

It was only at the moment when he saw the reincarnation altar that Gavaral realized what kind of fate he was going to accept, and Gavaral, who had already collapsed, even regained part of his sanity.

"I am the god here! I am the extension of the will of the Asodha tree! How dare you do this to me!" Gavalal easily broke free from Atham and kicked the four-armed dwarf to the ground : "How can you not kneel when you see me?"

Tanguy, who was temporarily forgotten by Gavaral because of the self-protection mechanism, shot through his knees with two bullets in the back, causing the noble god to kneel first.

When Gavaral looked at Tang Ji with unbelievable anger, that expression made Tang Ji feel better inexplicably.

As if he had just realized that Tang Ji was behind him, complex expressions such as fear, unwillingness, daring to speak out, and grievance appeared on his face.

At this moment, Tang Ji even wanted to open his brain to see what kind of wonderful protection mechanism was designed inside, so that he could really forget himself under extreme fear.
Tang Ji grew up so big that he had never attacked a strange opponent. His indifference when he did evil was hardly proportional to his weakness when he suffered revenge, just like a child who hadn't grown up.

Tang Ji had never encountered such a tasteless opponent. In comparison, even the gangsters in the street gangs were more responsible, at least they would not pee out of fear for the sake of their reputation.

"You're starting to make me sick." Tanguy frowned as he watched Gavaral's rapidly recovering wound.

This kind of weak person made Tang Ji feel as if he had punched cotton. In contrast, how dare he dare to be so provocative before?
What made Tang Ji even more annoyed was that after hearing Gavaral's words, many Dalits around them knelt on the ground piously, as if they dared not witness the scene of the god being humiliated.

Even that Atham looked a little timid.

Tanguy didn't feel much anger from these Dalits, some people don't deserve to be redeemed at all.

"Get out, I'm impatient, let's end this quickly, I don't care what happens to this place after you die." Tanguy kicked and broke Gavaral's recovering knee : "I just want to see you die."

"I can make deals! I have technology." Gavaral screamed, repeating: "Let me go! Let me go!"

When Tanguy raised his foot again, Gavallar ignored the pain on his body and rushed over, kissing Tanguy's tactical boots forcefully: "I'm still useful! I'm useful!"

Tanguy grabbed Gavaral by the shoulders and yanked him off his legs. Gavaral broke four of his fingers because of the force.

As Tanguy threw him, Gavaral rolled and moved forward, getting closer and closer to the altar of reincarnation.

"I'm dead, and everyone in this place must die!" Gavalal grabbed a Dalit kneeling by the roadside and shouted at him, "Kill him! Otherwise you won't be able to live if I die! "

What surprised Tang Ji was that the Dalit actually had the courage to stand up and stand in front of him.

Tang Ji slapped him, and his huge head turned 720 degrees on his slender neck, and fell straight to the ground.

Gavallar watched Tang Ji approaching, and moved back on the floor in horror: "Don't kill me! If I die, this place will be completely finished!"

"Don't let him get close to me! You idiots! Damn slaves!" Gavalal looked at Dalits who were kneeling on both sides, and stretched out his hands angrily to pull them.

But even though their ears were ripped apart, these Dalits still knelt on the ground without saying a word, engaging in non-violent non-cooperation.
"My lord!" A voice appeared behind Tang Ji, and the white hair who had stood up and condemned Atham before stood up.

"Please have mercy on your lord!" Bai Mao stood in front of Li Rufeng and sincerely begged: "Please have mercy on your lord, you have heard that if he dies, there will be problems with the supply of the entire Amaravati."

Tang Ji ignored the voice behind him, but these Dalits seemed to regard this as their own victory, and all hissed to represent threats.

Baimao knocked on the floor hard, and a large number of Dalits blocked the road leading to the reincarnation altar. Some of them were numb, some looked like walking dead, and some knelt in the middle of the road, acting as roadblocks.

"My lord, unless you step on our corpses!" Bai Mao said hastily: "We are determined!"

But in the end, these Dalits got out of the way, because Tang Ji really stepped on their corpses and continued to move forward. He didn't care what was blocking the road at all.

Tang Ji plucked Gavaral's hair with one hand, and threw this mighty celestial being into the biomass recovery cabin. He took a last look at Atam, waiting for him to make a choice.

Do you want to be a unique lone traveler, or choose to be wiped out by all living beings?
Atam saw Tang Ji's eyes, he was terrified by that Asura's encouragement and kindness, he seemed to hear Kidara whispering in his ear, go quickly, don't hesitate.

But the reality is, in the eyes of other Dalits looking at the monster, Atham flinched, he lied, he simply didn't have the courage to execute such a god.

Tang Ji gave up, he didn't want to waste time here, went straight into the reincarnation altar, ignored Gavaral's flattery and cursing, and pressed the start button.

Afterwards, Tang Ji walked out of the reincarnation altar and closed the door.

The first thing to move is the gears on the outer ring, which are mainly used to cut the size of the prey.Gavaral's screams of fear even overwhelmed the sound of the pulverizer starting.

It was too ugly, and it was too ugly. Tang Ji watched the central gear start with a blank face, which made Gavaral's screams a little hysterical out of thin air.

He was almost scared to death, Tang Ji had a smile on his lips, and he began to enjoy the fun.

However, just as the pulverizer severed Gavaral's limbs, the spoiler happened, and the machine stopped!

The system detected the blood belonging to the Nihelu Gandi family, activated the protection function, and directly bounced the lever back.

Perhaps it is for the consideration of saving costs, or it may be for other reasons. In short, the Niheru Gandi family has set up similar insurance measures at the biomass recycling terminal, but when it is actually applied to the reincarnation altar, the original one is used. knife insurance
"Hahahaha! You can't kill me! I've counted it all! You can't kill me in this way!" Gavallar recovered from his fear, fell into hysteria again, and shouted: "This is My country, where I live forever!"

As the reincarnation altar was opened again, Gavaral's wild laughter echoed in the corridor: "These things can't kill me, they dare not hurt me!"

Atam's eyes widened. He didn't know, and didn't understand, why he smashed Kidala's reincarnation altar and refused to hurt that devoid of dignity.

If the gods refuse to die, does the idea of ​​reincarnation really exist?To whom will Kidara's soul turn to to prove his innocence?

An unknown fire burns in Atham's heart. He has always been a coward, and he can only be desperate when it comes to his wife.

Atham pushed away the other Dalits, and was too ashamed to look at Asura in black.

He just rushed into the reincarnation altar, bypassed the crippled god on the ground, closed the start switch again with his hand, and watched the gate slowly close.

"If you are not willing to die and forgive my wife's sins, what qualifications do you have to be a god?" Atham looked at Gavaral and murmured, "He is right, we are all human. "

"Idiot, I'm dead, and everyone here is going to die!" Gavaral looked at his rapidly recovering limbs, wriggling like a worm, trying to stay away from those jagged teeth.

But it was meaningless, the restarted pulverizer, bit by bit like a file, bit by bit the flesh of Gavaral.

Gavaral, who added the gluttony gene fragment, was guilty of overdoing it for a while, and the bravest man in the Dalit, Atham, actually lost his life in the eighth second after the smasher started. The entire lower body was pulverized by the pulverizer.

Atham's only upper body remains, but it is still firmly hung on the old-fashioned electric switch. The switch cannot be disengaged by gravity, and the shredder is forced to start, so that Gavaral is ground into recyclable biomass little by little. .

But there is one thing that Gavalal did not lie, that is, he does have a hole card. Once his heart stops beating, the nuclear bomb located in the middle layer of Amoravati will be detonated within [-] seconds, leaving nothing to the intruders. .

However, the electronic systems of the Nihelu Gandi family are basically provided by the Rothschild family. With Gavaral's death, the entire system lost its highest authority. snuffed out.

They need the biotechnology of the Nihelu Gandi family, and the dead are not qualified to reject the living.

"We just received a mysterious email from an unknown source." Paulina Kubera handed a piece of information to Makarian for review.

After two months, Makarian finally had an office of a suitable size, where he could comfortably sit on the sofa and work.

"I remember that 80.00% of the emails we receive every day are mysterious emails. What's the difference?" Makarian looked surprised.

Since the ghosts defected, their network security has become a joke. Key information can only be sent through the player forum, but that requires data conversion after all, and some things with a relatively large amount of data still need to be sent through the network of this world.

And that would be equivalent to sending a message in clear code, directly copying to the world
The ghosts who defected will also regularly publish their email addresses for entertainment. Now all fans in the world who want to communicate with players face to face have the opportunity. At their peak, they can receive 650 million emails per day.

Even the personal communication numbers of Makarian and the others are the same, none of them can escape the eyes of the ghosts, so that the contact between them and the naturalized ones can only rely on people with the ability of the dimension gate to use handwritten letters back and forth, as if they returned to the world overnight. middle Ages.

"The news in this email is about Tang Ji's recent movements." Paulina handed the tablet to Makarian: "He is destroying a group of organizations called Tianren. According to the content of this email, Look, the early actions of the pioneers were successfully implemented under the secret planning of the Tianren organization."

"So, someone helped us share Tang Ji's pressure?" Makarian asked with a relaxed look: "Does our database have any information about this organization? Oh, I forgot, we don't have a database now. So what does this have to do with us?"

Seeing Makarian turn off the tablet directly, Paulina shrugged, turned and left his office, and closed the door intimately.

Makarian looked at Paulina's back and smiled wryly. Those pioneers submitted their evacuation request fifteen days ago on the grounds that the pioneering activities had been completed and they wanted to go to other worlds to take on more important responsibilities.

The application was rejected by the company without any expectations. It is impossible for them to let these insiders return. They still need more unknowing players to enter this world.

Since then, the relationship between the Blazers and Makarian has officially fallen to a freezing point. The Blazers are now in a semi-independent state. They are perfect in terms of rules and regulations, but they will never cooperate with Makarian. do anything practical.

For example, Makarian didn't have manpower to investigate the Celestial Organization that popped up suddenly, the pioneers did not cooperate non-violently, and the players were deeply trapped in the special zone and could not extricate themselves.

A total of [-] players entered this world, and then sprinkled it into the existing three special zones, just like pouring water into the sea, with no effect at all.

A leader of the anti-gamer organization named Shepard circulated a large number of recorded videos in the special zone, and with her explanation, it spread rapidly on the underground network.

The direct result is that more and more people understand what a player is and how these players occupy so many bodies.

This is a very negative publicity. Both sides are boiling the frogs in warm water. Now it depends on whose frogs are more resistant to boiling.

At this moment, Paulina, who had gone out before, knocked on the door again and came back: "There is a guest who does not have an appointment and wants to talk to you. I take the liberty of agreeing to the request."

"Who is it?" Makarian turned to look at Paulina, who had already opened the dimension door on her own initiative.

"Hello, visitors from a foreign land, I welcome you on behalf of the Habsburg family." A man in a casual suit walked out of the dimension gate. Paulina blinked at him and disappeared outside the gate again.

"Are you a member of that Celestial Organization?" Makarian glanced at the information and asked, "Are you Otto von Habsburg himself?"

"Mr. Otto? No, of course not. I'm his assistant." The man smiled and waved his hand: "My purpose of coming here is very simple. I'm here to help and donate money."

"So, how much do we need to spend to make up for the damage that Mr. Otto has caused you and your organization by choosing to stand on the opposite side in this crisis?"

(End of this chapter)