Maybe he knows it's useless to be angry now.

Polypheus's mood quickly calmed down.

"Let's hold a meeting of the gods. Let's deal with the black dragon first. Maybe I didn't make it clear last time, which gave the gods the illusion that the Chosen One can be controlled."

Yan Tiantian didn't say anything when she heard this. She took out the horn from her waist, put it to her mouth and blew it gently.

The melodious sound of the trumpet was transmitted to every corner of the second level of the sacred place of creation in the divine realm. This sound wave even passed through the divine realm, as if it was ringing in the ears of the gods.

In a volcano thousands of meters high in the place of creation, a tall man bathing in magma opened his eyes. His eyes made of flames looked up and locked the direction of Lieyang Palace; the Sea of ​​Morning Stars, a hundred feet high

The waves condensed into a beautiful woman wearing a gauze skirt and flew towards the Lieyang Palace; in the Screaming Mountains, a thunder struck on the top of the mountains, and a giant walked out of the golden thunder pool, stepped forward with two steps, and soared into the sky.

rise.

The sound of the trumpet represents the call of the God-King.

Even though the divine power of this divine king is not much stronger than theirs, this divine king represents the highest dome of the upper divine realm. The gods above control 80% of the power of rules in the world. Once angered, they will be destroyed.

disaster.

Therefore, the gods were very active in the call of Polypheus.

Sensing the arrival of the gods.

Polypheus spread his hands and lifted them up.

"boom--"

But I saw a white jade-like table, thousands of meters long and wide, rising slowly.

Soon, dozens of figures appeared on the edge of the table. The power of rules was wrapped around their bodies. They each represented their respective priesthoods and were easy to identify.

"His Majesty!"

The gods saluted the Sun Goddess.

Polyface looked around and found that except for the two naughty ones, the Goddess of Flowers and the Goddess of Clear Springs, all the gods who controlled the main divinities had already arrived, so there was no need to wait and the meeting started directly.

"I said before that the Chosen Ones cannot be controlled. They are invaders brought by the Supreme Will. Why are you still so stubborn!?"

Polypheus said no polite words.

He came up with a scolding.

The expressions of the gods varied. Some were unconcerned about the matter, some had their heads lowered with unsightly expressions, and some looked gloating.

Fire God Maratella glanced at the other two gods who had also developed followers of the Chosen One, the God of War, Harris, and the God of Wilderness, Noti. He saw that these two normally arrogant and domineering gods were as low as quails at this moment.

I couldn't help but feel disdain in my heart.

These two cowards are afraid of Polyface.

He, the god of fire, is not afraid.

Maratela had a fiery personality, and when faced with Polypheus's question, she refuted it unceremoniously:

"Your Majesty, I understand what you mean, but the premise for the Chosen Ones to be considered a threat is that they are not managed by us. They can grow freely without any restrictions. But what if we actively intervene to give them restrictions? They are just our gods.

Chess piece in hand."

"You can't interfere with the Chosen One. The only thing that can interfere with the Chosen One is our enemy's supreme will!"

Polyface's cold gaze pierced over like lightning. Facing the cold gaze, Maratella looked calm: "I think we can think of the Chosen One as the dog released by the Supreme Will. The dog is

Those who recognize their masters only need their masters to give them enough meat to eat, but if we give them more meat to eat, they will become our dogs!"

After saying this, Maratella stood up, looked around, and said loudly:

"In the era of God the Father, the Chosen Ones also descended. They were once enemies of the Father, but in the end they were instigated by the Father and became a sharp sword in the hands of the Father. Now, as gods under the command of the Father, we should even more

Carry forward the wisdom of God the Father, instead of choosing to run away from anything you encounter!”

Maratela was obviously well prepared, and what he said was very convincing, citing scriptures and evidence.

I saw two cowardly gods, the God of War, Harris, and the God of Savagery, Noti, both straightening their spines under the aura of these words.

Nothing wrong!

They are now developing the Chosen Ones as believers just to continue the glory of God the Father!

Not only should their behavior not be stopped, but it should be encouraged!

“The Chosen Ones of this era are not the same as the Chosen Ones of God the Father’s time.”

When Polypheus saw the gods moving, he became even more anxious.

"The only purpose of these chosen ones is to invade! They will not be kind to any living beings on the main material plane!"

"What's the difference?"

Maratela retorted: "They can also be resurrected, they have the same strong learning ability, and they are also crazy about the mission. As for their offensive purpose, I remember that the Chosen Ones in the era of Father God originally came for invasion, but God Father will

They instigated rebellion!"

"You..." Polyface was speechless, pointing at Maratella and trembling with anger.

In terms of scheming and talking, Polypheus is no match for Vulcan.

The god of fire took longer to become a god than she did.

When she was just born, Vulcan had gradually developed from a successful businessman to a legendary mage, and successfully understood the law of fire, ignited the divine fire, and became an affiliated god under the command of Father God.

In terms of seniority, Vulcan is older.

In terms of experience, Vulcan beat her eighteen times.

The favor of God the Father accounts for at least half of the reason why she became the God-King of the Creation.
Chapter completed!