Adams silently lay on the sand in a daze, but in fact, he had already hidden Bastet's Metal under the sand and spread it out.
The Bastet Metal formed an underground warehouse, and Jiang Long was inside. He had just been sent in.
However, there was no chance for him to show himself, because in the sky, there was a small light ball with wings overlooking everyone.
Jiang Long sat cross-legged in the Bastet Metal warehouse.
His brow twitched, and a trace of primordial spirit jumped out.
The primordial spirit recovered quickly, and flesh grew out. Soon, it returned to Mo Qiong's appearance.
"How are things on your side?" Jiang Long asked quickly.
"There are only three gods left in World Creation Mountain. I sent the rest to Mars," Mo Qiong said.
"That's great! There are only three left … They think you're dead? "Jiang Long asked.
"That Sun God might have been deceived by humans too many times, and is a brainless brute. However, this is actually the most appropriate character for him. Ancient gods are not suited to play dirty. That Tai Feng, on the other hand, seems to be negotiable. He's reflecting on his failure. However, they should all think that I'm dead, "Mo Qiong said.
After meeting Jiang Long, Mo Qiong helped Jiang Long enter the Primordial Soul Realm. After all, this step was too easy for him.
Then, Mo Qiong placed a trace of his primordial spirit in Jiang Long's Niwan Palace.
By sending Jiang Long to Adams, he was actually sending his own resurrection point away.
Of course, in doing so, he had to prevent his primordial spirit from recovering. He had to leave a gap and repeatedly destroy himself.
Otherwise, once he recovered, the small portion in Jiang Long's Niwan Palace would not count.
This move could not be prepared for long. After all, there was a limit to happiness. He could only prepare to die and leave a resurrection point for a short period of time.
Because Aton wanted to make Mo Qiong submit, Mo Qiong was also constantly cutting his own primordial spirit. Aton and the other gods did not pay much attention to his incomplete primordial spirit.
Most likely, Aton thought that Mo Qiong had been completely annihilated by that terrifying attack.
Mo Qiong knew that talking was useless, and he could not win by force, so he deliberately angered the ancient god.
Of the two choices, only the second one could be chosen by the ancient god. After all, they had to get out first.
Gods who wanted to get out first had already been sent away by Mo Qiong.
As for Ah Dun and Tai Feng, they didn't want to choose either.
Therefore, Mo Qiong's words were nonsense. He was just reminding the irascible Aton that he had no intention of saving Ke Long, nor did he want to talk to you. He was here to clean you up. Either you kill me now, or you fight me outside.
Combined with Mo Qiong's willpower, it was impossible for him to compromise. Even if he were to forcefully torture and tame Mo Qiong, Mo Qiong's consciousness would completely collapse in the end. Mo Qiong would lose all rationality and would not be able to use his ability properly.
In the end, Ah Dun only had one choice, which was to kill Mo Qiong.
Mo Qiong could then use this death escape to meet up with Adams and Jiang Long. Then, he could start from the three billion flesh races and accumulate enough power to slay gods.
"What a pity about the Butcher's Blade and the Bastet Metal. Why didn't you give them to me earlier?" Jiang Long said.
Mo Qiong said, "I sent you away in front of them. They thought you were being sent back to Earth. If I give you the two anomalies and leave my bare hands behind, they'll be confused. "
"This doesn't match my attitude when I'm about to fight them. How can I send my weapon home in advance when I'm about to fight?"
"Leaving behind the two anomalies will help them think that I'm really dead."
Jiang Long said, "But we don't have much time. Tao Tie was sent away by you, so it's hard to say how these three billion people will be dealt with …"
Mo Qiong said, "They'll probably be kept. Because when Tao Tie came in, the gods lost a lot of energy. If they had prepared this group of people at that time, they could easily restrain Tao Tie. "
"But now that Tao Tie has been sent away, the Lan Bai She outside might send Tao Tie back in at any time. At least, that's what the ancient gods thought. To prevent the outside from throwing things in from time to time, the ancient gods will definitely keep this group of humans as cannon fodder in case of an emergency. "
"However … it's very likely to reduce the 'maintenance cost' and save energy … so they'll deliberately starve a large group of people to death …"
Jiang Long said, "Quickly! Quickly activate the hereditary characteristics of these people. Their hatred for the ancient gods is as high as a mountain and as deep as the sea. "
"They're only missing courage to rebel! They're only missing an opportunity, a leader who can call for help. "
"The ancient gods' restrictions are completely wrong. If they treated the flesh race better, not to mention 800 million years, even 80 years would be enough to tame these people into slaves."
"However, the ancient gods didn't even give them the most basic survival needs. They didn't have spiritual sustenance or material sustenance. Even survival was a luxury. Such methods are absolutely unable to tame a highly intelligent species."
Mo Qiong nodded. He agreed with Adams and Jiang Long's thinking, but he also felt that the ancient gods' methods were too cruel.
Humans could be tamed, but they definitely couldn't be tamed like this. They couldn't even be considered slaves. They were really just flesh. Slaves could still think of all ways to survive. The goal of a 20-year-old was to live to 30, and the goal of a 30-year-old was to live to 40. Even if the chances were extremely slim, at least they could have such expectations in their hearts. This kind of low-end need, if used well, was enough to make people not dare to resist.
However, the flesh race here didn't have any hope. Anyway, they would die when the time came.
Deserved to die? This directly led to the people being raised not being afraid of death at all. If people weren't afraid of death, they could do anything.
"It's very simple to inspire their courage. Mo Qiong, you can't imagine what kind of courage they actually lack …" Jiang Long said agitatedly.
Mo Qiong pondered for a moment and said, "Die cleanly?"
Jiang Long said, "That's right! The souls of those who committed suicide or rebelled will enter the Solar Roulette and suffer for eternity! This is the reason why there hasn't been any major rebellion in the past 800 million years. The ancient gods took away the final dignity of intelligent creatures, giving them the right to choose death. "
"Once there's a way to ensure that these people's souls will be destroyed after death, they will be three billion lunatics!"
Mo Qiong's eyes turned slightly red. It was just that simple.
The reason why they didn't resist was because they wouldn't die completely if they resisted.
"Adams said that you only need to help them achieve the Essence Soul realm. That way, they can burn their Essence Souls and self-destruct to prevent the ancient gods from absorbing their souls," said Jiang Long.
Mo Qiong said, "It's useless. Their self-destruction speed is too slow. The ancient gods can absorb them into the Solar Roulette before their Essence Souls are completely burned. They can't even self-destruct."
"But they don't know! It's not like we're really asking them to self-destruct! If we have to sacrifice them to slay the gods, we might as well sacrifice ourselves, "said Jiang Long.
Mo Qiong smacked his head and said, "I forgot. It's just courage. They only need this courage."
Once these people reached the Essence Soul realm, they would be taught the art of burning their Essence Souls. They would think that they could completely destroy their souls before they dared to resist.
The true main force for slaying the gods would be Mo Qiong and company.
"In addition, by stepping into the mystical side of cultivation, they can activate the Dragon race template in their bodies and take away the ancient gods' energy."
Mo Qiong said, "Isn't there a flight ability? This has to be activated before the Essence Soul realm. Otherwise, once the Essence Soul realm is activated, the ancient gods' energy will be taken away and they will immediately attack. It will be equivalent to an all-out war. "
"With the ability to fly, they will have some ability to protect themselves after the war begins."
"Oh … But we don't know how to activate it. Unless you can contact Di Nü Sang," said Jiang Long.
To activate the flight ability of Di Nü Sang's descendants required a ritual.
This ritual had long been forgotten. These people were treated as members of the flesh race. Their average lifespan was only about twenty years. They were also not allowed to use words or drawings. It would be strange if this ritual was not lost.
As for Di Nü Sang, after giving birth to a few generations, she died of old age and her soul was sealed back into the Sun Wheel.
This meant that Mo Qiong had to contact her to know what the ritual was.
But here came the problem. He did not know what Di Nü Sang's soul looked like. Those who had seen her had all died of old age.
Mo Qiong pondered and suddenly said, "By the way, the woman you mentioned previously is Emperor Yan's daughter?"
"Yes. Why?" said Jiang Long.
Mo Qiong said, "I just thought of Emperor Yan's other daughter, Jing Wei."
"Legend has it that the women of Emperor Yan's clan have the ability to transform into birds. This actually matches what you said. You said that the price of the flight ability is to gradually transform into a bird, right?"
Jiang Long nodded and said, "That's right! Di Nü Sang has been around for so many years. The price must have accumulated and she has completely transformed into a bird. Are you saying that her soul might be in the form of a bird? "
Mo Qiong said, "At the very least, one of her forms is in the form of a bird … She can even attach herself to her human form. Her soul might be the same as ours, a gemini soul. Both human and bird forms are possible. "
"But we don't know what a bird form looks like either! How do you lock onto it? "said Jiang Long.
Mo Qiong said, "Perhaps … it's the form of a Jing Wei bird?"
"It looks like a crow, with a head of writing, a white beak, and bare feet?"
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