As the assembly center of the earth's gods, the Almighty City is very similar to Asgard, with both ancient, modern and futuristic styles.

The Almighty City refuses to enter mortals. Even Kamataj is only the Supreme Mage who is qualified to enter here. Other mages - even the secret masters like Modu and Casillas, are not qualified to enter the Almighty City.

However, Bai Jinglan has the Eye of Ago Motorcycle as the token, and is regarded as the spokesperson of the Supreme Master. When entering here, he will not be obstructed by any gods, saving him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"The city of God seems to be very deserted, and you can't see it alone..."

Bai Jinglan muttered in his heart, but he had no time to browse the sacred city. After entering the city, he walked all the way and headed straight to the library located in the center of the city.

This is a building full of sacred atmosphere, majestic and dazzlingly rendered on the top, making people feel insignificant.

That is the glory of knowledge!

Bai Jinglan walked through the shining crystal door, and saw an empty hall in front of him, full of Gothic layouts, with endless bookshelves side by side, and various books were filled with books.

The third fragment of the Goddess of the Night is stored in this maze of knowledge.

"A strange little guy."

A voice came from the empty sky.

Then, an old man with long hair and long beards and wearing a goose yellow robe quickly landed from the glory above.

The old man looked at him calmly: "If you want to borrow books from here, you need the consent of the gods."

Bai Jinglan looked at him: "Hull?"

The old man did not answer, but his arrogant expression had already shown his identity.

"If you do keep all the knowledge in the world, you should know the purpose of my coming here." Bai Jinglan said straight away, "Zeus once asked you to keep an energy-containing thing, and I want to take it away."

Like the dimensional lord, every god king of the god clan can be omniscient and omnipotent when he is in his territory. This administrator of the Supreme Library is not strong, and he is probably not even as good as Thor, but in this knowledge hall, he will also have omniscient ability, so Bai Jinglan doesn't talk nonsense at all.

"It is different from knowing everything and saying everything. I know that you have received Athena's guidance, and I also know that Nix will come to take the 'The Long Night of the Past', but..." Hull said with a faint expression, "I promised the God King Zeus, not Athena, so I cannot give you the 'The Long Night of the Past'. Also, I have hidden the 'The Long Night of the Past' and will never be found by Nix. Apart from that, you don't need to know anything else."

"You should know the consequences of Nix's return, right?" Bai Jinglan frowned slightly, "Nix threatened not only Olympus, but the entire reality. You can't protect the 'long night of the past'!"

Hull was unmoved: "The gods fought endlessly, and the parliament never interfered..."

Bai Jinglan's eyes flashed, and while talking nonsense to the librarian, he was looking for fragments of the divine nature.

He absorbed some of the divine fragments of Nix, and should be able to trace other divine fragments.

Bai Jinglan's eyes seemed to transform into the night, quickly passing through the rows of bookshelf, following a little light in the depths of his heart, pursuing the power of the same root and source, but unfortunately he had nothing to do.

This old guy said that the fragments have been hidden. If everything in a room is fully visible, then where should the things be hidden?

Then you can only... let it stay away!

Bai Jinglan turned his eyes back as if he was thinking about it, locked in the old man in front of him.

In an instant, his eyes went dark, as if they were melting into the night.

However, in the depths of endless darkness, a strange light, like dark stars, flashing in the dark night.

Saw it!

In Hull's body!

"I will keep the long night of the past', please leave as soon as possible!"

Hull maintained the majesty of God, but as a pseudo-omniscient, he knew very clearly that he could not defeat the person in front of him and could only expel him in the name of the gods.

Suddenly, the bookshelf behind him seemed like glass, suddenly climbing up a layer of fine cracks.

The next moment, a person who was somewhat similar to the "Mediterranean" rushed out of the shattered space.

At the same time, thick fog rolled, wrapping the library in.

"Doros!"

Bai Jinglan's heart moved, and he lightly stepped and rushed towards Hull in an instant.

However, when he rushed to Hull, Hull and Doros disappeared in a blink of an eye like soap bubbles.

It's Doros' mist again!

After being shrouded in this fog, all senses will fail.

Doros' strength will not exceed Apate, and his speed will not exceed Bai Jinglan, but Doros' fog makes him deviate from consciousness, so that he can watch Hull be robbed.

Bai Jinglan stood there, pondered for a moment, and closed his eyes.

His perceptions can be deceived, but the connection between the divine fragments he absorbed and the divine fragments in Hull's body cannot be obscured!

"Finally found!"

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...

In Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, there is a very famous building - the Independence Memorial Hall, also known as the Independence Hall. It is just a traditional two-story Georgian red brick building with white doors and windows, spires, and a large clock embedded between the main house and the tower, which looks simple and unpretentious.

However, it was in this simple building that Washington declared the "Declaration of Independence", and then drafted the US Constitution here, which later became the command center of the War of Independence. Therefore, although this is an ordinary building, it has extremely important memorial significance in American history.

Due to its special historical significance, the Independence Hall has become a famous attraction in Philadelphia. Almost every twenty minutes, a tour guide will lead tourists to visit.

However, today's Independence Hall is unprecedentedly lively.

After more than two centuries, George Washington once again stood on the rostrum.

The last time he stood here was to declare the "Declaration of Independence" to guide the US War of Independence. This time he stood here, to destroy the country he established with his own hands.

All the participants were presidents.

There are nearly forty dead presidents in the United States, and more than half of them gather here.

In addition, the current US president also attended the meeting.

Of course, this unlucky president did not come voluntarily, but was carried by a bunch of undead presidents.

A bunch of weird undead presidents, holding beer, wine, and cigars in their mouths, were like a group of party gangsters discussing whether to destroy the country.

The only living president was like a little mist, surrounded by a group of ghosts, dared not speak or move, for fear of being stabbed to death by the senior next to him.

"Silent! Silent!"

Washington knocked on the table hard and summed up the meeting, "Everyone agrees to destroy this country and start over, right?"

"Agree! Agree!"

"Of course!"

A group of undead presidents raised their wine glasses together and paid tribute to the founding father on the rostrum in a quarrel in parliament.

"The proposal is passed unanimously and be executed immediately!!"

A black light flowed out of Washington's eyes and announced loudly, "We will destroy this country, and then start over and build it into the country we like!"

Bang!!

The closed door was blown away and a gentle voice rang out.

"Sorry, gentlemen of the Presidents, your vote is too uncooked, we won't support it!"

Colson walked in from outside the door with a bunch of radish heads, looked at the current president who was sandwiched in the middle, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He received the news that the undead president had attacked Congress and immediately took the little carrots and the bosses to go to DC, but unfortunately he was still one step too late. The current president was kidnapped by the undead presidents, and now the White House is in a turmoil.

Fortunately, the unlucky president was just scared and seemed to have not been abused.

Well... he still had beer in his hand, so he probably wasn't hurt.

"It's you guys again!"

President Lincoln, who escaped from the hands of Black Widow and Hawkeye, flickered to Colson's side, raised his hand and shot, and a bullet went straight to his forehead.

puff!

The magic bullet fell into the "mud" and was blocked in front of Colson.

"Sorry, Mr. President."

Colson sighed helplessly, waved his hand gently, and protected his "moon spirit marrow liquid", which immediately turned into a machete, cutting Lincoln, who was close to him into two pieces.

Of course, this method cannot destroy the undead.

Colson waved behind him as expected: "Children, give your strength to the fullest!"
Chapter completed!