My protagonist attributes have been discovered

It is night, the dark palace.

"mechanical……"

Under the jet-black throne, on the blood-red seat, the earring of the left ear is still, and the silver-white eyes of the god with one hand resting his jaw turn, glance at the subordinate who has finished self-punishment on the side: "A new thing for human beings?"

"It should be." The subordinate officer in a pure black uniform lowered his humanoid face, which was exactly the same as that of the main god, and the earring on his right ear fluttered lightly, not concealing his lack of knowledge.

"clatter……"

Hitting the armrest with the other hand, the god's indifferent eyes turned to the left of the two "persons" below the left level:

"do you know?"

"How do I know? I haven't been out in these years."

The tall young man who was seen by him who was a step forward folded his arms indifferently and said this sentence, and then felt a slight force from his elbow behind him.

"..."

Being abducted like this and remembering that he still has a "gratitude to get out of trouble" to be repaid, Qiongqi said with a cold face: "Ao Ye likes to play with humans, let him talk about it."

His icy gaze turned high above the humanoid attendant behind Qiongqi's right.

It's just to remind me and I didn't think about Ao Ye who was on my own: "..." It's easy for a friend to cheat if he has a bad brain.

However, facing the gaze cast by the true god, a gentle smile appeared on the ordinary face of Aoye, and he lowered his head slightly, calmly:

"As Master Qiongqi said, I am indeed very interested in species like humans. I have been wandering and observing in the human world for many years, but..."

He showed a shameful expression and smiled wryly:

"Firstly, although I was born in the heaven with the body of a god, but my status is low, and I am not proficient in magic arts; secondly, after all, there is [——] in this world to block together with the Lord of Reincarnation, even if it is a true god, it cannot be omniscient and omnipotent So, I really don't know much about this item that is silent before being used by a special person."

The cold gaze moves again...

"—Hey, you, you, you, don't even look at me!"

Before meeting the silver and white eyes, the white-haired bird in a yellow suit wrinkled his straight nose, waved his hands and shrunk his neck to defend himself and the hook-nosed bird behind him:

"We are worse than the two of them. If you hadn't let us out today, we wouldn't have known that human hearing is so good."

All present: "..."

In the dense group at the lower level, there are "people" who know the inside story secretly looking up at Qiongqi and Niaoniao at the two ends of the steps, and can't help but compare in their hearts: Although the former is the son of Emperor Shaohao, the father of the latter is also in the heaven Candle Yin, who also dominates one side, is supposed to be born not low...but why is the difference so big?

"My lord, I have something to say."

Before they could think too much, the young man with glasses standing on the next level of Qiongqi suddenly bowed and asked to speak.

The god looked over, and the voice was like ice:

"Say."

"As described by Mr. Yiwei," the young man got up and pushed his glasses, with a modest expression on his straight face, unhurried: "The application of this machine is immature, and its power is limited. The most it can do is to resist or transfer the concentrated An attack at one point, and because of the precision of the equipment, there must be a threshold for the strength to withstand, so it is not a concern for the time being. Right now Xuanmu is about to mature, not to mention that after today's incident, the guards of Ying Long and others must be tighter; we are short on time. If you spend your energy on these insignificant things, it is better to hurry up and plan the trip to Xuanmu first."

"..."

The regular knocking sound stopped, and the indifferent expressions of the gods on the blood-red seat dissipated slowly...

The eyes that fell on the young man with glasses retracted. He lowered his jaw and stood up slightly. His silver-white pupils turned and looked at the creatures with different heights, sizes, and ethnic groups. His voice was cold and cruel:

"Have you heard everything clearly?"

"..."

This morning and afternoon, groups with different clothes and shapes released one by one heard the sound, looked at each other, and more or less looked at the five "people" below the ranks: Qiongqi, Aoye, Wuniao, Dae, Shiwu The head... Finally, look back at Qiongqi—the king of beasts and the son of Shaohao whose reputation among non-humans has never faded since ancient times.

Although their expressions are indifferent and their temper is not very good, they are still standing here... These ancient beasts and raptors are weighing and calculating in an instant. The title of “Son of Hao” is the preferential treatment that Ying Long and others will receive—in general, it’s great to win, and it’s just a matter of admitting defeat and being caught back after losing...

Not a loss.

So in the next second, voices responded one after another:

"Yes..." Song Si, the master of Guanti Mountain's military disaster.

"Roar..." Zhang'e Mountain was ferocious.

"Hey..." The leader of the leeches in Fuli Mountain.

"..."

The phantoms of ferocious beasts with huge differences in appearance gathered in the hall below, and the roars, calls, and buzzing sounds fell intermittently after a while and returned to silence. It is hard to say how sincere they are, but just take one out , is enough to give those "orderers" a headache.

The God of Arms on the Blood-Red Throne is not satisfied with such a scattered lineup, but he also has no intention of training too much on these messy beasts that he doesn't like The miscellaneous soldiers imprisoned in the several continents of the universe have different purposes, and the degree of hatred for each place is also different. On the other hand, there is no need to deliberately dispatch them at all.

——For this point, all the "people" on the stage are well aware of it.

"So……"

The gods are seated on a high seat, hands with silver rings and brown leather gloves are resting on the armrests at both ends, drop-shaped earrings are far away, and the gaze cast by silver-white eyes is full of tyranny:

"Playing before the war, let's start from now on."

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Guiding the way→Chapter 125

Tip: There are easter eggs earlier.