The strongest God King narrowed his eyes and released a thunderous cold light.

In the outside world, it is enough to bombard everything, but in this fictional world, there is no trace of smoke.

“If you intimidate, it won’t work in the virtual star.”

Poseidon laughed.

However, Emperor Shitian just stared at him.

Even if he is sealed, he is still the strongest king of the gods.

Even Poseidon can’t help but dodge his eyes.

A moment later, Emperor Shitian knew that continued persuasion would be in vain, and immediately picked up the parchment roll that was falling and read it.

“What rules will it be… Since he is a powerful poet, it must not be too simple. ”

– The “poet” of the box court does not refer to the bard.

Instead, it refers to the name of the [Giant Race] and [Magic Messenger] such human phantom beasts. Although by no means a powerful race, they poets possess the special power of being feared to be the fourth strongest.

That is the unique privilege of building the rules of the game.

Their power maximizes the logical errors in the game and avoids powerful paradoxes.

For example, if the box center forms a gift game, it is quite an automatic poet.

The rules of the game that are built are all tested by the box court.

For example, this solar war is also constructed by poets, which may have shortcomings, but it will definitely not form a paradox.

Since ancient times, poets have sung to convey history. Sometimes with his singing, sometimes with books, the merits of the world are recorded in the world in various ways, giving form to the intangible thing of the times.

The poet has even a powerful influence higher than the king of a country according to the era.

Influential poets sometimes fabricated false exploits to spread the king’s notoriety, and it was even possible to distort true history with their own singing.

Not only is it advantageous in the box court that exists in all the streams of time, but the poet of the box court can easily change history.

Poets with great influence can even build their own gods.

The most typical representative is the poet Canary in the original book who has crossed the final trial of mankind.

She used her swan song to construct a miracle called the Sixteen Nights of Reverse Return, and at this moment, this mysterious simulated star creation map in Chiba’s hand was created by the poet Canary.

Di Shitian took the parchment roll, and in his pupils, the rules were reflected.

Bounty Game: Moon Rabbit and Old Man

Contestant: [Tianbu] Emperor Shitian

Organizer; [The twelve main gods of Olympus] Poseidon

When he saw the name of the gift, Emperor Shitian’s brows furrowed and he muttered.

“Through the game of building the trajectory of my life? It seems that your Greek gods have done their homework to deal with me, but the attack on the weakness of this move, the identity of this poet, I am afraid that it is in a position that cannot be disclosed, right? ”

“Who knows.”

Poseidon smiled and said nothing.

However, Emperor Shitian could see it.

This extremely aggressive way of playing that hits the inner weakness ——

Beelzebub!

To speculate would be too bold.

After all, it is a Greek god group, and if you cooperate with the demon king, it will be too shocking.

Emperor Shitian suppressed the thoughts of sealing his heart.

At the moment, the point is to destroy Poseidon’s [organizer authority] with all his might.

In an instant, the organizer’s authority bound Emperor Shitian, and the game of gods and Buddha immediately began.

Emperor Shitian smiled bitterly.

Unexpectedly, the trials that the gods studied to deal with the final trial of mankind were actually used on their own bodies for the first time.

Lamentable, pathetic!

For a moment –

In front of Emperor Shitian’s eyes, the world has changed.

A thunder that shook heaven and earth resounded in the void, and the realms of life and death filled the horizon with the seven rays of light.

Then, at this moment, in the memory of Emperor Shitian, the remnants of hundreds of years ago poured into his eyes.

It was a grief he could never forget.

“Let the Lingge become inferior in the midst of grief, after all, you are the king of the gods, and my side cannot take it lightly.”

Hearing this, Emperor Shitian narrowed his eyes and became angry.

The God King’s anger caused the surrounding area to roar and burn

Di Shitian took a deep breath, facing all this in front of him, his weaknesses, and… Weakness in the heart.

Above the head is a whole blue earth, and on the left and right are gray covered surfaces and craters where life has no living space.

Here, in a familiar venue.

Here, is the surface of the moon.

At the dawn of the box garden, there were gods and Buddha battles everywhere.

Scattered around the surface of the moon are the flags of [Buddhism] and the banners of evil of [Zoroastrianism].

It originated from the death match between [Buddhism] and [Zoroastrianism].

However, the person carrying the banner of evil is not the Zoroastrian demon king as it is now known.

It was a man.

It is a warrior who holds the corpse of the rabbit clan who seems to be a witch of the Moon Clan, crying and smoking.

Wounded and bleeding all over, he didn’t mind these things, but let out a roaring cry and hugged the corpse.

– Why protect me?

This body is a natural evil god anyway.

It is clear who has been defeated by someone, it is the fate of the demon king——

This torrential cry of tears and grief made Di Shitian recall that this person was none other than himself.

He was born under the banner of “Evil” like the Azdahaka of [Zoroastrianism], good wine, good womanhood, good war, and also deeply loved the good and evil gods of human nature.

That is the truth of [Military God] Emperor Shitian.

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