Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"steal?"

Ji Nian was slightly startled: "Didn't the book say that Da Jing Yao Ren tightly controlled the knowledge of mythology and specifically imposed a ban? This would allow those lackeys to steal the 'god'?"

"Yes." Wang Yan nodded slightly, with a serious look on his face: "Everyone was fooled by those dogs."

"Everyone thought before that the real scary thing was the Da Jing Yao Ren. These guys are just lackeys. They are no different from organizations such as the Fusion Faction, Lost Paradise, and the Three Quemen Sect."

"But in fact, the leader of their organization is wise and tolerant."

"I have suffered a lot of infamy for hundreds of years, but I have endured it until today, and I have just released seventeen gods at once."

"My uncle once found an ancient saying in the ruins. The general idea is that people who steal hooks will be executed, but people who steal the country can become emperors. So what should they call them after they have stolen many gods? ?”

Ji Nian fell into silence.

Those who steal hooks will be punished, and those who steal the country will become princes. In the gates of princes, benevolence and righteousness remain.

This is a sentence from "Zhuangzi·Xinluo".

The meaning of the first half of the sentence is quite different from what Wang Yan understood.

It's just that the history of Kyushu was incomplete and he couldn't understand the meaning of the princes, so he replaced it with the emperor.

The second half of the sentence says, "If the princes' families have the name of benevolence and righteousness, isn't that just the stolen knowledge of benevolence and righteousness?"

Used to satirize the hypocrisy of certain people and certain things.

Wang Yan obviously didn't know the second half of this sentence, so he just used it as a guide to ask him, "Who is the god thief?"

"I don't know what the name of the god thief is...the person who welcomes the god into the world and is with him is right in front of you. It's called Ji Nian."

Of course Ji Nian would not say what was in his heart, he just thought for a moment and said: "The God Controller?"

"That's a good name." Wang Yan stroked his chin and turned to look at him: "But those guys call themselves the gods of the gods."

"Jiang Ziya? Zeus? Odin?"

When Ji Nian heard this somewhat middle-class title, three names popped into his mind.

In Chinese mythology, "God of the Gods" is just a "virtual title" with a high status.

In Western mythology, the "God of Gods" is the supreme god in the pantheon. He can not only command the gods, but also whip the world.

But no matter what it means, this name is scary.

This made Ji Nian frown.

Ordinary people may become dizzy due to years of repression and suddenly explode, and thus do some crazy things.

But the high-ranking officials in Jing Xing Sect are all epic-level bastards who have endured humiliation for hundreds of years without revealing anything. They can both act and endure.

The horror of the mind has reached an unbelievable level.

Ji Nian didn't think that such a group of people would give themselves such a big name at the beginning of their rise, before they had any achievements.

"Aren't you afraid of becoming the target of public criticism?"

I can't figure out the chronology, and I'm too lazy to think about it carefully.

This is something that the Card Master Alliance and Da Jing Yao Ren should worry about.

As a high school student, it is his business to do well in competition and studies.

So, after chatting for a few more words, he said goodbye to Wang Yan and turned back to the tent.

"Good job. I'll arrange some games for you later."

Ji Niannian smiled and rubbed Yingtai's head. When he turned his head, his body couldn't help but trembled.

He saw Daiyu appear behind him at some point, with a faint look in her eyes, and holding a dull, dark and thick shovel in her hand.

It's just that this shovel is different from the ones he's seen before. It has many more fine buttons, and it also has two rows of holes marked with the marks. It looks weird.

"Well done."

Ji Nian casually took out a lychee-flavored lollipop from his pocket, handed it to Sister Lin, and then reached out to rub her head.

"Humph."

A soft hum sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Sister Lin turned around with the candy in her mouth, and then turned the shovel, almost missing his head.

"This girl."

Ji Nian shook his head and carefully checked the tent again. After confirming that nothing was left behind, he took Yingtai and Daiyu back into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and summoned the seventh and eighth masters to protect him.

Although this is not the first time I have encountered such an emergency, compared to when I first traveled through time, "a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers."

He was extremely calm at the moment, and it was impossible to say that he was not nervous at all in the midst of a "divine incident."

Only with these two gold medal guards by your side can you feel safe enough.

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, let's go."

The two great gods seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and they did not behave as calmly as before. Instead, they released Yin Shen auras one after another, as if they were expelling something.

Then one on the left and one on the right stood behind Ji Nian, each holding a weapon and looking solemn.

"Is everyone here?"

Outside the tent, Wang Yan stood at the front of the car and looked at the people, still looking at the seventh and eighth masters for a while.

"Let's go."

This time, the association sent three transport vehicles to carry these students and their Kalings.

After all, this was the first time we encountered an incident involving God, so everyone didn't feel very safe.

Anxiety and nervousness appeared on almost everyone's face.

Only by keeping the hand-made Kaling by your side can your heart settle down a little.

"call."

The cart started, and Ji Nian couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Turning around to look at everyone, their faces were not as ugly as before.

Some of the more generous ones even started talking in a low voice:

"You think, can we win this time? That's God!"

"What's wrong with the gods? Many of those high-risk secret realm creatures are also said to be 'gods', and they are still dealt with by the Zhenyuan Army. I tell you, just relax and know that everything will be fine."

"Every day, there is no peace... Now that something like this has happened, I don't know if the finals can still go on."

"What does that have to do with you? You can still advance to the finals despite the presence of those guys from Chronicle and Goldman Sachs? You spend all day thinking about things that have nothing to do with you. Are you not afraid of losing your hair?"

"Isn't this the same for me..."

Before the man finished speaking, the truck suddenly shook.

Sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes, opening up the sea of ​​knowledge and continuing the spiritual power, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Man is a very curious animal.

Even though they were scared to death, under the protection of Kaling, everyone in the carriage still suppressed their fear, lifted up the special tarpaulin, and looked in the direction of the camp.

He saw an infinitely tall, lifeless and broken figure hanging on the far horizon.

It was as if He was being strangled by a rope made of clouds, and his whole body was naturally drooping, looking very relaxed.

Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Card makers are all masters who want knowledge rather than their lives.

They knew that what they saw today would surely bring them unlimited inspiration and benefit them for life.

So I suppressed my physical fear and stared wide-eyed.

As the fog gradually dispersed, some people with advanced cultivation and good eyesight finally saw the true appearance of the God of Scenery.

Counting the one on his neck, He actually has nine heads, or one head and eight faces.

In addition to certain unspeakable parts, the faces with slightly closed eyes are also distributed on their shoulders, abdomen and thighs.

Not only is it not ugly, it is also very beautiful.

Paired with the stone-gray skin, it looks like a carefully carved ancient Greek sculpture, but with an oriental face.

But it is this kind of sense that is both human and inhuman that makes everyone feel filled with fear caused by the uncanny valley effect.

Ji Nian sitting in the innermost part of the car trough is a bit disgusting. If it weren't for Master Qi's yin energy conditioning, I'm afraid he would be nauseous.

He has the best eyesight in this carriage.

So I saw some things that others couldn't find...

That infinitely tall body, full of divinity, was actually made of rotten flesh!

And those faces also have maggots squirming, worming their way into the eye sockets...

"It's really unbearable... Is this called a god?"

The moment Ji Nian withdrew his gaze, the face on Jingshen's left shoulder suddenly opened his eyes without any warning, maggots fell, and a dazzling light suddenly erupted between the sky and the earth.

Enchanting and gorgeous.

Master Qi frowned slightly, and the moment before the light erupted, he reached out to protect Ji Nian's eyes.

Others who were struck by this light fell into temporary blindness.

"Baojuan, my eyes!"

Everyone who had never experienced such a thing wailed and covered their eyes, rolling in the trough until they reached Ji Nian's feet.

Ba Ye stretched out one foot to hook it, and then flicked out a ray of Yin Qi with his fingers to help it get rid of the burning burning.

Then he strode forward, grabbed the two students who were blocking the road with his two big and well-joined hands, and threw them back, while Qi Ye helped treat them.

He kicked the tailgate of the drive bay, crossed his arms and sat cross-legged, looking at the face on Jingshen's left shoulder in the distance.

"Ah-"

Its head and face opened its eyes at some point.

At this moment, he was tilting his head and looking at the Eighth Master and the Seventh Master behind him in a somewhat confused manner.

He only appears in the form of a kaling at this moment, and his spirituality is incomplete.

Even if there are nine "CPUs", they all have their own problems, so they can't figure out many things.

Just like now, the faces show various expressions such as confusion, surprise, doubt, fear, sadness, etc.

But Master Ba could only respond with a cold face.

The body that seemed to be made of steel reflected a metallic glow under the purple light.

The momentum is rising steadily.

After a while, he easily reached the four-star level that he had been unable to break through in the previous fifteen days.

"Ah-"

Jingshen lowered his eyes, as if thinking.

Finally, he silently turned around and faced the ant-like Zhenyuan Army. He opened three pairs of eyes and instantly aroused monstrous purple-black thunder and dark-green ghost fire.

Some masters were unable to avoid it and were hit by the splashed fine chips. In the blink of an eye, their calves and arms were lost. There were also many who lost their lives on the spot.

Kalings of different shapes fell one after another, and a large number of steel monsters driven by energy cards were overturned, causing explosions and flames reaching into the sky.

But his face facing the transport truck was pretending to be completely closed, but he was actually slightly squinting and secretly looking at the Seventh Master, the Eighth Master, and the year that was fully armed to protect him.

His expression was like that of a child who is afraid of firecrackers during the Chinese New Year but can't help but look at them.