613: Chapter 662 Kuku, it's your turn to perform!

At the moment, the greatest crisis was the collective movement of over 40 demigods, who were currently rushing toward the foot of Ascension Peak.

To deal with Saints, An Ke could use the bug-like domain of the concept body combined with dreams.

But against demigods, this bug-like ability was of little use.

In fact, it was no longer that simple for An Ke to use the concept body and dreams to hunt Saints anymore.

Because although Mao Zhui, Horn Capital, and the others had died...

...they had also figured out the domain of his concept body and dreams.

It was basically impossible for An Ke to trap a Saint using that domain again.

Even though his live stream had disappeared, others were still there.

Therefore, once others saw it and finished their Analysis, they would definitely send bullet comments to inform their own contestants.

In the Civilization Game, everyone operated as a team based on their 'Domain City Government'.

The number of times they could send bullet comments was very, very high.

Situations like before, where contact was impossible, would basically not happen again.

Of course! No matter how many bullet comments they had, they couldn't compare to An Ke.

After all, he could directly receive feedback from Kuku in reality.

It was equivalent to him watching the live stream himself.

Right now, to handle the demigod problem, he had to leap forward and become a demigod himself.

As long as he became a demigod, An Ke could make demigods of his own sequence and below, as well as those of the same sequence, his subordinates.

He would make them serve him.

Inside Xiao's concept body.

An Ke looked at the silent Xiao and said:

"Xiao, you said it yourself just now, the demigods will be mobilized."

"I don't have that much time right now."

"I'll give you 10 more seconds. If you haven't given me an answer in 10 seconds, I'm leaving immediately."

An Ke didn't plan to wait any longer.

Otherwise, if this drag on, the demigods would arrive.

Under An Ke's gaze, Xiao remained silent and didn't say a word.

An Ke didn't ask what the other party's concerns were.

He had already made things so clear, yet the other party was still hesitating.

He stood up directly and walked away.

"Xiao, let me out."

As the sense of distortion in the surroundings vanished and returned to normal, An Ke returned to the real world.

And An Ke left without looking back.

"The negotiation failed?"

At the United Nations, a Noble Tik asked.

"Yeah," An Ke (Kuku) nodded.

"I gave him 10 seconds to answer me. Once the time was up and he hadn't answered, I just left."

"What on earth is that guy hesitating about?"

General Fama had an expression of "bad luck" on his face.

Diana chuckled softly: "Isn't this just human nature?"

"How could contestants possibly trust each other?"

"If you didn't know the full picture, would you be willing to exchange souls with someone else and help them become a demigod?"

General Fama fell silent.

Would he?

In all probability, he wouldn't.

"An Ke, then how do you plan to face the demigods now?" General Fama asked.

"Next, I plan to let Kuku perform while I strive to step into the demigod realm."

An Ke said indifferently.

He had already thought of a countermeasure.

General Fama felt a bit of anger in his heart.

If this were in reality, demigods wouldn't even enter his eyes.

With just a casual effort, he could teach them how to behave.

And tell them to be more careful in their next life.

But right now, he had to have a headache because of a group of demigods.

"If only I were inside the Earth Domain, I'd tear them all to pieces."

General Fama said through gritted teeth.

"Stop bragging. With that many demigods, any one of us would have to think twice if we encountered them."

Although the gap between a demigod and a God-level Civilization was huge...

...when there are enough of them, even a true god would have a headache.

Did he really think demigods were pushovers?

Dainike stopped paying attention to General Fama and looked at An Ke:

"An Ke, you'd better be quick."

"Otherwise, once the demigods react, you won't have a chance."

"Yeah!" An Ke (Kuku) nodded.

...

Inside the Civilization Game.

Xiao watched An Ke's departing back.

His expression was unreadable.

Was my choice right or wrong?

...

At the foot of Ascension Peak.

After killing Mao Zhui and Horn Capital, An Ke did not leave.

Inside the New World, he looked at Kuku and said:

"Kuku, next it's your turn to perform. Let the whole universe witness the terror of your Fungus Race."

"Yes, your esteemed father!" Kuku nodded.

Although he was a bit nervous, he still stepped forward.

"Leave it to me!"

"I will definitely not let you down."

Everyone was watching Kuku.

Waiting for his performance.

Only King Kong poked his head out with a "gu-gu-gu" sound.

"Master, why not let This Muscle Man do it?"

Staying in the New World without being able to go out and run wild made King Kong very uncomfortable.

This didn't fit his personality at all!

An Ke glanced at King Kong and said irritably, "If I let you do it, this time next year will be the anniversary of our deaths."

King Kong was quite defiant. "This Muscle Man has never had a single defeat until now."

"Is that so?" Old Crocodile stroked his chin. "Why do I remember you being beaten half to death by the Super Lord back then?"

"That was just an accident!!"

"This Muscle Man did that so Leopard Mom and Hua Hua could show off."

"..."

"C?!"

Outside, Ai Li, who was beside An Ke, was trembling all over.

He felt terrifying auras coming from all directions.

The auras carried divinity.

Without a doubt, demigods had been mobilized, and more than one.

When a Saint faced a demigod, the probability of escaping was very slim, let alone facing so many of them.

Ai Li had only one thought in his mind: leave this place quickly before the demigods arrived.

Glancing at the motionless An Ke beside him, he asked in surprise, "Don't you plan to leave?"

"Haven't you felt that dozens of demigods are coming here?"

"Can you get away?" An Ke asked back.

"As long as I'm not directly locked onto, leaving is certainly possible." Ai Li lifted his chin.

"After all, I am also a Saint."

"Oh?" A light flashed in An Ke's eyes as he smiled and said:

"Then I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise no one can save you."

"What about you?"

Ai Li frowned.

Although he was very arrogant, An Ke had truly saved his life.

Furthermore, Ai Li genuinely admired An Ke.

Because many of An Ke's methods had overturned his conventional understanding.

He wasn't a demigod, yet he had divinity on him, and it was even purer—could you believe it?

So Ai Li didn't want An Ke to die here.

"I'll wait for them here," An Ke smiled.

"You will die," Ai Li said, speechless.

"I admit you are very strong, strong to an outrageous degree."

"But you are facing over forty demigods now."

"No matter how strong you are, you'll end up a dead man."

"That's my business. If you don't want to leave either, then stay and keep me company." An Ke remained unmoved.

Ai Li's mouth twitched. "I'm not as crazy as you."

As he spoke, he immediately spat out spider silk from his mouth, and as an invisible thread drifted into the distance...

...his figure also gradually faded.

Ai Li was still looking at An Ke, waiting for him to change his mind.

However, the other party just stood there on the spot.

"You're really a lunatic!!"

Ai Li couldn't help but curse.

And just then, one after another, world-shaking auras descended...

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