Chapter 344
The winner has been decided.
Zhou Chuchu watched a real battle between gods and gained some insights. She also came out of that one-billionth of a second state.
Zhang Zesheng and others were in a trance for a moment, and then they saw the twenty-eight-faced God King being trampled on the ground. Three generations of ancestors and grandchildren were all paralyzed.
Didn’t the twenty-eight upper gods descend in front of them, and crawled on the ground in the next second?
What about the process? What about the details?
What happened in this short moment?
Have the twenty-eight upper gods left here?
"Wait."
"This god, he seems to be... is..."
As a devout believer, Zhang Zesheng was shocked when he felt the familiar divine power from the twenty-eight-faced God King.
"He seems to be... the aggregated form of twenty-eight gods!"
He was shocked by his own guess, and his two sons and grandson Zhang Zhaohui were even more shocked and numb, with dull eyes.
They couldn't help but look at Zhou Chuchu and Qin Zeyuan.
The two looked indifferent, with no strange colors on their faces.
They knew that the two must have known this ending a long time ago.
Seeing the extremely powerful black gods standing behind the couple,
Zhang Zhaohui's heart was suddenly filled with an indescribable sense of frustration.
He lost too thoroughly!
Mandragora shook the flower crown, and it also saw that the twenty-eight-faced god king was completely suppressed.
"Huh? This is - damn, the God King!"
"In that moment just now, was the battle over?"
The Mandragora was frightened. After all, it was only a middle-level god at best, not even a high-level god.
It realized this and shrank closer to Zhou Chuchu. It had to hold on tightly to her thighs.
You know, even the God King was suppressed, and even a fool would know what to choose.
Before it could get close to Zhou Chuchu, it was thrown aside by Qin Zeyuan.
Mandragora: "..."
Crying!
It's just a weak, pitiful and helpless plant! Of
course, the twenty-eight-faced god king did not want to become a cannon fodder slave of the black god thunder. He knelt in front of Qin Zeyuan and promised:
"Let me go, I can give you the kingdom of God, the divine crystal mine, the most devout believers... I will give you all my accumulation of 200,000 years!"
The wealth of the gods he has accumulated is so vast that when the mandala heard his words, the petals were shaking and almost fell off.
It's like a beggar with nothing inheriting a hundred mountains of gold and silver, and a hundred kingdoms of rich land.
Wealth and power reached the peak in an instant.
I dare not dream of being so arrogant.
And this is just to let Qin Zeyuan let him go.
The black gods were very silent. They hated these alien gods who invaded this world the most, but everything had to be decided by Qin Zeyuan.
Qin Zeyuan said to let them go, so they let them go.
Zhou Chuchu also looked at her husband, she smiled and said nothing.
The source of the torture and suffering in her previous life's laboratory was this twenty-eight-faced God King. It was obvious whether her husband would let him go.
She had no doubts at all and was very determined.
Qin Zeyuan felt his wife's determination.
Without saying a word, he began to extract the rules from the twenty-eight-faced God King.
My wife said that she wanted to extract three thousand rules from him, so naturally not a single one could be left out!
Moreover, this twenty-eight-faced God King was just like the Zhang family. In his eyes, he was a person who deserved to die and whose crimes were unforgivable!
How could he let him go because of the generous conditions he offered?
Qin Zeyuan extracted the rules, which was extremely painful for the twenty-eight-faced God King.
He was extremely shocked and totally unable to understand:
"You don't even want the wealth of the God King?"
"What good will it do for you to do this? Just for a mere woman?"
"With your strength, let alone a woman, even the goddesses in the God King realm are willing to crawl in front of you!"
"Ah! Stop drawing! Stop drawing! I will give you all my wealth, I can even recognize you as my master, don't draw my rules anymore!"
Qin Zeyuan was unmoved, and drew out twenty-eight sides of the God King's three thousand rules, picking and choosing, and after eliminating the good rules and the rules that were not suitable for Chuchu, he modified all the rest and integrated them into the pantheon of gods in Zhou Chuchu's body.
It's not that he didn't want to give it directly to his wife, but she was still a human after all. These rules were transformed from the Godhead of the Ten Thousand Gods before being given to her. It was gentler and more conducive to long-term development.
He reached out again and peeled off his Godhead, and the Twenty-Eight-Faced God fell from the throne.
He threw the Twenty-Eight-Faced God King to Lei: "He is yours."
"Torture him to open the gene lock."
Lei grinned, stretched out the chain and suppressed the Twenty-Eight-Faced God King tightly, and was about to push him back into the black door.
Other black gods who had fought entered the black door one after another.
Behind Lei followed the giant beast that devoured the world, pulling the Twenty-Eight-Faced God King.
Zhou Chuchu suddenly called out: "Lei."
The Black Spirit Lei stopped, "My dear mistress, what do you want me to do?"
"Just what he just said, that kingdom of God, the divine crystal mine, and the accumulation of two hundred thousand years, tortured out of me."
"Well, you know, I don't have many advantages, I'm just thrifty."
"It's shameful to waste money, don't you know?"
The Black Spirit raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and saluted her: "I will follow your instructions."
The Twenty-Eight Faced God, who had already been decadent to the extreme, was suddenly shocked. He glared at Zhou Chuchu: "Don't go too far!"
"My disappearance of the throne will inevitably attract the attention of other gods, and the secrets hidden in this world will eventually be discovered!"
"Universal genes, universal godhood, which god king doesn't want it!"
"It's a crime to hold the jade in your arms, and your world will become a hunting ground for gods!"
Zhou Chuchu hid behind Qin Zeyuan in an instant: "Oh, I'm so scared~"
"Then let them come, if they come in pairs, I'll kill a pair, if they come in a group, I'll kill a group!"
Mandragora, the old ginkgo tree behind her, and the twenty-eight-faced god were all speechless.
Did you kill it?
It was your husband's black spirit who killed it!
"You have nothing else to say, right? If you have nothing else to say, just be Lei's slave. Maybe in the future on the battlefield, you can kill a few God Kings or something."
"Let's go."
The twenty-eight-faced god was shaken violently. He roared unwillingly to the sky and was pulled into the black door by Lei. As soon as the
twenty-eight-faced God King was pulled in, the entire Zhang family base lost the support of divine power and began to emit waves of terrifying vibrations.
Other places in the imperial capital also felt this strong vibration. The severe cold that had lingered in this world for more than two months quickly dissipated in these 28 divine powers.
The ice and snow began to melt, and heavy rain poured down!
Zhou Chuchu seemed to have sensed something and understood instantly that the severe cold covering this world was actually brought by these 28 gods, and it was also ended by them!
In the pouring rain, Zhou Chuchu looked at Zhang Zesheng, Zhang Zhaohui and others who looked like they had lost their parents.