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Chapter 119 The gods come to the world

silence.

Facing President Li’s problem, everyone was silent.

Yes, if millions of people in the southern province are not evacuated, these people will be swallowed up by the tsunami or become the food of monsters.

But if you don't leave now...

What can I do?

It is impossible for southern province to defend it.

"President Li..."

"Hold on, only by keeping on can there be hope!" President Li's face turned blue: "We can't leave so many lives behind, we can't do it!"

"Yes, stick to the last moment!"

...

Time is passing.

The whole world is shrouded in crisis.

The news began to broadcast the situation facing various provinces. In this environment, no one could hide the truth. Everyone knows that a disaster is coming.

"Will human beings be destroyed?"

"Is this a sign before the end of the world?"

"Monsters... Where do so many monsters come from? Is it another world, or is this world full of monsters?"

All kinds of speculations emerge one after another.

The world is in panic.

Leaders of countries began to issue policies to respond, but all this came too suddenly and far exceeded expectations from countries.

In China, disasters began to emerge from the Southern Province.

And in other countries, aren’t they facing the same problem?

In the Western world, there are more monsters, and those monsters are very powerful, not only giants, but also "elves" in mythical creatures.

Those elves were all very handsome.

But as soon as it appeared, it caused a huge crisis, because those elves actually possessed the legendary "magic", which was so powerful that it made people tremble.

"This is no longer an ordinary disaster! This is subversion, a subversion of human sovereignty! Human sovereignty will be truly challenged!"

Western prophets made a voice, claiming that if humans cannot unite, they may be overthrown into slavery in this subversion.

The word "slave" has not appeared for thousands of years.

And now, these two words appear in front of humans again, making everyone's heart as if they were a thorn, fearful and afraid.

"We need to unite and resist this crisis together!"

"Every country must unite!"

"Why don't we use weapons of killing to kill all these monsters?!" Some people questioned that human technology has reached a certain level.

They do not believe that with the current combat power of human beings, they will lose to a group of wild beasts.

But soon the sound was answered.

The coverage area of ​​human beings is too wide. If we use weapons of destruction before things are clarified, what kind of harm will it cause to the whole world?

Hundreds of nuclear bombs were thrown out...

Does the earth still exist?!

This is a very Yan Jun question, worth everyone's consideration.

Of course, there will be no answer to this question for the time being, because ordinary people cannot decide the direction of the battle, and they can only watch the disaster come.

...

The problem of Mount Tai.

It attracted the greatest attention of the top leaders of China.

When Qin Qiu led the leaders of the sects to enter the passage, a large number of troops also began to pour in, surrounding Mount Tai and evacuate residents.

And on the top of Mount Tai.

At this moment, there was an altar built with a white jade tower. There were two palms on the altar, which were in a posture of supporting the sky, as if it was about to hold the sun and the moon in the palm of the hand.

"Start." A voice came from the mouth of a man in black, but the man in black was covered, and his face was not visible at all.

"yes!"

"The Fengshan ceremony begins!"

"Sacrifice to the sky!"

With the sounds one by one.

Under the altar of Mount Tai, a black stone tablet gradually lit up.

It was a huge stone tablet three feet tall, with countless ancient characters carved on it, just like tadpoles.

"Only God's words can trigger God's thoughts!"

"The power of heaven and earth will be controlled by us!"

"Sing!"

“Buzz buzz…”

The strange sounds sing like songs and songs, with a unique rhythm.

And below the altar, hundreds of figures were crawling on the ground, lowering their heads, and making various sounds in their mouths, praying and worshiping.

This picture is very strange.

It's like returning to the oldest era, people are praying for the gods to rain.

However, this kind of ritual looks more like a sacrifice.

Because soon a man walked out of the crowd, walked to the middle of the altar with great strides, and then took off his red coat covering his body.

"Swish!"

The red coat fell to the ground.

A white body is revealed.

Under the sunlight, there is a faint golden glow.

This is a woman, very beautiful and pure, with long black hair draped over her shoulders, but she doesn't have any inch of her body.

There was only one sword, which was held in her hand.

Then, pierce into the chest.

"puff!"

Blood gushed.

She fell on the altar.

Then, four people lifted it up and placed it on the palm of the sky.

The sky began to change.

The wind rises and the clouds surge.

In the sunrise, some phantoms appeared, very light, very light...

The chanting sound began to become louder and louder.

The phantom in the sky began to condense gradually.

It actually appeared in a human form.

Moreover, the most important thing is that each of those human figures is one or two feet tall, either wearing gorgeous clothes or golden armor.

Like a god.

Or they are gods.

In this world, there is no knowledge of existence, or non-existence, no knowledge of death, or immortality.

"Qi!" A majestic voice sounded from the sky.

The chanting ends.

The man in black robe, whose head was covered, stood in the middle of the altar, looked at the phantoms that appeared in the sky, knelt down devoutly, and then stood up again.

"What do you want?" The voice came from the sky again.

"As long as the gods come, we only wish to live and die under the leadership of the gods!" The man in black robe replied respectfully, his voice lit up.

"How do you live in different worlds?" The voice seemed unwilling and sighed.

"As long as the palaces of the gods can be established, different worlds can survive in the same world!" the man in black robe continued.

"Can you do it?"

"Can."

“Someone said the same thing many years ago, but he still failed.”

"We will learn from the lessons learned thousands of years ago, and this time, we will definitely not fail again!"

"Then do it. If you can do it, we can allow you to live forever, but you will be our slaves forever!"

"Thank you, God's gift!"
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