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Nebula M78

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Chapter 99. Cooperation of the Lord God

Three days later, in the kitchen fire hall

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Bell's screams passed through the Kitchen Fire Pavilion, and Bell, who was caught trying to get up from the bed to pray for daily prayers, looked pitifully at the fierce goddess Lori in front of him.

"You still run around knowing it hurts!" Hestia roared angrily.

"Can't you rest in bed for me? Are you a rabbit or a monkey? Let me catch you up and running around again, and I'll burn all your broken books!"

"My lord, that can't be burned, it's the holy deed that I copied with great difficulty."

"You said you, why are you so interested in missionary work?" Hestia put down the broom in his hand and sighed.

"Bell, I know your intentions are good, but no matter how keen you are on this matter, you should at least take care of your body first, right?"

Bell appeared to be 'clever'. Of course, what he thinks in his heart may not be enough for outsiders to understand.

"I just feel..." Bell scratched his head on the hospital bed, and opened the curtains. From here, it was easy to see the crowd that surrounded the kitchen.

There are humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, and even gods.

They all want to get the mystery of the Holy Light from Bell.

The disaster that happened three days ago destroyed half of Olali, and Uranus could not and could not conceal the truth of the matter, so he simply said everything.

Whether it's the source of Bell's power, or heretics, or Xoros, who is now powerful.

The enhanced monsters, mutated monsters, and intelligent monsters that have been raging in the dungeon recently are most likely created by "Lord Las" of Xoros.

Although there is no real evidence, Orario is now facing great danger.

The people who know the most about this matter are undoubtedly the Loki family and the Freya family, but Uranus did not involve the two, but chose to resist silently by himself.

He had no choice but to do this. If the two major families were involved, this might be the only force that could protect Olali's mortal power at this stage and completely deviate from Olali, and they would have no hope at all.

Uranus originally thought that Lars did not have such a deep pursuit and desire for Olalie, but now it seems that his code of conduct is too appeasement.

But up to now, the opponent's general situation has been achieved, and even if Uranus wants to use the chess pieces in his hands to counter it, he has already fallen into a disadvantage.

But he wasn't that scared. After all, the other party was an 'outsider' after all. If things got out of hand, he could just overturn the table and kill the other party directly. At worst, he would be the result of dying. Even those gods can't pick a thorn.

But in any case, Uranus must pay the price for his serious dereliction of duty and information concealment.

Under the tandem of Hermes, led by the goddess Freya, the nerve research decided to abolish the "one-vote veto" of Uranus and change it to Uranus's own choice with ten votes.

Although Uranus has hardly used this one-vote veto since thousands of years ago, the significance of having or not is too different. In this way, Olalie has undoubtedly moved from the absolute rule of Uranus to the era of the judgment of the gods!

But in any case, the correctness of Uranus and the guild is at least preserved.

In order to strengthen Olalie's power to deal with future risks, the matter concerning the spread of Bell Cranney's Holy Light teachings was put on the agenda by Freya.

For this proposal, Freya did not choose to use her own power - after all, if she wanted to, she could rely on her relationship and charm to maximize the support for this proposal.

But she didn't, it's pointless after all. And Mu Feng also wanted to see how many votes he could win with his current ability.

With 199 participants, the final voting result of the proposal was 134:75.

Leaving aside the ten votes represented by Uranus, the number of gods that Mu Feng can influence-has reached forty-eight so far.

Of course, there must be some who intend to vote in favor, but in any case, this also proves that Mu Feng's control over the God Council has reached a very high level.

But - GM has not yet succeeded, comrades need to work hard!

The external pressure was still not enough. Although Olalie was smashed by someone for a little while, there was still a big gap from the level that could scare these gods into a 'wartime state'.

The plan should indeed enter the final stage.

At the top of the Kingdee Playground, Mu Feng looked at the crowd cleaning up the dilapidated streets and buildings below, took a sip of the divine wine, and smiled at the person behind him.

"Fels... Ms.? It shouldn't be a problem to call you that."

"A skeleton has no gender at all." Wrapped in a robe, Fels said hoarsely.

"You came to see me because His Majesty Uranus meant it? Let me guess, do you want to ask... Is it all planned by me?"

Mu Feng put down the wine, turned around, and smiled jokingly

"If so, let me give you a definite answer—yes."

Up to now, there is nothing to hide, or Mu Feng didn't think that this matter could be easily hidden from Uranus.

Although rage and arrogance are his artificial beings, they are also part of Mufeng in essence. No matter how hard it is to cover up, the smell of the soul cannot be completely eliminated.

Freya has said more than once that the 'smell' of Mu Feng's soul is actually not much different from the smell of rage. If it is not good at this way and a careless god may ignore it, but if it is proficient in this way or a little more careful, it will not be unnoticed.

This matter itself is a game of cards after a showdown. Now that the face has been torn apart, licking the face and pretending to be innocent is too low and inferior.

"...Are you going to start a war with us?" Fels asked coldly after being silent for a moment

"No, I'm just helping you guys, helping O'Lari on the path of 'progress'." Mu Feng shook his head with a smile

"If you don't force you, how can you get on the path of improvement and strength? If Bell Cranney's Way of the Holy Light hadn't encountered such a thing, how could it develop and grow at such a fast speed?"

"You start a war, take advantage of people's urgency to promote what you like, and then say it's for our own good?" Fairs mocked

"That's true. After all, no matter what, the war is irreversible, isn't it?"

Mu Feng's fingers slid gently, and the liquid in the cup condensed into a map in the air. Orari in the center, the dragon head under the Tower of Babel, and countless soldiers surrounding Orari.

"The advance of the Alliance of Gods of War is unstoppable, and the hungry Gods of War are eager to use the destruction and blood of Orario to wash away their shame and gain their pleasure."

"The ancient saints of Xoros represent the will of the dungeon! The rise of the monsters is unstoppable, and the heretics will stand as a new race in the forest of the world!"

"War is inevitable and will break out soon. All this is not something you can ignore by plugging your ears and closing your eyes."

"But didn't you jump up all of this?" Fels said blankly

"That's right, I provoked it." Mu Feng smiled maliciously.

"I'm not discussing right or wrong with you? What I'm discussing is the form——Olalie is about to face a new form of war, but are you ready for it?"

Pointless, not at all.

To put it bluntly, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving against the ultimate soldiers of the God of War Alliance with Olali's family system, or facing the endless sea of ​​monster players under the Tower of Babel.

This is not only due to the crushing of strength, but also the huge difference in organizational strength. Orari's power has never been twisted into a single rope, and the essence of Orari, who has been scattered into one family after another, is actually a mixture of a group of gangster-style organizations.

You can't expect a gang of gangsters to be able to fight the enemy with peace of mind. The meaning of the army and the country is not just a "many people".

In the past, Olali's strength was only based on the advancement of the family system in the form of war, but when this system was caught up or even surpassed, then the problems of Olali's system were undoubtedly exposed.

But Mu Feng didn't want O'Lari's system to collapse and fail so simply. Even leaving aside Uranus, it would undoubtedly be a terrible result for the world to evolve into the form expected by the Alliance of Gods of War.

What he wants is a three-legged stand, a stable and powerful triangle. So Olali can't boast in any case, it needs great progress and encouragement.

"The existence of those heretics is the first whip to spur Olalie forward, and I hope that the second and long-term 'whip' will be played by the Alliance of Gods of War and the monsters from the Tower of Babel."

"So, what is the goal of the spur?" Fels pondered for a moment, then asked softly

With a whip, there must be a goal, and there must be a definite destination to stimulate the horse to move forward with pain.

"Other~world~world~" Mu Feng spoke out his ultimate goal word by word.

God o, the most beautiful tool man.

"Do you know where Apollo's Majesty is now? He's in Greece right now - Greece in another world, and he's there, witnessing adventures, changing stories, and though... not very bright, but interesting, isn't it?"

Mu Feng gently lifted the Black Rubik's Cube in the palm of his hand, and the torn crack projected in front of him was a scene of Apollo who was expelled from Orario climbing the towering Mount Olympus.

After losing the family war, Mufeng provided Apollo with an excellent job—an explorer of another world.

In other words, Apollo, a temporary worker member of Mu Feng's subordinate team of A-level reviewer under Miracle Props Evaluation Co., Ltd.

No salary, no guarantee, no benefits, just a workplace. There is no hair at the beginning, and the exploration of another world is waiting for you to complete!

It seems that people will really become what they hate the most, just like Mu Feng, who has become the oppressor he hates the most.

But unlike himself, these gods all agree with this kind of 'squeeze' from the bottom of their hearts. After all, they have paid so much, and what they have gained is a great sense of satisfaction...

"You just provided a channel, but you made God O a slave who gave you unpaid work."

Fairs pointed out the essence of the Mufeng Project in a bland and pungent way

"Of course, the conditions can be gradually explored later. But we are a win-win situation, aren't we? God o gains happiness, I gain benefits, and O'Lari and the people of this world gain stronger power."

Mu Feng shrugged, there was no trace of guilt on his face

"Even under the crown of Uranus, he was able to see that the children on the ground gained the power to live safely without them. This is not a win-win situation, but a win-win situation!"

"Hehe." Fels sneered.

No justice can justify the massacre—but the problem is, Mu Feng never said he was just.

He just stood purely from the perspective of interests, and with a pure interest creature, he proposed a result that could benefit all three parties.

So... what if Uranus isn't going to cooperate?

Of course, there is no need to say much, just smash the plate and smash the bowl, one shot and two shots.

Having lost his own veto, Uranus has no initiative. All he has is the choice of dying together.

Arrogant and furious, they could trample the entire city with Olali's unstoppable soldiers at any time, and Uranus could only restore it with divine power, and then he had to return to the sky.

This is already the best result for Uranus.

And now there might be many gods standing on Mu Feng's side, just flipping the table like this... is definitely not a good choice.

"So, happy cooperation?"

Seeing Mu Feng's hand stretched out, Fels was silent for a moment, and slowly held it

"Cooperation...pleasant."

"I think we'll have a lot to talk about."

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Chapter 100. Elegy of the Elves

Vincent's Forest, Ashley City

This elven city-state, known as the city of golden apples, howled and danced amidst the death brought by plague and fire.

"It's the last one."

Malekith ruthlessly pulled the black blade from the chest of Prince Orpheus, the master of the elven city-state, and looked towards the east of the forest amidst the charred corpse of the other party.

The five elven city-states have been dismantled by him one by one under his conspiracy and sharp blade.

The only thing left now, apart from the central elf royal court, is the last Pure Land City guarded by Alfred Wangsen.

However, so far, Malekith's army has only lost a quarter. The remaining army is enough to easily crush Alfred Wangsen!

The provocation of conspiracy and tricks has reached the extreme, so the next step is the absolute crushing of power.

"Seraphim!!!"

Accompanied by Malekith's call, the vicious and vicious black dragon flapped its wings and landed. Malekith stepped on the back of the mount and soared high.

The black dragon roared, and flapped a pair of pitch-black membrane wings to fly high into the sky, casting a bleak shadow on the forest. And what's more, following Malekith into the sky, there are thousands of dark phantoms.

Standing on the head of Seraphim, Malekith opened his arms and laughed wildly. His army will sweep the forest and kill these self-defeating kin and traitors, and he will rebuild the empire of the elves and crown the supreme king. Phoenix King!

——No, it should be to regain his position as the Phoenix King!

Just relying on the countless armies behind him, just relying on the thousands of people of the same race behind him!

On the roaring pitch-black phantoms were one and one corpses in armor.

They were the corpses of elves that Fury dug up from the ruins deep in the dungeon, but he didn't revive them one by one and make them into perfect dolls like Malekith.