The Age of Global Gods: Lord of Chaos

Chapter 368 Scramble

After the shock, people gradually recovered. The human coach took the lead and walked towards the depths of the temple. The other five were not to be outdone, and marched side by side with the human coach.

Walking through a long corridor, what appeared in front of you were giant bronze doors of orc height, the doors were closed tightly, rejecting visitors.

The human coach raised his hand at will, and raised the thorn of the long sword in his hand to the crevice of the bronze door.

"Here" accompanied by the extremely obscure sound, the bronze door slowly opened, revealing the idol hidden behind him.

A sculpture of a beast god is placed on a bronze platform in the middle of the hall. Three golden scrolls are placed in front of him. A lot of magic coins, all the wealth is so naked in front of people.

The treasures and scrolls in front of them completely aroused the greed of human beings, and immediately some people who were not afraid of death rushed to the jewels and prepared to collect them in their own pockets.

But before those people arrived in front of the jewelry, a sword tip appeared on their chests, and they lost their breath.

"I haven't spoken yet, these are what you can do? It's really a long time." The human coach said viciously.

The deaths of those people finally calmed down the crowd. There were only six main gods in the field. Others couldn't compete with them at all. To obtain these wealth is tantamount to pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth, even if there are many desperadoes, but no one Willing to die in vain.

After the crowd is quiet, the human coach does not matter whether they have dispelled the idea of ​​obtaining wealth or why, he is confident that he can crush other people with his own strength.

He stepped forward to take down the three scrolls. At this moment, a long spear stopped his hand to take the scrolls.

The human coach turned around, looked at the five people behind him, and found that his state was unable to fight the five people's team at the same time.

"I'll take one and divide the rest by yourself." The human coach said.

"I want to take a scroll with just one mouth? There is no such good thing in the world, right." Another person said gloomily.

"If you take away one, how do we divide the rest? Let me tell you, we still have the ability." Someone said.

"You can beat me alone," the human coach said with disdain.

"That's not necessarily the case, we are all injured by the orcs, and whoever is stronger or weaker in the remaining strength is really not necessarily true."

"I hope you don't regret the current decision. I don't guarantee that I will accidentally kill people." The human coach was angry at the ignorance of the other five and threatened.

"I'm so scared, you wouldn't kill people by mouth, right? Then I've been killed by you ten thousand times." Someone sneered.

"Stop talking, let's see the real chapter."

After speaking, the six people all took out their weapons, quickly burned the Saint Mark, and fought in a (rewarded) regiment.

The crowd behind them saw that they couldn't take care of themselves in the melee. The calmness that they had just pretended was broken instantly. Everyone took out their own unique skills and rushed forward desperately to snatch jewels and magic coins and stuff them into their storage warehouses.

Fang Mu was not as crazy as they were. He always felt that there was something wrong with the six people. Logically speaking, everyone in the field could not beat them. Then it was possible to split the jewels and the power coins equally before grabbing the reels.

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