Xu Fu
This kind of confiscation, when applied to an individual, was called disarmament. On a larger scale, it could be called military sanctions.
Tang Luo decided to impose military sanctions on the Holy Alliance and the Great Qin Empire, including but not limited to confiscating weapons and reasoning with them until they understood that fighting was bad.
At present, the gods from the Holy Alliance had undergone "partial disarmament."
Hades had been completely disarmed and had also learned the truth of "losing a fight means hospitalization."
Thor had been incompletely disarmed and understood what "losing a fight means hospitalization" meant.
Baldur had checked into the "underground hospital" and did not dare move.
Ares had silently offered up his weapons and equipment, even placing Thor's staff beside them.
He was extremely cooperative with Tang Luo's disarmament operation.
After all, his head had been hurting the entire time—more painfully than Baldur's.
Baldur possessed an immortal body. Getting injured was routine for him, and he had a high tolerance for pain.
Casually tossing Hades beside Thor, who was "already dead," Tang Luo turned to look at Meng Tian.
Meng Tian wore a solemn expression. "Do I have to as well?"
"Yes." Tang Luo nodded.
"No, we're on the same side!" Meng Tian said. "Aren't we fellow countrymen? Shouldn't fellow countrymen help each other when they're away from home?"
"Yes, which is why you're not hurt. I'm reasoning with you." Tang Luo smiled, then his expression turned stern. "Behave yourself. Stop fooling around."
"A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him," Meng Tian muttered. He tossed his bronze sword and long ge toward the mountaintop, where they landed precisely in front of Bajie, then raised a hand.
All the Terracotta Soldiers clasped their heads and squatted down, looking exceptionally practiced