Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

These words from an old friend made the figure in the deep sky feel inexplicably moved.

Huh? I've been discovered.

Well, with his foresight, it seems that nothing can be hidden from him.

Moreover, she had come here with a mission, but the situation she had arranged this time was somewhat tricky.

Rays of golden clouds flew across the sky, breaking through the barriers of the gods and crossing over.

Ignoring the barrier of the Slavic pantheon, even a saint has to go through Sventovit.

But this person's arrival did not seem to require Tovit's permission.

This surprised Tovet, and he looked up.

A woman who is so beautiful that it is frightening, but she exudes an aura of justice that makes the world absolutely convinced.

Seeing her, the Blue Star people below went almost crazy.

"Woc! It's the Valkyrie Brunhilde. She appears again."

Everyone thought that with the East-West Arena War over, Brunhilde was completely gone and became a thing of the past.

After all, the arenas she can preside over are all below the saint level.

And all the recent ring battles were at the saint level.

At this moment, Brunhilde had a happy face and a golden crown on her head.

Su Ming didn't even have to think about it, the confident woman shone.

She must have stepped up.

"Old friend, you called me here because you need help?"

Brunhilde pretended not to understand.

Su Ming did not shy away from asking, "You, aren't you here?"

"After watching from outside for so long, I have to give you a way in."

In fact, Brunhilde hid very well thanks to her ability of order organization. Su Ming just discovered her and called her immediately.

But one thing worth mentioning is that Brunhilde’s mission is not in this game, but in the next one.

Only if Su Ming could defeat Tovit would she come down and preside over the battle between Su Ming and Rhodes.

If she couldn't win, there would be no further events and she wouldn't show up.

But...how could she resist the call of this man?

So here she is.

"Order Organization, you seem to be impolite."

Tovet was a little displeased. If it were someone else, who had trespassed into the Slavic pantheon, he would have been killed by him long ago.

But this mysterious order organization does have this privilege.

Brunhilde then cried out "Oh!" and hurried to pay her respects.

"Your Excellency Mr. Sventovit, I have a mission to accomplish and I don't mean to offend you."

Oh...the Dragon Countryman was stunned.

I thought the Valkyrie could stand up now.

The result has not changed at all.

"Why, that mysterious order organization always gives me a feeling of being both powerful and cowardly."

Not only the Dragon people, but others also think so.

What exactly is the so-called order?

"Is it the order of some mysterious pantheon, or is it the order of all the heavens and myriad worlds? If it's the latter..."

Then the saint should really give some face to the Order Organization.

But what is certain is that the incarnation of order who presides over the mythological arena, Brunhilde's chief superior, is indeed a coward.

So much so that after Brunhilde returned, the leadership was changed.

That is why he became qualified to preside over the holy war in a short period of time.

"Okay, you guys are in charge of too many unknown things. I'm curious, what is your purpose in trying so hard to protect him?"

Tovet said these words in the form of telepathy.

No one outside the venue could hear it.

After all, things involving orderly organizations should be avoided.

Of course, there was no way Brunhilde would tell him the truth.

"Even you, the Lord God, want to know about this, but I don't know it at all. Please don't embarrass me."

Tovet didn't ask any further questions, but just said "Haha".

"Tell me, how do you want to play?"

Tovit knew that he was in Su Ming's control.

To be honest, Tovit could easily kill Su Ming with one punch.

But that's boring.

Tovitt was a simple-minded person, and the reason he treated Su Ming like this was largely out of fun.

You will never believe how boring the life of a saint is.

Su Ming nodded and said with a smile: "Since it is a game, there must be an absolutely fair referee."

"Now that we have a referee, let's give her the power to make the decision."

The voice just fell.

Su Ming peeled off a portion of his own godhood without hesitation and handed it to Brunhilde.

“Hiss! Are you crazy? If you strip him of his godhood, wouldn’t that mean you are handing your life to someone else? The Valkyrie only needs to pinch him lightly to seriously injure him.”

Playing too hard.

Most importantly, why does he trust the Valkyrie so much.

Could it be that between the two of them...

The gods began to imagine some bad things and gave warnings.

"Sir God, don't play with him, they are in the same group!"

Handing over the fragments of the godhead would be tantamount to cutting one's own throat.

Moreover, in their opinion, the so-called orderly organization is not as absolutely fair as it is said to be.

During the Myth Arena period, he had intentionally leaned towards the East many times.

To be precise, he is inclined towards Su Ming, the summoner.

Tovet was silent for a moment, then scratched his forehead.

Dig out a large piece of holy space.

"If we don't have the Godhead, can we have the Holy Head?" Tovit asked.

But he didn't hand it over rashly, after all, not everyone could take it.

Handing over the fragments of the godhead was like a bet, but for Tovit, it was a huge gamble.

Betting on divine power against holy power is a completely unequal bet.

Su Ming made Jian Shou very upset.

He is always looking for the opportunity to open the third golden flower of the Avenue.

Now I seem to have an idea.

Brunhilde took the two pieces away very solemnly.

This bet was officially made.

"It is said that the Eastern God likes to gamble. Now it seems that it is true."

"They are complete gamblers. It seems that they have never lost."

Everyone knew that there was no way Su Ming could beat Tovit.

But if it is in the form of gambling, it is hard to say.

Su Ming walked slowly from the edge of the arena, and with every step he took, a magical scene emerged.

After walking seventy-seven steps westward, a curtain of light was raised.

When people could see clearly again, Su Ming had actually moved here to the place where the Slavs once lived.

at the same time!

A magnificent and tall church collapsed into the sky.

The Chinese people recognized it at a glance; it was their place of pilgrimage.

"Wardfa?! Am I seeing right? It's the Peter and Paul Cathedral!"

Even though that was not true, Su Ming had offended the Jidu Cult.

Even Tovit saw it, and his pupils shrank, and he felt slightly angry.

"You, what do you want to do!?"

He took great pains to strip away the birthplace of his faith.

Now that Su Ming has moved him back again, this is nothing but a provocation.

Especially the Peter and Paul Cathedral, which is a symbol of the Gilead pantheon.

It seemed so dazzling to him!

Instead, Su Ming smiled and continued to sketch while chanting the spell.

"Don't be angry yet, this is the game we want to play."

"It's about to begin..."