People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 740 God? Not even a dog!

There was a dead silence in the cave, and you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone looked at the giant skeleton above their heads in disbelief.

They even doubted whether everything they had just heard was real. Perhaps they had unknowingly fallen into some kind of illusion?

But what shocked them even more was that Mostima looked weird and said with disdain:

"What am I doing as that?"

Her disdain came from the bottom of her heart, and she had absolutely no intention of raising the price.

Then Mastema looked at W and asked with a smile:

"Do you want to become a god?"

"I'm not interested. I can chase that dog and beat him even if I don't become a god. It will be the same if I become a god. So why should I become that?" W curled his lips in disdain.

Mostima looked at Arturo again: "What about you?"

"If I become a god, can you stop your companion from aiming his gun at me?" Arturo pointed at Fiammetta.

"No."

"Then why should I be that thing?" Arturo shook his head.

Mostima finally looked at Fiammetta and waved his hand:

"Don't point your finger at me. This is obviously the style Qi Yan likes. Don't let anything bad happen to Rutland.

So, do you want to become a god?"

Fiammetta looked a little confused.

Seeing that someone finally showed a normal reaction, Hedley and the other Sarkaz suddenly felt relieved for some reason.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard Fiammetta mutter:

“But arresting wanted criminals is my responsibility, but protecting Lateran is also important... Never mind, Lateran is more important. I’ll report this to the Pope and let him decide.

Oh yeah, what did you ask me just now?"

"Do you want to become a god?"

Fiammetta was puzzled and said, "Why should I take that as a thing? If there is anything I don't know, can't I just ask Qi Yan?"

Everyone was silent.

They just kept silent.

Mostima clapped his hands, then spread his palms and said:

"Look, even an idiot knows there's no need to be a god."

Fiammetta:?

W: ? ?

Arturo: ???

The giant skeleton beast was so angry that it flipped over twice in the air.

Finally, He stopped being angry and said in a gentle voice:

"It's not necessary for all of you, but it's an opportunity for you to allocate as you wish. If you feel like it, it's no problem for you to deify the Originium bugs on the roadside."

"I think you don't understand at all." Mostima said with a smile, "Becoming a so-called god means you can be more omnipotent than Qi Yan?"

"This request is simply beyond the reach of even a powerful god." The giant skeleton beast said unhappily.

"That's it."

Mostima was also a little annoyed: "Look at the people present, is there anyone who can't call Qi Yan?"

Skeleton beast: “…”

He was angry, but couldn't refute it.

Hedley stood among the group, wanting to raise his hand.

Firstly, he was not confident that he could ask Qi Yan to help him. Secondly, he had an idea that if he opened a literacy class as a god, the Sarkaz might be more interested in signing up?

But he was not sure whether his little dream would anger the skeleton beast if he told it out loud.

After all, this kind of behavior seems to be a bit of a blasphemy against the dignity of God.

What's more, the decision-making power actually lies in the hands of the blue-haired angel in front of him. He is only meeting the other party for the first time and has no right to ask for such a precious opportunity.

The giant skeleton walked around the cave for several circles, and finally sighed:

"Okay, I'm not going to pretend anymore, I'm going to show my cards.

This opportunity to become a god will belong to the leader of the Sarkaz in the future.

"Little aunt, I never thought of asking you to ascend to the throne of God. If I just asked you to carry out the execution and witness the event, would you agree?"

"Tracy?" Mostima narrowed his blue eyes slightly.

"Yes."

Once this truth was revealed, the cave fell into silence again.

The Sarkaz even forgot to breathe, their bodies trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Mostima finally showed an interested expression, held his chin and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said:

"How can you be sure that he would be willing to accept this opportunity?"

The skeleton beast sighed and said, "He is not interested, but the Sarkaz need it."

Hedley's single eye widened, and his fists hanging at his sides clenched unconsciously.

After a brief moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward, asking Mastema:

“Please don’t agree to His promise. If Teresis really becomes a god, the scale of this war will be beyond everyone’s imagination.”

"Hedley! You are also a Sarkaz!" Ursula could no longer remain silent and shouted, "Why on earth do you have to stand against the Sarkaz?"

"I never thought of standing against the Sarkaz!"

Hedley refused to give in: "But the Sarkaz's current situation definitely does not require a god, but a change in their thinking, otherwise they will just repeat the same mistakes.

In the past, the Sarkaz were even more powerful than any major country today, but in the end, the Sarkaz still struggled and reborn in destruction again and again.

Ursula, the gods are very powerful, but think about it calmly. If the myriad races on this land find out that Tresis has ascended to godhood, the Sarkaz will rise at a terrifying speed. What will the myriad races choose?"

Faced with Hedley's sudden strength, Ursula subconsciously took a half step back, his expression uncertain, unable to utter a word.

She knew very well that gods stood at the pinnacle of this earth, but they were not invincible in the world.

The legend of the Yan Kingdom's godslaying is something that even a ten-year-old child can tell.

What's more, even if Tracys became a god, he would still be a god bound by the Sarkaz. He was destined to be unable to protect the Sarkaz from the coalition of all races.

Sarkaz is different from Rhodes Island, and Tracy is different from Qi Yan.

There is an indelible hatred between the Sarkaz and the Myriad Races, and the Myriad Races will not tolerate the Sarkaz as a race possessing power beyond their specifications.

Hedley took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"The gods are powerful, but they are not the salvation of the Sarkaz. Instead, they will make the Sarkaz fall into a more desperate abyss."

The argument between the two was heard by everyone in the cave, including the giant skeleton beast roaming back and forth in the sky.

Hedley seemed to be suddenly interested in him, and he slowly lowered his body, his nerve bundles floating past Hedley's ears.

Hedley suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He raised his head and said with a sneer, "I don't mean to look down on you."

"There's no need to hide anything." The giant skeleton said lightly, "You don't have any reverence for the so-called gods in your heart, or rather, you are just afraid of the power we represent.

Why don't we make a bet, little one?"

"You say."

"You are smart, but the current leader of the Sarkaz is equally smart."

The skeleton beast said with a smile in his tone: "Everything you can think of, he can also think of, but in the end, I bet he will step onto the ladder to godhood."

Hedley gritted his teeth and said firmly:

"If that's the case, I will stop him at all costs!"

"The bet is established."

No one interrupted, everyone was watching Hedley confront a god in silence.

Ursula looked at Hedley with an extremely complicated look.

The Sarkaz didn't think as deeply as she and Hedley did. They only knew that Hedley was preventing the Sarkaz from having the legendary power of gods.

This made them look at Hedley with hatred and murderous intent.

Hedley felt the Sarkaz's attitude, he just lowered his head and endured it silently.

Until two figures stood in front of him.

Inès calmly helped Hedley resist the hostility of the Sarkaz.

W was more direct, with a healthy smile on his face, and he raised his grenade launcher and aimed it at the Sarkaz.

"It seems like you are very unhappy." W laughed, "I am kind and good-hearted, so I will personally send you on your way so that you can go to the spirits to complain."

Amidst the laughter, the trigger of the grenade launcher was pulled.

No one expected W to attack as soon as he said so, and a large number of Sarkaz were caught off guard and blown away by the explosion.