Rebirth of Fantasy God

Brahma was shocked, but he did not doubt the mysterious man's words. At their current level of cultivation, their intuition was unlikely to be wrong. Moreover, this peeper was able to evade his perception and spy on him. The other party must be at least at the same level as him, and he must have a very high-grade magic weapon to help him.

"Could it be other gods?" Brahma asked doubtfully.

The mysterious man shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

The two looked at each other and decided to wait and see what the other party would do next.

However, the mysterious man and Brahma sat there for a long time without feeling that they were being spied on, and there was no slight movement around them. It seemed that there was no being with a cultivation level similar to theirs nearby. The mysterious man guessed that the peeper had just seen him from someone else's memory, which made him feel like he was being spied on. The mysterious man couldn't help but think that someone else seemed to have set his sights on this floating continent, and his plan had to be accelerated.

After Wang Yan extracted enough information from Athena's memory, he deduced it a little in his mind and felt that his new plan was feasible.

Leaving Athena, whose power had been completely sealed, to be guarded by Pain Six Paths, Wang Yan straightened his slightly messy clothes, and then he walked into the teleportation array wearing his ancient Greek attire, heading for the floating continent of Zeus' kingdom.

After leaving the teleportation array, Wang Yan looked around and found that he was standing in front of a magnificent palace, just as Athena remembered. However, the atmosphere in front of the teleportation array was not right. There were 10,000 armed soldiers in the square between the temple and the teleportation array. When they saw Wang Yan coming out of the teleportation array, they immediately became alert and pointed their weapons at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan was a little confused. It seemed that Zeus knew that he was coming, so why didn't he close the teleportation array? Was he confident of his strength and thought he could compete with him?

Since the opponent was already prepared and had no intention of hiding, but instead displayed his chariots and horses and wanted to fight openly. Wang Yan did not bother to play tricks, so he walked out of the teleportation array, summoned the God-killing Gun, and began to release his fighting spirit.

Seeing Wang Yan's actions, the guards in front of the teleportation array remained silent and did not say a word, but they moved in unison and all took a step forward with their right legs. The armor on their bodies made a collision sound with this action. It was a very ordinary sound and very slight, but when tens of thousands of people acted at the same time, the sound of the armor colliding was mixed with a strong fighting spirit.

As soon as he took this small step, the overwhelming fighting spirit pressed towards Wang Yan. Wang Yan could see the very simple meaning of the battle formation from the actions of these tens of thousands of soldiers. It seemed that these people's behavior was deliberately arranged by Zeus to show him a warning.

Unfortunately, in Wang Yan's eyes, the strength of these guards is about the same as the common ants he saw in his homes when he was still on Earth. There are millions, if not tens of thousands, of such ants. As long as you don't have claustrophobia, it doesn't matter.

Just like that, the first show of force that Zeus prepared for the enemy did not affect Wang Yan.

Wang Yan's face was calm. He ignored Zeus's tens of thousands of guards and strode towards the palace where the strongest aura on this continent was. At the same time, Wang Yan's fighting spirit rose. With his footsteps, it seemed that an invisible mountain was pressing down on the sky and the earth. With every step Wang Yan took, the mountain of momentum pressing down on the tens of thousands of guards became heavier.

When Wang Yan took the third step, more than half of the guards could not bear the pressure and could not help but take a step back. Despair was revealed in the eyes of these guards. When they were summoned outside the temple by Zeus and received the oracle from Zeus to arrange the battle formation, these guards were proud and fearless. After all, they were the most powerful guards of the main god Zeus. No matter what kind of enemy it was, it would be conquered or destroyed in front of the full-strength guards led by Zeus himself.

And now, these ten thousand guards no longer have the confidence in their own strength. Wang Yan's strength makes them realize for the first time how insignificant they are. Wang Yan has only taken three steps, and they can no longer withstand the enemy's increasing momentum. At this moment, there are hundreds of steps between Wang Yan and the temple. They don't need to take these hundred steps. As long as they take ten steps, more than ten of the ten thousand guards can survive, even if Zeus's guards are of high quality.

When Wang Yan was about to take the fourth step, a golden divine thunder containing destructive power flew out from the palace of gods and blocked Wang Yan's foot.

Looking at the golden thunder rushing towards him, Wang Yan retracted his foot, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said softly: "Since you are no longer hiding, I will let these ants go, but this attack is just a trifle."

Wang Yan gently stretched out his right hand and grabbed the divine thunder in the air. The seemingly powerful divine thunder stopped in mid-air. Then, Wang Yan squeezed hard and the divine thunder dissipated instantly, turning into golden light particles that spread out. Soon, the golden light was completely extinguished, and the scene was as calm as if Zeus's thunder attack had never occurred.

Seeing this scene, the smiles on the faces of the guards in the square, which had just appeared because they saw hope in despair, froze, looking extremely strange. Even Zeus, who was sitting high on the throne in the temple, had an expression of disbelief on his face. He could never have imagined that his full-strength attack would be so easily broken by Wang Yan.

At this time, Wang Yan was no longer interested in these cannon fodders on the square. He simply gripped the God-killing Spear tightly in his hand, flew up with the spear in hand, and rushed into the temple. Only the tens of thousands of guards on the square were left, who looked relieved after seeing Wang Yan leave.

But they were too optimistic too early, because the next second after Wang Yan rushed into the temple, a violent airflow comparable to a level 16 typhoon quickly rushed out from the temple to the surroundings. The guards closest to the temple wanted to resist this airflow, but as it spread to the surroundings, its speed was still increasing rapidly. Soon, even the guards with the strength of gods could not hold on and were blown away.

The guards could not hold on, and the shrine that was closer to the impact was of course directly destroyed by this airflow. As the shrine building collapsed, the scene inside was also exposed.

In the center of the temple, Wang Yan held the God-killing Spear in his right hand and kept chopping down, while Zeus held the two ends of the Thunder Spear in his hands to block Wang Yan's downward chop. The two sides were in a stalemate at the moment. The shock wave that just hit the surroundings should have occurred when the God-killing Spear and the Thunder Spear came into contact.

Wang Yan continued to exert force with his right arm, allowing the body of the God-killing Spear to continue to press down. Zeus held his own artifact, the Thunder Spear, tightly with both hands. The blood vessels on his arms bulged, and he pushed the spear diagonally upwards. However, in the wrestling between the two sides, it was obvious that Wang Yan was stronger. Wang Yan continued to exert force with his right hand, and the God-killing Spear pressed the Thunder Spear slowly downwards. The body of the Thunder Spear began to bend, and the tip of the God-killing Spear was getting closer and closer to Zeus' forehead.

"No...Impossible!" Zeus widened his eyes, his face full of horror. He was the King of Gods, how could he be defeated by this mysterious man.

As Wang Yan continued to exert force, the Thunder Spear was bent even more. Suddenly, something strange happened. Before the tip of Wang Yan's God-killing Spear could hit Zeus' forehead, with a "crack", the Thunder Spear broke into two pieces because it was bent too severely.

Zeus had nowhere to escape. Facing the falling God-killing Spear, he could only kneel on the ground, his eyes filled with despair.

However, Wang Yan did not necessarily want to kill Zeus. When the God-killing Spear fell down rapidly due to inertia, Wang Yan controlled his arm to quickly retract the force. Because of Wang Yan's timely control, the God-killing Spear did not fall down too far due to the sudden break of the Thunder Spear. It only moved down one centimeter. Even if Zeus did not kneel down, the God-killing Spear would not pierce his forehead.

Wang Yan stretched out his left hand and strangled Zeus' neck before he could react. At the same time, the God of Magic activated his power and was invaded by Wang Yan's blood mist. Zeus, like his daughter Athena, directly lost control of his own divine power and became a stronger ordinary person.

Wang Yan had no interest in talking to the old man Zeus, so he just picked him up and started checking Zeus' memory.