The country asked you to farm, you planted corn cannons

Chapter 327: I will burn people, you will protect the trees

Elise, who was wearing a white dress, jumped up happily, walked to the door in a few steps, and opened the door for Li Yang diligently.

Standing outside the door was Dongfang Changming, dressed in 녊 attire.

Seeing the mess in Li Yang's house, Dongfang Changming smiled subconsciously and gave a very positive evaluation:

"It's... lively."

Li Yang held his forehead, and then asked rather curiously:

"Director Dongfang, I don't think you would just run here casually."

"What happened?"

Dongfang Changming had a dark look on his face: "Although I don't want to be judged like this by you, but... unfortunately, you are right."

"So... something went wrong."

"The early warning system we deployed outside Blue Star is working."

Hearing this, Li Yang couldn't help but frowned.

Because of the incident with Prometheus, gods descended on Blue Star one after another without warning, and the matter of directly treating Blue Star as their own backyard finally attracted attention.

So at Li Yang's urging, Du Shengding put a device to detect the movements of gods on the agenda.

After consulting Demeter, Li Yang and Bai Zhi were asked to do several rounds of experiments together.

A system that can actively detect the movements of gods and provide timely feedback to Blue Star was created.

And this thing is now unresponsive, which can only explain one problem——

꺗놋The gods are eyeing Blue Star.

...

At this time, outside the Blue Star, there was still the moon where the previous gods particularly liked to stay.

A layer of fine sand shimmering with silver light quietly covers the ground, as if the dust of stars is scattered on this silent land.

The sky of the moon is covered in darkness, and the blue star shining like crystal can be seen in the distance.

The silver-white ground reflects the brilliance of the sun, shining a pale and elegant light in the boundless universe.

Two gods, a man and a woman, stood on the surface of the moon, exuding a strong and solemn aura.

The male is wearing a wide blue robe, dotted with dark blue corals and shells.

His hair was dark blue, undulating like ocean waves.

A pair of eyes are like a deep ocean, shining with mysterious light.

In his hand, he held a silver-white trident, and the cold light shone, making the coldness of the moon's surface a bit heavier.

As for the female, it was the goddess named Hestia that Prometheus had directly contacted before.

A flaming red dress was wrapped around her body, and the hem of the skirt fluttered in the wind, like a burning flame.

A head of long fiery red hair also floated gently, burning brightly, carrying an unknown amount of heat.

"Brother, this is it."

"I don't know why, Prometheus didn't come to pick us up."

"But there are indeed traces of the death of the Rainbow Goddess in this place."

Hestia said, raising her head slightly, flaring her nose a few times, and an expression of disgust immediately appeared on her face:

"Hmph, this smell is exactly the same as that smelly woman."

"Blocked by these debris, I can't even feel the coordinates left by Prometheus."

The blue god beside him slowly narrowed his eyes, looked at the dark blue planet in front of him, and frowned thoughtfully.

After thinking for a moment, 꺳 said slowly:

"I think maybe it's not because of the interference of the Rainbow Goddess."

"In this space, I really can't feel the coordinates left by Prometheus..."

"No, not just the coordinates."

"Today's 놖 can't even detect the traces of Prometheus' existence."

"Logically speaking, since he has been here and regards the indigenous creatures on the Blue Star as some kind of threat, there is no reason not to test them."

"As long as he has used his own power, there is no reason why he won't leave traces."

"Isn't that Titan playing tricks on us?"

Hestia stuck out her tongue:

"I don't know, but his expression didn't look like he was joking."

"Besides, he is one of the original gods after all, and has much more qualifications than us."

"He doesn't look like the kind of god who would make jokes casually."

"I think he left early because of something urgent?"

The blue god shook his head: "No, although there is no trace of the existence of Prometheus, we can indeed sense that the blue star is surrounded by the World Tree."

"Both of reason and emotion, that Titan shouldn't have left behind such a heavy thing and left early."

"Before they arrive, he should at least do his duty to keep a watch on the world tree and ensure the safety of the world tree."

"This is a serious job."

Hestia rolled her eyes: "Brother, do you know why other gods don't want to play with you?"

"We are gods, the strongest beings in this universe."

"Our existence should be to satisfy ourselves more, rather than to abide by some messy rules and regulations."

"Many gods do things for no reason. Why don't you try to change it?"

"Huh? Poseidon-꺶 people?"

Poseidon frowned: "Boring."

"To treat something as important as the World Tree with such contempt is something wrong."

"If Prometheus is missing, it's still a guess..."

"Perhaps the civilization on this planet has developed to a certain level and killed Prometheus by itself?"

Hestia couldn't help laughing:

"Hahaha, no, brother."

"Don't you listen to what you are saying? Just relying on the natives of this planet?"

"Look at their star, they haven't even made the most basic Dyson sphere transformation. They obviously don't have the ability to travel through the stars."

"How can a civilization that can't even leave its own planet kill the strongest domain god?"

Poseidon's face was still serious: "It's possible. According to what you said before, Prometheus has discovered that the native civilizations on this planet have their own gods."

"If some kind of abnormally strong individual appears, then it may not be impossible for humans to kill gods."

Hestia crossed her arms and looked at him with interest. Looking up at his brother:

"Brother, how old are you?"

Poseidon frowned and asked in confusion:

"More than 50,000 years old, what's wrong?"

Hestia spread her hands: "A 50,000-year-old god like you can't possibly get rid of Prometheus."

"How could a new god who was born only a few days ago on this blue planet kill him?"

"According to your suspicious statement, it is more likely that Prometheus sprained his foot and fell to his death when he went out."

Poseidon nodded without changing his expression: "Not impossible."

Hestia had a black line on her face, and finally waved her hand quickly: "Enough, enough, I've had enough of your poor sense of humor."

"Let's get going quickly, I'll burn people, and you go to protect the trees."