Chapter 1239 The Monster That Makes God Helpless

"Mr. Mu, you are joking, aren't you?" Hearing Muriya's words, the Killing God was startled, and unconsciously put his palm on the hilt of the Excalibur at his waist.

"Do you think I like to joke?" Morea asked with a smile, tilting her head slightly.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, otherwise, what do you think I came here for? You don't really think I'm here to play, do you?"

"If that's the case." The god whose body and appearance had been constant at the peak state of suppressing the big snake back then slowly pulled out the sword at his waist, a snow-white blade came out of its sheath, everything was silent, and the sharp edge that could easily split space gas diffusion.

"Don't get excited, it's not too late to draw the sword after I finish speaking."

Facing the killing god who had drawn his sword, Muria still maintained a warm smile, "The thing is like this, it was almost five years ago, I received an invitation..."

Morea unreservedly told him about his participation in the meeting of the gods and forming alliances with those powerful gods to carve up the world to this rural god who knew nothing about the outside world, and this undoubtedly, once again It had a strong impact on his worldview.

"Mr. Mu, according to your intention, our world has been divided under your name, and we have become your subjects without our own knowing."

Slaughter God's face showed various emotions such as doubt, entanglement and disbelief. These emotions were intertwined on his face, making his expression look very subtle.

"No, you can't say that. After all, you didn't agree, so you can't be counted as my subjects, and I don't rule your world."

Morea shook her head, "It can only be said that after I conquer your world, the outside world will recognize my right to rule your world, that's all."

"..." The Killing God was silent, he didn't know what to say at all, and he needed some time to digest the news he had received.

"Your world is what I must conquer, because your world is the most extensive and resource-rich realm among the realms I have allocated."

Muria spoke freely, because he didn't have any tricks. His own strength determined what he was going to do, which was irresistible. Even if the enemy knew about it, all they could do was accept it helplessly.

"Is there no room for tact?" The Killing God asked a little unwillingly. The longer he spent with Morea, the more he could feel the horror of Morea.

Unlike a god who clamored to expel Morea,

He who is in charge of killing now says that what he wants to do is to do everything possible to avoid conflict with Muria. Of course, if it is really inevitable, He will still draw his sword.

The hero who fought the terrible snake for the sake of all living beings back then, even if he became a god, he still did not change his original intention. He did not forget the meaning of his existence.

"It is impossible for me to give up your realm, you must understand this. And once the gods who participated in that meeting completed the conquest, but I did not achieve the goal, then..."

"How could it be?"

"I don't know." Muria spread her hands, "But it's not a good thing anyway? After all, my existence is extremely dazzling to those guys, but there are many gods who want to kill me."

"I understand." The Killing God gripped the sword in his hand tightly.

"No, you don't understand. Whether to conquer your realm will directly affect my survival, so I can't compromise on this matter, but the method of conquest is negotiable."

Muria put her hands behind her back, as if she didn't see the ghostly shadows looming behind the god of killing. And following Muria's words, the phantom behind the killing god gradually faded away.

"What is there to discuss?" The God of Killing was a little puzzled.

"I established a force called the Nine Heavens Court. You can think of it as an organization specially established to gather gods. I know you resist being conquered, but what if I invite you to join the God Court I established? "

"What's the difference between that and being conquered?"

"Of course there is. Although there is a superior-subordinate relationship in the divine court I established, the daily relationship is similar to yours now. There will not be too many constraints. You just need to obey my orders during wartime.

But if you resist and force me to use force, then some of you may perish because of this, and this will cause some damage to your beautiful realm. I don't want such a scene to happen. "

"Are there only two options?"

"That's right, there are only two. Choose to join my court, or fight against me. No matter which result you choose, I will gladly accept it. Of course, I will be happier with the former."

"Can you give me some time to discuss it?"

"Of course." Muria is quite calm. In his eyes, the so-called eight supreme gods are just eight people squatting at home. Among them, only the killing gods can fight, and the other seven are at the level of fighting five scum, which can be regarded as a little bit of divine power. At a high point, he felt that he could beat them with one hand.

It didn't take long, and Muria soon waited for the result of the discussion between the eight true gods—willing to join the court of God, but there was a prerequisite requirement, that is, she hoped that Muria could show the mighty power of the Lord of the court of God.

"How do you want me to show my strength?" Morea looked at the god who appeared in front of her again with great interest.

"Please kill a monster that has been sealed by us for nearly ten thousand years!"

"Huh? Hundred-headed serpent? I remember that in the myths and legends, wasn't this monster killed by you? And you didn't become a god because of your achievements in killing it."

Morea looked at the Killing God with some surprise. The powerful life activities will inevitably give birth to some legendary deeds. Although I don't know if there are hidden creatures, but judging from the current situation of the Eight Gods Realm, the strongest monster should be the one in front of him. A big snake that a god once killed.

"Later generations exaggerated my achievements. In fact, I didn't kill that monster back then." The Killing God was a little embarrassed. It was really embarrassing to tell foreign gods such an open secret among high-level gods.

"My biggest achievement is actually cutting off its tail while it was sleeping. Even the seal was completed with the cooperation of several other gods."

"Oh? Hearing what you said, that big snake seems to be very powerful." Morea's eyes were shining brightly, a monster that could rival the gods, and even made the gods helpless at one time, no matter which world he was in, he was rare creatures.