These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 729: Riot and Scheming

Soon, a soft sigh was heard from the core area guarding the artifact God's Window:

"Why is it you, Emperor Kuangfeng?"

"You have become like this?"

He speaks naturally. He is the Masked Emperor, the pioneer of the era of idols.

Speaking of this person, he is also a legend. He has ordinary and weak talents, but he has an adventure just like in the story of a vernacular novel. He fell off a cliff and picked up a treasure: the Window of God.

From then on, he rose up and made rapid progress. With his mortal talent, he copied geniuses and made breakthroughs along the way.

Eventually, challenging the gods with mortal bodies became a myth.

But the weaknesses of God's Window were also revealed.

The Masked Emperor's individual combat power was not very strong, but he relied on the number of his friends to overthrow the old dynasty.

But the group of monks at the replica level he led became disloyal and split into thirteen dynasties.

During the long years, although it was the largest country, it had to compromise with the other twelve countries, divide the times, sign agreements, and share the Window of God.

"The Masked Emperor."

The Wind Emperor roared loudly: "Hand over the Window of God, and I will let you live! Otherwise, my children will teach you a lesson."

The baby emperor, Qinghuo Emperor, crawled around on the belly, and cursed: "Don't go too far, who is your son!"

"Get out of here! Aren't you a disgusting grown man?"

"How did you do that? Let us go."

The other babies were cursing.

Of course, the King of Storms would never let them go. He shamelessly said, "I carried you for ten months and gave birth to you, all of you divine and good babies. How could I let you go? Hurry up and help me conquer the world!"

Looking at this weird and outrageous scene, the Wind Emperor who had transformed into a male mother and the Masked Emperor had a brain short circuit for a moment and their faces turned livid.

"This? This? This?"

He couldn't comprehend what was happening.

How did the Wind Emperor become another Wusheng Old Mother? No, it should be called Wusheng Old Father.

Are they staging a family ethics drama, cursing at each other crazily?

They became the monsters that had overthrown their idol era.

"Hahahaha!"

The King of Storms was a despicable man who had achieved success and was very arrogant. He laughed loudly and started to act quickly.

"Boys, attack!"

After that, nine uncontrolled baby emperors began to attack each other, blasting out a bunch of strong men.

"kill!"

"Don't fight them in close combat, they are very strong!"

"Yes, these conjoined mothers and children are both close combatants with incredible combat power!"

The power of Jiuying is fully demonstrated at this moment!
Ordinary people have five bodies, but they cycle through fifty bodies.

The immortal cycle has been expanded tenfold, and the vitality is endless. He is simply a war god with fifty bodies and a natural melee fighter. This kind of immortality is very difficult to deal with.

we can even say.

As long as they don't have enough explosive power, they can keep absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy and fight forever.

This was the main reason for their defeat that year.

They can besiege the squishy hero, but if the meat shield cannot be broken, there is almost nothing they can do to him.

There are only two reasons why Wusheng Laomu restrained them:
1. Cannot be copied.

2. Be a meat shield and not afraid of being besieged and consumed.

If any one of these two was missing, Wusheng Mother would not have won.

"what is happening!?"

"Damn it!"

The ancient powerful men in the tomb lay dormant together and wanted to ambush Ning Zheng, but they were attacked by their natural enemies.

The battle lasted all night.

The powerful fighting force of fifty bodies allowed the King of Storms to lead his kindergarten and chase after these earthbound spirits.

More than thirty people in the Huawo realm were fighting.

The Wind Emperor had ten men fighting against more than twenty people and still had the upper hand.

Until the next morning.

The sky was gray and the earth was in ruins with craters of various sizes.

Jiucairong, who had just logged in, was yawning. As soon as he came online, he was hit on the forehead and felt dizzy.

What the hell!

Which wicked guy attacked me?

When Jiucairong opened his eyes, he immediately found himself fighting fiercely on the battlefield, surrounded by NPC indigenous bosses who were glaring at him.

?

It took him several seconds to react.

It seems that the NPC that I left idle at night automatically advanced most of the plot.

While Jiu Cairong was stunned, those big guys in the Huawo realm finally seized the opportunity and ran away.

Although they didn't understand why Emperor Kuangfeng was in a daze, they knew that the opportunity was not to be missed.

"Depend on!"

Jiucai Rong exhaled, and saw that they disappeared in an instant, "You bully us because we are not good at fighting, or the Wind Emperor at night is good at fighting."

"I told you not to come online so quickly." Ouch.

"Bullshit!" Jiucai Rong laughed and scolded, "You only know how to hindsight. If you don't go online, how can you know that the situation here will be like this?"

"What should we do now?" asked the mason.

"Let's go for a walk and find a place to drink tea." Jiu Cairong thought for a while, "They ran away anyway, and we can't catch them."

They launched a surprise attack as pseudo-humans, and captured ten of the more than thirty people in the Transformation Realm.

Already have the majority advantage.

but.

Those who are in the state of transformation are not fools.

They will definitely be alert and hide in groups, and will not give them the opportunity to attack them alone or take over their bodies.

But as a pseudo-human possessing 30% of the bodies, this result is already very amazing.

The Masked Emperor and others hid in secret.

"Everyone, the situation is not good. I'm afraid that Emperor Kuangfeng is colluding with the tomb robbers outside."

The masked emperor showed anger.

He never expected to suffer such a huge loss.

One third.

Fully one-third of the saint emperors rebelled.

You know, they replicated a lineage by relying on outnumbering others.

There are only more than twenty of them now. Even if they defeat Emperor Kuangfeng and others, there may be problems with their numbers. Even if they are copied, they may not be able to defeat some outrageous monsters.

"Now how to do?"

"I don't know."

"Damn it! Are we really going to be defeated?"

At this time, the Face-covering Emperor said, "After research, the spiritual roots of the mother and child are no longer a problem. I already have a way to replicate them."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other cultivators in the Transformation Realm were all delighted.

The loophole from that year has been filled. Can they copy the spiritual roots of the mother and child of that alien species?

The Face-Covered Emperor looked at everyone's expectant eyes, nodded silently and said, "I have a method to help everyone update to the level of immortal spirit roots, so that they can copy the Wind Emperor and others."

"It's just that we need one person to copy the mother spiritual root, and nine people to copy the child spiritual root, so that we can fight together."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone reacted immediately.

Now, aren't they sure to win?
They can form two groups of Nine Infants, and they can basically win by fighting 2 against 1, plus they have the Window of God and various treasures in their hands.

Theoretically, the winning rate is already 100%!

It seemed like a group of people who had survived the disaster reacted immediately.

"I copied the mother's spiritual root."

"I copied the mother's spiritual root."

"I'll be the mother!"

They showed their vigilance to each other, and just like on the side of Emperor Kuangfeng, an ethical drama was also played out here.

These spiritual roots obviously have superiors and subordinates!
Everyone wants to be a mother, to control nine babies under her command, rather than being the one being controlled.

"No, I'm a mother."

"I come."

Suddenly, a loud quarrel broke out from inside.

The Masked Emperor was in great pain, the entire tomb was now filled with either father or son. What on earth could have caused this evil mother-son disaster virus to attack?

This painting is too weird. It's either the father or the son. It shakes the foundation of the entire tomb.

Finally, after much debate, they came up with the fairest solution: taking turns to be the mother spiritual root, which was the fairest.

The Face-covering Emperor was annoyed when he heard this:
"Fairness again? Haven't they discovered yet? Our era of idols died because of fairness!"

In the era of deities, everyone had the same upper limit and no one could suppress them all, resulting in countless equally powerful people.

A group of strong men, dividing the era fairly.

The world cannot be unified at all.

The Masked Emperor showed an angry look:
"Back then, they were the ones who didn't listen to me, didn't obey my orders, pretended to obey but secretly disobeyed. All the thirteen vassal states pretended to obey but secretly disobeyed, and were lazy and slacked off."

"They were afraid that they would have more troops, so they avoided the battle in various ways. Otherwise, how could the Mother of No Life have grown stronger, and how could we have lost so miserably?"

Anyone with a brain back then would not have allowed the Mother of No Birth to rise.

But it rose anyway.

The details involved are really disgusting.

A great era was destroyed, and it was destroyed in the hands of people's hearts.

Copying makes their fighting power almost the same, and no one is willing to submit to the other. This seems to be a great era where everyone is equal, but in fact it is the stupidest era.

The Masked Emperor closed his eyes in some pain:
"I have a feeling that taking turns to be the mother spirit root and taking turns to be the controller is our biggest flaw in the future. Because if one of them has ulterior motives, when it's that person's turn to be the mother and control the others, the consequences will be disastrous."

The more the Masked Emperor thought about it, the more he laughed in his heart.

In a war, how could such a stupid decision be made: letting people take turns to be the head coach?

But even if he had a thousand wisdoms, he could not change this situation of mutual suspicion.

Obviously, she trusts him absolutely, so it would be best to let him be the mother and control the rhythm of the battle.

Should I gamble?

Are you betting that after the ten of us transform into nine infants, we will all stand united against the outside world?
The expression on Fumian's face suddenly became dazed.

Now it is a choice of life or death.

He suddenly remembered the time when he overthrew the country and ascended to the capital city of Miaopu, cheering loudly and wishing to benefit the people of the world.
The brothers he trusted nearby stabbed him hard.

That day the world was unified, but also the day of division!
But he had no way out.

Because no matter how talented or wise he was, the military force of that era was similar and had the same ceiling.

Afterwards, he managed to balance the internal strife among the thirteen kingdoms, and tried to balance the world through political tactics to make life better for the people.
He succeeded.

But later, when they encountered the external enemy of Wusheng Laomu, he advocated to surround and kill Wusheng Laomu together. With their background and combat power, it would be easy to kill this person.

However, those thirteen countries stabbed him hard again.

What now?
Should I trust them a third time?

Do you believe they won't stab me?

He looked dazed, then gradually became extremely determined:

"No, equal rights in the world is the biggest lie in the world."

"This time, I choose to stab them. I want to be the first to become the first ancestor emperor who surrenders to the ancient ancestor demon god!"

The Masked Emperor turned around and looked at his comrades in the Transformation Realm.

The opportunity has been given to them.

I have clearly already given them the method to replicate the fused Nine Infants. As long as they agree to let me be the mother body forever, then I will basically win.

But they chose that path again, fair enough.

Fearing that others would plot against them, they took turns to be the mother.
"Hahahaha. Hahaha! Too funny. I'm almost dying of laughter." He suddenly laughed crazily, laughing at their stupidity, and laughing at himself for still holding out hope. Unconsciously, tears were streaming down his face. He said coldly, "Then, I have nothing to hesitate about. Rather than letting it be destroyed in their hands, I'd rather destroy the era I created with my own hands."

(End of this chapter)