"Oracle? I didn't hear any oracle." Blue Bird said.

"Since I have disclosed my identity as the old god, the god will definitely respond. Sooner or later, he will issue an oracle to fight back against me." Su Mingan said.

Qingniao lowered his head and smiled, his earrings colliding, and the clear sound of glass sounded together with his glassy voice: "But I also control your life, why should I obey you?"

"It's a very simple math problem. Three is greater than two." Su Mingan slowly raised three fingers:

"Blue Bird's instant death rule holds the lives of me and Mizushima Kawakora. Zou Yuqing's instant death rule holds the lives of me, Mizushima Kawakora, and Ao Niao. If Ao Bird, you insist on killing me and Mizushima Kawakawa,

If it is empty, Zou Yuqing will immediately activate the instant death rule and kill you too."

Qingniao's smile did not diminish: "Old God, I think you have misunderstood one thing. I obey the current gods and will never delay the oracle out of pity for my own life."

Su Ming'an said: "Just delaying the oracle does not require you to disobey the oracle. Are these just a few hours more important than the lives of the goddess and the son of the god?"

Ao Niao glanced at Mizushima Kawa Sora, his expression slightly hesitant. His right to speak was not as powerful as Mizushima Kawa Sora, and she would definitely cherish her life.

Now Su Ming'an is restraining Mizushima Kawakora, Blue Bird is restraining Su Ming'an, Zou Yuqing is restraining Blue Bird, and Su Ming'an is restraining Zou Yuqing with force. The four disciples have formed a temporary food chain. They can kill each other with just the slightest movement, and the guillotine is already close to their necks.

.

Chang Qingluo and others swallowed their saliva and watched this scene with fear. If Mizushima Kawakora and Su Mingan died in front of them, humans might be angry with them.

After a long silence, Mizushima Kawa Sora said:

"Then, form an alliance with me."

She gave in.

"An alliance? You are very sincere." Su Mingan said.

"Yes, I thought about it. You have a lot of information that I don't know. You are also recognized as the person who is the best at digging up plots. If you follow your instructions in the early and mid-term, there should be no problem. In the later stage, we will compete again."

Mizushima Kawa Sora said.

Su Mingan's palms felt hot.

--lie.

——You are not sincere in your alliance, you have other purposes.

Su Mingan's eyes were slightly cold: "It seems you really want to form an alliance with me?"

Mizushima Kawa Sora said: "Yes."

The palms of my hands are still hot.

——Another lie.

——Mizushima Kawazora, you don’t mean it.

A faint smile appeared on Su Mingan's lips: "Then tell me the information you already know. In exchange, I will also tell you the information I know. One for you and one for me. How about it?"

Mizushima Kawakora held the scepter tightly, his fingers glowing blue and white: "Okay. I can tell you three pieces of information. First of all, the Lord God is an innate god, and he cannot be defeated."

--lie.

Su Mingan's palms were almost as hot as boiling eggs.

He lied as a gift: "The fighting power of the gods is indeed very high. I have come into contact with the gods, and they may be at the same level as Shengqi."

Mizushima Kawakora: "The second message. After Su Lin fought with the gods, there has been no news."

--lie.

Su Ming'an's palms were still hot, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart - Mizushima Kawakora, you really haven't told the truth.

It seems that she really trusts the gods too much. Even if he came to form an alliance, she would not reveal a word of information.

Su Mingan responded with lies again.

Mizushima Kawakawa said: "The third message. Just now, you have complied with my immediate death rule."

--You are lying……

"..."

Um?

Su Ming'an's palm suddenly felt cold, as if he was holding a piece of extremely cold ice. At the same time, he felt a coldness in his heart, as if his whole body was about to freeze.

——This sentence... is not a lie.

Everyone was silent, watching the confrontation scene silently. Zou Yuqing touched the tattoo on his shoulder. Qingniao fiddled with the glass pendant by his ear. Mizushima Kawakora stared at Su Ming'an, her earlobes glowing crimson.

"It seems that your immediate death rule is [those who express their intention to form an alliance with you will be given an equal death]?" Su Mingan said slowly.

Mizushima Kawakawa denied: "No."

Su Mingan's palms became hot again.

...Now it gets interesting.

Each of the four people present holds each other's lives in their hands, as if they are holding the muzzle of a gun to each other's heart, but no one dares to press the trigger first.

"Mizushima Kawakora, are you really so wary of me?" Su Mingan sighed.

Mizushima Kawa Sora remained silent.

"What is your final wish?" Su Mingan asked abruptly.

Suddenly, the church was very quiet.

Miao Qingluo and others silently reduced their presence. The tit-for-tat confrontation between these two people was so aura that it was really scary.

Mizushima Kawakora stood up, her crystal crown shining like stars. Her eyebrows were slightly lowered, and her voice was as light as a feather:

"...No comment."

Su Mingan laughed and turned the wheelchair.

"Zou Yuqing, you follow them. If they don't act in accordance with the covenant, the immediate death rule will be activated directly." He relied on the fact that no one knew about Zou Yuqing's instant death rule and asked her to follow them boldly. This week, he informed Zou Yuqing in advance that he was the eldest prince, and Zou Yuqing

Trust him very much.

As long as Mizushima Kawa Sora and Aotori can't guess her rules, they will keep violating her instant death rule during their conversations.

"You really trust me." Zou Yuqing approached him and whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, you are really not afraid that I will betray you."

"Can you?" Su Mingan asked back.

"Of course I can." Zou Yuqing snorted.

Su Ming'an closed her hot palms: "...I don't believe it."

…

The war of faith soon began.

Su Ming'an came to the headquarters of the Human Self-Rescue Alliance, and in the name of the old god, distributed special medicine to the surrounding people. They quickly remembered the history of decades ago, and remembered that - those who have flowers and birds, can freely

The age of singing and painting.

With the help of Xinyue and Li Yanghao, the distribution of specific drugs was very fast. The Central Research Institute, with the cooperation of Isabella, is producing subsequent drugs.

At the same time, he quickly traveled to various countries, reached alliances with the leaders who were willing to cooperate, and brought them into the protection range. He made a special trip to Ubang State, threatened the leader of Ubang State with force, and asked the leader to refuse to communicate with all his disciples.

Diplomacy to prevent Ubang from being obliterated.

At 7:40 in the morning, the alien royal family broke out in the first tower. Just as Mizushima Kawakora had arrived with troops, she worked with Yamada Machichi, Lu and others in a rare cooperation, temporarily repelling the alien royal family and driving them away.

Into the dark mist.

After learning the news, Su Mingan's heart tightened - he discovered that what the gods said last week was right - it was indeed his act of reminding people of history that accelerated the awakening of the alien royal family. This week's alien royal family is enough

He woke up an hour earlier because the special medicine was distributed, and many people recalled history.

When you "recognize" something, its birth will accelerate, just like opening the box of Schrödinger's cat. When people recall the past history, remember that alien species ravaged everywhere in the past, and think of their appearance and shape, they will

Will be awakened from deep sleep.

"But... I have to do this..."

Sitting on the terrace of the headquarters of the Human Self-Rescue Alliance, Su Mingan looked down at the lights of thousands of houses below. Trucks carrying special medicines were transported to various places, and the crowds gathered like ants. He could see their smiles, and hear them as if their souls were released.

They shouted, and among their thousands of sentences, one word was touched the most - "Old God".

The night dew was thick, and the morning sun was still hanging on the horizon. His fingers moved unconsciously, and the sounds of people, traffic, and horns... gathered into blurred spots in his ears.

…

[Old God·God’s Name “Lighthouse”

Saint: 1 person

Fanatics: 23 people

Devout believers: 123,812 people

Believers: 529310291 people

Believers: 1229381621 people

Comprehensive winning rate: 34.5%】
To be continued...