Nie Lang didn't wait for Nie Long or the other six Paragons to respond. His expression was cold and indifferent. "To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the fact that we don't want to bring disaster to both sides, we would have spread the word long ago! Without the support of the gods, who do you think you are? With just a few Paragons and a handful of grand elders … do you really think you can conquer this world? "
The faces of the seven Paragons were as black as the bottom of a wok, so black that it almost glowed.
Nie Lang ignored them and continued, "Think about it yourself. What are you going to do? You motherf * ckers want to destroy this world! You want to destroy every living thing in this world! Why should this world let you do whatever you want? Why can't all living things resist? You think I'm threatening you? Yes, yes! I'm threatening you! What's wrong? Can't I? Let me offer you a word of advice. I … Nie Lang, am also a member of this world. I'm here on behalf of Tiandi Chu to discuss this with you. This will be the only time! There will be no next time! Just this once! When we're done, it's up to you! If you still want to crush this world with all your might and slaughter all the living beings in this world to construct your so-called perfect God World, then come on. We're not pushovers. Don't think you're invincible just because you're strong. Don't think you can rule over all living things just because you're strong. That's just a fantasy! "
Finally, Nie Lang looked at the seven Paragons, whose faces were as black as coal. "Wake up!" he said.
With a wave of his hand, the giant hole in the barrier opened once more. Then he directly said, "Little bastards of the God Race, get down here! There's no trap here. I've killed all seven of your Paragons! "
"Get the hell out of here!" Nie Long roared.
"You're the one who's been killed!" One of the Paragons snarled.
Nie Lang didn't take offense. He chuckled and pointed a finger into the distance. "See that? We've left you a continent over there. It cost us a hundred thousand crystals to build it. You don't have to pay for it. There's no need to thank me. If you really want to thank someone, then thank the three God Clans. "
"Why don't you just die?"
"Shameless!"
"You're despicable!"
The three Patriarchs of the three God Clans were so angry that they almost vomited blood.
Nie Lang, on the other hand, turned around and left with a confident look on his face. "I'm done talking. You guys can figure out what to do next."
The remaining seven Paragons looked at each other.
"He left just like that?" The corners of the Lan Clan's Grand Elder's mouth twitched, and his eyelids twitched.
"Shameless!"
"Nie Long, I remember that he has always been a straightforward person. How did he learn to play such tricks?"
"You really can't learn anything good from the human race!" The one who said this was the patriarch of the Lan God Clan. He was truly filled with emotion.
In the past, although Nie Lang was also a scheming old wolf, his style of doing things was still quite open and aboveboard. For example, when he wanted to betray the Immortal World and enter the Lower Realms, even though he had planned it out before taking action. But the whole process had been very crude.
If the Gods of the God Realm had really wanted to eradicate Nie Lang's Beast Clan at that time, there would have been a great chance.
"I regret what I did." Nie Long couldn't help but sigh.
This guy was too shameless. He came straight up and threatened them, without saying anything else. Once he was done, he turned around and left. It was so cool. But the seven Paragons almost choked to death!
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the huge hole above their heads. Then, they looked at each other.
What should they do?
If they didn't let the Protoss in now, even they wouldn't be able to explain themselves.
They had come to crush the Lower Realms!
Now that the door was open for them, they didn't dare come in. What was the point of crushing them?
"First … let's put the war under control." In the end, the patriarch of the Du God Clan sighed, then said, "Let's think about this at length."
"That's all we can do." The other Paragons sighed.
Were they afraid of Nie Lang? Of course not. Not only were they not afraid, but they were also confident that they could suppress Nie Lang on the spot!
Even if they tore him to pieces, they had absolute confidence!
But the problem was, what could they do even if they tore Nie Lang apart?
His threat just now was like pinching a snake's weak spot. It was too precise!
The group of top-notch Deities didn't even dare to move recklessly.
Once this group of creatures from the lower realm was provoked, if they really did that, then this world would really be lively. The return of the First Deities was something that could not be avoided.
When that time came, the River of Time would appear everywhere, and countless gods would jump out from it. The top First Generation God in the cage would once again descend upon the world. What would happen when that time came, none of the Paragons could guarantee!
"This is too much!" Nie Long's eyes burned with anger. He said in a low voice, "Are they the only ones who know how to use human methods, and we don't?"
"Yes, they're doing this because they don't want to fight us head-on at a time like this. They want to buy time. Then we'll drag it out! Let's see who dies in the end. " A Ruler of the Runic Race said through gritted teeth, "Tiandi Chu has a long life, but he will die one day, right? I don't believe he can live longer than us! "
At this time, the Lan family's Grand Elder glanced at him and said indifferently, "You're thinking too far. He won't live that long."
Everyone's eyes were focused on the Lan family's Grand Elder. The Lan family's Grand Elder said, "Aren't we going to play the human method? We will let the Lower Realms know that we … are the ancestors of the human race! Play tricks? When we played, not a single one of these Lower Realms was born in this world! "
These words were a bit exaggerated. There were countless smart people in the world, and no one said that older people were smarter. But right now, no one refuted the Lan Clan's First Elder's words. That was because in their hearts, they were similarly suppressing their anger. They wanted to play these humans to death!
They dared to threaten them, the top Gods. This was too much!
Then, a large number of Divine Race beings flew down from above. They descended into this world. But none of them understood what was going on.
Looking at the vast continent floating in the distant void, they were all a bit dazed.
There was no ambush here. The hospitable Lower Realms beings had prepared a place for them to rest? Would they be so kind? Would there be an ambush on that continent?
The same thought appeared in the minds of all the deities. Even the people from the three Divine Races.
After all, the human race had always been the most cunning!
The three Divine Races also had a way to deal with this. They released the Pantheon Palace right here.
Then the direct descendants of the three Divine Races all entered the Pantheon Palace.
However, on the side of the three God Clans, there were countless side branches and vassals. They were not so lucky. They could only enter the continent.
The runic lifeforms and the beasts could only follow the commands of their respective leaders and enter the continent in a daze.
The explanation given by the Seven Sovereigns was that the humans had long since been prepared for such an event. If they directly attacked the Five Great Skies of the Lower Realms, the Divine Race would suffer heavy casualties. Just now, the Emissary of the Human Race had come here to negotiate for a temporary truce between the two sides.
As for when and how to fight, that still needed to be studied.
The Divine Race beings, who were in high spirits, were not very satisfied.
What did they mean by heavy casualties? We're all ready! How could mere creatures from the lower realms withstand the attacks of so many deities? How could we possibly suffer any heavy casualties?
They instinctively felt that there was a problem here, but they could not pinpoint what it was. So in the end, they could only accept this arrangement.
After all, they could not bypass the Seven Rulers and attack the Lower Realms on their own.
Soon, the uncountable number of God Tribe members were arranged to go to that continent.
Then, the direct descendants of the Seven Rulers appeared on huge artifacts similar to the Pantheon Palace, which also surrounded the new continent. They did not separate.
Not long after, the Divine Race beings discovered that there were some Lower Realms beings on the continent. Moreover, they were selling something called Runic Message Boards.
Someone actually dared to do business with the Divine Race beings here? Did they not want to live?
Without saying a word, the Divine Race beings killed the Lower Realms beings and snatched a large number of Runic Message Boards.
After killing them, they discovered that the Lower Realms beings were actually the simplest artificial intelligent life forms.
This matter also made the Protoss who had made a move feel ashamed.
However, the runic message board had directly entered the world of the Protoss in this way.
In the beginning, the Divine Race gods, including the Runic Life Forms, were quite disdainful of such things.
What Runic Message Boards? They were just a pile of rubbish created by the Lower Realms. Did they really think that covering the entire world was a big deal? That was because the gods of the Divine Realm were not willing to play with it! Otherwise, the Lower Realms beings could only eat our ashes!
But not long after, even the Lower Realms beings who had despised the Runic Message Boards shut up. Because they were shocked to find that this thing … was simply too fun!
It was a truly all-encompassing artifact!
Almost anything could be done on it!
Some Divine Race beings even found a shop on it!
A shop? What the hell was that?
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