National Samsara: Start with an Infinity Glove

"…………"

Speechless, he looked at the prompts that popped up in the reincarnation brand.

Chu Ze only felt that he really couldn't keep up with Susanoo's sexy moves.

This dick god didn't choose to take revenge on himself after being fucked to death, but instead gave his divine power to himself. what is this?

If you can't beat the opponent, should you let the opponent become your teammate?

You really show off!

I'm so damn convinced.

Chu Ze had to admit that Susano'o's approach really hit his weak point.

For him, when dealing with enemies, he can ignore whether they are male or female, old or young, and directly use violence to kill them all.

But if such a role is replaced by his own subordinates, the first thing he will consider is how to get these guys to create more value for him.

It is absolutely not acceptable to use it for killing.

Because according to the rules of the Lord God, you will not get any points after killing the aborigines of the same camp, and even the dropped equipment will become ownerless and cannot be certified.

Then there is only one choice left.

That is to select potential beings from these gods to become servants.

Form a super dimensional team

"The problem has returned to its original point. It seems that the plan of the Super Dimension Team can be put on the agenda."

As his eyes wandered, Chu Ze saw Bishamon and Yadou, who had been standing there without taking any action since just now, with a smile on his face.

"You two, come here."

Looking at each other speechlessly, Yadou and Bishamon walked forward obediently.

At the same time that Chu Ze obtained Susanoo's divine power, his divine power had risen like hell.

That was the highest The unique power of a god.

As long as it is shrouded in the land of Gaotianyuan, the majesty of God will always shine.

And the people who feel the most profound about this majesty are not humans, demons, or undead, but the other eight million who are also gods. Gods.

Just like now.

Bishamon hated Chuze to death, but after hearing his order, he still had to come up and kneel on one knee in front of him respectfully.

"Susanoo's life."

Mate" is a respectful title for gods.

But under normal circumstances, gods do not need to be called this way.

However, Susano'o is one of the supreme three noble sons.

Even if he is a god, he needs to add"Ming" to his title. Honorific words

"I see anger and dissatisfaction in your eyes."

Lifting up his hand, he grabbed Bishamon's chin and raised her face. Chuze looked at the anger in her eyes and grinned.

"Is it because of the tiger?"

Raising his left hand, Chu Ze snapped his fingers.

"Since you are now my subordinate, I will give you a chance."

As if time was being retraced, the white tiger that was blasted into pieces by Chu Ze suddenly came together from scratch, and finally transformed into a complete state and appeared at the scene. The white tiger looked at the gods at the scene, and his big tiger face was full of She was confused.

The next second, with a flash of light, the white tiger transformed into an old woman, kneeling behind Bishamon fearfully.

"Susanoo's life is holy."

As Bishamon's artifact, she also has a certain sense of the gods. It is precisely because of this that she knows that the July Demon who just defeated her has now become Susanoo. This is outrageous.

"how did you do it?"

Feeling the connection with Dauma again, Bishamon's eyes widened in surprise.

She just felt that Dauma had been destroyed in form and spirit.

But this July Demon can actually destroy the artifact in form and spirit. Resurrection.

This kind of nonsense, even the God of Creation, Ama no Gochu, can't do it.

Bishamon felt that he could no longer understand the man (male god?) in front of him.

"The July Demon is omnipotent."

Although he has obtained the divine power of Susano'o, Chu Ze has never thought of showing off his power in this small place.

For him, this world is a expendable military camp.

There is no value of staying.

Having the Good Fortune Jade As a disc, he will not be entangled with this world.

He is not planning to inhale the harvested faith into his body, but is preparing to use it as a consumable, so as not to mess up his pure original power.

So now he still calls himself July Tenma, not Susano'o

"From today on, you two will become my followers."

Let go of his hand and let go of Bishamon's chin. Chuze stood up and said to the two of them.

"obey."

After hearing this, Bishamon didn't feel much, but Yato was overjoyed.

As a destitute god who was born from one person's wish, the incense he owned was very pitiful.

But even so, he would still cultivate in his hands To this point.

It shows how powerful this guy's talent is.

Now, he is accepted as a follower by Chu Ze, and he will enjoy the lingering shadow of Susanoo's incense, and his strength will be greatly strengthened.

"Hmm... It seems that you are still entangled with a rather troublesome curse. Let me help you get rid of it first."

Rubbing his chin, looking at the lines of cause and effect connected to Yato through the perspective of the gods, Chuze raised his left hand with the Infinity Gauntlet and grabbed it.

Cutting off the lines of cause and effect, Susano'o It can't be done, and Chu Ze can't do it either. But the Infinity Gauntlet, an awesome artifact, can do it. Of course, the Jade Disk of Creation can also do it.

But the Jade Disk of Creation, which resides deep in Chu Ze's sea of ​​consciousness, only protects Chu Ze. Never care about anything else.

Chu Ze has nothing to do about this matter.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the causal thread connected to Yadou was directly torn off by Chu Ze.

With the break of this causal thread, far away on the other side of the country In a residential house.

A brush exuding evil energy suddenly trembled, then cracked with dense cracks, and collapsed on the spot into fragments all over the sky.

"impossible!"

In a folk house, a man in monk's clothing looked at the broken brush and screamed in disbelief.

As a warlock, he knew very well how noble this brush called the Word of the Underworld was. Existence.

It was a special prop made by Izanami, Queen of the Underworld, an artifact that could give names to gods.

Today, this artifact was broken.

How could he not be shocked, how could he not be afraid.

However, in the next second, a spiritual light emerged from The fragments of the brush rose up and turned into the shadow of a god with a serious face.

The god glanced at the warlock below indifferently, then raised the long knife in his hand and split it in half on the spot.

There was blood. Splash.

The warlock who relied on the words of the underworld to act recklessly was punished on the spot.

The light of the phantom of the god that ended his life turned into light flakes and disappeared.