Zongman: The God in Question Comes from Arcadia

"Although the development of things is a bit unexpected, it seems that things are still under our control, right? Sir Sarakar El."

"That's true."

Sarakael took a deep breath, then laughed dumbly and said:

"I just didn't expect that after you and the Guiding God joined forces, the God of Punishment would actually stand on our side."

Speaking of this, Sarakael's tone contained a thick smile:

"In this way, apart from the Creator God who is still in the gap between the two worlds and cannot return, there are already three of the four pillar gods of the Red World standing on the side of the Reform Group."

"You seem very excited?" Su Jin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile.

"My subordinate's mood cannot be described as excitement."

Sarakael made no secret of his joy:

"This is perhaps the closest I have been to a 'clear relationship' in thousands of years."

"The more critical the moment, the less careless it is." Hearing this, Su Jin smiled and then reminded.

"That's what you taught me."

Sarakael readily accepted Su Jin’s teachings, and then said respectfully:

"As you expected, the 'Destruction' Freedom Law has begun to spread with the efforts of our compatriots lurking in the Fire Mist Warriors of the Reform Group and our comrades in the outside world."

Hearing this, Su Jin raised his eyebrows, slightly dissatisfied with this classic.

The 'Destruction' Free Technique was developed by Su Jin to specifically target the followers of the Red World and bring them back to the jungle environment of the Red World.

The function is to allow the disciples of the Red World to devour the existence power of other disciples of the Red World in this world.

This is the Dharma of freedom that fundamentally breaks the definition of the "disciple's paradise" in this world.

It also has the largest area of ​​influence, involving almost all Red World disciples, even Fire Mist Warriors, and human secrets.

In a sense, this technique was the beginning of Su Jin's beginning to increase his influence.

Thinking of the consequences of the spread of this freedom method, and considering the current situation, Su Jin lightly tapped the handrail a few times, and then asked:

"How was the reaction at the Masquerade?"

As the largest group of Red World disciples in the world, the Masquerade's actions have always been the vane of the Red World's disciples.

Combined with the slow spread of the Free Technique, Su Jin seriously doubted that the masquerade party had not yet understood the importance of this technique.

"...There is no movement." Sarakael said with a hint of regret.

The Masquerade is an organization that has less binding force on the Red World disciples and is similar to an alliance, so the Reform Group has many nails buried in it.

However, judging from the feedback from various channels, the Masquerade does not seem to have noticed the existence of the 'Destruction' Free Law.

"Berupeolo is a smart person. It's impossible for her not to guess the possibilities brought by this free method..."

Su Jin tapped the armrest lightly, and then showed a playful smile:

"It's probably because he's preparing the substitute body of the ritual snake, otherwise Bellpeolu wouldn't have made any moves."

"The Ritual Snake..."

Sarakael repeated the name, his tone full of fear:

"Your Majesty, do we need to stop the return of the snake?"

"That's not necessary."

Su Jin shook his head, then smiled:

"Our Lord, the God of Punishment, has proposed himself as a pillow. I believe that he can very well restrain the God of Creation's unnecessary compassion for the people of the red world."

If there is anyone among the gods of the Red World who is least likely to cooperate with Su Jin, it is the God of Creation.

Compared with the God of Creation who affirms all the desires of the disciples of the Red World and praises their actions like a mother, Su Jin, who is full of malice towards the disciples of the Red World and clearly believes that he is on the side of mankind, can be said to be the disciple's mortal enemy.

If possible, it is not impossible for Su Jin to wipe out all the cannibalistic people.

There is no reason to kill them, there is only one reason, and that is that the influence of the observation world has not reached the standard.

Although it is ridiculous, Su Jin can only get influence from people like the Red World Disciples and Fire Mist Warriors.

After all, human beings, as a collective majority, do not have huge power in this world and cannot affect the operation of this world.

What affects the world is instead special groups such as the Red World members and the Fire Mist Warriors who invaded from outside.

But back to the ritual snake.

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Su Jin was very sure that his true purpose had not been known to the other party. In this case, there was still a possibility of cooperation between the two parties.

At least before getting relevant information about the power of creation, Su Jin would not attack the ritual snake rashly.

After savoring the core of Su Jin's words, Sarakael tentatively asked:

"You need the return of the Creator God?"

"To be precise, it requires the great poetry in His head, which is the weaving method of Wu He Bing."

Su Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a hint of fun:

"This kind of thing involving creative thinking is difficult to understand without my own explanation."

"Of course, if nothing can be done, it is not impossible to obtain the complete copy of the Great Psalm and have Hecate interpret it."

"So, do you need the cooperation of the God of Punishment?" Sarakael guessed some of Su Jin's thoughts.

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Hearing this, Su Jin smiled and said:

"Alastor plays the bad guy, and I play the bad guy. In this way, we can let the God of Creation know our situation and make Him willing to cooperate with our work."

"So, what my subordinates have to do now is to let the masquerade know the emergency of the situation?" Sarakael immediately understood what Su Jin meant.

"right!"

Su Jin nodded slightly, then smiled and said:

"The reason I called you here is to bring you to the masquerade party the tension they deserve."

"As for the guidance of the ritual snake, you don't need to intervene. Someone else will be responsible."

Salakael immediately understood that he would go to the enemy's position to pull off the tiger's skin and make a big show, which would make the masquerade nervous, while the guide god Shahar would come to act as a close sister to induce the god of creation to come to them. Think about the route.

All this time, the masquerade party was properly arranged.

"I understand what you mean."

Sarakael chuckled and said:

"Please wait for a moment. Soon, our reform group will definitely bring you the news you want."

Su Jin's lips curled up: "Go ahead."

The green flame spread silently on the wall clock.

After a breath, the eyes that had appeared on the wall clock had disappeared.

Seeing this, Su Jin stood up slightly, walked to the window, took out his pocket watch, looked at the point of the only pointer on it, then looked at the night scene outside the window, and murmured to himself:

"Only 2 o'clock..."?

Chapter 916 The Creation God’s Mandate (3/3)

Munich, the capital of the German state of Bavaria. Inside an underground bar that is getting ready for business.

With his slicked back hair, a second-hand cigarette dangling from his mouth, and sunglasses, the man who looked like a gangster was quietly drinking tea with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

Opposite the man, a tall, middle-aged man with silver hair wearing a bartender's uniform wiped his wine glass and said:

"You seem to be in a bad mood, Lord Qianbian,"

Hearing this, Xiu Denan took a sip of wine, then let out a long sigh and said:

"Maybe it's because I've been having bad luck lately."

Xiu Denan gave the bartender a perfunctory answer. After all, Hecate's abduction by the Sun God was something that could not be made public at a masquerade party. Therefore, Xiu Denan, who was in a depressed mood, could only keep his words to himself. In this masquerade party, under the control of Get drunk at the bar.

"Then do you want to change your mood?"

The bartender picked up the bottle, filled it for Xiu Denan, and then said with a smile:

"There is a protection request recently from the Aizen brothers and sisters, who are relatively famous in recent years. If you want to change your mood, you can try to accept it."

"Brother and sister Aizen? The famous cannibal? They have come to Europe."

Xiu Denan muttered, some rich red world members with the power of existence would hire the powerful red world king in the masquerade to protect themselves for some security reasons.

These people are collectively called 'mercenaries'.

The number one among the mercenaries is Qian Bian Xiu Denan who has nothing to do and often hangs out.

"It looks like the price should be very generous. It's a pity, Chaloppy. I'm currently in the state of 'Royal Life'."

"Is this an order from Berpeolo-sama?"

The bartender Chaloppy was surprised, then smiled and said:

"It seems that our great staff officer can no longer tolerate your behavior of often skipping work to borrow extra money. No wonder you are so troubled."

The three pillars of the masquerade all had corresponding preparations for their orders, and the Ding Zuo and the staff completed this very well.

Only the 'General' Qianbian Xiudenan skipped work for a long time to take extra time, resulting in low progress, so Bellpeolu complained about it.

Chaloby doubted that this was what Shudenan was worried about now.

"I wish I was bothered by this kind of thing." Xiudenan muttered, feeling extremely depressed.

After Hecate was taken away, his heart felt as if a piece of it had been dug out, and he had no energy to do anything.

If Belupeolo hadn't been stuffed with a lot of tasks, and was ordered by the Ritual Snake to wait calmly, Xiudenan would have gone after the Sun God and snatched back the princess in his heart.

However, the sad thing is that Xiu Denan can't do anything now.

While the two were talking, there was a tinkling sound. It was the soft ringing of the bell hanging on the door.

"Welcome." The bartender Charoby smiled towards the door, and then said in surprise: "It turns out it's you, Qian Zhengling Orgon."

Wearing a dark green hood, a high hat on his head, and white gloves on his hands, Orgon walked into the bar like a transparent man wearing clothes.

"Same old."

Orgon said to the bartender Chalobi, then walked straight to Xiudenan and sat down.

Chaloppy shrugged and poured Orgon a cocktail. At this time, Shudenan swung his glass and asked Orgon:

"Has the goods arrived?"

"arrive."

"What's the quality?"

“Top quality.”

The two looked at each other like mafia gangsters and began an exchange of unknown meaning.

Finally, after receiving a satisfactory response, Xiu Denan smiled: "Take out the things."

Hearing this, Organg took out a black crystal stone shaped like a heart from his pocket, handed it to Xiudenan, and then picked up the cocktail.

A bronze-green flame suddenly lit up on the cocktail, which was the phenomenon of Orgon eating.

Xiu Denan inspected the goods and showed a smile:

"High-quality emotions. It seems that the organization's plan in Munich was very successful."

Hearing this, Orgon shook his glass and said excitedly:

"Control all the world's most famous human writers and cartoonists in Munich's hotels, restrict their travel, control their diet, satisfy their various sexual desires, and then use the power of existence to stimulate their brains, forcibly inspire their inspiration, let them write all kinds of stories, and constantly manipulate and hurt the emotions of readers and authors."

"Thanks to these writers and the channels of Munich, the largest publishing city in Europe, we have instilled all kinds of literary works to the world."

"As a result, as you can see, the collection of extreme human emotions is very perfect."

"I am planning to make another perfect unfinished work like "Attack on Titan". Unfortunately, the author's brain has been broken by me, and he can only live like a dung beetle. Otherwise, I believe our next profit will be 30% higher."