To be fair, the saying of destroying the gods is not without reason.

A programmer who is specifically responsible for repairing the complex program of the multiverse will in turn be threatened and even controlled by things in the program?

What a nonsense fact that no programmer can tolerate.

Generally speaking, what programmers hate the most is loopholes. They need to spend energy to patch them, and then take careful steps to see three steps, beware of more loopholes that may appear inexplicably because of patching one.

Now, Donnie, the only local god produced in the unprecedented multiverse, is a loophole in a sense, but fortunately, in this regard, the Wall of Speed ​​Power will be more active than the Universe God Group.

But the dead object of Fire Seed Source is the most difficult "loophole" that the gods team need to face.

An individual cannot tolerate a bug in a program but being able to control and modify programmers in turn, as it has nothing to do with the good or bad temperament.

The existence of the fire source is simply a great humiliation to the universe god group.

Therefore, the anger of the God of Destruction and the declaration of encouraging war is essentially nothing wrong. He not only for his own safety, but also for the maintenance of the largest programmer concentration camp of the God of the Universe, perhaps also mixed with all the curiosity and greed for the source of fire, but this is not important, the focus is on war.

Whoever masters the fire source is equivalent to mastering the Gods Group in a sense. If the God of Destruction can grab and use the Fire Source, he will be the uncrowned king of the Gods Group, and I am afraid that even the justice will be afraid.

The other gods fell silent for a moment.

The sleeping god turned his head and looked at the calculator Nazar. The god with a light blue crystal luster all over his body was to collect information, perform extremely complex calculations, and feedback the thousands of results that are most likely to appear to the Supreme Court.

The positioning of the calculator Nazar is somewhat similar to the meaning of intelligence officers and prophetic mages.

"Count." said the sleeping god.

The calculator knocked his head and fiddled for a while before saying, "I can't monitor Donny's backhand. He is very cautious and doesn't find a way to find his backhand. We may win very low because he can never die in a sense, but if we die one, we will lose one. Our strength will only continue to weaken, not become stronger."

The experimenter was a little irritated and said coldly: "The only god is not invincible. Once he is resurrected, we will kill him once. We can use absolute strength to suppress him from billions of epochs. The universe god group has never lost. Neither the first sky of that year or the five great creation gods today, we cannot bow our heads."

"So Eternal's attitude towards us is very subtle. He wishes that the new god would kill more of us." The manipulator Gamir, the brother of the experimenter Defuron, bluntly criticized his younger brother.

The experimenter was anxious and immediately started arguing with the manipulator. The two brothers have always been like this, and the quarrel is the eternal theme.

The God of Destruction called the Supreme Justice directly, but no one responded to him. The Justice did not participate in the resolution between the nine gods for some reason.

Just as they were arguing about whether to start a war or endure, the goddess looked at them in disappointment, and Jin Cancan's body disappeared directly from the spot, missing.

...

The main universe, the earth, China, Luoyang.

The goddess became an ordinary person. Walking in this thousand-year-old ancient city, the three electronic eyeballs on her face kept scanning the whole city, but in the end she showed a deep disappointment.

"This is not like this..."

The goddess whispered.

There are high-rise buildings everywhere, and reinforced concrete buildings everywhere. Looking around, all kinds of outdated iron moving tools run around clumsyly...

Nearly two thousand years ago during the Eastern Han Dynasty, this city was not like this, everything changed.

Even if the goddess can easily see through the timeline and span two thousand years to observe Luoyang of that era, she did not do this, and it was meaningless. What could she do after seeing it? It would only increase her nostalgia and resentment.

Moreover, the timeline of the main universe is suppressed by a new god. She can only see it, not change it. If it changes, everything will collapse.

The goddess stood quietly on the street, and the crowds walking around hurriedly ignored her, as if she did not exist at all.

A red light suddenly lit up in the three red eyes, scanning the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The next second, the entire Luoyang changed.

All modern atmospheres were forcibly erased by unknown forces, and ancient wooden and stone buildings rose up, and small buildings filled with ancient atmosphere were neatly arranged on both sides of the road.

It was drizzling in the sky, and the air was filled with the smell of fragrant grass and tender leaves.

On the street, a citizen looked hurried and rode horses of different grades to gallop across the wide road. The sound of chuckling sounds frequently, indicating the prosperity of the city.

Citizens were eager to go to work and check in at their respective departments. The short, thin, slow horses and tall and handsome sweat-blooded horses were each carrying their owners, raising up a scattered dust, attracting the attention of the citizens on the roadside.

"Look, another thousand-mile horse!" Someone pointed at it, looking eager.

At this time, a large cart full of cargo, pulled by more than a dozen horses, slowly passed by the street, leaving behind horse manure all over the ground, causing extremely harsh urban pollution and air pollution.

A man wearing a public uniform holding a long knife stopped the cart in the street, licked his lips cruelly, and smiled evilly: "I, urban management, make money!"

No one felt strange about the sudden change in the environment around them. It seemed that everything seemed natural. This was the time they lived in.

"That's all..." The goddess strolled on the flat road, carefully looking at the familiar but unfamiliar things, and could not see joy or anger.

The toy named Zhang Heng once told her that even if she is the Creator, she cannot kill creatures with independent thinking at will.

Although as the goddess of the eighth-level god, she sneered at this statement, she still did it. It was just a matter of thought anyway.

The more realistic creations are used to recall the past, the more complex and hatred in the goddess's heart is boiling like a tsunami, and the hatred in her heart becomes more and more intense.

"It should be damned..."

The goddess muttered, and a hidden fluctuation arose on her golden body.

"No matter who you are, give up resisting, you have been surrounded by the Divine Spear Bureau!"

A circular aerospace mothership descended above this ancient Luoyang, and the entire Divine Spear Bureau looked at everything below with a terrifying look.

"My God, is there such a huge and luxurious palace in Luoyang City? Why don't I know...ah, my eyes! Let's take the palace first, there will be no shortage of funds for the next ten years... What do you think, Bumblebee."

The Saber's eyes widened and stared at the magnificent palace complex below, his eyes almost blinded.
Chapter completed!