Bobbie returned to the territory of the Federation of the Gods with a belly of annoyance.
A pitch-black temple hovers in space, guarded by a fleet of silver warships.
Nearly a thousand kilometers below the temple is the largest ocean of the third star of the Thirteen Consecutive Stars.
Several massive armed platforms floated on the surface of the sea, equipped with firepower enough to turn the space around the temple to death in an instant.
Bobbie poured out of the battleship with many of the top leaders of the Alliance of Gods and strode into the dark, unlit temple.
The interior of the temple is decorated with pitch-black volcanic eruption glass, and all the upper echelons of the Alliance of the Gods are like bats, moving quickly through the winding corridors.
From the outside, it doesn't look like a very large temple, but the inside is more than 100 kilometers wide.
After a series of magic arrays, vicious traps, and dozens of identity verification systems that perfectly combine magic and science and technology, Bobbibi and the others finally came to the core of the temple, the Temple of the Gods.
Unlike the mixed pantheon of the Romans, the pantheon of the League of Gods is glorious and magnificent, with only a few hundred statues of gods.
All the gods are powerful gods in the myths and legends of the earth, and all of them are the main gods of each god system.
For example, Zeus, who controlled the power of thunder, stood with Thor, the god of thunder in Norse mythology, Hades, the king of Hades, and Anubis, the god of the underworld in ancient Egyptian mythology, leaned side by side, and Apollo smiled hand in hand with the god of Ra.
At a huge round table, the heads of the one hundred and thirty-nine temples of the Alliance of the Gods sat down at will, regardless of whether they were high or low.
Bobbie waited for everyone to sit down, and then he slammed the black stone round table in front of him, which is said to be thousands of years old, and he roared in a low voice: "Brothers, we have been insulted today" All the temple leaders let out a low roar at the same time.
"It's not that hateful ancient evil dust that insults us.
Instead, it was our CFO, Blackjack, who insulted him, and Blackjack earned us honor and respect.
Bobbie hissed, "I propose that Blackjack have more power and more power, and I propose that he become the Minister of the Interior of the Federation of Gods, responsible for all the budget, financial investment, tax collection, etc.
With his ability, with his stingy surname, we don't have to worry about a copper plate being wasted."
The leaders of the temple laughed knowingly, Blackjack was known for his miserliness in the Federation of Gods, and his immediate boss Hecombs had run out of his office with a black face on several occasions.
Bobbie's proposal was unanimously approved, and everyone chanted for Blackjack, the miserly fellow, to become the Grand Steward of the Federation of Gods.
Nodding in satisfaction, Bobbie slammed the round table in front of him hard, and he roared, "Well, we have to discuss the most important topic this time."
Our current allies, our allies who are complicit in the division of the Earth Federation, have treated us with impudence.
They drove us out like lowly rats, and several of our brothers were seriously injured."
Several temple elders who had been badly burned by Sheng Yan came out of the darkness around them in a rage, and they showed all the temple leaders their terrible wounds.
The heads of the temple cursed the ancestors of Andrei and the bishops of the Holy See, and they greeted all the direct and collateral female relatives of Andrei and others with all kinds of foul language.
Bobbie also racked his brains to vent before gasping and proposing, "So, we discussed it." ” One of the main priests of the Sun Temple was stunned, and he muttered a little hesitantly, "It's not humane, isn't it?"
Another chief priest of the Temple of the God of War frowned and said, "I don't mention whether it is humane or not, but it is too lacking in warrior spirit. ” All the temple leaders looked at Bobbie at the same time, and a black-robed mage serving Anubis said vaguely, "The Holy See has insulted us, and this is an insult to our gods.
But, dear Archbishop Bobbibie, it's up to you to decide.
You know, you can't leak the news. ” Several black-robed priests who worshiped the three gods of Darkness and Destruction as their monarchs laughed dryly: "Of course, we don't think it matters like that, but this is likely to cause a full-scale attack on us by the Romans. ” Bobbie looked at the brothers angrily, and he sneered, "You don't object" All the temple leaders nodded at the same time, "We really don't object, but we won't say that we approve of your approach. ” It seemed that seeing Bobbibie's face was not good-looking, several temple leaders sighed: "Your Excellency Bobibie, secrecy is the most important thing.
If you succeed, there is no doubt that you will be the great leader of all of us, and we will obey your commands as if we were gods, and we will obey your will as we obey the will of God. ” Bobbie knocked his teeth, he stood up, nodded slowly, and then Bobbie slowly disappeared in a cloud of black smoke.
Large groups of temple guards flocked to the temple from all directions, and they drove countless Romans and spirits captured in the war into a corridor beneath the temple.
The Earth Federation and the Romans have been at war for several years, and several Romans have been captured in formation during these years.
The Earth Federation political axe should be humanitarian, and it should not give the Romans a handle.
The Holy See must maintain their sanctimonious manners, and they must not do anything to mistreat the prisoners.
All the captives were handed over to the Alliance of the Gods, who managed them.
Before the formation of the Federation of the Gods, these captives had been working in the dark mines for a long time.
More than 20,000 Romans and 150,000 Spirits servants were driven into a secret cave beneath the Temple of Gods by the wolf-like temple guards.
There is a silver wolf statue carved from silver here, the silver wolf is up to 100 meters high and roaring in the sky, its dark eyes are inlaid with two strange black crystals, and the black lines of unknown material are connected from these two eyeballs, outlining a complex magic array on the surface of the silver wolf statue.
Bobbie stood in front of the huge silver wolf statue, looked at the hundreds of thousands of restless captives below, and coldly spat out two words: "Blood sacrifice killed them" The black lines on the surface of the silver wolf suddenly writhed, and two black rays of light shot out of his eyes, shining dead on the captives.
In the vast subspace, in the airspace where time and space are slightly distorted by some huge force, a star with a diameter of nearly 10 billion kilometers is suspended in a hazy fog of stardust.
The only thin layer on the surface of this massive star is a fiery red light, and most of the stars inside are palpitating pitch black.
Every moment, a huge amount of stardust is sucked into the body of the star, and the surging stardust forms tens of thousands of huge tornadoes near the sun, and the long tornadoes extend hundreds of billions of kilometers into the boundless void.
The violent friction and collision of tornadoes and stardust inspired countless lightning and flames, and this star field was like a prison for the deepest part of hell to punish those who had sinned unforgivably, and it was full of devastating energy.
Dozens of planets that were pitifully small compared to the star were scattered in this star field, like raisins in bread.
The planets rotated slowly, but their relative position to the star never changed, and they were just silently suspended in the boundless stardust, silently spinning.
Near one of the planets, nearly 20 million kilometers in diameter and dotted with jungles, grasslands, and lakes, three huge moons about the diameter of the sun in the solar system are rapidly orbiting it.
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The surface soil of the three satellites is strangely colored in purple, blue and reddish colors.
On the massive planet in the center, in a valley covered in tall trees, millions of long-haired werewolves are frantically copulating under the moonlight.
The strong, muscular werewolf youth excitedly hugged his favorite alien surname, almost frantically spraying their energy and impulses on them.
A primordial life force fluctuated through this huge valley.
Everywhere there was the long roar of the werewolf youths when they were excited to the limit, and everywhere was the suppressed moans of the female werewolf gritting her teeth.
Tens of thousands of old werewolves sat upright on the cliffs around the valley, and they watched with joy as their people copulated, as if they saw that a fresh life had been conceived in the wombs of those female werewolves.
Under the light of the three full moons, all the people of the right age of the clan have fun to give birth to the next generation, which is the most important full moon fertility festival for the werewolf clan.
The power of the wolf god will reach its peak on this night, and those lucky ones will be blessed by the wolf god and get the power that belongs to the god.
Tonight, on this planet of noble and proud werewolves, such a mating ceremony will be held simultaneously in thousands of giant valleys.
Golden Werewolves, Silver Werewolves, Moon Werewolves, all the school-age youths of the Seven Werewolf Clans will have their own offspring tonight.
This is also the last step of the most important rite of passage of the wolf clan every three years.
Only those young people who have passed the test of the wolf god and hunted their own powerful prey are qualified to possess their own different surnames in such a sacred ceremony.
Those weak, incompetent wastes, they will not appear at such a ceremony, they do not deserve a female surname, they do not deserve to reproduce the next generation.
The wolf clan is a strong fighting race that only believes in the supremacy of strength.
In the depths of a valley where the fertility festival was also held, in an ancient cave, seven old werewolves, whose hair was originally of any color and now turned gray and white, were sitting around a dark green bonfire, quietly watching the scene in a green smoke in the bonfire.
A six-meter-tall man sat by the campfire, holding a hazy wolf's head carved from crystal that made it difficult to see, and chanting a spell to the bonfire.
With the sound of the big man's incantation, the scene on the purple moon slowly emerged from the wisp of green smoke.
It's a planet of breathtaking beauty, with the soil and rocks on the surface shining like crystals.
The light and shadow in the green smoke changed, and everyone's eyes went deep into the ground, and they saw the core of the planet.
It was a magnificent and incredible space, and a giant wolf about 10,000 miles long was curled up in a ball of viscous purple crystals.
This giant wolf is strong and handsome, and there is not the slightest flaw in the lines of his body.
He breathed softly, each breath causing the crystals around him to vibrate violently.
The big man smiled with satisfaction, he lowered his voice, and laughed in a low voice in the most pious tone: "The task commanded by the great wolf god is about to be completed.
The noble Son of God has been conceived.
In a maximum of three full moon years, our Purple Wolf Son will be born from the Motherland.
Among the great wolf clan, there will be more purple wolf clan" An old werewolf laughed: "Three full moon years, the beautiful virgins for the great son of the gods, everyone has prepared them, how lucky they are, the children they give birth to will become the ancestors of the purple wolf clan."
They will be the mother goddess worshipped by the Purple Wolf Clan, and they are so lucky. ” The big man bowed his head and said, "They are lucky, so there is no room for mistakes."
The most perfect virgin can have the luck of serving the Son of God.
The most perfect" The seven old men looked at each other, nodded and smiled at the same time: "Of course it is the most perfect, there will not be the slightest flaw." ” One of the old men's eyes flashed with a faint silver light, and he smiled even more playfully: "However, among the virgins dedicated to the son of God this time, the girl of the Golden Wolf clan is going to take the lead again.
Hehehe, among our seven clans, the beauties of the Jinlang clan are the most tempting."
The old man with golden light in his eyes looked up to the sky and laughed proudly: "That is, in our own race, their appearance is tempting, really to talk about our many brother races, tsk, the most tempting, are those scratching foxes."
Even the big man couldn't help but stretch out his long tongue and lick his nose, and a few old guys who were not serious laughed at each other, they lowered their voices, and began to discuss which family's daughter was the most charming, which family's daughter was the best, and which family's daughter had the most tender skin.
As he spoke, the saliva of these old silver sticks dripped on the ground, and the big man took out his body with great interest, and he laughed in a low voice: "After this birth festival, I have a treat, let's go to the territory of the fox-scratching fox to play."
Hey, I miss their chief so much, that tickle fox, after all these years, and only I can restrain her" The seven old men laughed in a low voice again, and an old wolf with a faint blue light in his eyes touched his waist pocket with a sad face, and muttered in a low voice: "However, if you go to them once, this cost is really not small."
Hey, but it's worth the price.
I'm going to buy a hundred fox virgins this time.
Those children of mine are a little stupid, let them give birth to a few descendants with fox blood, so that the IQ of my clan can be somewhat improved. ” While he was laughing, the old werewolf with silver light in his eyes was suddenly stunned, he raised his voice and exclaimed: "Someone is using the blood sacrifice ritual of our silver wolf clan, someone wants to communicate directly with my soul, who is it, it is a foreigner, how can a foreigner learn the secret method of my clan, damn bold, what is he, he dares to communicate with me directly" The angry old werewolf stood up and muttered a few incantations, his body shuddered, and his body suddenly fell into stiffness.
"Inheritance of the Galactic Solar System, Earth Federation, Alliance of the Gods, Temple of the Damned, Gangaru" The old werewolf's face became more and more hideous, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he jumped up hundreds of meters high in anger, and he howled wildly: "My son, my Gangaru, he was killed, he was not killed in a frontal duel, he was shamelessly murdered with a trap to murder a noble wolf prince, he was murdered" Everyone around the campfire, including the big man, jumped up at the same time, and they shouted frantically: "Revenge murder shameless murder can only be washed away with blood."
A group of werewolves roared wildly, angrily circling around the campfire, their low roars and chilling curses.
The big man was the first to calm down, and he roared angrily: "Quiet my people, the wisest seven patriarchs of our clan are quiet" The seven old werewolves returned to the campfire, and they sat back in their places as if nothing had happened, looking at the big man one by one.
"Gangeru is exiled, his crime does not deserve death" The big man sneered: "However, he was murdered by a prince of my clan, and the murder is a provocation to all the people of the wolf god, and we must react."
Revenge, we must take revenge on those who are daring" "Yes, revenge is needed," the eyes of the seven old werewolves rolled desperately, calculating the possible benefits and risks they might encounter.
The place where Gangaru was exiled is a demonic land where the ancestors of the legendary tribes were beaten back by a powerful enemy, and there are terrible enemies.
However, the fact that there is a group of believers who believe in the gods can survive proves that there is room for development there.
Although it is impossible to have such a perfect homeland as the werewolf, but "It's okay to plunder a group of slaves and female surnames," an old werewolf sneered, "Recently, in the trading market, the price of female surnames of different races is very high.
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Some rare interracial female surnames can have ten fox maidens, or a hundred minotaur virgins. ” "We're not interested in the Minotaurs, but the Fox is good."
An old werewolf frowned: "However, we have to welcome the birth of the Son of God, the chief and we, as well as the elders of the clan, it is impossible to leave here, otherwise if the Son of God feels that we do not respect him, we will be in big trouble" The big man clapped his hands, and he frowned: "Gangru is a playboy, although he is a noble prince, his strength is not worth mentioning.
But after all, he is a prince of our people, and we must take revenge and avenge him.
It took so long to kill him, proving that his enemies weren't too strong, and we didn't need to send in too many high-level people. ” Ganglu's father, the old patriarch of the Silver Wolf Clan, raised a finger: "Each clan should send a general to lead three thousand elite warriors over."
Kill the murderer of my child, survey the resources over there, and come back by plundering a group of slaves and women.
What do you think?"
The big man bowed his head: "Just do it, remember, it's an elite warrior, don't fool people with those soft eggs" The seven old men agreed at the same time, and they all turned into afterimages and rushed out of the cave.
To be continued: