These gods in front of him are either the remnants of the Egyptian Sun City or suspected undercover agents of the Indian Temple of Heaven... As long as the Great Xia God is not stupid, he will never take them in. No one will risk inviting wolves into the house and accept a group of foreign gods at such a critical moment.
Si Xiaonan was about to speak to drive away these gods when an idea suddenly flashed through her mind and her eyes swept over the figures in front of her one by one.
A main god from India, several secondary gods from the Kingdom of Destruction... There should be more than just these criminals who survived the war in Asgard, but many of them were native gods of Asgard, and they were all killed directly by Braki's final God's Fall music. Even the frost giant Ymir, the ancestor of the Giant Kingdom who was also a main god, was no exception.
Although these "refugees" from the major kingdoms of gods are not numerous, they have been imprisoned in the abyss dungeon by the Norse gods, so they have some strength. If they can be utilized, they can be good resources.
Si Xiaonan pondered for a moment and spoke slowly:
"If you really have nowhere to go...you can come with me."
"what you up to?"
"Since there is no room for our kingdom of God in the world, let's create one ourselves." Si Xiaonan said expressionlessly.
"Build your own kingdom of God?!"
Hearing this, all the gods, including Agni, were shocked.
"This is impossible... With just such a small number of us, how can we possibly rebuild the kingdom of God? Where will the resources come from? Where will the faith come from? Where will the origin come from?" Agni quickly came to his senses, shook his head repeatedly, and rejected Si Xiaonan's idea.
"There are few people, so what?" Si Xiaonan stretched out his hand and pointed to the depths of the hazy fog.
"In this fog, besides Northern Europe, Takamagahara, Sun City, and the Temple of Heaven, there are also some mythological systems that are declining or gradually falling. We can't afford to offend Olympus yet, but those small kingdoms of gods with only one or two main gods... can we afford to offend them?"
Hearing this, Agni seemed to have thought of something and was somewhat moved. "You mean..."
"As long as we join forces, snatch away their origins, plunder their beliefs and resources, and absorb some of the gods...all problems will be solved."
Si Xiaonan's voice was not loud, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression. The gods present looked at each other, and seemed to be somewhat tempted.
They had seen Si Xiaonan's strength in Asgard.
Such an immortal God of scheming, below the "Supreme" realm, almost no one can be her opponent. As long as they want, it is not difficult for them to plunder other small kingdoms of God!
"Sounds good." Agni thought for a moment, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes. Wisps of fire swirled around him, like a demon walking out of the flames.
He sneered a few times, "I'll join."
"I'll join in, too."
"And I..."
The many sub-gods present joined Si Xiaonan's plan without much hesitation. These sub-gods were not good people to begin with, and when they heard that they were going to join forces to plunder other gods' kingdoms, they immediately became excited.
"Since we want to form a force and plunder other small kingdoms of God, shouldn't we also have a name?" Agni turned to look at Si Xiaonan, and the other lesser gods also looked over.
Unconsciously, they have already regarded Si Xiaonan as their leader. After all, in a place like the fog, strength is the real hard truth... It is no exaggeration to say that even if they join forces now, they can never be Si Xiaonan's opponent.
Si Xiaonan looked at the endless hazy fog in front of him. The outline of Daxia's border was faintly visible in the distance.
She pondered for a long time and spoke slowly:
"Then... let's call it 'Hidden God'."
…
A few days later.
Shangjing City, the temporary residence of the [Night] team.
Cao Yuan, Baili Pangpang, and Jiang Er gathered around the table and swallowed nervously.
On both sides of the table, An Qingyu and Lin Qiye each held a handful of playing cards in their hands, their brows slightly furrowed, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
"Three 6s and a 3."
"Three Aces and an 8."
"King bomb!"
"……don't want."
"Chubby, what about you?"
"I... I don't want it either." Baili Pangpang made a bitter face and folded the cards back into his hand in annoyance. "How about a one-on-one duel between the two of you? It feels like I'm just asking for trouble by sitting here!"
"How do you play Landlord in a one-on-one duel?" Cao Yuan rolled his eyes at him.
"You two are monsters, how can I play?"
"Don't worry, isn't it agreed that Qingyu can't see through with her eyes, and I can't use my mental power to sense." Lin Qiye said slowly, "I don't want it either, Qingyu, you can continue."
An Qingyu nodded and calmly took out a few cards from his hand and threw them out.
"Who do you think will win, Qingyu or Qiye?" Jiang Er asked Cao Yuan curiously.
"...It's hard to say, but I feel that Qingyu has a greater chance of winning." Cao Yuan said thoughtfully, "Although Qiye is very smart, Qingyu is even more of a monster... If nothing unexpected happens, he has already counted all the cards in Qiye and Fatty's hands."
"I only have two cards left." Lin Qiye waved the cards in his hand.
"I'm afraid you can't play your pair of kings." An Qingyu was confident of winning and said with a smile, "There are only so many cards in total. No matter how you shuffle the order, as long as you do the calculations, you can always find the logic in the chaotic play of cards.
Qiye, I have already guessed your trump card...
You can't beat me."
"Yeah?"
Lin Qiye's lips curled up into a smile, and he looked at An Qingyu meaningfully, "Your calculations are indeed powerful, but not everything in the world will run according to your calculations... Sometimes, turning the tide of a battle only requires a 'miracle'."
Lin Qiye threw the two cards in his hand with a smile, and they landed lightly on the table.
"... King bomb." Lin Qiye said lightly.
Everyone present was stunned. An Qingyu looked at the four jokers put together on the table and fell into deep confusion... They clearly only had one deck of cards!
"Fuck! Qiye, you're cheating!" Baili Pangpang was the first to realize.
"It only stipulates that we cannot use mental power, but it doesn't say that we cannot use 'miracles'?" Lin Qiye said confidently.
An Qingyu stared at the messy card table in front of him for a long time, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and stood up from the table.
"By the way, hasn't Commander Zuo given us any mission yet? We have been here for so many days." Cao Yuan asked, as if he remembered something.
"Yes, Qiye, after playing here for so many days, I always feel a little bored..."
"I just contacted Commander Zuo yesterday, and he asked us to wait a little longer... I don't know what he's waiting for." Lin Qiye put away the card table, glanced at the sky, and said, "Let's stop here today, I'll ask again tomorrow."
Everyone dispersed in the living room, and Lin Qiye went straight back to his room and lay flat on the bed.
He slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the Gods' Mental Hospital... It was time to extract the last ability that Braki had when he was released from the hospital.