Chapter 697: Driving Out Wolves and Devouring Tigers

Hera felt sick at the thought of this.

She wanted to show off her female power and demonstrate the supreme authority of the Queen of Gods.

The saddest thing was that Ryan was also a ‘king of gods’. As long as Zeus didn’t take Ryan down and make him kneel under the Holy Mountain of Olympus, she would not be able to get back at Ryan for slapping her in the face.

She was also helpless!

In the final analysis, all her glory and power came from Zeus. If Zeus, the old pervert, was taken down by his father or grandfather, she would not have a good ending.

Hera frowned and ordered: “Let Hermes out first, we will continue to defend the Holy Mountain, and as for what to do next, we will wait until Zeus comes back.”

“Yes!”

No matter how discordant the Olympian gods were, they would still share honor and disgrace with the outside world.

The goddess of hunting Artemis felt extremely annoyed when she thought that she failed to extort money and was instead attacked by the other party.

So stupid!

How could the God King and God Queen push potential allies to the enemy?

Is it because they think their family is not finished fast enough?

Artemis is also desperate to have such a father!

Interesting!

Neither she nor the other Olympian gods including Hera think that Ryan will really attack the Olympian plane.

Chaos gods are still holding the front line. Olympus can't bear multi-line operations, so Chaos can do it?

On the other side, Ryan is also sighing.

He used to think that there wouldn't be so many people in the world who like to take advantage of others. In fact, every time he wants to be kind to his friends, there will be blind people who really do it.

Before he traveled through time, Ryan always felt very stupid when he saw the villains jumping around in novels.

After living for a long time, I realized that novels still need to talk about logic, but this little bitch in reality really doesn't give you reason. You can get anything weird.

Well, since the gods of Olympus have shown him great kindness, he will certainly return the favor.

"At least Hera is right about one thing. I don't have any extra fighting power to deal with Zeus." Ryan smiled strangely: "But, just because I don't have it doesn't mean that my agent doesn't have it... You said it, Yulia."

The sky of the Aztec plane has become inky black.

The entire plane can't see the real sunlight at all. The once fertile farmland has become a series of cracks of varying depths because the earth keeps cracking. There are chaotic juices like soy sauce bubbling out of many deep scars, and it is impossible to cultivate at all.

The entire plane is like an abyss, with poisonous gas everywhere.

Yulia really doesn't know how she persisted.

This damn world is hovering between "complete collapse" and "imminent collapse" every day. The will of the world is struggling frantically, and every large amount of energy ejected from the ground can purify part of the chaotic power.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the recent plane energy ejection has become weaker and weaker. If the previous magma could burn and destroy even Chaos, now it is just plain porridge.

Yulia felt more and more that she could not control the situation.

The Aztec gods who lost their external enemies once again split invisibly. Although they would still reluctantly listen to the coordination of Yulia, the "daughter of the world", what they faced was the reduction of resources.

The rapid deterioration of the world's climate means that the believers no longer have a proper source of food. They rely on the previous food reserves. Unfortunately, there are already very few left.

If this continues, the only option is to treat the believers of the rival gods as two-legged sheep.

In this desperate state, it is only a matter of time before the alliance that Yulia had previously formed in the name of the world's will is disintegrated from within by various evil gods.

The Chaos Legion seems to have known that this plane is about to end, and the warlords no longer send Chaos Demons to deliver food. They just hovered the giant meteorite around the plane, waiting for the fall of this plane and these ridiculous chaotic evil gods to escape with their kingdoms.

In this way, they can track these stupid refugees like hyenas, and eventually kill and convert them completely.

The script has been written long ago!

If Yulia still insists on something, it is probably Ryan's promise. This is why she can barely suppress her subordinates' deep hell demons under such extreme circumstances and prevent them from rebelling. If it were a normal relationship between devils, these evil guys would have rebelled long ago.

On the night of March 8, Yulia prayed in her heart as usual. The object of her prayer was not the will of the Aztec world at all, but Ryan.

"Almighty God of Physics! Your most loyal servant Yulia prays to you..." After meticulously performing the full set of three kneeling and nine kowtows, Yulia began to report what happened here.

To be honest, she didn't know whether her prayers would be received by Ryan. She still prayed as usual.

Laughing to death!

A devil was praying devoutly.

It was no different from before she fell.

In a sense, she was even more devout.

This has become a habit, a part of her life.

"My Lord, this place can't hold on any longer. In order to keep me from knowing, the Aztec gods secretly took their core believers to a place far away from me to prepare for war. Once the civil war starts again, my Lord's plan will fail. I... I will hold on until the last moment."

After saying that, Yulia felt a little discouraged.

At this moment, whether she or the devil subordinates guarding outside her bedroom, all the devils felt a huge pressure coming here in a relatively secret way.

"My Lord!?" Yulia looked up suddenly, with infinite surprise in her eyes.

A voice came from Ryan's illusion: "Loyalty is not absolute, it is disloyalty."

"My Lord, I, I am ready to die here." Yulia lowered her head quickly.

Ryan smiled: "So, you are [loyal]."

Yulia's eyes once again flowed with hope: "My Lord, then..."

"The Aztec gods must be very hungry?"

"Yes, they are almost losing their minds and are about to devour each other madly to survive."

"Heh! They must be more eager to devour the gods of order." There was cruelty in Ryan's smile.

"Well, that's right."

"Very good, I'll show them a way out. As for whether they can get it or not, that depends on their ability."

Half a day later, Yulia once again gathered the Aztec gods in the name of the Daughter of the World.

Obviously, the gods were impatient.

[Stop preaching! Daughter of the World! You can't stop me. ]

[Me too. ]

The gods stared at each other with sinister eyes.

Yulia looked up at the projections of these huge incarnations, but their forms didn't look like humans at all.

The Queen of Hell smiled sadly and lied: "Mother Aztec already knows everyone's plight. She feels sorry for not being able to protect everyone. She knows she can't do it. As a final gift, she provides everyone with a space coordinate, a stable space channel..."