the end of the heavens

At this point, it was Zeus' turn that was too late, let alone him, the little brother actually hid behind the boss, what did he look like.

"You five, go to the front."

Russell looked behind him and said angrily.

"?"

"It's time for you to prove your loyalty. Later, Cronus will go berserk and eat people, so you can help me for a while."

"???"

"What are you afraid of? It's not that you haven't been eaten."

x5

The faces of the five people were as black as charcoal, muttering to themselves if they couldn't defeat Yun Yun.

In the dark world, Russell and Cronus looked at each other from a distance, with salted fish watching the battle beside them.

The Hades five had complicated thoughts, and they roughly understood the reason why Russell called them over, reminding them of the fear of being dominated by their old father, and then beat Cronus in front of them.

To be honest, Russell can confront Gaia head-on, but Kronos is definitely not his opponent, not in his heyday, not to mention years of captivity with more injuries.

Now, the group of five has also seen that Russell is worthy of being Zeus's child, and the two are governing in the same way, demanding absolute obedience from the people below.

The difference is that Zeus is not strong enough, and the vertical and horizontal alliances use the family as the center of power to jointly suppress the dissatisfied gods.

Russell was powerful, showing off his muscles in front of them, and got out if he refused to accept it. Before he got out, he was beaten to three quarters to death.

During the war, it was indeed a good thing to have such a god-king, but after the war, their life was not as easy as before.

Hestia was worried, thinking about the night when Russell broke the door violently. It is estimated that no warrior dared to stand up even if she yelled out her throat.

If I had known this before, I would have voted for myself twice when I was choosing the queen, at least there was a justifiable psychological comfort.

Hera was bitter in her heart, and now she has seen that Russell is Russell, not Zeus.

The real Zeus can't be so powerful, nor can he flaunt himself enough to single out Cronus.

So, she is struggling with one thing now, does Russell's lover promise that night still count?

It's not that she is mean and doesn't love herself, but that the environment of Olympus is like this. The status of the day before yesterday and the widow of Zeus is too tempting. Those male gods who were greened by Zeus in the past will definitely find ways to get revenge.

Anyone who sleeps is sleeping, so why not find the best one?

"God Kronos, do you want to postpone the challenge for ten days, so that you can take a break, after all, I can't beat a cripple."

Russell said kindly, that is, seemingly kind, because it was impossible for Cronus to agree.

Sure enough, Kronos on the opposite side snorted angrily, bent his knees slightly, opened his mouth and nose, and exhaled high-heat steam.

The exposed upper body lit up with crimson lines, and the majestic and majestic savage air penetrated the body. Under the guidance of the breath, the dark world was in turmoil, and the spreading black ripples spread out like a tide.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Kronos disappeared on the spot, reappeared in front of Russell, and punched him hard, blowing his head into pieces.

Black muddy water splashed, and Russell's headless body softened, standing upright above the sky.

The thunder stirred up the darkness, splitting a newborn world, filled with light, and the ancient and long-lasting aura made people look sideways.

Russell had seen the red lines on Cronus once before. During the duel with Ares, the latter drank a drop of Titan's blood and borrowed Cronus' power.

Russell is very self-aware. He is definitely not an opponent of Cronus when he fights for strength alone. The Titans are a bunch of animals, and even Hecate can suppress him and cannot turn over.

After considering experimenting to reveal true knowledge, Russell decided to give it a try tonight. The truth is second, and a scientific and pragmatic attitude is the key.

Good habit, must keep!

By the way, during the duel with Ares, Russell saw the blood of the Titans, so he took advantage of the opportunity to make a pan for Ragnarok.

Tryst with Aphrodite, trample on Ares' pride, make allies to suppress Hera's power, let the two have nowhere to go and take the initiative to release the imprisoned Titan.

Due to the high difficulty of implementation, the promise to Big Brother Hephaestus, and the appearance of the follow-up battle suits and holy clothes, this plan was shelved.

Later, the monster clan invaded, hidden missions appeared, and he himself became the king of gods, and the gods were at dusk

In short, the pan was thrown into the trash can.

The first thousand and 210 chapters are worthy of being the second generation of god kings, they are really too strong

In the abyss, violent thunder spread down.

At a certain moment, the thunder shook and erupted loudly, and the bending and disorderly lightning radiated out, like the huge tree root veins in the middle of the earth, presented in two distinct colors of black and white.

Cronus stood on the ground and looked up at Russell, who was looking up at the sky. His body was extremely heavy, and it was extremely difficult to move his hands and feet.

As an invincible Titan who stood on the ground, he was very familiar with this power, and he could also borrow this power before Gaia gave up on the Titan God.

At a certain moment, he suspected that Russell was having an affair with Gaia.

The thought that flashed by him was quickly forgotten by him. What Gaia hates the most is the sky. If he is still a god king, he just meets the conditions and is listed in her small book of revenge.

Rumble!

Looking at the thunder that kept flashing in the sky, and a giant thunder beast that was about to rush down at any time, Kronos spit out a heat wave and waved his hand to summon a black scythe from the void.

It is about one person long, and the front of the sickle is dark and deep, revealing a strong curse and ominous atmosphere.

"The fourth generation of God King, you shouldn't let me out, because in this world, I may be the only one who can hurt the Sky Titan"

Kronos said softly, regardless of whether Russell could hear him or not, he swung his sickle and split a dark crack, and his figure accelerated into it.

In the next moment, a gap opened behind Russell, and a black sickle protruded out, slashing straight down towards his neck.

When the front passes by, whether it is lightning, storm, or even space, it is divided into two.

The indifferent murderous intent froze everything, leaving no rumors, concealed to the extreme.

Swish!

The sickle swept across, and Russell's broken body arced away in two arcs, turning into two roaring thunder beasts, with angry minions and lightning hair fluttering, lifelike.

Swish swish!

Before the two Thunderbeasts could move, Kronos took the lead and cut them off with a scythe.

A strange scene appeared, the elemental Thunder Beast had no concept of life, ignored physical blows, but annihilated nothingness under the black light, and disappeared extremely simply.