God Judge's Dark Fall Project[Comprehensive]

For a moment, the eloquent high-level executives seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand, and they all fell silent, not daring to make a sound at all.

In the face of absolute power, even if they are full of tongues and full of endless strategies, they will fall into a rather passive situation in the blink of an eye, unable to use their strengths unscrupulously.

The so-called "one power drop ten meetings" is so simple and rude.

So at this moment, they can only watch helplessly as the scientific and technological products carefully manufactured by the Government of Time. The artificial man transformed from a flesh and blood body slowly gathered the blood-stained spear, then raised his head, and exposed a picture above. Delicate and flawless pretty face.

Against the backdrop of the red power behind him, his whole body seemed to have been smelted by flames, and his blue eyes became brighter and more indestructible. It was definitely not the harmless vase that the high-level executives expected in the early days of manufacturing.

——The soul residing in it has clearly come back to life in a brand new way.

His eyes scanned the faces of the high-level executives with different expressions one by one, checked them one by one according to the information displayed in the database, and after confirming that no one had slipped through the net, he announced in a loud voice: "Whether you surrendered voluntarily, or Want me to go up and beat you all to your knees and surrender? Give you ten seconds to make a choice."

After hearing such arrogant speeches, the high-ranking officials, who are used to being masters and even regard themselves as emperors, can't keep silent. Immediately, like a bee that has been stabbed in its nest, there was a burst of noisy noise.

"Stop joking! You ignorant traitor, have you forgotten who gave you a second life? How dare you avenge your kindness and say such outrageous words!"

"That's right, if we had known this, we shouldn't have taken you in properly and given you a new identity and life. Wouldn't it be better to let you die miserably in the past early in the morning?!"

"Don't think that with the help of Ben Ling and other irrelevant guys, we will fawn on you! How long can you last with your own spiritual power? It's really ridiculous."

Among the shouts and curses, there are occasional hypocritical peacemaker arguments, obviously wanting to stabilize the situation first, and then discuss in private to maximize the benefits for their own side.

"Machine Zero, no, Mio-kun, what happened today was not ordered by us, but a trap set up by Takashi Mitsuchi in an attempt to overthrow the entire Toki no Government. You should see this very clearly."

"So as victims, we also feel your anger. We should sit down and talk about each other's thoughts, instead of fighting each other... What do you think about this?"

Those who can secure a high position, apart from the upstarts who have strong financial resources and can not use their brains, most of them are the types who know how to play people's hearts in the palm of their hands and can easily change the situation.

The two parties can just sing a big show of black face and red face together, to confuse those who are simple or not deeply involved in the world, and it is very easy to get the result they want to achieve.

Maybe that kind of routine is really easy to use, and it has brought them a lot of victories.But today is different from the past. What they are facing now is not an independent individual, but a collection with the same will and goal, which is not an exaggeration to call it an army.

Not to mention, the Fu Sangshen are at least over a hundred years old. What kind of people and things have never been seen before. They have all become spirits, and their wisdom and long-term accumulated background far exceed the sum of all the humans present.

If we delve into why they were deceived back then, signed a contract to assist the government of the time to jointly protect history and the homeland of mankind, and finally fell asleep in the seal, and were developed and copied by scientific researchers... can only do so. With a long sigh, they still had a lot of goodwill in the past, and wanted to do their part for the world that the old master lived in.

Today, however, the state of mind is quite different——

"Hahahaha, it would be great if I could have a cup of tea." Known as the most beautiful blade in the world, Wuhua Taidao was still smiling, her voice seemed to be in rhythm, with an indescribably comfortable and elegant feeling , seems to hold the mysterious power to make the audience relax.

While speaking, he casually wiped away the retrograde army debris stained on the blade, re-exposing the beautiful moon pattern attached to the body, and continued slowly while admiring its unfading sharpness: "However, at this time, it should be done with blood. It would be more suitable to fill the cup. It seems that it is time for the elderly to change their hobbies and learn to follow the trend."

"Hmph, wouldn't it be more fun to take down all those who deserved their crimes, cut open their carotid arteries, and use them as containers?" Compared with him who still knows how to modify his nature, he swung the remaining enemy troops with one side The little Huwan showed his viciousness without any scruples, parted the corners of his lips and said sarcastically: "The blood is probably full of grease and putrefaction, smelling it will make people sick, it's hard to swallow."

After finishing speaking, he turned around quickly, stepping on the stone steps built in front of him and leaped straight to the top of the arena-like arena, as if he wanted to pierce the man-made stone brick wall in one fell swoop and release the hidden sky behind it He swung his knife sharply.

That terrifying blow was like a thunderstorm. In an instant, the wind whipped up wildly, blowing countless flying sand and rocks, and the next moment, it was like a punishment from heaven descending on the solid protective handrails in front of the high-level people, causing a shocking and loud noise. .

"boom--!!!"

The effect of this explosion is by no means inferior to hot weapons such as bombs, and it is enough to subvert the inherent thinking of the god-judgmentists about swords and swords, and refresh their previous views.

——Obviously they have the same appearance, but compared with the split spirit produced by the government of the time, the power of this spirit has been multiplied dozens of times, it is simply too strong!

Probably this is the power of the gods. Even if they are in the bottom position, they are by no means a powerful existence that ordinary people can contend with.

Although the high-level people have committed the crime of blasphemy, and are even complacent about it, thinking that the other party is nothing more than that, but facing the real anger that endangers their lives, these guys who claim to be smart can no longer show the ugly faces of the past. I can't wait to turn into an insect the size of a fingernail and crawl away from this place silently.

As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood.As long as they can save a little life, they can find a chance to make a comeback and continue to enjoy the glory and wealth, so no matter how humiliating the method is, there is nothing to hesitate.

However, the evil god who walked out of the smoke and dust obviously did not want to give any way out. He pointed the blade reflecting the cold light at the high-ranking officials who subconsciously held their heads to prevent squatting. There was no emotion in the lowered blood eyes, as if Looking down at the ants at his feet, expressing his position condescendingly.

"—Even if you don't like it, in order to fulfill the child's wish, I ask you all to go to hell, right?"

"This this……"

The high-level executives who had been stubborn just now saw the wind, immediately raised their hands and surrendered, and said flattering words that slapped themselves in the face: "I didn't say no, I just want to discuss how to make compensation... You see, after all You will still live together in the future, and you need all kinds of conveniences, so using everything we have given is the best solution, right?"

Taidao Fusangshen with a beautiful head of silver hair remained unchanged, still staring at the dying and struggling ants with a gaze full of coolness.

Before he made a decision, the companions who had been robbed of the limelight cleaned up the mess one after another, surrounded the artificial man with warm brown hair affectionately and came to the top floor, stood at the same place with him, and in an instant they were not counted. The narrow corridor was blocked.

Although it can be regarded as a battle of revenge for the Fusangshen, just looking at their beaming expressions, there is no serious atmosphere at all. They are completely in the state of entering retirement (?) life early, and even have leisure to start fighting for favor .

"Master Hall, you don't need to bother you to do the next thing, just let us do it!" The pressure cut Hasebe who is always on the front line of fighting for favor is like climbing over many obstacles, and he wants to rob him of himself. The guys in the best positions were all squeezed to the back, and then stabbed against the dissatisfied gaze of the swords, and stood beside Mio contentedly.

Of course, he cared more about the commander he recognized than what others thought, and this point would not change in the past, present or future.

The cyborg in the center of the Shura field was not as self-conscious as before, and now he showed his signature soft smile, looked at the Fusangshen with different expressions around him, and thanked him very seriously: "Well, Hasebe is really considerate. .However, you have worked very hard today, you should take a good rest, don't worry about anything else."

"Oh, please don't say such polite words in the main hall. Now that we have recovered our original spirit body, we have inexhaustible strength." California Qingguang, who is also the ultimate master, is not at a disadvantage. Leaning over to wrap one of Mio's arms, she acted coquettishly very freely.

"You are the hardest person. Why don't you sit and drink tea and eat dessert? By the way, I can also massage you to relieve fatigue. It will be very comfortable!"

"Yeah, when you were in the base of the green team, didn't you like Qingguang's craftsmanship very much, so don't refuse his kindness?" He helped out very naturally, and quietly demonstrated the unique ecological chain status of himself and his friends.

Although the current number of blades is far more than that in the previous Honmaru, it seems that it is difficult to stand out, but in fact, there are still big differences between everyone-for example, the back blade who has not lived with Mio is obviously a At the stage of starting from scratch, there is basically no competitiveness.As for the swords who have fallen in the dark, they also have different heartbeat (?) memories, and the progress of the attack (or the attack) is not uniform.

Now, they must seize the time to maximize the favorability of the main hall in order to lay a solid foundation for their future life.

So the first thing to do is to keep popping up, constantly, constantly to create a sense of existence!

In this regard, the blade with the experience of grouping obviously has the advantage and the right to speak.