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

The Bull Demon King glanced at the small notebook that Su Nian placed on his desk, then closed his mouth.

He dared not say anything or ask anything now.

Didn’t you see that the other old men in the core circle had closed their eyes and didn’t dare to look at them at all?

I was afraid that Su Nian would write it down in her little notebook.

This time, the Seven Days Great Sage became famous.

At this moment, Jialing, who had dealt with the group of evil gods, also entered the venue and sat in the seat belonging to the Twelve Heavenly Guardians.

However, the seats close to the core circle are only this small in size, so they are not far apart.

Jialing was sharp-eyed and noticed the small notebook on Su Nian's desk at a glance, and asked curiously.

"Hey, Su Nian, what's the notebook on your desk for?"

Hearing this, Su Nian turned around and waved at Jia Ling.

"Of course it's for holding grudges. What else could it be used for?"

"Hold a grudge?"

Jialing tilted his head with a puzzled expression.

"Of course. I'll see who's going to attack me, and then I'll go and settle the score with them."

Su Nian smiled evilly when he heard that.

"Then why not settle the account right then and there?"

Jialing glanced at the gods who were sitting down and said with the same evil smile.

After all, she is the Demon King Peng, also known as the Great Sage Mixed Heaven. Even if she joins the Heavenly Army, she cannot change her bad temper.

It was even more pleasing when I saw the trembling expressions of the gods present.

Sister, big sister, please stop talking.

I finally mustered up the courage to attend a council of gods, but as luck would have it, they were sitting in the meeting place to conduct the final trial against humanity.

The other party also took out a small notebook to keep a grudge.

That's scary enough, and you're suggesting he settle the score then and there?

Are you afraid that not enough people have died here?

Aren’t the lives of their gods lives?

The Bull Demon King also had a green face at this time and said unhappily.

"Jia Ling, shut up! And Su Nian, why are you joining Jia Ling in making trouble?"

"Brother, don't you think this is interesting?"

Su Nian looked around and saw that no one dared to look him in the eye, so he sneered.

Tsk tsk tsk, he finally saw clearly that the process of this so-called final trial to conquer humans was to launch some human heroes like Canary to serve as the main force.

They have the assistance of gods, who provide help and investments. They want all the so-called merits and keep no share.

At this moment, Indra, who couldn't bear to watch any longer, couldn't help coughing twice, and walked up to the central position representing the chief of the heavenly army wearing a luxurious golden robe.

At this moment, Indra instantly became the focus of attention of all the gods present.

"let's start."

Indra said that if they didn’t start now, most of the gods present would be scared away.

He had already seen many gods with trembling legs, preparing to leave.

Dong-yi!

At the top of the Temple of the Gods, the clock rang heavily.

The Council of Gods begins.

As Indra announced the start of the Council of Gods, the sporadic discussions that had been taking place on the scene came to an abrupt end.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Nian sat in her seat, opened her notebook, twirled her pen, and smiled brightly.

No one present had any idea what Su Nian was thinking.

Why would he attend a meeting to discuss how to attack him?

And if they really wanted to hold a grudge, why didn't they first kill the guy who opened the parliament, the Celtic god of light, Luger, before trying to stop the meeting?

And to be honest, they really don’t know who Su Nian is?

The few impressions I have are from the news, where I saw Su Nian get the MVP for sealing Az Dakaha and exiling Angora Mainyu.

Then participate in the competition for the final king or something.

Finally, this time he proposed anti-corruption in Buddhism and took the opportunity to attack Buddhism.

Do they really not understand Su Nian's experience, his personality, and his habits?

All we know is that he seems to have a good relationship with several powerful women, and Alger's rise is also closely related to him.

For some unknown reason, his shadow can be seen in many important events in the garden recently, but none of them can be attributed to him.

And now, it seems the other party has become humanity's final test? And they're still holding a grudge.

In such a delicate situation, no one dared to speak out, for fear of being recorded.

Just like that, the Council of Gods fell into a subtle silence.

Hello, hello? What's going on? Why is everything so quiet?

Indra couldn't help but complain.

Every time in the past, the Council of Gods was filled with quarrels and arguments.

Although it was mainly him and the Buddhist sect who were arguing, a group of people in the Buddhist sect who were drawing salaries without working greatly slowed down the administrative efficiency of the Heavenly Army.

But apart from that, some were chatting, some were arguing, and some were fighting. It wasn't very quiet at all.

Thinking of this, Emperor Shitian glared at Su Nian. Su Nian shrugged helplessly, indicating that he did nothing.

They're just a bunch of guys worrying about nothing.

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

Indra couldn't help but complain in his heart on behalf of the gods.

But this is not a good way to go. After all, the meeting still needs to be held and the process must be followed, right?

Then Indra straightened his chest and spoke.

"Then let me start the first topic."

"That is, the matter of conquering the human final trial community headed by Su Nian."

Upon hearing this, all the gods present, especially those in the core circle and beyond, secretly groaned.

Emperor Shitian, please use your excellent eloquence and ability to argue! Why did you bring up the topic so directly?

When has a parliament ever started without a few hours of joking?

However, although they thought so in their hearts, these old foxes were still very firm in their words.

After all, if the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up, so they just blindly follow the guys in the core circle to vote, especially those agents with double-digit figures on the surface.

For example, Scathach, or the Thousand-Eyed Laplace Demon, or the Virgin Mary, the acting leader of the Crusaders who was recently rumored to have clung to Xiangzhou's support.

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"The applicant for this proposal is the Celtic God King, the God of Light, Lugh. He should have no objection to it, right?"

Upon hearing Indra say this, many of the gods present stood still and wanted to say something immediately.

But at this moment, they looked at the pen in Su Nian's hand and Su Nian who was observing around.

In an instant, the person who was about to say something shut his mouth.

Damn, Indra must have discussed this dogecoin with that guy in advance.

Old Emperor, we shouldn't have done anything wrong to you, right? So why didn't you let me know in advance?

Feeling countless resentful gazes falling on him, Emperor Shitian pretended not to see anything.

Does he dare to say it? He absolutely doesn’t dare to say it.

Indra said that he had done his best just to protect the Hindu gods and the heavenly army, let alone anything else.

Then Indra set his sights on Ruge on the third floor.

At this time, the God of Light, who had a mustache, silver hair, and was full of adult charm, looked around at the gods and said.

"I believe you all already know about the topic of this matter."

"With the resurrection of the Demon King of Dystopia, the spiritual power of the Absolute Evil Aziz Dakkha has expanded to its limit, and even the new human final trial, Angra Mainyu, has grown to a triple-digit limit due to his destruction of the Buddhist sect."

It's so funny, how could I not know this?

Don’t you see where that guy is sitting?

Not far from Ruge, the ancient Babylonian god An couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Although he was in the starry sky, he couldn't say that he was completely unaware of what was happening in the box garden.

If you really know nothing, you will be completely screwed. You won't even know when someone is harming you.

He finally understood why Ruger said this would be a fatal incident.

Holding a meeting with humans who have grown to their limits in the final trial is inherently risky.

If you are not careful, you will fall completely into the abyss without even a chance of resurrection.

What's even more terrifying is how Su Nian could bear the spiritual power of humanity's final trial? And what's the attitude of the White Night King?

The final trial of humanity might destroy the little garden, right?

But now, strictly speaking, Su Nian is still a subordinate god of the White Night King, and it is no secret that Bai Yasha comes and goes in Arcadia on a daily basis.

The person who loves the small garden the most actually raised a creature that can destroy the small garden?

This joke is not funny.

And Ruger, why was he called back by the Halloween Queen to come and make this proposal?

But he never heard that the Halloween Queen had forgiven Luger.

Finally, there are too many people attending this parliament, whether it is in the three digits or the four digits.

Almost all the high-level officials in the box garden were caught in one fell swoop.

Even his good friends who had left the small garden came back.

Whose will is this?

The water was so deep that even he felt he would be torn to pieces by the whirlpool if he was not careful.

Thinking of this, An's expression gradually became solemn.

This parliament was a whirlpool, a whirlpool that was enough to tear the entire small garden apart.

"According to Laplace's calculations, the spiritual power of absolute evil will only have less than two years to expand to its limit."

Ruger said this in a calm tone, and mentioned it casually.

"By the way, if you don't believe me, you can consult His Majesty the Thousand-Eyed Laplace Demon, or His Majesty the White Night King."

Sitting in the core layer, the Laplace Demon, the representative of the Thousand Eyes, nodded, indicating that what Ruger said was not wrong.

How could it be so fast? What do you mean less than two years?

The other gods were completely confused. What was going on?

Does the spiritual power of humans in the final trial expand so quickly?

Ruger looked around at the incredulous gods and called up another picture.

He was a boy with white hair and golden eyes, about ten years old, with clear eyes.

Upon seeing this young man, many people present who knew the situation recognized his identity: the original candidate created by the former Ouroboros, and also the tenth incarnation of Vishnu, the savior of the end of the world, Baima Kalki.