When Tang Xuan and the woman in white dress hand over the neutron war star, a drastic change was taking place in another part of the universe.

Another new ancient god has revived.

Theoretically, the ancient gods that recovered during this period were generally weak, and the Federation was fully capable of suppressing them, but the problem was that the ancient god did not recover within the Federation.

But in the Peacock Empire next door.

The Peacock Empire seems to be strong, but its combat effectiveness is uncommon due to internal corruption and racial discrimination.

The resurrection of the ancient god is not a matter of a certain country.

The ancient gods once ruled the universe, and their growth rate was in line with the exponential curve. They must be curbed at the beginning of recovery, otherwise it would become a disaster for all mankind.

The Federation was very worried that the Peacock Empire would not be able to suppress the revived ancient gods and tried to provide help, but was firmly rejected by the Peacock Empire.

The diplomatic officials responsible for contacting the Peacock Empire were very indignant.

According to their retelling, the Peacock Empire probably means that they are the best in the universe, and they can defeat the ancient gods by relying on yoga and cow urine. They will definitely not allow federal troops to cross the border, otherwise they will be regarded as starting a war.

The Peacock Empire blocked federal aid with tough words, but they did not refuse the federal intelligence, including the location of the ancient god's recovery, strength and combat advice.

The Federation basically teaches the Peacock Empire step by step how to suppress the revival of the ancient gods and lends its own homework to the Peacock Empire to copy. As long as the Peacock Empire takes it seriously, suppressing the ancient gods should be a simple thing.

Probably...

Now is the time to test the Peacock Empire.

On a planet in the eastern part of the Peacock Empire, the earth cracked a hideous gap, and countless people fell down in panic and were swallowed by the surging magma.

The scarlet blood mist spread out from the gap, and there was also a harsh and silence sound like metal friction.

"Those who believe in me can live."

"My name is Atoks, the God of Death Fighting."

The fleet of the Peacock Empire floated quietly in space. They watched the planet below change, but without any movement.

Messages spread among the warships.

"General, what should we do?"

"General, Shiva No. 6 ask for battle!"

"General, many people have died below."

"General..."

"General..."

"General..."

The soldiers in the fleet were fighting spirit high, but for some reason, they could not receive the general's orders for a long time, and could only see the light signal on the flagship flashing on the spot.

An old man with a big belly was stuck in a wide sofa chair, listening to the sound from the communication channel, feeling anxious. He asked impatiently at the sweaty maintenance worker next to him, "How long will it take to fix it?"

The maintenance worker trembled and replied: "General, it's coming soon, it's coming soon."

The old man said dissatisfiedly: "Have you found out the reason?"

The maintenance worker nodded repeatedly: "There are two missing screws inside, so it must be the guys from the repair shop. I'll just screw them on with two new ones."

Due to backward technology, low personnel quality and imperfect systems, the dock of the Peacock Empire can always have a few more boxes of screws after repairing the warships.

The old man snorted heavily: "I'll give you another three minutes. If the repair cannot be done, you can wait to go to the military court."

At this time, the ground was already a hellish scene on earth.

In the smog-like volcanic dust, ferocious cracks spread all over the world. The magma river flows in the cracks, spewing deep red flames, and people fall down and are burned to ashes in the wailing sounds.

The sound that spreads through the cracks has also covered the world at this time.

"Those who believe in me can live."

"My name is Atoks, the God of Death Fighting."

A peacock man slams his hands on the edge of the crack, his whole body hanging in the air, and he may fall into the magma and die at any time.

The hot tongue of flames licked the soles of his feet through the air, his brain was already in fear, and his hands instinctively grasped everything they could.

The soreness of his muscles disintegrated his strength bit by bit, and the sweat beads oozing out of his hands made it more and more difficult for him to grasp. His body slid down one centimeter by centimeter, and finally fell irreversibly into the sea of ​​fire.

At this critical moment, he heard the sound from the crack, and he was like grabbing the last straw.

"I'm willing to believe in you!"

"Save me!"

"I don't want to die!"

He shouted hysterically.

At this moment, a mute voice poured into his ears: "Recite my name: Atoks, I will save you from the sea of ​​fire."

"I believe in you!"

"Attox!"

Suddenly he saw a glimmer of life. He struggled to curl up his body into shrimps and try to contact the magma as late as possible. But his voice did not cause any changes. He was still falling down and finally fell into the magma with a plop.

Gudu

The magma spitted a bubble, and it seemed that things were over.

In space, anger broke out in the flagship.

The old man roared, "Didn't it be enough to just screw two screws? Why haven't you fixed it after three minutes? You're done, wait to go to the military court!"

The repairman gritted his teeth and said, "I just found that not only two screws were missing, but also a chip was lost. It must have been stolen and sold by the guy from the repair shop."

The old man said angrily: "Quote!"

The repairman lowered his head in fear and fear.

The young secretary standing beside him said coquettishly: "General, the call from other warships is getting more and more frequent, and they want to send someone to board the ship to inquire about the situation."

"Damn it! A bunch of waste!" The old man cursed, "The communication system cannot be repaired. Send someone to take a boat to other warships and notify them to immediately place land troops! The battle ends within three hours!"

"Okay, general."

The young secretary sat lightly in the old man's arms.

A small spacecraft flew out of the flagship and entered another warship, and issued an order to attack on behalf of the old man.

Tens of thousands of landing pods shot into the atmosphere like a meteor shower.

Gurgle

In the cracks on the surface of the planet, strings of bubbles emerged from the flowing magma. Under each string of bubbles there was an increasingly obvious bulge, as if something was nurturing.

Bang!

It seemed as if the balloon was pierced.

A man wearing armor and carrying a sword stood up from the magma bulge. His eyes were covered with bloodshot and his spirit was a little crazy, but his consciousness was still clear.

"I'm not dead!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Feeling the power flowing in his body, he laughed wildly to the sky and shouted the name that saved him: "Long live Yatoks!"

The same scene takes place in many places on the planet.

More and more people began to call on Yatoks' name, partly because Yatoks was rescued from the magma by Yatoks, and the other part didn't want to fall into the magma.

The power of faith quickly spread across the planet.

A pair of scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes slowly opened.

Atokes, the god of death fighting who had been sleeping for a long time, woke up. He opened his mouth and breathed freely, swallowing the rolling power of faith into his stomach, and the blood in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

(The three chapters total 8,000 words, which is equivalent to the first four chapters. This month, the debt is paid back continuously. The results are quite bleak now. I hope everyone can come to Qidian Reading APP to support genuine reading. It costs less than ten yuan a month, please.)
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