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Chapter eight hundred and seventh war(1/2)

"Gabri, there is no need to feed it afterwards." Aton said to the Bad God Light Ball thousands of miles apart.

"Why? Are you going to starve the meat tribe to death?" Gabriel asked.

Aton said, "The sky-swallowing beast was sent away."

"Wait a minute! Send it away? Go out?" Gabrie was stunned and shouted excitedly.

Aton said: "The human race sent a person who could only enter and not leave the iron rule after breaking the Creation Mountain. He said he wanted to take me out and kill me. Except for me and Taifeng, other idiots took the initiative to let him go."

"Ah! Where is he! I'll come soon!" Gabri said anxiously.

"..." Atton said angrily: "Can you trust humans? Where did he send us, you know?"

"We will die if we stay! My energy can only last for another ten million years!" Gabriel said.

Aton said, "Don't think about it. I have killed him. He thought I dare not, and was caught off guard and was destroyed by me."

"You killed him?" Gabriel wailed.

Aton sneered: "I have fought with humans several times and I have seen them clearly. As long as they give you a choice, you will not choose anything!"

"..." Gabriel said helplessly: "Is your method really feasible? That Kelong, after 700 million years, has only realized "special heat tampering" and "mechanical regeneration". Oh, and there is also a weak point of "ten-step down". He can only move ten times the distance of his own length every day. He will confine himself after using up the credit limit. What is it! It's useless!"

"The root algorithm is vague. It is too difficult to make him realize the characteristics of energy. Even if it is really successful, it will only make your incarnation barely qualified to fight against humans. He may not be able to save us, and he may even be killed by humans."

After a moment of silence, Aton said, "I have my own opinions. If you want to go out, you can choose to merge with me."

"What!" Gabriel refused decisively, "Do you want to absorb me?"

"Forget it if you don't believe it." Aton smiled.

Of course, Gabriel couldn't believe Aton, who is now the weakest god in the Creation Mountains.

Aton is the strongest, and the other gods have left. Aton is completely respected here. Gabriel and Taefeng are far from his opponent.

In order to live longer, he is likely to forcefully absorb him and Taifeng.

But maybe he was worried that if he was forced, he would not get anything even if he was burned, so Aton also wanted to learn from humans to play with the silence?

Gabri was very worried. After seeing Aton stop talking, he glanced at the humans on the earth irritably.

With a flap of his wings, he recycled all the elves.

I also monitor the hair and save energy. It was because he was weak, so I forced him to take care of humans, feed and monitor them.

This leads to the weak always weak and the strong always strong. Now most gods have left and Taotie has gone out. He still cares about the hairy humans, but these humans are also useless anyway.

"Manna! Manna!"

The whole day passed, and the hungry humans were waiting for Manna, but Gabriel still cared about this and turned a deaf ear.

"What's the situation? I can understand that the ancient god doesn't feed it. Why is it that even the surveillance elves taken away?" Jiang Long raised his head and said.

Mo Qiong tilted his head and smiled, "The entire Creation Mountain is a prison. The energy is limited, but the sentence is almost infinitely long. The management system of the ancient god is very primitive. It is obviously everyone's business, but the weak are forced to pay more. Now that Taotie leaves, the person above him will give up."

"There is such a thing...then...will everyone starve to death?" Jiang Long said.

Mo Qiong pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, we can act more openly without surveillance. Have all the skills been spread?"

"It's spreading, these people are indeed genius, and some of them are almost knocking on the palace and entering the Tao," said Adams.

"That's good. Let the people who can knock on the palace for a short time, let those who are fast-moving wait for the slow progress, and try to make all of them enter the Tao consistent. The others will be given to me." Mo Qiong said.

What does it mean to have three billion people? Even if Mo Qiong helps one person enter the Tao every 0.1 second, it will take nine and a half years to complete it all.

Not to mention that they were sent away, they could not save them even if they were starved to death.

Therefore, Mo Qiong must defeat the ancient gods and even conquer one of them.

Fortunately, Adams and Jiang Long said that they were geniuses, which is correct.

Most people only need to teach them the methods of practice, and they can enter the Tao by themselves.

Even some of them only need to mention some concepts and create a unique way to enter the Tao.

After statistics, Mo Qiong found that he only needed to help 10 million of them enter the Taoist path.

These tens of millions of people are children around seven or eight years old.

As for younger children, Mo Qiong didn't plan to let them participate in the action at all, and he would send them away as much as he could at this moment.

In this way, after another day of busy work, all the meat tribes were determined to resist.

The ancient gods are about to starve them to death now, which is not a question of whether they can live to the age of twenty, but they will die within a few days.

If it were before, they would face such death very calmly.

If you starve to death, you can starve to death, there is nothing you can do.

But Mo Qiong and others gave them other choices. The story of the God-Slaying God's return home has been circulated among them and is well known to everyone.

A depressed undercurrent surged above this desert.

They actually don’t care if they kill gods or not.

Seeing the unknown things represented by their own names, instead supporting their hopes.

Their name is dream. Even if they are just called their own flies, they are willing to go crazy to see the flies.

"Mo Qiong, look!"

Just when Mo Qiong sent away the completely ignorant child, Adams suddenly communicated with him to look at the sky.

Mo Qiong looked up and saw a thin cloud in the sky forming a very strange shape.

"This is the essay on the Blue and White Society, which means... to put on wings?" Adams said.

Mo Qiongda was shocked and said, "Putting wings? Is it the way to open the characteristics of the daughter of Yan Emperor?"

"Is this Koron secretly informing us? He realized that we are still here!" Adams said.

"It's worthy of being Kelong. Our actions cannot be hidden from him. He even guessed that we needed this ceremony!" Jiang Long said.

In order to prevent the ancient god from realizing that after Mo Qiong had died and hid, he did not establish a connection with Kelong.

Kelong could not actively connect with Mo Qiong, so the two sides were completely lost.

Unexpectedly, Kelong was fully aware of Mo Qiong's actions and even provided help through secret methods.

"But he should not have the ability to interfere with real objects. He can actually change the shape of clouds..." Adams said.

Mo Qiong said: "Seeing some containment objects, or things with characteristics, helps to sense the root cause. He borrowed this to let the ancient gods help him see the material world?"

"In the past 700 million years, he should have had some more characteristics, and then he can secretly change the shape of the cloud."

Regardless of whether Kelon changes or not, whether he wants to live or die completely, he has to help Mo Qiong at this time.

Mo Qiong is not surprised at this point.

"Putting wings...will any kind of wings be fine..." Jiang Long murmured.

"There are sand everywhere here, where do you get the wings?" Adams said melancholy.

Mo Qiong tilted his head and looked at the winged light ball in the sky.

"Isn't that the case?" Mo Qiong said.

It is actually okay to have the ability to fly or not. He has given up activating this feature, but this is a feature after all, and it is definitely not an ordinary flight.

The imperial daughter Mulberry turns into a bird and can still revive the soul as a human being, so the cost is actually not very high.

"This feather god has a characteristic. His wings are infinite and can be pulled and grown continuously. If it weren't for the fact that the wings did not participate in physical reactions or were also immortal, they would have been able to use the smelting wings to make pseudo-infinite energy long ago." Mo Qiong said.

"Come up three billion, when will you have to pull it out?" Adams said speechlessly.

"Get as much as you can." Mo Qiong was just saying.

Suddenly, the cold sun in the distance flew towards this side suddenly.

Atton stood on the sun, with a strange flesh tube standing beside him, with an eyeball at the top.

It looks like a plant with eyes.

In an instant, a terrifying mental force swept the surface.

Mo Qiong, Adams and others' faces changed drastically and were discovered!

"Is it because of Kelon?"

Before he could think too much, Mo Qiong immediately began to knock on the palace to everyone.

Fortunately, in three days, about 200 million people can enter the Tao at any time. In addition, if Mo Qiong concentrates his mind, he can also help more than a dozen people knock on the palace every second.

This is his extreme reaction, and if he maintains this progress, he has almost no combat ability.

But in the end, it was a bit hasty. Once the battle started, it would be difficult for Moqiong to help more people enter the Tao. He could only weaken the ancient god as much as possible.

"Mo Qiong! You are not dead!" Atun stared at Mo Qiong in the crowd and was furious.

He realized that he had been fooled, and Shenzhen Tie and that savage were actually left to him by Mo Qiong!

Mo Qiong sat cross-legged on the ground and said coldly: "You discovered it, but it's too late. You will die here today."

Atton's face looked ugly. He had already felt the loss of energy. People who belonged to his divine system were separating his origin.
To be continued...
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