Chapter 1361
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Chapter 1361 Hidden God
These gods before her were either remnants from the Egyptian Sun City or suspected spies from the Indian Temple of Gods… As long as the Daxia Gods weren’t fools, they would never take them in. No one would risk letting wolves into their home by accepting a group of foreign gods at such a critical moment.
Just as Si Xiaonan was about to speak and drive these gods away, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind as her gaze swept over each figure before her.
A major Indian deity, several minor gods from fallen divine nations… There should be more survivors from that war in Asgard than just these few. However, many of them were native Asgardian deities who had perished directly under Bragi’s final divine requiem, with even the primal frost giant Ymir, who was also a major deity, being no exception.
These “refugees” from various divine nations, though few in number, had enough power to be imprisoned in the abyss dungeon by the Norse gods. If they could be utilized, they would be valuable resources.
After pondering for a moment, Si Xiaonan slowly spoke:
“If you truly have nowhere to go… you can come with me.”
“What do you intend to do?”
“Since there is no divine nation in this world that will accept us, we shall create one ourselves,” Si Xiaonan said expressionlessly.
“Create our own divine nation?!”
Upon hearing this, all the gods, including Agni, were shocked.
“That’s impossible… how could we few people create a divine nation? Where would the resources come from? Where would the faith come from? And where would the divine essence come from?” Agni quickly recovered and shook his head repeatedly, rejecting Si Xiaonan’s idea.
“What does it matter if we’re few?” Si Xiaonan extended her hand, pointing to the depths of the hazy mist.
“Within this mist, besides Norse, Takamagahara, Sun City, and the Temple of Gods, there exist other mythological systems that are weak or gradually declining. We may not be able to challenge Olympus yet, but those small divine nations with only one or two major gods… can we not challenge them?”
Hearing this, Agni seemed to realize something and was moved. “You mean…”
“If we join forces to seize their divine essence, plunder their faith and resources, and absorb some of their deities… all our problems can be solved.”
Si Xiaonan’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an extremely strong sense of pressure. The gods present looked at each other, all seemingly tempted.
They had witnessed Si Xiaonan’s power in Asgard.
Such an immortal god of trickery had almost no match below the “Supreme” realm. As long as they wanted to, plundering other small divine nations wouldn’t be difficult!
“Sounds good.” After thinking for a moment, Agni’s eyes revealed a hint of excitement, with wisps of fire swirling around him, like a demon emerging from flames.
He gave a cold laugh, “I’m in.”
“I’m in too.”
“And me…”
Almost without hesitation, many of the minor gods joined Si Xiaonan’s plan. These minor gods weren’t good-natured to begin with, and the idea of joining forces to plunder other divine nations immediately excited them.
“Since we’re forming a force to plunder other small divine nations, shouldn’t we have a name?” Agni turned to look at Si Xiaonan, and the other minor gods also looked her way.
Imperceptibly, they had already regarded Si Xiaonan as their leader. After all, in a place like the mist, strength was the only thing that mattered… It was no exaggeration to say that even if they all joined forces now, they would be no match for Si Xiaonan.
Si Xiaonan gazed at the endless hazy mist before her, with the outline of Daxia’s border faintly visible in the distance.
After contemplating for a long time, she slowly spoke:
“Then… let’s call ourselves the ‘Hidden Gods’.”
…
Several days later.
Beijing City, [Nightfall] team’s temporary residence.
Cao Yuan, Baili Pangpang, and Jiang Er gathered around the table, nervously swallowing.
On either side of the table, An Qingyu and Lin Qiye each held a hand of playing cards, their brows slightly furrowed, the atmosphere incredibly tense.
“Three 6s with a 3.”
“Three Aces with an 8.”
“Rocket!”
“…I pass.”
“Pangpang, what about you?”
“I… I pass too.” Baili Pangpang said with a bitter face, somewhat regretfully putting his cards back together. “Why don’t you two duel? I feel like I’m just here to be bullied!”
“How do you duel in a game of Landlord?” Cao Yuan gave him a side-eye.
“You two are both monsters, how am I supposed to play!”
“Don’t worry, didn’t we agree that Qingyu wouldn’t use his eyes to see through cards, and I wouldn’t use mental power to sense them?” Lin Qiye calmly said. “I pass too. Qingyu, your turn.”
An Qingyu nodded and calmly drew a few cards from his hand and threw them out.
“Who do you think will win, Qingyu or Seven?” Jiang Er curiously asked Cao Yuan.
“…Hard to say, but I feel Qingyu has a higher chance of winning.” Cao Yuan pondered. “Although Seven is very smart, Qingyu is even more of a genius… I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s already calculated all the cards in Seven and Pangpang’s hands.”
“I only have two cards left,” Lin Qiye waved the cards in his hand.
“That pair of Kings probably won’t help you win,” An Qingyu said with a confident smile. “There are only so many cards in total. No matter how they’re shuffled, by calculating, one can always find logic in the seemingly chaotic play.
Seven, I’ve already figured out your hand…
You can’t beat me.”
“Is that so?”
A smile curled at the corner of Lin Qiye’s mouth as he gave An Qingyu a meaningful look. “Your calculations are indeed impressive, but not everything in this world runs according to your calculations… Sometimes, to turn the tide, all you need is a ‘miracle’.”
With a smile, Lin Qiye threw down the two cards in his hand, which landed lightly on the table.
“…Rocket,” Lin Qiye said calmly.
Everyone present was stunned. An Qingyu stared at the four jokers gathered together on the table, falling into deep confusion… they had only been using one deck of cards!
“Damn! Seven, you’re cheating!” Baili Pangpang was the first to realize.
“The rules only said no mental powers, they didn’t say anything about not using ‘miracles’, right?” Lin Qiye justified.
An Qingyu stared at the messy table of cards for a long time before a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and stood up from the table.
“By the way, hasn’t Commander Zuo given us any missions yet? How many days have we been here?” Cao Yuan asked, as if suddenly remembering something.
“Yeah, Seven, we’ve been playing here for so many days, it’s starting to feel a bit stuffy…”
“I contacted Commander Zuo just yesterday. He told us to wait a bit longer… though I don’t know what we’re waiting for.” Lin Qiye put away the cards and looked at the time. “Let’s end here for today. I’ll ask again tomorrow.”
Everyone dispersed from the living room, and Lin Qiye went straight back to his room, lying flat on the bed.
He slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the Gods’ Mental Hospital… It was time to extract the last ability Bragi had left when he was discharged.
