The winner has been decided.
Zhou Chuchu watched a real war between gods and gained some insights. She also broke free from that billionth of a second state.
Zhang Zesheng and the others were in a daze for a moment, and then they saw the twenty-eight-faced God King being trampled on the ground, with three generations of the family paralyzed.
Weren't there twenty-eight upper gods descending in their true forms in front of us, and then crawling on the ground the next second?
What about the process? What about the details?
What exactly happened in this brief moment?
Have the twenty-eight enshrined superior gods left here?
"etc."
"This deity seems to be... is..."
As a devout believer, Zhang Zesheng naturally felt the familiar divine power from the Twenty-Eight-Faced God King, and he was immediately shocked.
"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 of them looked calm, with no strange expression on their faces.
They suddenly realized that the two of them must have known this outcome a long time ago.
Farewell to the couple, standing behind them were the extremely powerful black gods.
Zhang Zhaohui's heart was suddenly filled with an indescribable feeling of frustration.
He lost so badly!
Mandala shook her crown and saw that the Twenty-Eight-Faced God King was completely suppressed.
"Huh? This is—shit, God King!"
"Is the battle over at that moment?"
The Mandragora was frightened. After all, its highest level was a middle-level god, not even a high-level god.
It realized this and shrank closer to Zhou Chuchu, holding her thigh tightly.
You know, even the God King was suppressed, even a fool would know what to choose.
Before it even reached Zhou Chuchu, Qin Zeyuan threw it aside.
Mandala: “…”
Crying!
It's just a weak, pitiful and helpless plant!
The Twenty-Eight-Faced God King certainly did not want to become a cannon fodder slave of the Black God's Spiritual Thunder. He knelt before Qin Zeyuan and promised:
"Let me go, and I can give you the Kingdom of God, the Divine Crystal Mine, the most devout believers... I will give you everything I have accumulated over the past 200,000 years!"
The wealth of gods that He had accumulated was so vast that when the Mandala heard His words, its petals trembled and were about to fall off.
It is like a beggar who has nothing inheriting a hundred mountains of gold and silver, and a hundred kingdoms and rich lands.
Wealth and power reached their peak in an instant.
I wouldn't even dream of being so arrogant.
And this was only enough to make Qin Zeyuan let him go.
The black gods were very silent. They hated the alien gods who invaded this world the most, but everything still had to be decided by Qin Zeyuan.
Qin Zeyuan said to release them, so they released them.
Zhou Chuchu also looked at her husband, she smiled and said nothing.
The source of the torture and suffering she had endured in the laboratory in her previous life 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 sure of it.
Qin Zeyuan felt his wife's confidence.
Without saying anything, he began to extract the rules from the twenty-eight-faced God King.
My wife said that if we want to extract all three thousand of His rules, then naturally not a single one can be left out!
Moreover, these twenty-eight-faced God Kings were just like the Zhang family members. In his eyes, they were people who deserved to die and whose crimes were unforgivable!
How could he let Him go just because of the generous conditions He offered?
Qin Zeyuan's light soy sauce rules are extremely painful for the Twenty-Eight-Faced God King.
He was extremely shocked and completely unable to understand:
"You don't even want the God King's wealth?"
"What good will this do you? Just for a mere woman?"
"With your strength, not to mention a woman, even the goddesses at the Divine King level would be willing to prostrate themselves before you!"
"Ah! Stop it! Stop it! I'll give you all my wealth, I'll even acknowledge you as my master, stop breaking my rules!"
Qin Zeyuan remained unmoved. He drew out the 3,000 rules of the 28 God Kings, picked and chose, and eliminated the good rules and the rules that were not suitable for Chuchu. He then modified the rest and integrated them into the pantheon of gods in Zhou Chuchu's body.
It’s not that he is unwilling to give it directly to his wife, but she is still a human being after all. These rules are transformed by the Pantheon Godhead before being given to her, which is gentler and more conducive to long-term development.
He reached out his hand again and stripped off his divine nature, 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 find out how to unlock the genetic lock."
Lei grinned, stretched out the chains and suppressed the twenty-eight-faced God King tightly, and was about to push him back into the black portal.
The other black gods who had fought entered the black portal one after another.
Behind Lei followed the giant beast that devoured the world, pulling the twenty-eight-faced god kings.
Zhou Chuchu suddenly called out, "Lei."
Black Spirit Thunder stopped and said, "Respected Mistress, what are your instructions?"
"Just what he said, that kingdom of God, the divine crystal mine, and the accumulation of two hundred thousand years, was also tortured out."
"Well, you know, I don't have many advantages. I'm just thrifty."
"It's shameful to waste this kind of thing, you know?"
The Black Spirit raised his eyebrows in surprise and saluted her: "I will follow your instructions."
The Twenty-Eight-Faced God, who had already been dejected to the extreme, suddenly trembled all over. He glared at Zhou Chuchu angrily: "Don't go too far!"
"The disappearance of my divine throne will inevitably attract the attention of other divine kings. The secrets hidden in this world will eventually be discovered!"
"Universal genes, universal godhood, which God King wouldn't want it?"
"It is a crime to possess a treasure. Your world will become a hunting ground for gods!"
Zhou Chuchu hid behind Qin Zeyuan instantly: "Oh, I'm so scared~"
"Then let them come. If they come in pairs, I'll kill them in pairs. If they come in a group, I'll kill them in a group!"
Mandala, the old ginkgo tree behind her, and the Twenty-Eight-Faced God were all speechless.
Did you kill that person?
It was your husband’s black spirit who killed him!
"If you have nothing else to say, then just be a good slave to Lei. Maybe in the future, you can kill a few God Kings on the battlefield."
"Walk."
The Twenty-Eight-Faced God was violently shocked. He roared unwillingly towards the sky and was pulled into the black portal by thunder.
As soon as the Twenty-Eight-Faced God King was pulled in, the entire Zhang Family base lost its divine support and began to emit waves of terrifying vibrations.
Other parts of the imperial capital also felt this strong tremor. 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 instantly understood that the severe cold covering this world was actually brought by these 28 gods, and it was they who would end it!
In the pouring rain, Zhou Chuchu looked at Zhang Zesheng, Zhang Zhaohui and others who looked like they had lost their parents.
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