“Busted?”
Cologne pinched her brow.
Falling into Al’s hands, Cologne felt the chances of rescuing Marco were slim, and Marco was no Qin Hai, whom the King of the Gods would have strictly forbidden to kill.
“This guy, he’s a real pain in the ass!” Cologne cursed in a low voice.
It was just a curse.
He knew that Marco’s visit to Al’s place to investigate was already a crisis, and even if he went himself, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to avoid the risk of being arrested.
“Save him, find a way to save him.”
Cologne was walking back and forth in this great hall, and his mind was spinning, trying to find a way to save Marco as soon as possible.
“You can wait until Al and Os are fighting and take advantage of the chaos to save him.” Old Mad took out a pistol from his body as he said, “I built this for you, the bullets in it might not kill the Holy Lord Gods, but it will definitely make it bad for them.”
Cologne took the pistol, “So, I’m your weapon experimenter?”
“Good.”
Old Mad grinned, “You’re the best man for the job.”
Cologne rolled her eyes, but put away her pistol.
Although Old Maniac was a bit mentally unbalanced, the power of the weapon he had researched was still quite good.
“But Al and Os don’t seem to be planning a showdown anytime soon, and it’s going to take you to push the envelope.” Old Mad said, “You have to understand that Al is not in much of a good mood these days, and if Marco is not cooperating, the chances of death are very high. ”
“The White Jedi handed this to you?” Cologne asked with a sneer.
Old Mad said, “You don’t have to ask much.”
After saying that.
The b*****d left.
But before leaving, he took out a box and placed it at his feet.
When the guy left, Cologne opened the box and found inside a very powerful bomb. Cologne raised an eyebrow at the sight, before looking outside, just as the huge idol of the King of the Gods was reflected in his eyes, in the middle of that divine court.
“And that’s crazy.”
Cologne snorted.
Blowing up the idol of the King of the Gods and then pushing it all on Os? That was quite an opening enough to completely overwhelm the entire Divine Court in war.
“So be it, White Jedi, I hope you don’t let me down.”
Cologne gave a cold laugh.
He decided to go crazy.
And madness had consequences.
Instead, it came a few days later, late one night.
A great noise shocked the whole of the divine court, and in the middle of it, startled the gods, who were already in a state of tense readiness for battle, and one by one they tried to look in the direction from which the explosion had come, only to discover, to their horror, that the investigation of the great King of the Gods, in the middle of the divine court, had collapsed.
Pieces of rubble continued to fall.
The huge statue.
It was in the dull and confused eyes of these gods that it was reduced to a shattered stone.
“How is this possible!”
“This can’t be! It can’t be!”
“King of the gods! Great King of the Gods, do you want to abandon your people?”
Countless gods, both Al and Os, rushed forward, standing in agony in the middle of the huge square, watching the statue of the gods cease to exist, some even falling to the ground and crying out in pain.
The statue of the King of the Gods, gone like that?
A statue that had existed for countless years and had been revered by the gods for countless years, gone?
The six Holy Lord Gods were also gathered around the ruins, their eyes also carrying shock and a hint of bewilderment.
But deep in Os’s eyes, there were a few moments of ecstasy.
His statue was gone!
Did that mean that he was about to reign over the whole divine court?
But ecstasy must never be shown, and this thought only appeared in his mind for a moment before he instantly suppressed it.
Al’s eyes, however, were filled with sorrow.
He fell to his knees with a thud and stared at the ruins in a daze.
As soon as he knelt, all the gods, including Os, fell to their knees like a mountain of worship, and none of them dared to stand.
It was not known how long it took.
Al raised his head and stared deadly at Os, the killing intent in his eyes already irresistible.
Os’s heart flinched.
Somehow, the smile of the White Jedi came to mind.
“Find out, find out who did it.” Al gritted his teeth, suppressing his endless anger, and said.
The few Senior Lord Gods behind him quickly retreated and only took a short time to disappear, and upon seeing this, Os also instructed his men to quickly go investigate what was going on, and at the same time, after pretending to kneel here for a while, he quickly left the place and returned to his divine temple.
Only in the temple.
He saw Bai Jue, who was half reclining in a chair and relaxing.
With grim eyes, Os walked forward and stared deadly at Bai Jie: “Did you do this?”
“What?”
Bai Jie asked, confused.
Oz said in a cold voice, “Don’t play dumb for me! White Jedi! You have offended my bottom line!”
Said the man.
He put one hand around Bai Jie’s neck and lifted him straight up, Bai Jie did not struggle, the tremendous pressure at his neck made his breathing difficult and his face was suffocating red in no time, he said, “Dear Os, perhaps you can tell me what is going on.”
“You really don’t know?”
Os asked grimly.
Bai Jie said, “I really don’t know.”
Os said, “You really didn’t do it when the statue of the King of the Gods was blown up?”
But Bai Jie laughed cheekily, “You should say that it was Al’s people who did it.”
“Hmm?”
Oz raised an eyebrow.
The White Jedi said, “It had to be Al’s people, paving the way for his dictatorial dictatorship, don’t you think? Dear Os?”
Os looked deeply at the White Jedi, then said coldly, “Proof, I need proof!”
“Of course.” Bai Jie laughed, “First thing in the morning, I promise you will see the proof.”
Oz grunted coldly, left Bai Jie on the ground and left, apparently looking for Shan Ka and Ahlez to discuss their next measures.
And in the meantime.
Al’s side.
He also volunteered to investigate the mastermind behind the blowing up of the statue of the King of Gods, and he said bluntly that Os might be the real mastermind, Al understood what was in his mind, and then just waved his hand and said nothing, leaving Wu Hai to his own devices, while he also contacted the two Holy Gods on his side and began to prepare for the massive war that was about to break out.
And at that moment.
Cologne, the real initiator, returned to the Heavenly Glory Divine Hall in a state of shock.
He had thought of many things that would happen during the period, but he had not expected things to go so well.
Perhaps it was also because there had been so much tension within the Divine Court recently that he had allowed himself to be exploited.
As for the King of the Gods?
Apparently he doesn’t care about the statues erected by his most devout people.
