Chapter 3712 The solution to the trouble can be to create greater trouble

"My God, what monster is being provoked by [Miracle Base]?!"

"Who can tell me why Mr. Maas's body is so resistant to beating!"

"...Look, what is that? The Washington Base finally took out their fifth-generation fighter jets that have been modified in many versions!"

“Is this our disaster day?”

Even the huge screen of the very famous Times Square is broadcasting the disaster at [Miracle Base]!

In the past few months, the powerful people who have accepted the [Miracle Squad] seem to have collapsed - especially they have seen the headless corpses of [Ghost Sergeant] and [Flash Bomb]...

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In the direction of Washington, a large cloud was covered with darkness, like a hurricane coming.

“What a highly anticipated performance.”

On the roof of an old apartment in Gotham, a mature man in a white suit was lying on a recliner, showing an interesting smile.

"That Mr. Maas seems to be in big trouble."

A strong man with dark skin stood beside the man in his white suit... he looked like a thirty-year-old with sharp eyes, like a falcon.

"Yes, Ricky, my child, Mr. Maas did get into trouble." The mature man chuckled, "and it's still big, big trouble."

The tenderloin frowned, "But you have said that Mas is the one with almost the strongest divine power among the new gods at present."

"I should have said that the new gods do not have their own foundation of faith at present." The mature man smiled indifferently: "Their [godly nature] is as fragile as sugar-shaped glass, and they are just like shapes."

"What about yours?" Ricky asked curiously, "Is your [God Character] stable enough...?"

The mature man... suddenly chuckled, "Ricky, do you know that if he is in a place with barren faith, even a demon like Satan will be very down. For example, in that magical Eastern country, Zeus may not be able to get a taxi... Of course, this is just a metaphor. A more modern taxi-hailing software is still very useful, and I like to use it very much."

Ricky knew that when it comes to real secrets, he would not confess to himself... This is a guy who is filled with lies and fraud.

He can't intuitively see everything happening in the [Miracle Base] through thoughts or other ways like that - but mobile phones can.

"What will happen to Maas in the end?" Ricky asked curiously.

At this time, he was silent, and seemed to be trapped in some thought.

Maybe I can't know the answer from my mouth... Maybe I can only keep watching until the result appears.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly said, "It depends on them, whether they are kind enough this time."

"They?" Ricky caught something keenly, "You know the man who is beating Maas... who are they?"

He said slowly: "It was a terrible power that once caused countless ancient gods and belief spirits, immortal vampires, bloodthirsty werewolfs, magicians, elves, and even monsters, and powerful Taoists to fall...a terrible force that is not understood."

Ricky suddenly said, "I feel you seem to be scared."

He narrowed his eyes, "Yes, I'm afraid too... because I finally survived that war."

Ricky thought for a while and said, "You said yes, that disaster that almost extincted more than half of the powerful and extraordinary power in this world? It's hard for me to imagine what a powerful person that would be."

"It's just a couple." He sighed, "But that guy carrying a golden axe, it really hurts to chop people..."

As he said that, he slowly pulled up his sleeves.

There was a blood-colored scar on his arm, which has not healed so far, and the wound was as ferocious as a centipede.

Ricky couldn't help but gasp, and he felt the desperate aura coming from the wound.

"This person is not using a golden axe." Ricky couldn't help but frown.

"This is the most terrifying thing." Squinted: "This means that they definitely don't know the couple of men and women back then... there are more, more."

Ricky shook her head, "After listening to your story, I don't think you need to recover."

"Oh! Child, you must have some misunderstandings about me." A calm smile: "I'm not trying to rule the world... Besides, they are actually friends you are willing to make when you don't provoke them on your own initiative - the premise is that you cannot blind your eyes by your greed, you must be very clear about what you want and be willing to give for it without regretting it."

"We can't guarantee that we won't regret it in the future." Ricky shook her head.

"Then you'd better forget about this and don't think about it anymore." Suggested: "For example, if I have forgotten the existence of this wound, then I will no longer have any hatred."

Weird... or magical, the wound on the arm gradually disappeared.

"Maas lost," Ricky said suddenly.

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The fire was in a blazing state, half of the miracle bases had been blown up, the rest had been scorched, and in the sky where the hot Mars rose, Mr. Maas was pinched by [Platinum] and grabbed him... and grabbed him all the way to Zhao Le.

This complete defeat without resistance was like poison, eroding the faith he collected frantically.

The faith of the God of New Technology came too easily... Even if he maintained it carefully, when the stairs leading to the altar collapsed, the abyss would fall.

The backlash came so rapidly that his new god could not find any way to stop him - as a new god, his knowledge and his background were not enough to support him in solving this crisis.

Gods should be immortal, and even if they fall, they can recover again... For example, those old gods who have already [awakened] one after another and are eyeing them.

But the new god has not yet reached that realm... and he dies, and the new god cannot even give birth to descendants with divine power.

"Don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want..."

Facing Mas' begging for mercy, Zhao Le did not respond, but just watched the modern air force arrive calmly.

It shows a reorganized fighter jet squadron, followed by the Marine Force and three giant transport aircraft.

"I really feel like I've made a dumpling for a plate of vinegar." Zhao Le murmured, then waved his hand.

[Platinum] instantly let go of Mr. Mas, and then turned into a purple meteor... The meteor had a terrifying piercing effect, and it crashed into a fifth-generation fighter plane, and then... began to chase these air forces frantically, with explosions constantly.

"Is there a lot of so-called [gods] like you?" Zhao Le asked at Mas.

"I don't know, I know two of them. One of them is deeply bound to me." Mas said in a deep voice: "I call her [Ms. Media]... As long as she appears on the screen, she will be welcomed and will be able to gain faith and life continuously... and there is also a guy selling arms."

"It's worthy of being a new god, it's quite unique." Zhao Le chuckled, "But we still have to take the route of condensing [Divine Character], swaying the divine fire, and finally supporting the kingdom of God... After all, this is a path that has been verified."

"Divine Fire? How to ignite it?" Mas asked subconsciously - he really needed this knowledge too much, otherwise he would not regard those revived old gods as his biggest enemies.

"You have no chance." Zhao Le shook his head.

"How do you want to let me go?" Maas's face turned gloomy. Begging for mercy was useless, and he could only fight for it through negotiation.

"I said that you should use the fall of a [god] to increase your memory." Zhao Le stretched out his hand, "I hope you will really increase your memory this time... After all, it would be bad if you spend a whole piece of leek land."

"Wait...what are you going to do!"

Zhao Le's palm suddenly penetrated into Mr. Mas's body... like the ultimate skill of the 97 Big Snake's heart!!

"ah--!!!"

An extremely shrill scream rang out.

Zhao Le pulled out a gorgeous crystal from Mr. Mas's body... Countless silk threads connecting Mr. Mas and the crystal were broken wildly at this time!

When the last silk thread was broken, the memories of becoming the god of new technology disappeared from Maas's memory!

He seemed to have just had a dream that lasted for months.

"I am already the god of humanity..."

"Stay going to be your billionaire."

Zhao Le waved his hand, and Mr. Mas was thrown directly to the ground... The moment he landed, a gentle force held it up and finally landed safely.

Zhao Le's hand shines constantly, and even makes a crisp sound like a wind chime.

At this moment, he felt several different thoughts...even his eyes, far and near.

"I was hiding well just now... [Divine Character] started to feel so angry as soon as it appeared?" Zhao Le glanced around and raised the [Divine Character] in his hand, "I want this thing?"

There was no response...but the thoughts and gazes in the dark instantly appeared several more.

The air force in the distance fell. No matter how powerful the firepower was, it would be like beryllium copper and rotten iron under the fist of [Platinum].

"If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Zhao Le suddenly held the [Divine Character] in his hand tightly, and then made a softball throwing posture!

Bang—!!

[Divine Character] instantly exploded the air, creating a terrifying explosion, and then cut through the sky and left... But in an instant, the [Divine Character] crystallized had already arrived in the white house with a history of two or three hundred years.

"Go and grab it, it's there." Zhao Le chuckled and said, "Whoever grabs it, even if it's someone's... it's not allowed to grab it, it's always there."

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“That’s…”

"Quick...get it down!"

“SHIT!”

On the flagpole of the star-striped flag on the roof of the white house, the gorgeous [Divine Character] is like the stars falling from the sky, continuously exuding an attractive brilliance.

The special agents who rushed out of the white house changed their faces at this time... They saw dark clouds beginning to fall in the sky, and the sky was dark!
To be continued...