Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 164 The God of Huaxia and the God of Great Scenery Face to Face
"steal?"

Ji Nian was slightly taken aback: "Didn't it say in the book that the Dajing Yaoren held the knowledge of mythology so hard that they specifically restricted it? This will allow those lackeys to steal the 'God'?"

"Yes." Wang Yan nodded slightly, with a serious expression on his face: "Everyone has been played by those dogs."

"Before, everyone thought that the really scary ones were the Dajing Demons. These guys are just lackeys, and they are no different from organizations like the Fusion School, Paradise Lost, and San Que Sect."

"But in fact, their organization leaders are very wise and forbearing."

"I have been stigmatized for a hundred years, but I endured it until today, and I just released seventeen gods at once."

"My uncle once got half an old saying in the ruins, to the effect that the person who stole the hook will be executed, but the person who stole the country can be the emperor. Then they stole many gods, what should they be called? ?”

Ji Nian fell silent.

Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be princes; benevolence and righteousness exist in the gate of the princes.

This is a sentence in "Zhuangzi·Xiancai".

Turning to look at everyone, the faces are not as ugly as before.

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.

He is only appearing in the form of Kaling at this moment, and his spirituality is not complete.

"Let's go."

"Baojuan, my eyes!"

But it is this human-like but not human sense that fills everyone with the horror brought about by the uncanny valley effect.

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

With that lime-gray skin, it looks like a well-carved ancient Greek sculpture, just an oriental face.

Before the man finished speaking, the truck suddenly shook.

"Humph."

After all, it was the first time to encounter an incident involving God, and everyone felt very insecure.

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

The momentum is rising.

This is something that the Card Master Alliance and Dajing Yaoren should worry about.

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

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

"It's a day-to-day, how can there be a stable time... Now that such a mess has happened, I don't know if the finals can still be held."

Even if there are nine "cpus", each is counted separately, so many things cannot be figured out.

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

Jingshen lowered his eighteen eyelids, as if he was thinking.

Even though they were terrified to death, the people in the car tank still resisted their fear under the protection of Kaling, lifted the special tarpaulin and looked towards the camp.

Of course Ji Nian would not speak out what was in his heart, but just pondered for a moment and said, "God Royal?"

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

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

At this moment, he is extremely calm, and in the "spirit-related incident", it is impossible to say that he is not nervous at all.

"I really can't bear it... Is this also called a god?"

Under the purple light, the body that seemed to be made of steel reflected a metal-like glow.

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

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

And on those faces, maggots were constantly wriggling, drilling into the eye sockets...

Anxiety and tension climbed up almost everyone's face.

"call."

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

But Jing Xingjiao's high-ranking gang are all epic-level Pharaohs who have endured humiliation for a hundred years without revealing anything. They can act and endure.

Only with these two gold medal guards by their side can there be enough sense of security.

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

"What does that have to do with you? With Ji Nian and Goldman Sachs around, you can still make it to the finals? You think about things that have nothing to do with you all day long, aren't you afraid of losing your hair?"

Finally, he turned around silently, faced the ant-like Zhenyuan army, opened three pairs of eyes, and instantly aroused monstrous purple-black thunder and dark green will-o'-the-wisps.

On the other hand, he kicked the tailgate of the car trough, sat cross-legged with his arms around him, and looked into the distance from the face on Jingshen's left shoulder.

"What's the matter with the gods? Many of those high-risk creatures in the secret realm also say they are 'gods', and they are still being dealt with by the Zhenyuan army. I said hello, so I just relax and specify that it's okay."

The hypocrisy used to satirize someone or something.

When Ji Nian heard the slightly middle school title, three names popped up in his mind.

Ji Nian couldn't help frowning.

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

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

He seemed to be strangled by a rope made of clouds, and his whole body drooped naturally, looking very loose.

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

So I saw something that no one else could see...

Qi Ye frowned slightly, and at the moment before the light burst out, he stretched out his hands to protect Ji Nian's eyes.

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

The two great gods seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and they didn't behave as calmly as before. Instead, they released a cloudy aura one after another, as if they were driving something away.

Ji Nian, who was sitting in the innermost part of the car trough, felt a little nauseous. If it wasn't for Qi Ye's transmission of yin qi to recuperate, he would probably vomit directly.

Its head and face opened its eyes at unknown times.

That infinitely tall, divine body was actually made of rotten meat!

"Jiang Ziya? Zeus? Odin?"

So he forcibly suppressed his physical fear and stared with wide eyes.

Man is a very curious animal.

Card creators are masters who need knowledge to risk their lives.

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

"Ah-"

Outside the tent, Wang Yan stood at the front of the car facing the people, and still kept his eyes on Qiye and Baye for a while.

Ji Nian, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, expanding his knowledge, and continuing his spiritual power, suddenly opened his eyes.

Ji Qingnian rubbed Yingtai's head with a smile, and his body shook when he turned his head.

As the fog gradually dissipated, some with high cultivation bases and good eyes finally saw the true face of Jingshen.

At this moment, he was tilting his head, looking at Ba Ye and Qi Ye behind him with some ignorance.

"Ah-"

But Master Ba had no choice but to deal with it coldly.

In this compartment, he has the best eyesight.

"Are you all there?"

Only by letting Kaling, who was built by himself, stay by my side, can my heart calm down a little.

Immediately, he strode forward, and grabbed the two students blocking the way with two big, well-knit hands, and threw them back, and Qi Ye helped to treat them.

Obviously, Wang Yan didn't know the second half of the sentence, and just used it as a guide to ask him, "Why are you stealing the gods?"
"I don't know what the god-stealer is called... The person who greets the gods in the world, and the person who accompanies him is right in front of your eyes, called Ji Nian."

Chronology is a little confusing, and I don't bother to think about it carefully.

Apart from some unspeakable parts, the faces with slightly closed eyes are also distributed on his shoulders, abdomen and thighs.

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

Coquettish and gorgeous.

There was a soft hum in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's just that the history of Kyushu is incomplete, and it is impossible to understand the meaning of the princes, so they were replaced by emperors.

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

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

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

It's just that this shovel is different from the ones he's seen before. It has many more fine-grained buttons, and two rows of holes for markings have been specially punched, which looks very bluffing.

Just like now, those faces show various expressions such as puzzlement, surprise, doubt, horror, and sadness.

They know very well that the scene they saw today is bound to bring infinite inspiration and benefit them for a lifetime.

Some with bigger hearts even started whispering:
"You say, can we win this time? That's God!"

After a while, it easily entered the four-star level that it hadn't been able to break through for the previous fifteen days.

"Well done."

Although it is not the first time to encounter such an emergency, compared to the "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers" when they first traveled.

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

Ordinary people may become dizzy due to years of depression and burst out once, and thus do some demented things.

I saw Daiyu appearing behind him at some point, with gloomy eyes, holding a dull, dark and heavy shovel in her hand.

"This girl."

"Good job, I'll arrange a few games for you later."

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

The horror of the heart has reached an unbelievable level.

I saw an infinitely tall, dead and broken figure hanging in the vast and distant sky.

Ji Nian doesn't think that such a group of people will give themselves such a big name at the beginning of their career, before they have any achievements.

"I'm not also..."

Some masters avoided it, and when they were touched by the fine debris, they lost their calves and arms in the blink of an eye, and there were not a few 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 an explosion, and the flames soared into the sky.

But his face facing the transport truck pretended to be fully closed, but actually squinted secretly to look at Seventh Master, Eighth Master, and Ji Nian who was fully armed to protect himself.

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

(End of this chapter)