Mother Tian felt that she was locked by the murderous intent, as if she could not stop the sword light that destroyed everything no matter where she escaped. Just as she was thinking about how to fight to the death, a calm water that seemed to resound directly in the spirit body.

The sound broke into their minds at the same time, and layers of black mist filled the void, hanging in the sky like a winding black river flowing.

In the sky of the distant and violent sea, above the winding river in the air, a hazy figure stood there, with pale flames burning in his eyes.

Salinger looked at Mother of Heaven with cold eyes, and then swept over the God of War in the distance. The former thought it was not good, and he was the weakest in the adjacent paths. If the three of them really gathered together, he would be nothing more than

Just a piece of fat meat that was fought over by two predators.

The mother of Heaven retreated a little and kept a certain distance from the other two.

Then, His two human arms raised and held up a dream.

In the dream is the ancient Hornatches Mountains, with a large area of ​​primeval forest covering the mountains, and an old and peaceful village spread out at the foot of the mountain. A huge eight-legged demon wolf is galloping freely in the mountains, with a black spirit body

The line connects the bustling towns on the top of the mountain.

Sometimes He passed by his own human believers like the wind, sometimes he found his friendly fellow tribe, and played in the mountains together. Sometimes he hunted the prey in the distance like a real wolf, and sometimes he turned into the town like a human,

Talk to believers.

This is the dream of Antigonus, the “half fool”!

The Mother of Heaven rejected the act of using Antigonus as a weapon. The arrival of the God of Death gave him time, but if the God of War slashed up with a sword, he might really have to think about whether to release his younger brother as the last means of dying together.

Come out.

The atmosphere between the three gods who were adjacent to each other appeared a little stagnant, extremely heavy, but no one tried to take a step forward.

In the distant Intis, where the sun rises, the sky opens huge eyes with extremely strong metal texture. Countless gears rotate, layered metal scale rings surround the eyeballs, simulating the trajectory of stars in His eyes.

I looked around and saw the war angels dozing happily in the barracks, taking the whistling wind as accompaniment, and not caring about the traitors' fighting. Another attempt was made, and the prayers offered to the real Creator could still be received with a spiritual response.

He closed again and hid in the air.

As the picture turns, the Black Emperor's throne connects to the earth. He is the God on the earth, blocking the connection between the people on the earth and the white tower in the sky.

The towering giant tree tried its best to resist the storm all over the sky. The two gods joined forces to force the waves to retreat and tear the strong winds apart, but they could not change the state of Herabgen's gradual decline due to the loss of the anchor point. Their struggle became more and more intense.

Plants grow, and different extraordinary abilities are unfolding. The omniscient and omniscient omnipotence also has a difficult force that makes all true gods trouble.

But as time delayed, the light of a red moon became brighter in the cloudy sky.

The growth of the tree of life slowed down. When the edge of the leaves was covered with red light, the Mother Earth Goddess who had a baby in the star world had to sigh, and the giant tree supporting the white tower gradually shrank and fell into His hands.

Turns into a new leaf.

He blocked the leaf above his head and blocked the gaze of the mother who was eagerly calling her daughter.

The sky was gradually swallowed by the storm, and the white tower collapsed layer by layer in the wind and fell down.

Seeing that he had nowhere to escape, the dragon sighed dejectedly: "I am willing to hand over my uniqueness and sequence one."

The figures shrouded in the lightning stopped in the library, the brassy world slowly collapsed, and the voice of the Lord of the Storm rumbled:

"What if I wanted your triple sequence one and uniqueness?"

Herabgen's face was constructed from pages of the book without much hesitation: "...you win, that's the spoil you won."

In the other party's unthinking answer, Leodro took another step and slowly approached the giant dragon. The "prophet" of the true god level immediately understood something, and flapped his wings suddenly, flying like a stream of light

Exit your own kingdom of gods!

boom!

The library blocked the storm and locked the Lord of the Storm in it.

"How long have we fought, Herabgen?"

Leodro raised the long halberd in his hand, and He stabbed into the sky, and the sky of the star world responded to the command of the King of Sky.

The brass world collapsed inch by inch, the elves and the scholars died in wail, the pope who tried his best to stop the last fell down, and His body that had lost his life fell into a book and turned into a character in the story,

His extraordinary nature flew up on its own and merged into the body of the Lord of the Storm.

"When the Creator declared that he was returning, I felt a little joy, and the blood boiled again."

"For too long, I forgot the joy of fighting, and clearly in the kingdom of heaven we fought day after day, for Him and mankind."

With a flash of lightning, the Lord of the Storm suddenly appeared on the sea, even faster than the giant dragon that fled to the eastern continent.

He raised his trident, and the ocean and lightning responded to the command of the Emperor of the Sea. The feet of the gods walked on the sea, and the sky and the earth shook together.

“In the past, Medici led the army, you gave advice, Osecus promoted faith, my waves were as unstoppable as the pace of the Creator… We worked together to seize the whole world, and then, we killed Him,

He ate Him and turned against him, and from then on, he spent two long epochs in endless suspicion and fear of betrayal."

"When He came back and after He killed Osecus, I suddenly felt that I was tired of such peace."

The Lord of the Storm's eyes were filled with infinite memories, and his voice was filled with nostalgia. The long halberd wrapped in thunder and lightning pointed directly at the back of the dragon.

He felt as if he had returned to the era in the glorious heaven, full of yearning for power and expectation for the future, the blood of the wind angel was still hot, and He would actively respond to the prayers of his believers and save them from the tsunami and the wind and waves.

They. He loves fighting, desires fighting, desires to become stronger, and at the same time he is in awe of strength and loves humanity.

In that distant past, the eight angel kings, are now buried and changed one by one by one by one, and can never be seen again.

"Hrabgen, I've wanted to say it long ago."

"I hate opportunism the most compared to Medic."

He threw out the long halberd of thunder, and the thunder that destroyed everything suddenly exploded on the dragon's body.

TBC

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Zeus vs. God, how could I have such a dream?
Chapter completed!