All the names of the gods of death are not made up, but from Baidu, and some inconspicuous civilizations are hard to find...
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A woman whose whole body is like a sculpture of ice and snow. The snow-white skin seemed transparent. With blue hair, there is ice and snow floating on his body all the time. The blue blood vessels in the body are like branches, quietly spreading and disappearing again. Showing a morbid beauty.
This is not some snow goddess, but the Celtic god of death - Ankou.
The Fujun high-rank, also, because of geographical and demographic reasons, can't go any further - for the Eskimo gods, being able to reach the Fujun high-rank can also be regarded as an ancestor's accumulation of virtue.
At this moment, the Celtic god of death held the newspaper in his hand, and his expression was extremely serious. Even his fingers were trembling slightly.
The newspaper is a special edition of the "Forbidden Times", which is issued only within the General Assembly, and is issued immediately. In other words, it has no fixed release time. Starting from seven days before the meeting, any major event must be released within half an hour. And this is the first forbidden technique.
Ankou's eyes were careful, not letting go of every word. After a long time, when she put down the newspaper, she gently closed her eyes and her chest heaved violently. After a full minute, he opened his eyes and looked at the god of death in front of him: "What do you want to say, say it."
Hella.
Hela, the god of death, was sitting in front of Ankou.
Her face did not face the respect of the Chinese Kingdom, but was full of oppression. Licking his lips, he smiled and said, "Energy, are you not excited?"
"A heartbeat is a heartbeat, but..." Ankou stood up, pulled up his ice-blue long skirt, and said quietly, "This is not something that a second-rate underworld like us can do."
"But this is an opportunity." Hela also stood up and walked to Ankou: "Your territory is in the Arctic Ocean, and our territory is in the five Nordic countries. We should have been on the same page, yes, in the past you hindered Under the pressure of the Greek underworld, I did not dare to take action. But ... it is different now."
"The Underworld of Huaguo is looking for opportunities. This time it is obvious that the other three are not willing to give up. They have come up with such a heavyweight agreement, don't you want to take a share?"
"And for China to implement this agreement, first of all... it has to survive this meeting."
She looked directly at Ankou's perfect profile, and said hoarsely, "Stand on our side and cast your vote. You will receive the first preferential treatment of the energy strategy just like us!"
Ankou didn't answer. Just yoyo looked into the distance. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed: "Ms. Hela, look, what is this?"
Hela frowned slightly and looked in the direction Ankou pointed. The fire in his eyes burst into flames.
The place where they met was an island surrounded by the sea on three sides. The red leaves are like the sea, and the cloudy flowers are like clouds.
And now... at the end of the sea, a dazzling golden light spreads out against the brilliance of the sun. In the golden light, there seem to be dozens of huge figures looming.
"This is..." she murmured, and suddenly a terrible name crossed her mind. She took a deep breath, and exclaimed with almost no reaction: "Golden Fleet?! The leader... is the Shining Death?! O'Neill! The Three Thousand Sleeping Gods are here?!"
Hua Guo's most likely opponent finally appeared!
The Golden Fleet, which symbolizes the overlord of the Mediterranean Sea, and Anubis' "Dead End" fleet, has come to Nara!
"Ms. Hela..." Ankou pursed his lips lightly: "I will consider... Seriously, but you must also understand our difficulties... "
She sighed and closed her eyes: "The Brilliant Reaper is here, the Three Thousand Dreamers are here, and their opponents... have finally responded to the energy strategy of China's Underworld. Once I step on the wrong side of the wind and waves, it will be thousands of years old. The underworld will be wiped out in an instant."
"This is a game of dragons. I'm not the same as you. You have nowhere to go, but... I still have a choice. So... please give me time."
It's not just him, I don't know how many underworlds have seen a golden coastline for the first time.
"The Golden Fleet is here!" In the God of Death's room, Kuva looked at the coastline and stood up with an exclamation. Right beside him, Anti, Born and several other gods of death looked there in shock.
Very fast response...
Faced with the energy strategy of the Huaguo Underground, respond immediately! And sent a real god of death and all her warships. Not to mention strength, this deterrence is even above the underworld of China!
do you want to vote
Want to stand in line
Did you ask us
For the past 100 years, who has dominated the world, don't you have any doubts in your heart
Since you forgot, then... We will remind you a little.
Similar words appeared in the minds of all the gods of death. Let them instantly wake up from the madness of energy.
On one side is the key to the next era, and on the other is the faction that has ruled the world for a hundred years... Which side should I stand on
For a time, all the rooms of the god of death were silent.
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Outside the gate of the Huaguo Difu, there was already a circle of shadows.
Thirty-four underworlds are currently in place, and there are twenty-three or four underworlds. Ten of them have already come with their own invitations. More, it is to look outside the door. Oh, and to add a slew of reporters.
But at this moment, when everyone's attention is focused on the door. The digital guards quietly walked into the crowd and said a few words to the guards who were holding salutations. The other party took a deep breath and walked away silently. However, this did not affect the fiery atmosphere of the scene. There are things that not everyone is entitled to know. Besides, aren't journalists the best deminers
All the reporters' wildfires are lit one meter high, energy... This is the key to the next era! This kind of bomb is thrown from the underworld of China, who doesn't want to know the truth? No matter how long they stand, they are still willing.
This is not Qin Ye's room, and they are not qualified to come to the front of the room of the Lord of the Underworld. It is the lowest room of the Huaguo Underground, which belongs to the door of the speaker.
A pair of red eyes stared at the door. After a few minutes, the door finally opened. The underworld policemen who were waiting outside the door all stood up and rushed up. Countless photo jades flashed, and the voices came and went.
"Sir! May I ask how far the Huaguo energy system research has reached?" "Ma'am, is the cross-border energy system open to the outside world? If so, what are the requirements for access? Is it a partner of Cross-border?" "Ms. When will the details of the energy system be publicly disclosed? According to international conventions, this kind of thing must be open in the form of a patent!”
China, China, China, China!
A few days ago, there were few cars and horses left in front of the door, and now I can't drive them away!
The one who came out was the spokesperson Dai Chunhua, a woman wearing an ancient Chinese official uniform and glasses. Several speakers behind him followed. Facing the densely packed crowd in front, there are shadows as dense as stars. She, who used to be the spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Hua Guoyangjian, was not at all embarrassed. Indifferently said: "Now is not the time for the press conference, we have no obligation to answer these questions."
"Then when can I ask?" "Isn't the Huaguo Difu not going to make it public on this important matter? Isn't it going to hold a press conference?"
Immediately, there was a commotion one after another. Dai Chunhua said calmly: "African underworld is about to arrive."
She was like a master conductor. As soon as she spoke, the scene immediately fell silent. Only the gleaming shadow jade light was left.
"The friendship between the Chinese and African ghosts has a long history. Africa is an important partner of the Huaguo Underground. Therefore, the Huaguo will conduct detailed consultations after the African underworld arrives to determine the complete signing ceremony of the Zhurong Plan."
The amount of information was so great that all the reporters could only breathe heavily, and no one dared to interrupt a word.
As if announcing the most ordinary thing, Dai Chunhua continued: "At that time, all the underworld and reporters will be invited to watch the ceremony on the spot."
At this moment, suddenly, this world trembled. Immediately afterwards, a long horn sounded throughout the venue.
"Zi-" is different from the ordinary horn sound, this one is very sharp and full of blood.
Just when it sounded, all the reporters in the audience were stunned. Then, the machine generally turned its head, mouth slightly open, and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling glass window in shock.
Right there, a huge fleet of ships, at least 100 meters high, surrounded Nara. The sun shines on the mast and the hull of the ship, reflecting a golden light. You can't even see the shadows on the boat.
Dead silence.
A few seconds later, a reporter trembled: "Golden Fleet?"
"It's the Golden Fleet! The Greek underworld actually sent the Golden Fleet?!" "What... what is this for? Why does such a thing suddenly appear?" "Isn't the Golden Fleet never leaving the Mediterranean? It's here!" "This, does this represent the presence of Grand Duke Unirii? The second underworld of the four permanent levels is here?!"
Before they could fall, an extremely rhythmic sound of high-heeled shoes appeared in the corridor.
Only sound, no one. But as the sound got closer, countless shadows poured in from all directions, and two figures were outlined in the corridor.
"Heh..." Dai Chunhua gasped.
Yes, they are modern people, and they are not very clear about the ancient history of the underworld, even if they have gone through bad repairs. They also don't know what the Golden Fleet stands for.
However, the important grim reaper of each country must be clear.
Like the two in front of you.
"The Wisdom of the Dead" Archimedes, the god of three thousand dreamers, Oneilii.
Not a good stubble!
"Hua's envoy..." O'Niriyi glanced at Dai Chunhua lightly, not taking this ghostly mess to heart at all. Just out of courtesy, he smiled and nodded.
In the next second, he turned around, looked at all the eunuchs and said, "Everyone."
"As a representative of the other three permanent members, here I have an important thing to announce."
"Within today, we will announce an agreement. A proposal for the 'Eastern Continent Co-Prosperity Sphere'."
"For details, please pay attention to the press conference, and here, I can briefly talk about it." She said with a smile: "East Continent, refers to all lands except the New World and Africa."
"And the underworld of Greece, the underworld of India, and the underworld of Egypt will concentrate the strength of all allies to create an alliance that advances and retreats together, shares the same honor, shares technology, and contributes to the economy!"
"We call it... The Seventh Day Alliance. Taken from the Bible, God created man in seven days. I believe, we too can recreate the glory. A true co-prosperity sphere with no thresholds, no sticking ideas, or even national visas! "
She glanced at Dai Chunhua and spread out her fan with a swipe: "Welcome everyone to report."
No one answered.
However, with all the evils at the scene, the ghost fire in the eye sockets almost rushed out of the sky!
The shot was taken... Without hesitation, even without concealment!
San Chang united... Facing the once strongest underworld! In the face of China's energy strategy, counterattack without hesitation!
This tsunami... finally set off!