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Chapter 1138
chapter 0475 part 1
**Chapter 463: Pervert**
With a casual flick of his hand, he conjured a golden Talisman, sealing these restless Sky Demons within the Great Formation.
"No rush! No rush! Wait a little longer!"
Tang Song took the white Cloth handed to him by Hela from behind, wiping the bloodstains from his hands, and shook his head.
Within this Formation Space, seventy-two White Bone Banners fluttered, Black Mist permeated the air, and the wails of ghosts echoed like a tide.
The ghostly green figures of the Pseudo Heavenly Demons, refined from Hell Devils, flickered in and out of existence within the Formation Space. Above Tang Song's head, a golden Rope extended from the Formation Space into The Void.
However, this golden Rope currently resembled a fishing line that had been cast out to its limit, as if the spool were completely empty.
"Boss! The World Security Council is on the phone!" Kane walked up to Tang Song, holding a palm-sized high-tech Communication Device.
Tang Song wiped his hands clean, then signaled Kane to connect to the communication channel of the World Security Council's member states on Earth.
"Gentlemen, your plan has begun?" Tang Song looked at the Holographic Projections of several representatives appearing before him and spoke.
The representatives of the World Security Council noticed the thick Black Mist behind Tang Song. They exchanged glances, and finally, one representative cautiously stated their purpose:
"His Divinity, our Decapitation Squad has begun its operation. We hope you can hold back the enemies here on Titan as agreed!"
Tang Song shook his head noncommittally. He said indifferently, "A risky move, the Decapitation Plan! Once the Mad Titan Thanos dies, the entire Alien Coalition Forces will immediately fall into disarray! It's not a bad idea, but if your Decapitation Plan fails, Earth won't be able to withstand Thanos's rage!"
Glancing at the uneasy representatives of the World Security Council, Tang Song smiled slightly, "Don't worry, everyone. I don't easily break my promises! However, are you interested in making another deal with me?..."
Tang Song's subsequent words made the expressions of the World Security Council representatives incredibly varied, from initial unease to suspicion, and even one representative wore a dumbfounded expression.
Making billions of Earthlings pray and curse those Alien invaders – how was this different from the ancient straw doll cursing? Could these Arts of Gods and Ghosts, whose authenticity was unknown, truly harm the millions of Alien Fleets?
If these ghostly and divine things were truly effective, wouldn't Earth still be ruled by those Deities and Religions?
The eyes of Representative Xu from a certain country fell upon Tang Song's half-smiling expression, like a Buddha in a temple, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. Only then did he remember that the person before him was not some witch or charlatan, but a true God.
Then perhaps this Witchcraft and Gu Arts were real!
At this moment, the other World Security Council representatives also reacted. This seemingly absurd action by the God before them might not be baseless.
"His Divinity! What do we need to pay?" a World Security Council representative cautiously inquired.
"Don't worry! I will tell you the Conditions slowly!"
Tang Song raised his head and looked towards the Horizon. At this moment, the Alien Dreadnoughts densely packed outside Titan numbered over a million.
"To celebrate the victory of your Decapitation Plan in advance, I'll set off some fireworks for you!"
Before the World Security Council representatives could speak, Hela, standing behind Tang Song, took a step forward, and a Demonic Wolf the size of a hill appeared beneath her feet.
Hela stood on the back of the Demonic Wolf. The Demonic Wolf lifted its four hooves, stepping on a Blood Cloud, and transformed into a bolt of lightning flying towards the Sky.
The speed of the Blood Cloud increased rapidly, accelerating to three thousand kilometers per second in mere moments, and its speed was still increasing.
On an Observation Vessel suspended tens of thousands of meters outside Titan, Corvus Glaive stood before a Porthole, coldly watching the tens of thousands of Armed Robots come to a standstill. He finally grew a little impatient.
"These Earthlings, like mice in a gutter, are always impossible to kill completely!" Corvus Glaive said, touching the wound on his shoulder. He'd been injured there by an Earthling wielding two lightsabers during a sneak attack when he led a team to raid the Earthlings' command post.
Damn it, if it weren't for those Earthlings who possessed Supernatural Power ganging up on him, plus the sudden appearance of those Undead interfering with him, he would have definitely cut off those Earthlings' heads and kept them as collection items.
Corvus Glaive, who had lost face in front of his wife, was furious.
"These Undead Creatures are truly strange. I really can't understand why these dead things possess the ability to move. The resurrection of the dead is undoubtedly a terrifying War Machine."
Proxima Midnight held a high-molecular medical device similar to a flashlight, treating the wounds on Corvus Glaive's body.
When the device shone a soft yellow glow on Corvus Glaive's wounds, his wounds began to close and grow granulation tissue at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Corvus Glaive felt the itching at the wound and shook his head, "For us, these dead things pose no threat! But even I have to admit that these mouse-like Earthlings have some skill!"
"Not only that, the danger of Earth has also exceeded our expectations," Proxima Midnight sighed. "Black Dwarf and Supergiant both died on Earth! Who would have thought that a completely normal Habitable Planet could nurture so many powerful existences!"
"Our master seems to have provoked a big trouble?" Ebony Maw, the Black Tongue Advisor, walked up to the two of them, his hands clasped behind his back, looking down at the Planet beneath his feet with a playful gaze.
"Our mission failed, we didn't find a gemstone, and instead lost Supergiant and Black Dwarf. Proxima, how do you think our master will deal with us?"
Proxima Midnight frowned, "Didn't the great Thanos already forgive us?"
**Chapter 463: Pervert**
With a casual flick of his hand, he conjured a golden Talisman, sealing these restless Sky Demons within the Great Formation.
"No rush! No rush! Wait a little longer!"
Tang Song took the white Cloth handed to him by Hela from behind, wiping the bloodstains from his hands, and shook his head.
Within this Formation Space, seventy-two White Bone Banners fluttered, Black Mist permeated the air, and the wails of ghosts echoed like a tide.
The ghostly green figures of the Pseudo Heavenly Demons, refined from Hell Devils, flickered in and out of existence within the Formation Space. Above Tang Song's head, a golden Rope extended from the Formation Space into The Void.
However, this golden Rope currently resembled a fishing line that had been cast out to its limit, as if the spool were completely empty.
"Boss! The World Security Council is on the phone!" Kane walked up to Tang Song, holding a palm-sized high-tech Communication Device.
Tang Song wiped his hands clean, then signaled Kane to connect to the communication channel of the World Security Council's member states on Earth.
"Gentlemen, your plan has begun?" Tang Song looked at the Holographic Projections of several representatives appearing before him and spoke.
The representatives of the World Security Council noticed the thick Black Mist behind Tang Song. They exchanged glances, and finally, one representative cautiously stated their purpose:
"His Divinity, our Decapitation Squad has begun its operation. We hope you can hold back the enemies here on Titan as agreed!"
Tang Song shook his head noncommittally. He said indifferently, "A risky move, the Decapitation Plan! Once the Mad Titan Thanos dies, the entire Alien Coalition Forces will immediately fall into disarray! It's not a bad idea, but if your Decapitation Plan fails, Earth won't be able to withstand Thanos's rage!"
Glancing at the uneasy representatives of the World Security Council, Tang Song smiled slightly, "Don't worry, everyone. I don't easily break my promises! However, are you interested in making another deal with me?..."
Tang Song's subsequent words made the expressions of the World Security Council representatives incredibly varied, from initial unease to suspicion, and even one representative wore a dumbfounded expression.
Making billions of Earthlings pray and curse those Alien invaders – how was this different from the ancient straw doll cursing? Could these Arts of Gods and Ghosts, whose authenticity was unknown, truly harm the millions of Alien Fleets?
If these ghostly and divine things were truly effective, wouldn't Earth still be ruled by those Deities and Religions?
The eyes of Representative Xu from a certain country fell upon Tang Song's half-smiling expression, like a Buddha in a temple, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. Only then did he remember that the person before him was not some witch or charlatan, but a true God.
Then perhaps this Witchcraft and Gu Arts were real!
At this moment, the other World Security Council representatives also reacted. This seemingly absurd action by the God before them might not be baseless.
"His Divinity! What do we need to pay?" a World Security Council representative cautiously inquired.
"Don't worry! I will tell you the Conditions slowly!"
Tang Song raised his head and looked towards the Horizon. At this moment, the Alien Dreadnoughts densely packed outside Titan numbered over a million.
"To celebrate the victory of your Decapitation Plan in advance, I'll set off some fireworks for you!"
Before the World Security Council representatives could speak, Hela, standing behind Tang Song, took a step forward, and a Demonic Wolf the size of a hill appeared beneath her feet.
Hela stood on the back of the Demonic Wolf. The Demonic Wolf lifted its four hooves, stepping on a Blood Cloud, and transformed into a bolt of lightning flying towards the Sky.
The speed of the Blood Cloud increased rapidly, accelerating to three thousand kilometers per second in mere moments, and its speed was still increasing.
On an Observation Vessel suspended tens of thousands of meters outside Titan, Corvus Glaive stood before a Porthole, coldly watching the tens of thousands of Armed Robots come to a standstill. He finally grew a little impatient.
"These Earthlings, like mice in a gutter, are always impossible to kill completely!" Corvus Glaive said, touching the wound on his shoulder. He'd been injured there by an Earthling wielding two lightsabers during a sneak attack when he led a team to raid the Earthlings' command post.
Damn it, if it weren't for those Earthlings who possessed Supernatural Power ganging up on him, plus the sudden appearance of those Undead interfering with him, he would have definitely cut off those Earthlings' heads and kept them as collection items.
Corvus Glaive, who had lost face in front of his wife, was furious.
"These Undead Creatures are truly strange. I really can't understand why these dead things possess the ability to move. The resurrection of the dead is undoubtedly a terrifying War Machine."
Proxima Midnight held a high-molecular medical device similar to a flashlight, treating the wounds on Corvus Glaive's body.
When the device shone a soft yellow glow on Corvus Glaive's wounds, his wounds began to close and grow granulation tissue at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Corvus Glaive felt the itching at the wound and shook his head, "For us, these dead things pose no threat! But even I have to admit that these mouse-like Earthlings have some skill!"
"Not only that, the danger of Earth has also exceeded our expectations," Proxima Midnight sighed. "Black Dwarf and Supergiant both died on Earth! Who would have thought that a completely normal Habitable Planet could nurture so many powerful existences!"
"Our master seems to have provoked a big trouble?" Ebony Maw, the Black Tongue Advisor, walked up to the two of them, his hands clasped behind his back, looking down at the Planet beneath his feet with a playful gaze.
"Our mission failed, we didn't find a gemstone, and instead lost Supergiant and Black Dwarf. Proxima, how do you think our master will deal with us?"
Proxima Midnight frowned, "Didn't the great Thanos already forgive us?"
