Adams could not help but admire Mo Qiong's quick thinking.
This sudden Soul Extraction was going to kill everyone in one go. It was truly dangerous.
But Mo Qiong thought of a solution in an instant. When he saw the Sun Roulette spinning above Aton's head, he immediately thought of using the fan god and its recoil.
Using his proficiency, he teleported, painted, and prayed in one go.
Reversing the direction of the Sun Roulette had severely affected Aton's ability and interrupted the Soul Extraction.
It even caused the Sun Roulette to crack.
The damage to the Sun Roulette seemed to have affected Aton greatly. This ancient god's expression became unusually ferocious.
His originally dazzling golden light had dimmed a lot, and he had even shrunk a little.
Of course, as his glow dimmed, the roulette repaired itself and returned to its original state.
It was obvious that Aton had paid a hefty price to make up for it.
"You walked right into my trap! Die! "
Aton was furious. He instantly released a strong ray of light, like a solar flare, which drowned Mo Qiong.
This angry attack was too fast. Mo Qiong might not be able to react in time. It might even be useless even if he did.
This was because Aton was very smart. He controlled Bastet's metal warehouse, which Mo Qiong used to teleport, to turn it into countless strands of hair.
He knew Mo Qiong's ability very well. This was to prevent Mo Qiong from teleporting.
"Mo Qiong!" Adams was anxious.
Mo Qiong had saved 200 million people. These 200 million people had all entered the Dao. After the Soul Extraction was interrupted, they could fly back to their brain palace.
But because of this, Mo Qiong got close to Aton. His body had only recovered halfway when he was attacked mercilessly by Aton.
How could he dodge this! Jiang Long and Adams were very clear that Mo Qiong did not intend to die in battle so quickly. Hence, they did not prepare a strand of Primordial Spirit in advance.
The way to leave a resurrection point was to constantly wear down one's Primordial Spirit so that the strand of Primordial Spirit would always count.
This was not a long-term trump card. It had a short shelf life and would greatly affect one's combat state.
"Boom!"
The strong light dimmed. Nothing was left where Mo Qiong was. There was only distorted air.
Adams almost stopped breathing. Mo Qiong was too close to Aton. Aton's attack was too decisive and powerful. Even if Mo Qiong reacted and shot out a strand of Primordial Spirit to escape, he would not be able to escape the range of the explosion.
Unless he teleported, he could only teleport!
However, Aton had dismantled the last Bastet Warehouse, and the first two Bastet Metals had fallen into Jabri's hands.
None of the three pieces of Bastet Metal could teleport, so where could Mo Qiong go? Leave the Uncanny Valley?
If he left in order to survive, then this battle was already lost, because by the time he returned, at least a few decades would have passed.
These three billion people were all going to die.
"Mo Qiong! Mo Qiong! "Adams howled at the top of his lungs.
"It's over! Our souls will be tormented for eternity! The methods of the Ancient Gods shouldn't be so cruel, right? "
Of course, he was not afraid. He said that on purpose, hoping that Aton would be able to keep everyone's soul in the arena after he lost the battle.
That way, when Mo Qiong came back, their souls would still be around, and they could still be resurrected.
Ah Dun did not know that Mo Qiong was scheming. Seeing Mo Qiong crying, he thought to himself that Mo Qiong should be dead this time, right?
He immediately said coldly, "You'll know once you taste my methods."
Adams was relieved to hear him say that. His face immediately turned cold, and a seven-string zither flew out from between his eyebrows. It was a treasure he had made in his free time. The materials were terrible, but it could barely be considered a treasure.
"Do you dare to listen to me play a song?" Adams sat cross-legged in the air, the zither in front of his knees, and said faintly.
"I don't make a choice!"
Aton mercilessly controlled the Bastet Metal, piercing through Adams' chest, and quickly expanding into a tree, tearing it apart.
He had used the Sun Roulette to extract souls in a large area, and then used the high energy flare, so the loss of energy made his heart ache.
Especially the Sun Roulette damaged by Mo Qiong. This was his law manifestation, and the energy required to repair it was enough to release a hundred flare attacks.
After dealing with Mo Qiong, the rest of the Bastet Metal was enough.
"Humans are still too dangerous. We should have spent more effort from the start, and removed the brain stem of all the flesh races," Tai Feng said. He looked down at the crowd that was as vast as an ocean.
Aton could not bear to suck away so many primordial spirits, and said irritably: "Clean them all up."
"Ants! You fear humans to this extent! "Adams' primordial spirit was sucked over by Aton, and he even mocked him.
Aton was furious, and directly injected green energy into Adams' primordial spirit.
Adams immediately trembled, his primordial spirit twisted, but he did not make a sound.
"That's it? Little lizard, are you joking? "Adams was still mocking him.
He knew that the more he said this, the less Aton would kill him. At the same time, he would focus on him, and buy some time for everyone.
While Aton was torturing Adams, Jiang Long cut off one of his fingers, and snuck to Tai Feng's side.
Tai Feng did not notice at first, but among the hundred heads, one head suddenly turned to Jiang Long and roared.
Inanimate objects could discover an assassin's footsteps. After all, an assassin's footsteps did not make them invisible, but ignored them.
Tai Feng's hundred heads were not just for show. They were all different kinds of heads, and among them, there was a scheming one! A brain that was like a simple calculation program.
It was like a camera that caught someone passing by, and it sounded an alarm.
"Clang!" Tai Feng snorted, and his sharp claws slapped Jiang Long's back.
However, this confident strike was actually stuck.
Looking again, under Jiang Long's skin, there was a layer of poor alloy.
Tai Feng did not recognize poor alloy, but he could see the superiority of this material.
In order to make himself stronger, after the battle of Gaia, Jiang Long finally gave up on improving his physical fitness, and chose to sew poor alloy into his body.
Most of the bones in his body were poor alloy, and even most of his muscles were wrapped in a thin layer of poor alloy like a membrane.
This made him very resistant to beatings!
Jiang Long grabbed Tai Feng's hair, and sewed it on his fingers.
Through the characteristics of sewing, Jiang Long could connect any object together as if they were grown together.
Of course, Tai Feng's body was also immune to physical attacks, and the needle and thread could not pass through. However, the needle and thread itself could also be fused.
In other words, Jiang Long did not use Tai Feng as a sewing object, but used his golden hair as a needle and thread to pierce himself.
With a hook and a twist, Jiang Long's fingers and Tai Feng's hair grew together.
"Hong!" Tai Feng was furious, and a head spat out cold flames, sending Jiang Long flying and freezing him.
However, that finger still landed on Tai Feng's beautiful hair.
"Disgusting!" Tai Feng's hair emitted flames, and the finger was vaporized.
However, Jiang Long laughed in his heart. Just fusing a finger was not an attack.
The key was the "unsolvable snake venom" in this finger.
Tai Feng was different from Gaia and Ashton. This fellow was an ancient god with a flesh and blood body.
A hundred heads, a giant beastman-like body. Although normal damage could be ignored, the unsolvable snake poison was a specialty attack!
Jiang Long placed the poison in the finger and then sewed it together with Tai Feng's hair. Although it was quickly destroyed, in this short period of time, the two of them were one! The poison directly spread over.
After being hit by this poison, within three hours, any living being would definitely die.
Tai Feng was just a flesh and blood lifeform. So what if he was immune to physical attacks? He would still be poisoned to death!
"Oh?" Feeling his cells dying, Tai Feng tried to repair them.
However, it was useless. This kind of snake poison was useless.
"What did you do!" Tai Feng questioned.
Jiang Long naturally would not say it. Instead, he said with a vexed expression, "I failed …"
Tai Feng angrily pulled out Jiang Long's primordial spirit. "It's poison! This is poison … where's the antidote! "
Jiang Long and Adams were silent.
This was because this poison could actually be cured. For an ancient god, the snake poison would destroy the body. A dead body would be able to survive.
Tai Feng was a bit flustered because he felt that this was a percentage of necrosis. No matter how he healed or created flesh and blood, it would be useless.
A large portion of his hair had already died, and it was spreading to several heads.
He seemed to have a special liking for flesh and blood lifeforms and was constantly thinking of how to treat them.
"This fellow is a bit stubborn. It's good to be able to get rid of one," Adams privately said to Jiang Long.
Jiang Long was a bit regretful. "We were too hasty. There are too few people who can enter the dao. If we didn't suppress the ancient god's strength to the minimum, we wouldn't have any chance of victory."
They were waiting for the ancient god to take away their primordial spirits, but they saw the two gods looking in a certain direction in shock.
There, Mo Qiong was standing on a Bastet Flying Sword, holding Feather God Jabri in his hand. He was flapping his wings as he flew.
Beside him was a basket-shaped piece of Bastet Metal. It was already filled to the brim with wings! There might be thousands of pairs!
"Hey!" The two were pleasantly surprised. Mo Qiong actually didn't leave. Then how did he dodge just now?
Aton and Tai Feng were also very surprised by this question. They looked at Mo Qiong in shock.
Determined to save these three billion people, Mo Qiong had practically stopped himself from returning to Earth.
Going and returning, even if it took a few milliseconds, would take at least a few months.
However, since Mo Qiong was determined to kill the gods, he naturally had been thinking about how to make up for this problem.
He realized that there was actually a landing point where he could return immediately after leaving. It didn't take much time at all.
That was the fog of the uncanny valley. He directly set the landing point there. The instant Mo Qiong went out, it was the same as coming into contact with a transportation node, and then he would be sent back to the uncanny valley …
Mo Qiong didn't even see anything. It was as if he hadn't gone out.
However, he was very sure that he had gone out because he appeared a hundred kilometers away!
After entering the uncanny valley, it was possible to land anywhere in the desert. There wasn't a fixed landing point.
Mo Qiong didn't even know if he had used a Planck time to come in or out. It was directly equivalent to suddenly appearing from one point in the desert to another point.
There was no other space-time in the World Creation Mountain. The Bastet Metal was dismantled one by one because of the ancient god, so it couldn't form a sealed warehouse.
Shooting himself onto the transportation belt at the entrance was the only way Mo Qiong could flicker in the World Creation Mountain. It was equivalent to flickering randomly in the area.
Using this, he was completely sure that he could easily break the seal of the World Creation Mountain.
The thing that he shot away was definitely not stuck somewhere.
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