People in the sandbox, starting from the moment they land on the ground and become gods

Is there a conspiracy? Or are they planning to send him to his death?

Or is it just for fun?

At this time, Ruger looked at Tianshen An and said calmly.

"An, if you want to continue living your life, don't get involved in this matter, especially don't take sides randomly."

"Ok?"

Tianshen An raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, Luger said coldly.

"Now that you've separated yourself from the Babylonian gods and the disputes of the Little Garden, no matter how exciting the next events may be, don't rush into it."

"I can only say that the upcoming meeting of the gods will be a game for the Queen and the others, but for you and me, it will be a matter of life and death."

"Even though we are the founders who have existed since the beginning of the Hakoniwa."

"That's all I have to say. Be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruger transformed into a ray of light again, shining straight towards the distant Box Garden Continent, leaving only the god An who was still there, lost in thought.

"Is it a life-threatening matter? Haha, I was surprised to be advised by the younger generation."

With a self-deprecating murmur, the atmosphere gradually dissipated in the vacuum of the universe until it finally turned into nothingness.

-

500 Outer Heavenly Army, Temple of the Gods.

"Little Jialing, do you understand this council meeting?"

The handsome man with ox horns and wearing a long robe asked a little stiffly as he looked at Jialing who was wearing luxurious golden clothes beside him.

"Brother...can I say I don't know either?"

The corners of Jialing's mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed in despair.

"But isn't Su Nian your bedmate?"

The Bull Demon King smiled awkwardly and looked at Jialing Dao helplessly.

"And aren't you still serving as Fire God in the Heavenly Army?"

"After all, you know more than me, an old cow who just returned to the small garden, right?"

As he spoke, the Bull Demon King looked at the other one-eyed, melancholy young man beside Jialing, the Dragon Demon King Liu Jiao.

"If my third brother hadn't called me back, I wouldn't have known that something like this had happened in the small garden."

“The Buddhist sect is gone, and even Su Nian has transformed into a human for the final trial. Monkey has become the only survivor of the Buddhist sect.”

"Brother, please stop talking."

Liu Jiao said with an embarrassed look on his face.

"If I had known that you knew Su Nian and Jia Ling became the guardian of the Twelve Heavens, I wouldn't have said anything. Wouldn't it be better to just continue wandering?"

"Now, I've gotten myself into this mess."

"Hey, defeating three humans in the final trial at once, that's a really bold idea."

Liu Jiao said as he looked at the title of convening the Council of Gods in his hand.

It is called the Council of Gods, but in fact every four-digit figure is eligible to participate. After all, four-digit figures are already gods in the de facto sense. It’s just that on weekdays, no one participates except those great gods.

But this time, it was really exciting.

"Back then, Dystopia mobilized almost all of its forces, right?"

The Bull Demon King said with emotion.

"If I remember correctly, it seems that the God of Light, Luger, was frightened away by the sight of the Demon King of Dystopia from afar."

"But brother, I heard that Dystopia seems to have the same authority as the God of Light, [Light]."

Jialing said with a strange expression, after all, there was nothing to do in the Heavenly Army, and even if something happened, it would not fall on her, so on weekdays she and Princess Iron Fan would go to the archives of the Heavenly Army to read information.

"We really have to run. If we're any slower, we might even get our spirit swallowed up."

The Bull Demon King said with a look of sudden realization, that's what he was saying, why would a God King run away for no reason?

In situations where authority is similar, the superior will have no ability to resist when the inferior is defeated. The other party can even forcibly control your authority. The only way out is to not use authority.

All I can say is that Ruger is just out of luck.

"Calculating the time, the meeting is about to start."

Jialing carelessly put his hands behind his head, leaned against the wall, and looked around.

Looking at the rays of light that were almost blinding, Jialing couldn't help but click his tongue.

"There are too many old guys with three-digit numbers, right? My preliminary estimate is that there are three to four thousand, right?"

"After all, this is the final trial of subjugating humanity, and it's also related to the impending end of this little garden. Naturally, those who can come must come, and those who can't must crawl over even if they have to."

The Bull Demon King pursed his lips as he looked at the old guys who were gathered together and exuding a twisted aura.

"Even those evil gods wanted by the Heavenly Army are here, what do you think?"

Jia Ling was stunned when he heard this, and then without saying a word, he took out several pairs of golden handcuffs that had the power to suppress.

"Heavenly Army, raise your hands!"

"Thank you for the performance you gave me, big brother. I'll deal with them first."

Jialing smiled at the Bull Demon King, then walked towards the group of evil gods with a smile.

These are all real-life achievements.

Who knew that just by coming to a meeting, she could pick up a bunch of performance results. She couldn't catch the three-digit ones, and she couldn't handle the four-digit ones?

Looking at Jialing leaving with a group of evil gods, the Bull Demon King wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and inexplicably felt that something bad seemed to have happened to him.

Sure enough, the next moment, Liu Jiao beside him said quietly.

"Brother, if you send Jialing away, who will we rely on for the Council of Gods later?"

The Bull Demon King smiled awkwardly, looked around, and watched the flow of people.

"The Council of Gods is about to begin, let's go in first."

"Brother, please say something~~"

Liu Jiao's voice was full of resentment. Do you know how much effort he put in to call his younger sister over?

So you sent my little sister away with just one sentence?

But at this moment, Bull Demon King suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

"Hey, Third Brother, do you think that's a monkey?"

The Bull Demon King waved excitedly. Fortunately, Sun Wukong also came over, otherwise he really didn’t know how he would face his third brother who was like a nagging woman.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jiao also glanced at Sun Wukong and chose to let the Bull Demon King go.

"Miss."

Seeing Sun Wukong suddenly appear in front of them, Liu Jiao greeted him honestly.

Just as Liu Jiao was praying that nothing serious would happen, Sun Wukong's eyes lit up.

"Hey, big brother, where are the seats that the Heavenly Army has arranged for you?"

Before Sun Wukong could finish his words, he snatched the invitation letter from Liu Jiao's hand and exclaimed in amazement.

"Ah, I didn't expect that these guys from the Heavenly Army were so sensible after losing the Buddhist sect. They actually arranged for you to sit in the VIP seats, and even arranged for you to sit together?"

One of the reasons why they did not attend the Council of Gods before the Seven Days Great Sage was that the positions they were assigned were not good. They were directly arranged to sit at the same table as the Demon King and the Pheasant God.

Of course, there is also the mark of the devil on them.

"It's a pity it's not in the core area."

Sun Wukong smacked his lips, thinking about the position he held on behalf of Buddhism. It was empty and it was difficult to find anyone to talk to.

"By the way, eldest brother and third brother, the seat in the Buddhist sect is currently unoccupied. Would you like to come and keep me company?"

"I'm a boring person, and the view from the Buddhist seats is better."

The bad premonition in his heart came true, and Liu Jiao couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Sight? For us, even at the back, we can see clearly.

Sister, you are just too bored by yourself, right?

But if you're not embarrassed, then we are. The first seven days of mourning for the Buddha haven't passed yet, right? Are you already thinking about other people's seats?

Just looking at Sun Wukong, he thought that his brothers and sisters had not been reunited for hundreds of years.

In the end, Liu Jiao followed Sun Wukong silently without saying anything to ruin the atmosphere.

Chapter 464: Do you have the guts to put down your pen and close your little notebook before speaking?

Pantheon, Council Hall.

Huge seats over three meters high stand in a circle arranged like tree rings, clearly showing the positions of the gods.

According to the seating design, the innermost core layer is where the chief of the heavenly army, representatives of the Buddhist leaders, representatives of the Chinese gods, as well as representatives or agents of the top gods in the box garden such as the Thousand Eyes and the Crusaders sit.

These forces, whether they have extraordinary influence in human history or in the box garden, or have double-digit forces in the open, are the core layer of the box garden and have the power to decide the future of the box garden with a single word.

The second round is the positions of large groups of gods, dragon groups, star groups, etc., such as the Greek gods, Egyptian gods, ancient Babylonian gods and other first-line god groups.

They are either subordinates of the core layer, or neutral, dominating one side. Almost every large group of gods has at least three digits in charge.

In the small garden, the rise and fall of large groups of gods is the weather vane, interpreting the future direction of the small garden.

The third round begins with the positions of the leaders of the second-rate gods such as Celtic, Nordic, and the former Gaoyuantian.

These groups of gods all occupy a certain area on the earth in various worlds. The beliefs of xenophobic forces in places such as the British Isles, Japan, and Southeast Asia have formed a unique culture and penetrated into a corner of human history.

For them, although they are vassals of large groups of gods, they also have a certain degree of independence. Although they survive in the cracks, they also support the branches and main axis of history to take care of each other. For the lower class, these second-rate groups of gods are even more terrifying box garden overlords.

From the super-large group of gods that determine the future of the awakening box garden and the direction of human history, to the large group of gods that embody the operation of human history and connect the past and the future, and then there are some relatively important branches that support the stability of the second-rate group of gods.

The rest is the side issues of human history.

The minimum convention consists of a third-rate small group of gods with two core gods or three pillar gods as the mainstream, a three-digit community formed by individual gods, three-digit loners, and the heads of four-digit upper-level communities.

And the largest number of ordinary four-digit and five-digit numbers can only be listened in at the bottom.

Among these clearly hierarchical arrangements, Su Nian sat in the most core position, representing the Chinese gods sitting in their seats.

After all, the Chinese gods had already moved out of the box garden as a whole a long time ago. Now the only two people who can be related to the Chinese gods are Su Nian and Yang Jian who came to work overtime.

At this time, Su Nian took a peach from the seat of the Buddhist representative next to him with a smile on his face.

Well, Buddhism has been completely destroyed by Su Nian, and the current spokesperson is Sun Wukong, as well as the Bull Demon King and Liu Jiao who were brought by Sun Wukong to eat and drink for free.

Click!

Su Nian took a bite of the crisp, sweet peach nonchalantly and praised Sun Wukong.

"As expected, these peaches are brought by Sister Monkey. They are delicious."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong patted Su Nian's shoulder and smiled.

"I'm telling you, there are even more delicious peaches on Huaguo Mountain. When I take you to Huaguo Mountain later, I'll let you taste the peaches there."

"What are these peaches? They're just a little more potent. In my opinion, they're not even close to the peaches from Huaguo Mountain."

Next to Su Nian and Sun Wukong was Liu Jiao, whose expression was a little unsettled. He lowered his head to look at the agenda of this parliament, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Sun Wukong and Su Nian who were arm in arm over there.

He asked the Bull Demon King next to him in a low voice.

"Brother, the topic of this council meeting is how to defeat the final trial of humanity, right?"

And if his information is correct, the human being to be conquered in the final trial this time is Su Nian, right?

So why was Su Nian here instead of just hiding? He couldn't just jump in the face like that.

Or do you plan to start the final trial of humanity when all the gods in the box garden have gathered, and then take them all away in one go?

Upon hearing this, Bull Demon King was silent for a moment, then silently picked up a peach and started eating it.

"Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on."