Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the man who walked in. With just one glance, they recognized who he was.
However, when everyone noticed that the other person was missing an arm, everyone couldn't help but show a look of surprise on their faces.
If we were to say who had the most exaggerated reaction among those present, it would definitely be the person at position 5.
All I saw was him slapping his thighs hard and laughing without any restraint.
"Yo yo yo... Look who's back? Hahahaha... Isn't this our Theoi's fourth main god, Lord Tyrant? What happened to you? How come you were beaten so badly that you even lost an arm? Hahaha..." The person at position 5 laughed so hard that tears almost came out, and he was leaning forward and backward.
Hearing this ridicule, the tyrant's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, and endless murderous aura burst out from his body.
"Hainas, do you want to die? How dare you talk to me like that!" The tyrant gritted his teeth and spoke word by word in a cold voice.
Faced with the tyrant's threats, Hainas did not care at all.
He sneered, slowly stood up, and met the tyrant's fierce gaze directly. He said provocatively, "Haha... You've become a one-armed hero now, why are you still so arrogant? You useless piece of shit! Come on, let's see who dies first."
Before he finished speaking, the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became extremely tense, and it seemed as if a spark could trigger an earth-shattering war.
Henas is the fifth main god of the Celestial God Organization. He has been a sworn enemy of the Tyrant for a long time. Later, both of them were recruited into the Celestial God Organization by the God of Creation. However, what Henas could not accept was that the Tyrant was ranked one higher than him, which made Henas always feel resentful.
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out from the empty hall: "That's enough, both of you shut up!"
The voice carried an extremely cold and oppressive aura.
Tyrant and Hainas looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person who spoke was the one sitting in seat No. 1. Their expressions changed slightly, and there was obvious fear in their eyes.
Both of them shut their mouths tacitly, and Hainas sat back in his chair angrily.
At this time, the God of Creation spoke slowly, "Tyrant, are you the only one back? Did you bring anything back?"
Hearing the question from the God of Creation, a strong sense of dissatisfaction suddenly surged in the tyrant's heart.
He even lost one of his hands, but the Creator God only cared about what he wanted, without even saying a word of greeting or caring about his life or death.
However, despite being extremely unhappy, facing the might of the God of Creation, the tyrant suppressed his anger and replied in a slightly stiff tone: "They are all dead. The thing is here."
After saying that, the tyrant threw the two safes forward, and they fell to the ground with two clatters.
At this moment, the entire space fell into a dead silence. The God of Creation's voice was unrecognizable, and he simply said calmly, "Only bring back two? I remember my order was to bring back at least five."
"How could I have known that the Chinese military would react so quickly? It's already good enough that we can bring back two." The tyrant's tone was still not very good.
"Really?" The Creator God in the shadows raised his lips in a cruel arc. "I don't want a reason, I want a result. Since you haven't completed what I asked you to do, there's no point in keeping you."
The moment these words reached the tyrant's ears, his pupils suddenly shrank. He seemed to know what the God of Creation was going to do, and an unprecedented fear surged into his heart like a tide.
He somewhat regretted that he had been blinded by anger.
The tyrant hurriedly opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but before he could utter a word, a heart-wrenching pain struck deep into his head like lightning.
The pain came so quickly and intensely that the tyrant had no time to mount any effective resistance.
He was seen holding his head tightly with one hand, which seemed to be about to explode, and rolling on the ground in pain, screaming miserably from time to time.
The tyrant's eyeballs suddenly bulged outward, as if they would fall out of their sockets at any moment.
The veins on his forehead and neck were bulging, like hideous and twisted earthworms coiled on them.
The face turned red instantly, like freshly cooked pig liver, the color was frighteningly dark, and it was obvious that he was suffering from tremendous pain that ordinary people could hardly imagine.
"Ah...Sir...Sir...I...please..." The once arrogant tyrant had now completely lost his previous arrogance and arrogance.
Instead, he begged for mercy in a voice so humble that it was as low as dust.
However, his pleading did not bring any mercy.
The people sitting on both sides had different reactions when they saw this scene.
Some people raised their lips slightly, feeling gloating over the tyrant's misfortune;
Others had blank expressions on their faces, watching coldly, as if it had nothing to do with them.
Although everyone had different thoughts, no one stood up to plead for the tyrant.
Ten seconds later, just when the tyrant was about to be unable to bear the severe pain, a muffled "bang" sound was heard.
The tyrant's head exploded without warning. In an instant, scarlet blood and white brain matter splattered everywhere, mixed together and scattered all over the ground.
The hall fell silent for a moment, and no one dared to make a sound.
The most shocked among them was Heinas. He thought that the God of Creation was just punishing the tyrant, and he was happy to see him suffer, but he didn't expect that the God of Creation would kill the tyrant directly.
He really hated the tyrant, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a surge of grief for the tyrant.
The voice of the Creator God rang out again: "From now on, my orders are imperial decrees. Anyone who dares to disobey will have only one outcome."
After saying that, the God of Creation stood up from his seat, and the two safes on the ground automatically floated up, and then followed the figure of the God of Creation and walked out of the hall.
After the figure of the God of Creation completely disappeared from everyone's sight, his intimidating voice once again echoed in everyone's mind: "By the way, I will be in seclusion for a period of time. No one is allowed to leave the island without my order."
The people present fell silent again, and no one made a sound for a long time.
In the hall, it seemed as if even the air had frozen.
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