Survival for the whole people: build mechas at the beginning, open Gundam

You know, Claren is a late-stage high god, and he was famous in the age of ancient gods.

He has killed countless demon gods, but now he is about to fall here. It is true that Ron's mood is quite complicated and horrifying.

He had an urge to leave here immediately, because he was worried that after Claren fell, that terrifying Iron Warrior would regard him as an enemy, and it would be too late for him to escape at that time.

It's just that he was reluctant, because he noticed the artifact in the hands of the golden bimon god Claren. It was a divine sword. Although it was an epee, it was at least a sword-like artifact.

Much better than Tiger God Gabriel's never-fading sword.

I have a premonition that this sword belongs to me, it is calling me!

Sword God Ron was talking to himself, staring at the battlefield under the starry sky in the distance. He expected the Golden Beamon God Claren to die quickly, so that he could buy the Excalibur from His Majesty the King of the Black Technology Heaven, and then return to the central area contentedly.

Thinking of this, he was not ready to leave, but he still took out a scroll called the Time and Space Teleportation Scroll, which could teleport him hundreds of millions of kilometers away in an instant.

He has already decided to stay and make a deal.

If there is an accident, he will teleport away immediately, never staying for half a second.

Because half a second is enough time for the Iron Warrior on the battlefield to seal the time and space, and even the time and space teleportation scroll will not be able to save him.

Take a gamble!
I hope that His Majesty the King is really doing business.

What's more, if I die, the Black Technology Heaven is equivalent to declaring war on my God of Truth. At that time, the restriction will be lifted, and my God of Truth will be able to directly kill the Black Technology Heaven from the central area.

In the view of the sword god Ron, this is also one of his guarantees. He believes that the ruler of the black technology heaven should not be ready to go to war with the central area.

……

Time passed quickly, and the war of gods under the distant starry sky came to an end.

"Do not kill me!"

The golden bimon god Claren yelled in despair, but it didn't help.

Without hesitation at all, Stark waved the main artifact in his hand, and directly chopped off the divine body of the golden Beamon god Claren.

After a while, when Claren's divine body reorganized on its own, it entered the weakest stage.

Stark pierced his brow with a sword again, and then directly grabbed his soul out of his body and pinched it in his hand.

"No!"

The soul of Claren, the golden Beamon god, kept struggling, desperate, "I surrender, don't kill me, I am willing to become the god of the Lord of your faith!"

"Your heart is not firm enough," Stark gave him a cold look, and then shattered the forbidden space-time battlefield.

At the same time, his eyes fell on the sword god Ron, and he frowned, "The god of truth in the central area?"

Seeing the soul of Claren in his hand, Sword God Ron turned green with fright, and immediately explained, "I'm here to do business with your Majesty the King, not an enemy!"

"is it?"

Stark looked at him for a long time, until Sword God Ron had the urge to turn around and run away,

He nodded slightly and looked away.

Stark handed over the soul of the golden Beamon god Claren to the angel Gladys and said,

"Take it back and put it in the Holy Grail, so that he can understand what faith is."

"As you order, Your Majesty Stark." The angel Gladys took it respectfully.

Ignoring the struggle and terrified screams of the Golden Beamon God Claren, he went straight to the Holy Light Temple in the Black Technology Heaven, and put his soul into the Holy Grail.

After entering the Holy Grail, Claren suddenly roared, "Let me out, what the hell is this place?"

At this time, the soul of the beast god Balk floated over, and explained in a very kind way,

"Don't be afraid, Your Majesty Traren, this is the baptism hall of the soul and the place where faith begins."

"You are Balk, you are not dead?"

The Golden Bimon God Claren's eyes widened. After the words fell, he suddenly screamed again, "Gabriel, why are you here?"

Gabriel, who was curled up in the corner of the Holy Grail, was shrouded in holy white light. He looked up at Claren, "Claren is you. It's been a long time since my friend, but please don't disturb me to pray to the Almighty Lord."

"Are you crazy? Claren, the golden Beamon god, lost his voice in surprise,

Tiger God Gabriel said in a soft voice, "I'm not crazy. I finally understand the true meaning of faith. Claren, I am very happy to meet you here."

"I'm not happy at all."

Claren, the golden Beamon God, cursed back. He wanted to escape from here, but the Holy Grail was indestructible, and no matter how he attacked, he could not break the Holy Grail.

A moment later, the holy grail burst into dazzling light, and endless sacred power rushed towards the soul of the golden Beamon god Claren, and at the same time, melodious hymns echoed in the holy grail space.

Claren was even more terrified because he knew what was coming to him.

"This is not what I want, let me out!"

He was yelling and roaring, but no one could hear his voice except the souls in the Holy Grail, and in the end he was drowned in the endless holy light.

Under Stark's watchful eyes, the sword god Ron also bit the bullet and returned to the black technology paradise, but he did not dare to enter Tang Xiaofan's capital,

Still standing at a high altitude outside the capital, his heart was shaken at this time, because he saw a god with the late stage god status of the upper god die in front of him.

Gold is better than Claren, the god, infinitely stronger than him,
In the end, the divine body was imprisoned, and the divine soul was taken away. The desperate scream of unwillingness still echoed in his mind.

This had a great impact on him. When he looked at Tang Xiaofan again, the sword god Ron no longer looked down on the middle gods from the upper gods.

On the contrary, the expression is dignified and very polite,
"Dear Your Majesty the King of the Black Technology Paradise, I wonder if you want to sell the Storm Sword, the natal artifact of the golden Beamon God Claren? If so, I very much hope to buy it."

"Wait a moment,"

Tang Xiaofan always responded with a smile,

Facing the god of truth who can bring him a lot of crystallization of divine power, his attitude is very good.

Hearing this, God-seeing Ron had no choice but to wait quietly.

After waiting for several hours, he suddenly felt,
Tang Xiaofan's divine power suddenly soared dozens of times.

The fluctuation of divine power has been directly promoted from the elementary level of the middle god to the peak of the middle god.

Only one step away from being promoted to the level of the upper god.

"how can that be?"

Sword God Ron was stunned. He had never seen someone's realm improve so quickly!

In the blink of an eye, he crossed the mid-stage and late stage of the middle god, and stepped into the peak level. This is simply a fantasy, which made him unbelievable!
But the problem is that this is a fact, because he saw it with his own eyes now, if he hadn't clearly perceived that Tang Xiaofan's god position was in the early stage of middle god, he would have suspected that Tang Xiaofan had deliberately hidden his own strength!