But he had seen Thanos from afar.

The feeling that life and death are in the hands of others has never been forgotten by him.

And the man in front of him felt more terrifying than Thanos.

"Hello, ugly aliens, but also the rookies of the earth."

Zoe looked down, waved his hand and greeted him.

The smile on his face is unprecedented.

But anyone can feel a deep malice from behind that smile.

At this moment, Zoe's words echoed in everyone's souls.

The whole battlefield fell silent for an instant, no one talked any more, no one fought again.

It seems that since this man appeared, their fate is no longer in their own hands.

Now the war has become meaningless!

Everyone watching below is listening quietly.

Zoe nodded in satisfaction, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and at the same time a nasty smile appeared on his face.

It seemed a bit too boring to destroy Cherita's army in this way.

It's better to have fun, just to try the ability of the soul gem.

"I want to play a game, I hope you all cooperate." Zoe said again.

But while Zoe was speaking, the space-time wormhole above his head did not stop transporting troops.

A biological battleship tens of meters long is rushing towards Zoe with its metalized teeth spread.

But Zoe didn't seem to feel the general, and didn't even turn his head back.

It's just that the gray light in his eyes flashed, and the next moment the giant turned into flying ash and slowly fell from the sky.

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It's just that the gray light in his eyes flashed, and the next moment the giant turned into flying ash and slowly fell from the sky.

There was no wailing, and he walked silently.

It's like it never existed.

Everyone who saw this scene suddenly swallowed and spit.

Zoe looked at the air in fear.

And Zoe seemed to have a slight dissatisfaction with the Cherita star who interrupted him.

Zoe looked up at the other end of the space-time wormhole, accompanied by the rapid rhythm of death in the depths of his soul.

The quaint crown suddenly appeared on top of Zoe's head.

"In the name of the **** of death, I declare that you are blasphemy and sentenced to death!"

"Um..., let's die half first." Suddenly Zoe changed his words temporarily as if thinking of something.

That casual gesture doesn't seem to be sentenced to death, but like buying vegetables at a vegetable market.

In the next moment, there was no energy fluctuation, and Zoe did not use any death power.

The Cherita Star Wars Fortress stationed at the other end of the time-space wormhole was so quietly turned into fly ash.

Hundreds of thousands of Cherita stars inside were exposed.

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Immediately afterwards, including the Cherita army, which was rushing towards the wormhole of time and space, half of the people were silently turned into dust.

Then the eyes of the rest of the people suddenly became hollow, and it was Zoe who controlled their minds.

In the next moment, the remaining Cheritas were driving the aircraft one after another, turning into a series of meteors, passing through the wormhole and descending to the ground.

Suddenly the entire battlefield was dusty.

Countless ordinary people, as if waking up from a big dream, screamed bitterly and began to flee in panic.

After seeing this scene, Zoe nodded again with satisfaction.

This time he did not use any skills, nor did he use even a trace of death power.

It was the first time that he used his theocracy as the **** of death.

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The theocracy of death is simple to understand.

That is to pronounce the life and death of everything, including the living and the inanimate.

Although Zoe is only a low-level god, it is easy to pronounce the verdict of Cherita's miscellaneous soldiers.

This is also the root cause of Hela's frantic pursuit of death theocracy.

This feeling that the life and death of everything in the world is in your own hands is really wonderful.

"Okay, now I'm going to announce the rules of the game." After seeing everyone present were honest, Zoe continued.

"The rules are very simple. You guys of alien ugly guys belong to the same camp, and the rookies on earth belong to the same camp."

"I will open up a battlefield, and you can send people to the battlefield for life and death duels."

"The number of people sent is up to your own arrangements, and you will win two games in three games."

"But everyone can only participate in one battle."

"Repeat participants, die!"

"Escape here, die!"

"Each game, depending on the camp of the last person to come out alive, to judge the victory or defeat."

"Now I can give you three questions from each camp. Please cherish it."

A nasty smile flashed from the corner of Zoe's mouth, and his eyes were full of expectations.