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In all fairness, the argument of destroying the gods is not unreasonable.

A programmer who is responsible for patching the complex program of the multiverse, but in turn is threatened or even possibly controlled by something in the program?

This is such a nonsense fact that no programmer can tolerate it.

Generally speaking, what programmers hate the most are loopholes. They need to spend energy to fix them, and then carefully take one step and three steps, and beware of more loopholes that may appear inexplicably due to patching one.

And now, Downey, the only local god produced by the unprecedented multiverse, is a loophole in a sense, but fortunately, in this regard, the Wall of Speed ​​and Force will be more active than the cosmic gods.

But the dead thing, the source of fire, is the most difficult "loophole" that the gods need to face.

A person who is in the program but can control and modify the programmer's bug in turn is unbearable for an individual, and it has nothing to do with temperament.

The existence of the fire seed source is simply a great humiliation to the universe god group.

Therefore, the declaration of God's anger and encouragement to go to war is not a problem in essence. He is not only for his own safety, but also for maintaining the largest concentration camp of programmers, the Universe God Group, and perhaps mixed with all kinds of fire. The curiosity and greed of the source, but it doesn't matter, the point is to start the war.

Whoever has mastered the source of fire is equivalent to mastering the god group in a certain sense. If the destroying god can grab and use the fire source, he will be the uncrowned king of the god group, and even the judge will be afraid.

The other gods fell silent for a moment.

The sleeping god turned his head to look at the calculator Nezar. This god, who exudes light blue crystal luster, is best at collecting information. This result is fed back to the justices.

The position of Calculator Nizar is somewhat similar to the meaning of intelligence officer and prophecy mage.

"Calculate." The Sleeping God said.

The calculator tapped his head and fiddled with it for a while before saying: "I can't detect Donnie's backhand. He is very cautious and doesn't want to find his backhand. The possibility of our winning is very low, because he can In a sense, we are immortal, but if we die, we will lose one, and our strength will only continue to weaken, not become stronger."

The experimenter was a little annoyed, and said coldly: "The only god is not invincible. Once he is resurrected, we will kill him once. We can suppress him with absolute strength for hundreds of millions of epochs. The universe god group has never lost, whether it is Neither the First Firmament back then nor the five creation gods of today can make us bow our heads."

"That's why Eternity's attitude towards us is very subtle. He hopes that the new god will kill some of us." The manipulator Jamil, who is also the elder brother of the experimenter De Fulong, unceremoniously slapped his younger brother.

The experimenter became anxious, and immediately quarreled with the controller. The two brothers have always been like this, and the quarrel is the eternal theme.

The God of Destruction directly called the judge, but no one responded to him. For some unknown reason, the judge did not participate in the resolution between the nine gods.

Just as they were arguing over whether to fight or endure, the goddess gave them a disappointed look, and her golden body disappeared without a trace.

...

Main Universe, Earth, China, Luoyang.

The goddess became the size of an ordinary person, walking in this thousand-year-old city, the three electronic eyes on her face kept scanning the whole picture of the city, but she still showed deep disappointment in the end.

"Here, it's not like this..."

The goddess whispered something.

There are high-rise buildings everywhere, reinforced concrete buildings everywhere, all kinds of outdated metal moving tools running around clumsily...

During the Eastern Han Dynasty nearly two thousand years ago, the city was not like this, everything changed.

Even though the goddess could easily see through the timeline and observe Luoyang in that era over two thousand years, she did not do so.

It's meaningless, so what can I do if I look at it, it will only increase the nostalgia and resentment in her heart.

Moreover, the timeline of the main universe is strongly suppressed by the New God. She can only watch it, but cannot change it. If it is changed, everything will collapse.

The goddess stood quietly on the street, and the crowd hurriedly walking around ignored her, as if she didn't exist at all.

In the three red eyes, a red light suddenly lit up, scanning the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and in the next second, the whole of Luoyang changed.

All the modern atmosphere was forcibly erased by an unknown force. Simple wooden and stone buildings rose from the ground, and small buildings full of ancient atmosphere were neatly arranged on both sides of the road.

There was a drizzle of rain, and the air was filled with the scent of young grass and young leaves.

On the street, a citizen looked in a hurry, riding horses of different grades galloping across the wide road, and the sound of rattling frequently sounded, indicating the prosperity of the city.

The citizens were anxious to go to their respective departments to go to work and clock in. The short and thin horses and the tall and handsome sweat-blooded BMWs each galloped past with their masters on their backs, raising a cloud of dust and attracting the attention of the roadside citizens.

"Look, another great horse!" Someone pointed with longing.

At this time, a team of more than a dozen horses pulled a cart full of goods, slowly passing by on the street, leaving behind a lot of horse manure, causing extremely bad urban and air pollution.

A man in official uniform and holding a long knife stopped the cart in the street, licked his lips cruelly, and smiled evilly: "I, urban management, pay money!"

No one is surprised by the sudden changes in the surrounding environment, it seems that everything seems to be taken for granted, the era they live in is like this.

"That's right..." The goddess walked on the smooth road, looking at the familiar but unfamiliar things carefully, showing no emotion.

The toy named Zhang Heng once told her that even if she is the creator, she cannot kill creatures with independent thinking at will.

Although, as the goddess of the eighth-level god, she scoffed at this statement, she still did it. It was just a matter of thought anyway.

The more the realistic creation recalls the past, the more complex and hatred in the goddess' heart boil like a tsunami, and the hatred in her heart intensifies.

"Damn it all..."

The goddess muttered, and a subtle fluctuation appeared on the golden body.

"No matter who you are, give up your resistance, you are already surrounded by the God Spear Bureau!"

A ring-shaped space carrier descended on the sky above this quaint Luoyang, and the entire Divine Spear Bureau looked at everything below with horrified eyes.

"Mother, is there such a huge and luxurious palace in Luoyang City? Why don't I know... Ah, my eyes! Let's snatch this palace first, and there will be no shortage of funds for the next ten years... What do you think? Well, Bumblebee."

Saber widened his eyes, staring at the magnificent palaces below, his eyes were almost blinded.

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