MTL - This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come-Chapter 6 300 years of darkness

Immediately afterwards, with the aura of going forward without life, Caesar became even more mad with the toothpick, and stabbed Yang Shou fiercely.

"It's really like I've lost my temper, don't you?"

Yang Shou couldn't take pictures, so he was beaten passively, and he couldn't get angry. Does this Caesar really think that he, the creator, has no temper? Without further ado, Yang Shou turned around and left the basement, and came back with a bottle of toilet water...

Seeing the gods fleeing extremely fast, Caesar suddenly felt a little confused. He could feel that he seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact, he didn't even break the defense.

"The gate to the gods has appeared! What tricks does this **** want to play? Lead me into the gods, so that I can be surrounded by the gods?"

Caesar jumped to the top of the 100-meter-high mountain and looked up at the sun. Just now, the gods were walking from the direction of the sun, because the light bulb was installed at the door of the basement...

And the iron gate is the gate of the gods that Caesar saw just now...

It didn't take long for the gate to the realm of the gods to open again, and Caesar jumped up at the first instant, attacking Yang Shou first.

"Liu Shen brand toilet water, I still don't believe it can't cure you!"

Yang Shou unscrewed the cap of the bottle and sprayed it all over his body. He felt that Caesar's vitality was too tenacious and maybe not enough, so he sprayed it again.

"what-"

"What kind of aura is this? Divine power is surging, and it contains highly poisonous! This must be a legendary magic!"

Caesar threw himself on Yang Shou's clothes and was about to poke when he was hit, dizzy, staggered, and almost fell.

"No! No matter how strong the magic technique is, it can't stop me. Today, I will create peace for the human race, and kill the gods for all ages! I will die without regrets, and I will die without regrets!"

Caesar roared, madly stimulating the potential of life, and then... he overcame the mosquito-killing and insect-killing effect of toilet water.

Yang Shou could feel that Caesar was about to be poisoned, but he didn't expect that with willpower, his life would be sublimated again, and he was about to catch up with Xiaoqiang.

Later, Yang Shou fell into the awkward situation of being passively stabbed again...

"Fortunately, I was already prepared!"

Yang Shou had long anticipated this situation. After all, he was the great emperor who opened up an era, so he could not be too cautious, so he took out another electric mosquito swatter...

"I still don't believe that I won't be able to shoot you!"

Pressing the switch, Yang Shou waved the electric mosquito swatter in the shape of a tennis racket frantically, and for a while it was inseparable from the battle with Caesar.

At this moment, everyone in the world is paying attention to this battle between humans and gods. The strongest man of the human race, the first emperor challenged the gods and tried to hunt and kill them. No matter what the result is, it will affect the fate of the human race. great influence.

If Emperor Caesar wins, then it's better to say, if he loses, then everything will rest for the human race.

It can be said that at this moment, Emperor Caesar pinned all the hopes of the human race. Even if they were tied to the road of no return, they had no choice. It was impossible for them to pin their hopes on the mercy of the gods, right?

After Yang Shou took out the electric mosquito swatter, Caesar suddenly felt great pressure, the divine weapon, it was definitely a legendary divine weapon!

He could feel that there was a magical power on the net pattern all over the center of the artifact. If he was hit, he would definitely die!

So terrifying! But so what?

Caesar's heart was filled with boundless fighting intent, dodging and attacking again and again, shouting loudly, "Even if you have an artifact, I bear the fate of a race behind me. I can't lose, I won't lose, I don't dare to lose!"

"So, this is a blow that gathers all my strength, and I will win without a doubt!"

Self-confidence, arrogance, pride, bravery, conceit, indomitable, domineering, all kinds of emotions manifested in Emperor Caesar, he raised his head, was extremely proud, held a giant stick, and delivered the sharpest blow of his life towards Yang Shou !

"Thorn—"

After the blow, the electric mosquito swatter also took this opportunity to hit him, the electric current shuttled through him, and instantly gave him electric focus, lost his combat effectiveness, and fell to the ground.

"Suck-"

Yang Shou looked down at his knee, and a toothpick pierced sharply into his flesh. Although it didn't penetrate as deeply, it was clear that he was broken.

Was poked with a toothpick by an ant and bleeds...

In the past, Yang Shougan didn't dare to think about it, but now, he has seen how amazing the amazing emperor of the human race is.

What a terrifying life level gap between him and Caesar, he still hurt himself!

"The power of an individual may really make people move mountains and seas, and go retrograde and cut the sky!"

Yang Shou was filled with emotion, looking at the ant-like Caesar on the ground, spitting up blood, his mood was very complicated.

Caesar kept his eyes wide open, looking at Yang Shou, expecting that Yang Shou would not be able to hold on any longer, and fell to the ground the next moment. As a result, after waiting for a long time, he found that there was nothing unusual about Yang Shou.

His life-threatening blow was like a joke.

Despair, disbelief, shock, various expressions appeared on his face, but there was no fear.

"I... Before I die, can I ask you a few questions?"

Caesar struggled to stand up, propped up his giant weapon, held his head high, and stood unyieldingly.

As a defeated man, he was not qualified to ask, but he really wanted to know how big the gap was between him and the gods.

However, Yang Shou didn't know what he wanted to express. The species were different and the language was different, so they couldn't communicate.

Caesar waited for a long time, then laughed in a self-deprecating manner, looked up at Yang Shou, and suddenly burst out laughing louder and louder.

He pointed at the sky with one hand and God with the other. He looked like crazy, but he was very awake and shouted with all his strength: "My human race will never be a slave! Even if it is death, I will never be a slave!"

Many people in the royal palace shed tears for the dying emperor, and most of them have been favored by him. Now that they understand why he killed the human race before, their feelings are very complicated.

But at this moment, they all shouted out the words with the emperor in unison: "My human race will never be a slave!"

Send him off!

Bid off for the butcher!

Although their lives were small and their voices were not loud, when they gathered, they formed an indescribable aura, which made Yang Shou remember this indigenous language.

Later, after the language exchange, the first thing he did was to translate this sentence, and he understood the cause and effect, which shocked him.

"My human race will never be a slave!"

When Caesar listened to the human race shouting these words, the laughter became even more maddening. After a long time, there was no sound. Only then did everyone realize that his body was still standing upright, and even if he died, he did not bend half an inch.

Yang Shou looked at Caesar's death and felt sorry in his heart. Although he didn't know why Caesar was against him, he still had to punish the people of this world for killing a god.

"From now on, there will be a power outage for one day."

Yang Shou pulled out the toothpick, threw it on the ground, walked out of the basement, and turned off the lights in the basement.

Yes, this is punishment. In the previous basement world, there was no night at all, only the scorching sun, and there was no distinction between day and night.

But today, Yang Shou decided to power off them as punishment, otherwise every emperor born in the future would probably provoke him.

One day of power outage means three hundred years of darkness, and the world will usher in three hundred years of darkness.

The gods left, and they did not slaughter the human race as everyone imagined, but the world suddenly became dark. The fish and apes found that the sun, which they thought was immortal, suddenly disappeared.

"It's God, he destroyed the sun!"

"The emperor failed to kill the gods, the gods were angry, and destroyed the sun of our world, and we will fall into endless darkness without light!"

"It's okay, we can make a fire! As long as we get through it, the gods will one day forgive us and give us the sun!"

The human race began a difficult journey of survival, but no one complained that Caesar had angered the gods, but just called it a tyrant and a butcher in the history books.

Emperor Caesar is dead, but the human race, as the heirs of his will, is silently paying for his debts.

A group of flames lit up all over the world. They cut down trees, used firewood for lighting, cooked food, and reproduced with difficulty.

Sixty years of the human race, ten years after the Great Emperor's attack on the sky.

Deforestation of trees and burning lighting for ten years have led to a sharp decrease in trees in the whole world, especially without the sun, many trees have withered and died and cannot be regenerated.

The human race is facing a growing shortage of trees, and many people try to find alternatives to burning trees, but all fail.

In the 70 years of the human race, the trees in the world have been completely exhausted. Benem, the new leader of the human race, has discovered a new way. UU read www. uukanshu. com started lighting with oil made from animals, and stocking animals.

In the 80 years of the human race, due to the non-renewable trees, a large number of animals lacked food, the breeding plan failed, the lighting method of the human race animals cooking oil failed, the continuous shortage of animals and plants, and even caused human beings to face the crisis of lack of food.

In the 90 years of the human race, a large number of human starvation events began to occur, and even in some areas, humans began to change their children to eat.

In the palace of the battle of the gods, Benem frowned as he watched the memorials gathered on the table from all over the world.

"Father, did you expect the current situation back then? God didn't do anything to us, but he destroyed the sun. We have survived for forty years, and now it's time for the dead to go extinct."

Benem gave a wry smile, then asked himself and answered, "Of course you wouldn't expect it. If you did, with your pride, you would still challenge that god, even at the cost of the entire race!"

"However, you have a sentence that I agree with very much - my human race will never be a slave!"

Benem took a deep breath and wrote a plan on a memorial.

"The plan for human survival!"

In the 40 years of being caught in a dark crisis, countless people have been working hard to study the survival of the race. Finally, in 40 years, a feasible plan with 30% hope was placed on his desk.

"Even if it's 10%, it's enough for us to dedicate our entire clan's resources to do it!"

Benem made the above instructions on this plan for human survival. Since then, all events of the human race have begun to make way for this plan.

Ten years later, in the first hundred years of the Terran Era, in the palace dungeon, where Benem was originally imprisoned, people from all over the world continued to gather.