Myth Invasion: I Kill the Gods on Earth

In front of you.

The giant steel beasts roared and roared, and the steel fangs gnawed at the earth.

The wheat seedlings were broken in the fangs, and the stripped wheat grains spurted out.

The earth was trembling, and when the giant steel beast looked up, there was no end in sight!

All the wheat seedlings turned into grains of wheat. These giant steel beasts were lined up for more than tens of thousands of meters. The hardware wheat fields they were proud of were trembling at this moment, as if there was a being above God wielding a sickle.

Every second, tens of millions of meters of wheat seedlings fall.

The endless steel behemoth rushed towards him, crushing him all the way, as if he wanted to harvest and crush him!

Nong Li stared blankly at the scene in front of him, with only one thought in his mind: What the hell is this!

He had never seen such a horrific scene.

Beneath this steel behemoth, the scythe of the gods would feel powerless.

He looked down at his scythe, then at the thousand-meter-wide field that he had worked so hard to harvest, and sighed.

What do I need this sickle for?

"Let's go back." Nong Li said to several high-level agricultural gods below.

"Young Master, what's wrong? Aren't we going to help?" The high-level agricultural gods were stunned for a moment.

Nong Li smiled bitterly: "Help? Help for what?"

Those high-level agricultural gods were stunned for a moment, and then quickly flew into the air. The next second, these high-level agricultural gods were all dumbfounded!

"What's happening here?"

"Is this from the Metal Temple? No, no, these are from the lower world... What's going on!"

"What do I need this sickle for... Damn it! Whose general is this!"

And just when a group of high-level agricultural gods stared at each other with big eyes.

Excavators have already harvested it.

"Oh, God!" In the cockpit, an old farmer raised his hand to the Nong Li who was holding a sickle and emitting dazzling light and said hello: "This is God!"

"Everyone, come and see the gods!"

"You are the gods who planted this place, thank you!"

"Hey, you guys even helped harvest a piece of land...Hey, are you rude? But what you harvested is too little. Can't you cut it a few more times? I've already driven past before I finished speaking... …”

"God, please do more variety improvement next time. Look at what the rice you grow looks like!"

Nong Li: "..."

Nong Li and several high-level gods of agriculture were extremely complicated in their hearts.

This scene shocked them deeply.

"Damn... I actually feel a sense of despair..." A high-level god of agriculture said complexly: "I feel like there is no need for me to exist anymore."

"We are gods after all... Why can't we even compare to a group of people from the lower world..."

"What's the point of me being this god?"

"What do I need this sickle for?"

Behind him, the godhead shook violently and almost collapsed on its own.

It really hits the heart of the god too much.

Gods are all aloof and claim to possess absolutely powerful power.

Even if the God of Agriculture's attack power is not strong, when it comes to farmland, it is difficult to find an opponent in all realms.

However, this scene before me...

A group of humans drove five million combine harvesters to harvest wildly, and they actually crushed the God of Agriculture!

Even the fruit trees were dug up from the roots!

That's just human!

If it weren't for the blessing of the harvester, these ordinary humans wouldn't even be qualified to enter the divine realm or come in front of him. Even looking directly at him, a high god, would be blinded!

But now...

Looking at the endless fields that had been neatly harvested, the high-level agricultural gods who usually prided themselves on being noble were confused and fell into deep doubts about their own power.

Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Those humans seemed to be telling them something - God, times have changed!

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of him, Nong Li also felt confused, but at the same time, he became inexplicably excited in his heart, and even felt a deep recognition.

“This is what farmland should look like!”

When he looked at those humans, he instinctively recognized them from the bottom of his heart!

Just when a group of high-level agricultural gods were stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Hey, why are you here?" Lao Zhu greeted him proactively.

Nong Li originally wanted to say that he was here to help, but he hesitated for two seconds and changed his words: "Ah, I, let me take a look."

"Ah, you can come as soon as you come. Why did you help with the harvest?" Lao Zhu looked at the kilometer of harvest behind Nong Li and said with a smile: "It's really troublesome. I even helped cut a few sickles."

Nong Li: "..."

How many scythes is that?

Just for that kilometer radius, we cut it for twenty minutes, okay?

The cutters were all sweating, and the sickles were smoking!

But Nongli can't complain, just

Neng pretended to smile proudly and said: "Hehe, hehe, I have nothing to do, just cut a sickle."

"Mother was worried that you would not be able to complete the harvest successfully... so she sent me to have a look..."

"Oh, what are you worried about?" Lao Zhu laughed, "I'll definitely finish cutting it tonight!"

Nong Li smiled helplessly.

He originally thought that Mr. Zhu was arrogant.

But I didn’t expect... Looking at it like this, I can definitely finish cutting it in one night!

"Can you tell me what these things are?" Nong Li looked at those steel machines with burning eyes. He was about to suggest to his mother that the Temple of the God of Agriculture should also start equipping them!

"Oh, it's just a group of ordinary combine harvesters." Lao Zhu waved his hand and said: "By the way, you guys don't want it either."

"Ah?" Nong Li was stunned.

Lao Zhu looked greedily at the soil below, and said with a smile: "I think this soil is quite fertile after being moistened by you. You are all running away anyway. Instead of giving it to the Aoki Temple, why don't we dig it back and use it as fertilizer."

Nong Li: "???"

No, you still have time to dig in the soil, right?

"Whatever, you can take them away." Nong Li waved his hands indifferently, and suddenly saw tall figures like mountains in the wheat fields in the distance!

The body reflected light like glory in the moonlight.

"Temple of Power? Why are they here?"

Nong Li was stunned for a moment, then swept away again.

Not long after.

Nong Li stopped with a complex look on his face, looked at the giant in front of him, and had only one sentence in his mind: "What the hell is this!"

This giant as tall as a mountain is not a temple of power.

The light emitted is not glory, but the luster of metal.

Each 500-meter-tall terrifying mecha trampled the ground with a neat roar!

Wherever it passes, blades fly and wheat seedlings surge!

At this moment, even Nong Li felt an unspeakable sense of oppression when he looked at the terrifying mechas in front of him, as if he had encountered a powerful enemy!

These harvesting mechas are all modified from God-killing mechas!

The purpose of the God-killing mecha is to kill gods!

Looking at these terrifying mechas, Nong Li had a very dangerous intuition in his heart.

"What, what is this?" Nong Li's voice trembled slightly.

"Oh, it's just a bunch of mediocre harvester mechas." Lao Zhu waved his hand again.

Nong Li felt an inexplicable shock again, which was a small shock that Daxia brought to the God Realm.

Two hundred thousand terrifying giants trampled the earth and swept across the wheat fields.

An ordinary harvester mecha?

You said this is a harvester mecha?

Nong Li couldn't even imagine that if this mecha was modified with some killing weapons, it would be able to face the God of Power!

terrible!

And what makes Nong Li feel most strange is that you are just using such a terrifying mecha to collect land?

"Wait, the operators here are all humans?" Nong Li suddenly asked in disbelief. Through the glass of the cockpit, he saw human pilots operating inside.

"Oh, I told you, we at Daming Investment get returns by investing in the lower planes." Lao Zhu waved his hands indifferently: "These are the returns that the planes we invested in brought us."

"Not to mention control, these mechas are also made by humans. So are the harvesters before."

Don't think too much about it, these mechas are just ordinary harvesting mechas and they won't fight at all.

Nong Li was relieved, but his eyes became more complicated.

He originally thought that the person Daming Investment Company found to help was a powerful temple, such as the Earth Temple, and that was why Mr. Zhu was so confident.

The result was totally unexpected.

The person you are looking for is actually a human being?

Before that, Nong Li would only be treated as a joke.

Human beings are such weak and inferior beings.

Although he also knows how to farm, a strong human being would be sweating after harvesting hundreds of meters in one go.

But now seeing it with my own eyes...

Ordinary human beings actually have such terrifying power?

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to see how powerful the man in his father's plane, who could be rated as powerful by his mother, must be! How powerful is that plane that once brought down the gods?

Nong Li wanted to say something more, but the next moment, his expression suddenly became tense and he turned his head to look to the other side.

On the other side, divine power surges!

Rays of divine magic soared into the sky!

"Fire, wind, earth, sea...

…Why are there so many magical arts here? "

"Could it be that Lord Aoki united with so many temples to kill them?"

The face of the God of Agriculture quickly passed away in horror, but the next moment, he was dumbfounded again.

I saw a series of magical harvests in the farmland!

Tens of thousands of low-level gods released their magical spells simultaneously, and even Nong Li didn't think he could withstand the bombardment of so many divine spells.

However, those amazingly powerful magical arts were all used for harvest!

The water dragon is like a sickle, and the strong wind is threshing the grain!

There is even one holding a sickle, but he activates his sword energy and can harvest hundreds of meters with one sickle!

Or he clenches his fists tightly, and his blood energy bursts out. With one punch, the wheat seedlings are shaken to pieces, and the wheat grains fly everywhere.

There were even people controlling giant snake puppets. Their steel bodies cut down pieces of wheat seedlings. Spider puppets spun silk threads to tie the wheat ears together. Trojan horses and wooden birds carried the wheat away.

"Are these all human beings who have become gods?" Nong Li breathed rapidly.

There are tens of thousands of these gods!

Lao Zhu waved his hand: "Oh, don't act like you have never seen the world, they are just a group of ordinary human beings who have become gods."

Ordinary?

Lower gods with low strength may not seem important.

But in fact, if the high gods are the strongest combat power of the temple, and the medium gods are the mainstay of the temple, the low gods are the foundation of the temple.

Every high-level god comes from a lower-level god.

If there are no lower gods, where can the higher gods come from?

Indeed, the power of a temple does not depend on the number of lower gods. Thousands of lower gods combined are not as powerful as a few higher gods.

But the number of lower gods means the future rise and fall of the temple, and the potential for higher gods to appear in the future!

And there are tens of thousands of these low-level gods in front of us!

You know, the Temple of the God of Agriculture has four hundred middle-level gods, but only five thousand low-level gods.

The Aoki Temple is slightly stronger than the God of Agriculture Temple, with 500 mid-level gods and only 6,000 low-level gods.

And the more than 10,000 low-level gods in front of us... Doesn't this mean that the plane controlled by Daming's investment may be stronger than the Aoki Temple and the God of Agriculture Temple combined in the future?

What kind of plane is that?

Is the profit from investing in the lower plane really so huge?

Speaking of which, the God Realm has been really weird recently. In the past, there was Ocean Temple investing in the lower plane, and later Daming Company invested in the lower plane. Both of them are rising rapidly.

This made Nong Li very interested.

"I will suggest to my mother soon that maybe the Temple of the God of Agriculture can invest in a lower plane with potential in the future..."

Just when Nong Li was deep in thought.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"ah!"

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I'm going to keep doing it!"

"I just want to pee... ok, ok, don't pee, just let me pee in my crotch!"

There were sounds of whipping and wailing.

Nong Li turned around to look, and then his eyes widened again.

In the distance, the dark mass of human demigods looked like hard workers. They wore metal hoods on their heads, trying to release their limited divine power to resist the plane pressure of the divine world, while working hard in the darkness where they lost their vision.

Just like a swarm of ants crawling in the farmland, all the wheat seedlings were cut down wherever they passed.

Like a cow or a horse.

And each human being who became a god whipped them mercilessly.

"This... this is too cruel." Nong Li sighed complicatedly. The treatment of these human demigods made him, a god, unable to stand it.

It is true that Lin Fan, the commander-in-chief, is not a son of a man.

Come up with plans to build a god one after another.

Even the gods couldn't stand it anymore and just called the experts.

God: When it comes to torture, you are the expert.

This despicable and evil Shura God spends all his thoughts on torturing his compatriots...

"Oh, that's how we treat them." Lao Zhu waved his hands indifferently: "I'm telling you, these low-level beings just need to be dealt with. You must not sympathize with them."

Nong Li whispered: "But won't this make them rebel? Even gods have to show mercy occasionally to maintain their faith..."

Lao Zhu laughed.

rebel?

They did this willingly just for Daxia!

How could he rebel?

This is the incomprehensible will of the gods!

But Lao Zhu couldn't say that, and still sneered: "So what if they rebel, we use the gods to manage them. I tell you, you must not be used to it, look at those gods, they are all of the same race , the result is that each one is worse than the other."

"You must not be merciful when dealing with these lowly beings in the lower planes!"

Nong Li looked at the humans who were so oppressed, and inexplicably, there was a feeling of sadness in his eyes.

.

Perhaps it was the kindness he inherited from his father, or perhaps these humans reminded him of those of the same race he had never met. He actually had a natural affection for these humans today.

"That's all, give me some respect and rest for five minutes!" Nong Li said loudly, looking at those demigod-level humans who were panting like cattle.

However, Lao Zhu didn't wait for a reply.

Those demigod warriors who were bullied in this way cursed loudly.

"Who are you?"

"You are harming us, aren't you! We finally have this opportunity, and you let me rest?"

"Supervisory Brigade, don't listen to him, just slap him hard! Don't be polite!"

"I've wet my crotch twice, you want me to rest now? Huh?"

For a time, those demigod warriors worked harder to cultivate the land without taking any chance to rest...

Nong Li: "???"

No, you are sick, right?

Isn’t it enough for me to let you rest?

In his opinion, this is oppression!

In fact, the soldiers don't think... We have finally ushered in the third god-making project, and we just hope that we will become gods this time. You let us rest?

The temple is coming one at a time and one at a time, this god-casting plan is coming at one time and one at a time, so we must grasp it well!

"Look, they are just cheap!" Lao Zhu chuckled: "I'm telling you, you can't be merciful! You have to torture them!"

Nong Li: "..."

Are you humans sick?

Alas, the gods are still too kind.

I didn’t expect humans to be so cruel. Obviously, Mr. Zhu is also a human being...

But Nong Li was even more shocked by the number of these demigods. At a glance, it was at least one or two million!

What kind of planes did Daming Investment invest in!

There are two million demigods alone?

If it continues to grow in the future, how many lower gods will there be? How many middle-level gods or even high-level gods can we grow into?

Lao Zhu said softly: "Are you... going to stay and help, or are you going to continue reading?"

Nong Li shook his head: "There is no need to read any more."

This human being that Daming invested in is really weird.

The terrifying harvester brigade, that one god-killing mecha, tens of thousands of lower gods, and two million demigods.

Too scary.

He was already a little numb from the shock.

Looking further, he was afraid that his godhead would be shattered. Just now, a high-level god of agriculture was so shaken by these human harvesters that his godhead was almost shattered.

Now he won't be confused when these humans pull out any strange things. Even if a Shura god pops up, Nong Li doesn't think it's impossible...

"It seems that you can really harvest it completely this time." Nong Li smiled complicatedly and bowed to Lao Zhu with fists in his hands: "I have nothing to help, so I'm leaving."

help?

Is it embarrassing to stay?

Show that the young master, who is a dignified eleventh-level high-level god of agriculture, is worse than a row of excavators?

Lao Zhu watched Nong Li go away.

Then he picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Okay, stop hiding, come out."

A thousand meters ahead, a figure of a cat rose into the sky in a wheat field. Lin Fan looked around with a Shura knife in his hand, with only cold murderous intent in his eyes: "Leaving?"

"Well, he is probably afraid that if he takes a few steps forward, he will be frightened and unstable." Lao Zhu nodded.

"He's lucky." Lin Fan nodded and took back the Shura Sword.

Just now, if Nong Li advances another thousand meters, God Shura will jump out and kill him.

Because no matter how deep it is, there is a gap in space leading to Daxia, which must not be witnessed by the gods.

Although Nong Li was half a human, he was also half a god. What's more, he had grown up in the God Realm since childhood, so Lin Fan couldn't take risks.

Fortunately, Nong Li was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he didn't dare to look at it anymore and left directly...

And the other side.

Outside the Aoki Temple.

"Young Master Nongli is really kind." The deputy palace master sneered: "You still go to help, haha."

"In any case, Daming Investment has helped us this time. Helping them at this time can make them grateful and help each other." Demeter glanced at the deputy palace master: "I know you and the others God has some opinions about Nong Li, but..."

The deputy palace master quickly clasped his fists and bowed: "Lord, don't think too much. Although Young Master Nongli has impure blood, he is your child after all. We are willing to assist Young Master Nongli!"

Demeter's eyes were complicated and she didn't say much.

And right now.

"Mother, I'm back."

A figure led several high-level gods of agriculture and swept back from the endless countryside behind.

Demeter was stunned for a moment: "So fast? Aren't you going to help them harvest?"

Nong Li: "..."