The door to the Supreme Court opened.

A group of gods dressed in gold and silver ornaments came in.

Leading the lead is a god who looks like a middle-aged man. In fact, his appearance is no different from that of humans. He has short dark blue hair and a straight iron-gray cloak on his armor. The cloak has dark red patterns, like solidified blood marks, and like metal scales that melt at any time, gorgeous and luxurious.

"The Supreme Father..." When he saw this god, Zhang Chengru inexplicably knew the real name of the god. This is the Supreme Father and the main god of mankind.

The goddess behind Him had long hair with long shoulders, and her straight hair, like a black waterfall, was tied up by the serpentine metal hairband on her head. She smiled, and the hem of the hem of the armor was connected to the hem of the skirt. This is... Garra... He is the goddess of human love and marriage, and the companion and queen of the Supreme Father.

Behind the house is Ain, who holds courage and fight, who is their eldest son. In addition, there are more than a dozen gods, big and small, behind them. They are all human gods, and in this temple, they all appear as humans. Although they are like this, all the gods emit bright light, which is the embodiment of their own divinity.

The gods of human beings occupy a corner in the Supreme Court. Except for the silent silent father, the other gods are whispering to each other, as if discussing something.

A new god came in from outside the door.

This time, he came in and was wearing a group of tall and thin figures wearing ice crystal armor. He led the head of him wearing a crystal crown and a white cloak. Even though he just walked silently, he still exuded a majestic aura like mountains and rivers. His steps were firm and his behavior was not like flesh and blood, but a living ice sculpture.

The Frost Prince Hull, this is the Frost Elves, also known as the Lord God of the Frost Clan. The same is true for the gods behind him, they are as cold and firm as ice and snow.

Another new god came in. This time, the orc gods with hair all over their bodies and fangs turned out through their lips. They also chose a corner in the hall to stand together, and their own people stood together, keeping a certain distance from other gods.

A group of gods came, and another group of gods came. The gods of lizardmen, the gods of elves, the gods of fishmen, the gods of half-hearted people, the gods of taurens, and the centaurs... The gods of each race appeared in the appearance of their own race and occupied a position in the Supreme Court. It is strange that the area of ​​the Supreme Court seems not large, but no matter how many gods come, they can easily find a corner of their own and keep a distance from other groups.

However, among the gods, it is not strictly distinguished by race. Some gods who obviously belong to different races will also gather together.

The appearance, temperament and actions of these gods may vary, their preferences and aesthetics are very different, and their clothes and dresses are even more different, but all the gods appear healthy, strong and powerful. The surface of their bodies exudes a light representing their divinity.

There is only one exception.

As the gate was close, a god stumbled in from outside the gate. The god's clothes were worn, the surface of his body was covered with dirt and thin. He was alone and had no companions. He seemed to want to join other groups, but when He approached, the other gods showed disgust. No group took the initiative to accept Him.

He had no choice but to approach humans. Perhaps it was because the two races had similar appearances.

"Ge Liusha!" The Supreme Father shouted out the other party's name. "Get out!" he said. His eldest son Ain, behind him, grabbed the god named Ge Liusha without hesitation and pushed him cleanly outside. So Ge Liusha was pushed and stumbled towards another group of gods. It was the frost tribe.

Ain looked at his hands in disgust. It was obvious that the actions just now made him feel displeased with dirt.

A trace of dissatisfaction appeared on Hull's harsh face. Ge Liusha was pushed over and almost hit Him. His hand was held on the sword and almost pulled it out. But at the last moment, he let go of his hand holding the sword, avoided the other party, and stretched out his feet and hooked it slightly. This god, who was like a beggar, fell directly on the ground and ate his shit.

The gods at the meeting laughed together and expressed their contempt and ridicule without hesitation.

Those strong, excellent, and full of glory are gods, and these figures who are ragged, foul-skinned, thin, and ugly, weak, are also gods. This identity is unquestionable. The Supreme Court will only allow gods to enter.

His name is Ge Liusha, and he is the main god of the Sand tribe. He once dominated one side and was dazzling. He once stood gloriously in the Supreme Court like other gods at this moment, with a glorious presence covered with divine light and his own independent position.

But now he is just an abandoned child who hates gods and ghosts, and is laughed at by everyone, and is not accepted by any group.

Because during the last great disaster of heaven and earth, He refused to join the war because of his cowardice.

But the great catastrophe of heaven and earth will not be stopped because of His rejection. Without the help of the mortal gods, the Sand tribe was defeated in the war without any suspense and was eventually destroyed. The Snake drove through the fog and eventually turned into ashes of soil, and the Sand tribe was ruthlessly eliminated. All other Sand tribe gods who participated in the war fell in the war.

Even though He who did not join the war, he could still be fortunate to exist in the divine realm, he became a rootless tree and a sourceless water. His power and nature, his divine nature, gradually disappeared and corrupted over time, and finally fell to this point.

Even though He regrets and is helpless now, he is powerless. The Sand tribe has already perished, and even if there are, there are only a few insignificant survivors left. What else can He do?

He still has the last trace of divine nature, but that is only a matter of time. If he cannot find a backer and revive the Sand tribe, then everything will be irreversible. Now, the only possibility is to join others and revive the Sand tribe under the protection of other races.

But no god will forget His cowardice. No one needs a coward to stand behind him.

In the end, he could only barely get up and stand in a corner where no one cared about it. All the gods around him took the initiative to get farther away from him. Everyone knows that he is not far from his complete extinction. No one wants to get involved in the bad luck of the loser and coward.

It was clear that the Supreme Court was empty and there was nothing else, but at this moment, there was a bell echoing in the sky above my head, as if it was an echo from the underworld, one sound was even more painful than the other.

The gods no longer cared about anything else, they all listened to the bell with their breath and looked around carefully.

On the high wall of the Supreme Court, there is a relief pattern that emits a golden light. It slowly sublimates from the wall and turns into a huge balance, suspended above the heads of the gods.

All the gods were waiting quietly. Some gods were a little nervous, while others were extremely relaxed. Hilo, the main god of the elf, and even had the time to chat secretly with the gods behind them at this time.

The elves had experienced the great disaster of heaven and earth last time. According to convention, the elves would not be allowed to participate in the war this time.

There is a golden light that comes from here, like a lamppost, and it covers the Supreme Father.

The Supreme Father bowed and saluted to the scales ahead. "Humanity is ready for any challenge," He said.

Another light fell, falling on the werewolf god Mokaidi. Although he was called a werewolf, he was actually very different from a wolf. He shook his fur, raised his claws, and let out a howl to the sky that represents the challenge.

The third ray of light fell on the heads of the Dragon Man gods. This is a race that is very similar to the Lizard Man. It has the same appearance and is covered with scales. The biggest difference is that they have a pair of dragon wings on their backs and some horns on their heads. The leader swayed the head that looked like a reptile. He looked arrogant and smiled, and seemed to not care about this choice.

The fourth light fell on the heads of the immortal gods beside them. The leading god wore a mercury crown and a robe with rune marks of death and destruction. At first glance, he looked like a god of death, but when he looked carefully, he realized that He did not represent "death", but he represented "immortality".

Unlike other gods who were in groups, there were only a few figures behind him. The king wearing a mercury crown accepted his destiny silently.

No new light appears, and the four lights are already at their limit. This also means that the new catastrophe of heaven and earth has selected participants. They will be the protagonists of the next stage. Among the four races, at least one of them will be sacrificed to heaven and earth.

A huge hammer appeared on the scale. The hammer fell from the air, smashing the shadow of the scale into countless lights and disappearing above the heads of the gods.

Shilo, the elves' Lord God, has now come to the Supreme Father. He smiled and took the initiative to invite him.

"The elves are willing to help humans," He said.

"Thank you for the assistance of the elves." The Supreme Father did not refuse. When he looked up, no one paid attention to the undead creatures and werewolf, and the dragon gods were surrounded by several other races of gods. They were bargaining.

Apart from the elves... isn't anyone optimistic about humans? But the Supreme Father can at least find that werewolf and undead creatures are not at all concerned about. Especially the latter, the nature of the undead creatures is different from any other race, so they are discriminated against by everyone.

However, there is still a little fear in this kind of discrimination, which is no better than Ge Liusha just now. Everyone dares not approach it.

Of course, the assistance of the elves is never free... nor can it be free. This kind of scene has been staged countless times and will continue to happen in the future.

"They think the Dragon Talent might be the final winner."

The gate of the Supreme Court was opened again, and the gods who planned to watch the catastrophe coldly began to leave the palace. They were not at their own risk, and this was not a good time to express their opinions. They might be like merchants, and they would have the opportunity to buy low and sell high in the future, or like hyenas, join the feast of sharing the bodies of losers.
Chapter completed!