48 Hours a Day

A four-wheeled chariot sped through the night sky, and would eventually land on the tarmac in front of a villa.

This villa alone covers an area of over a thousand square meters, in addition to a courtyard filled with all kinds of expensive flowers, apron, swimming pool, underground garage all kinds of everything, not far from a private dock.

A woman in pajamas is upstairs in a private bar drinking red wine, the next moment to see their own house door was pushed open by a person, see the person for a moment her face filled with dismay and puzzlement.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Pluto, but it's just an emergency and we wanted to borrow your place for a while, mainly because we'd be hard pressed to find a place bigger and less intrusive than your place." The goddess of the night spoke up.

The woman named Puluto tightened the opening of her nightgown, of course she couldn't be happy about being barged in so unannounced, but what was done was done, she could only manage to squeeze a smile out of her face, especially when she saw the few people following behind the Goddess of the Night and nodded, "Sure, but I don't know what you want to do to borrow my little place? "

"Gather everyone."

"Gather everyone? What, are you guys going to have a party here?"

"No, here we are discussing how to survive and save the world." Anubis.

"Saving the world, uh, are you guys filming Avengers 5? Then I'd say you guys have a pretty good lineup."

"No, we're serious." Then in came the power god who spoke up.

"Oh," Pluto's faceplate showed a clear expression of disgust, "a new god, what, is he one of your captives?"

"No, he is our companion," Ares, the god of war, "We need to unite all the forces we can now."

"Do what?" Pluto was shocked, Ares had always been the main warring faction of the old gods, he had been arguing for the inevitability of this war long before it began, and as such, it was better to fight sooner rather than later, and he had been incredibly tough on the new gods, very much that believed the word companion would be associated with the guys he associated with the new gods. .

As a result, before the others could answer, they heard the long, low sound of a horn, four in all, two long and two short, and the sound of the horn was filled with the tension and depression of the approaching battle.

"Heimdall? He's here too?" Pluto was completely dumbfounded, "Still blowing that horn of his on my roof? Is he calling in the Norse gods."

"Not just the Norse gods, but Anubis and I will also notify the Greek and Egyptian gods separately after that." Ares looked serious.

"I've already started notifying the new gods when I was in the carriage." The god of power added as well.

"Is this your plan to call everyone, but what about the enemy? Wait," said Pluto here as if he had thought of something, "Didn't you guys go to deal with that human named Zhang Heng tonight? How did it turn out."

"He's dead." Anubis.

"So, that means our troubles are gone, right?" Pluto scanned the faces of the people present, but didn't see anyone looking relaxed, instead, everyone's expressions looked strained, which made Pluto nervous.

"We didn't kill him."

"Then who did? Other humans?"

"No. Lalaye's master had completed his divine descent, taking over that body completely, and his soul was crushed."

Pluto was stunned, and the glass in his hand slipped from his fingers and fell to the carpet.

"We need to gather the others immediately!" Ares repeated again, "While the guy has just recently gotten out of his trap, there's still a chance of defeating him if we all work together, he'll feed on fear, and the longer he delays, the stronger he'll become!"

"Gentlemen," said the goddess of the night in a tone of pathos, "the survival of the world rests on our backs."

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Just as Heimdall and others began to set out to gather the gods, a thousand kilometers away from the villa in the plastic mold processing plant, but there is a war meeting already in progress.

The meeting was small, probably less than twenty people, presided over by a secretary-like woman, pushed down her glasses, and looked talkative.

"I'll start by briefing everyone on the current situation, the people we sent out yesterday to join the chase team have now been wiped out, and I asked the other guilds that went with them, and they have lost contact with their people, the only news from the players' side now is from the commander of the Silver Wings at 00:49 pm, so you can listen to it for yourself. "

The secretary-like woman finished speaking and pressed the play button on a tape recorder beside her.

The recording was of a telephone conversation, and for some reason the other end was paused for two seconds, before using a husky voice, "Do not send reinforcements again, repeat, do not send reinforcements again! He's here!"

"Who's here?" The female voice on the other side of the phone asked.

However the person on the other end had stopped talking, and then there was the sound of a satellite phone dropping to the ground, and the sound of intense gunfire and shouting, as if the person making the call was caught up in a fight, but it wasn't long before there was another scream.

It was finally quiet inside the tent after that, but some gunfire and shouting could still be heard outside the tent.

Everyone in the conference room listened intently until the recording ended, and then one of them asked, "Where are our men, did we get any messages back from our men?"

Although the secretary-looking woman had already said that this was the only news coming back from the player's side, the people in the conference room still seemed to have enough confidence in their own side.

And then the secretary-looking man likewise nodded his head, "Of course. Our man sent back a sentence, no, half a sentence to be exact, and there's reason to believe he was in a terrible mental state when he sent it back, like, one of those stories, but our previous scientific training had produced an effect and he was able to endure the mental discomfort and send it to us.

"I've regrouped you guys - failed action, (lack of subject) leave Lalaye's cage.

"That sentence combined with that earlier satellite call, and the fact that the search team was wiped out and suffered a severe mental attack, I'm afraid that the worst has happened, and the monster has escaped the cluster and left that undersea prison."

Although the secretary-looking woman's face still didn't change much as she said this, her slightly trembling right index finger still betrayed her true feelings, and there was a similarly dead silence in the conference room.

The person who asked the question before opened his mouth to say something, but after opening his mouth, he did not say anything after all, just as the uneasy emotions began to spread in the conference room, but outside the door came a sound of footsteps again.