It was necessary to save them, but how to save them was a matter that required a lot of consideration.
Moreover, he could not always do it himself, how tiring would that be …
Master Fang wanted to live a carefree and unfettered life, enjoying the reverence of others. He had great power, but he would not do evil. He would occasionally do good deeds, but he would never be a firefighter like Superman.
Superman was the nanny of Earth who took care of everything. In the end, he would not end up well, and because of his great power, he would be questioned and scolded for a long time …
This was spoiling. As the saying went, parents who spoiled their children would never get the same love and respect from their children. Similarly, some people would not respect a powerhouse like Superman.
"Let's go. Let's go to the frog baby for a field trip," Fang Ning ordered.
This time, Sir System obeyed. Soon, the Azure Dragon came out of the Dragon Cave and flew toward the Divine Monument.
…
On the tallest rock of Mount Everest, a ten-meter-tall monument was erected, emitting rays of golden light that shone on all directions.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, this place had long become a forbidden area, and it was difficult for mortals to approach.
It was erected here to better utilize the power of the Heavenly Axiom. After all, Sir System would not waste its own power to communicate with the Upper Realm and send things back and forth.
Naturally, the Azure Dragon could enter and exit unhindered, and soon, it landed in front of the monument.
In the monument, the shadow of a frog appeared and cast down.
Finally, it disappeared.
In the System Space.
The green-skinned frog met Fang Ning again.
"The teleportation worked fine before, so how did those people get trapped? Why did the teleportation fail? "Fang Ning asked.
The green-skinned frog blinked its big eyes and explained, "Master, not all small worlds are like this. Only some important small worlds and where the gods live will be like this."
"I see." Fang Ning thought for a while and suddenly had an idea. "I have an idea. The Purple and White Dragons can't just use us for nothing. Let's use them to send a message to the gods, saying that we'll temporarily take a step back and not harvest the small worlds they're in. Let them release our people first."
This was because Fang Ning was soft-hearted. He wanted to save the people in time, and did not want to directly fall out with the gods.
"Hmph, you're such a coward," Sir System said disdainfully. "You always think of compromising when things go wrong. Are you still a man with a System? Can't you be more forceful? "
"Look at what you're saying, I have no choice." Fang Ning said helplessly. "After all, my intuition tells me that I'm afraid you'll be disappointed," Sir System said.
"Uh, anyway, my intuition tells me that you'll be disappointed," Sir System said seriously.
"Let's try first," Fang Ning insisted.
…
The vortex at the center of the galaxy.
The Purple and White Dragons, who were working hard on the Dragon Soul Calculator, smiled at each other when they heard the Black Dog's message.
Zi Long sneered, "Hmph, this guy also has a time when he has to beg us."
"I'm afraid it doesn't know what the gods are like," the White Dragon said disdainfully.
"Should I agree or not?" After venting, Zi Long quickly calmed down.
"That's true, this is not a good time to stir up trouble. However, we can't guarantee this. Since it's trying to take advantage of us, we can't bear to be indebted to it. We just need to send a message to it," Purple Dragon nodded.
Therefore, the White Dragon said to the Black Dog, who was squatting by the side, "We know about this. Tell your master not to worry, we'll send a message to him now. It's just that we can't decide whether those gods will listen to us or not."
Naturally, the Black Dog agreed immediately and sent the message back.
…
After receiving the message, Fang Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
Three days later, Black Dog sent a message saying that the Upper Realm would send another god down to discuss this matter. The location of the descent would be in the center of the galaxy. The Purple Dragon and White Dragon would be the witness to prevent the two sides from fighting.
As for the time of the descent, it was not fixed. It was only confirmed that it would be tomorrow.
Thus, Fang Ning asked Sir System to take the trouble to cross the long river and fly to the center of the galaxy.
He was too lazy to meet the two dragons. These two fellows had ulterior motives and were not easy to get along with.
He was by nature sick of dealing with these scheming fellows. One word to describe it was tiring.
In the starry sky, it was dark and only specks of starlight shone through.
Black Dog lay at the side, standing in the air.
Fang Ning was bored waiting. He did not know when these gods would descend, so he talked to Black Dog.
"Little Black, how have you been?"
"Thank you for your concern, Master. My wife is about to give birth and I'm raising her at home." Black Dog looked proud.
Fang Ning was shocked. It seemed that the crab people's technology was really brilliant. They could really make a robot dog give birth to a robot dog.
For a stupid dog like Black Dog, it was really pitiful that it could only rely on a robot dog wife to carry on the family line …
However, it was also a metal dog, so it was a perfect match. It was no wonder that it could not tell its own kind.
"That's good." Fang Ning was speechless.
At this moment, ripples appeared in the sky in front of them.
"In the past, these gods could only descend through Earth, but now they can descend through here. Obviously, the number of passages connecting the universe to the Upper Realm has increased." Fang Ning said thoughtfully.
"It doesn't matter. If one comes, I'll kill one. If two come, I'll kill a pair." Sir System said nonchalantly.
"Calm down, we have to have a good reason." Fang Ning reminded.
"Understood. You're right, Mr. Rich Boss."
At this moment, the ripples disappeared and two figures, one black and one white, appeared.
Fang Ning looked carefully and realized that they were familiar faces.
One was the God of Plagues whose incarnation was scattered, while the other was the Moon Goddess who ran away halfway.
What was this? Was it easy to talk to an old face? Or was it that the Upper Realm did not want to send more gods to die?
Fang Ning thought that it was the latter.
"Long time no see, Dragon God. How have you been?" The black figure spoke first with a cold tone.
Of course, it would be strange if he had a good tone. After all, the reason he ran away was mostly because of Zhi Nan, and the other half was because of Fang Ning.
"I'm doing very well. You don't have to worry about me, Sir. Let's talk business first." Fang Ning responded coldly.
"Hmph, business. You've really grown up. You want to harvest the Upper Realm instead. Those people deserved to die. It's impossible to save them." God of Plagues said fiercely.
"If that's the case, why did you come down? Just go back. " Although Fang Ning was soft-hearted, he understood that he could not give in during negotiations. Otherwise, he would be at the mercy of others.
"…" God of Plagues did not speak for a while.
The white figure beside him, the Moon Goddess, played her role.
"Haha, Great Venerable Dragon God, why do you have to do this? Now that your cultivation has come to fruition and you've become a True Dragon, you should understand that mortals are not allowed to offend where the gods live. It's fine for those mortals to go to the broken worlds, but it's better not to disturb the intact worlds. "The Moon Goddess's tone was gentle.
Fang Ning remained silent.
He understood very well that the relationship between the two realms was similar to the Cold War era. Everyone was wary of each other, and no one wanted to fall out with each other.
After a while, he said, "We're kind enough to help you save some of your people. Why do you want to stop us? You should know that the Upper Realm's destruction is a foregone conclusion. Why don't you take the initiative to integrate into this realm so that you can be freed earlier? "
"Hahaha." God of Plagues suddenly laughed coldly. "Although you've become a True Dragon, you still don't know much. Who said that the Upper Realm will be destroyed? The power of the Saints is not something those old antiques can guess. It's too early for you to be happy. "
When Fang Ning heard this, he was puzzled. Since the other party said that, could the Ancient Dragon's judgment be wrong?
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