Martin Variety in American Comics

Bang!

Diana fell heavily to the ground, creating a big pit, splashing a lot of venom and mud.

Martin didn't pay much attention to her, just threw out his cloak.

The colorful feathers fell, and the cloak waved gently, blowing a breeze, turning into a cyclone, blocking the plague from approaching Diana.

The gentle breeze like the spring breeze brought vitality and prevented the poisonous sores on Diana's body from getting worse.

Martin could only do so much now. He had already fought with the power of the demon god who turned into plague, and had no intention of taking care of other things.

Compared with the giant who could easily raise huge waves and throw away mountains, the power of the demon god who turned into plague seemed inconspicuous, but it was more deadly.

"You pretended to be weak on purpose!"

The power of the demon god roared, and every wisp of plague, every insect, every drop of poisonous water... were shouting the same sentence to Martin.

"If I don't pretend to be weak, how can I catch you, a cunning bastard."

Martin transformed into the appearance of Quetzalcoatl again, but only the size of an ordinary person. With a flap of his wings, he blew out an endless breeze, stirring up vitality and plague.

Resurgence and decay, healing and disease, the two forces acted on every corpse and every grain of soil on the island at the same time, making everything present two different forms of life.

Poor Barbara fainted again, and Diana's poisonous sores became more serious.

"You three bastards are not strong in martial arts, but you are very good at playing tricks."

The moment he stepped into this place, Martin found something wrong.

"You can actually connect your divine power with the royal power of mortals, and when the wave of changes in the times comes, let mortals die for you. Although this trick is shameless, it does work."

"You, the priest, are much better than the arrogant fool of Quetzalcoatl."

The demon god still refused to show up, hiding in the plague, making a sinister sound.

When he mentioned this, he couldn't help but boast to his former enemy.

"When we saw the beginning of the change of the times, I almost collapsed. But the darkness came up with a way. He bewitched the most powerful king at that time and placed our divine power in the royal power.

Although we have been servants for this for three hundred years, after the change of the times began, the royal power collapsed, the kingdom collapsed, and the mortal died in our place.

The times forgot the extinct royal power, and we survived because of this."

The power of these three guys was not damaged much. No wonder those ancestral spirits shrank in the holy lake one by one and dared not come here.

Martin suddenly realized.

Then, he flapped his wings and slapped a bunch of poisonous insects to death, and laughed coldly: "I don't remember you, and you can't leave this place. What's the point of surviving? You are no different from being dead."

"I am a god. I have witnessed the birth and death of an era, and I will witness the rise of another era. And you, you, the lackey of Quetzalcoatl, will die here today."

The demon god looked at the image of Quetzalcoatl in front of him, and he was jealous and hateful.

Why?

They endured humiliation and served as servants of a mortal for hundreds of years, and pretended to be dead for hundreds of years, but they could only move in a small area.

And Quetzalcoatl, this damn, dazzling guy.

Why, as soon as his priests returned, they could walk under the sun and do whatever they wanted.

The fire of jealousy burned in the demon god's heart.

This was in line with his secret conspiracy before his death. The divine power surged, stirring up the plague and countless poisonous insects, and launched a counterattack.

"I got you!"

Martin's eyes burst into brilliant golden light, like two big lanterns, piercing through the turbid plague and illuminating the demon god hiding in the dark corner.

"Demon god, you are just a worm crawling in the dark corner!!!"

The so-called gods are actually the materialized worship objects of abstract concepts.

The reason why the old gods are finished is that they are not really those abstract concepts themselves, but because of human worship, because humans believe that the gods are the abstract concepts themselves, the gods became gods.

But with the change of the times, humans are far away from the gods, and the gods are also far away from the concepts they control.

To put it more simply, the gods have lost their authority and can only leave this world and go to a world more suitable for their survival.

Although the three guys in the pyramid have escaped the ruthless crushing of the old gods by the times, their control over their divine power has also declined significantly.

Martin stimulated the jealousy in this guy's heart and used the collision of two powers to lock his body.

"You despicable bastard."

The image of the demon god was a mass of rotten things that could not be seen clearly. He screamed loudly and tried to hide in the plague again.

But Martin's eyes were always locked on him. No matter what he looked like or where he ran, he could not escape Martin's eyes.

"It's time to hunt. Old man, give me gold coins!"

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

Martin flapped his wings, and the breeze suddenly became rapid, blowing thick clouds and clean rain, which fell on the island in the middle of the lake.

Spring rain is as precious as oil, bringing endless vitality.

The barren and polluted land revived again, the vicious poisonous insects screamed and died, and a touch of green broke out of the ground and began to purify the filth on the island.

The demon god struggled and crawled, the spring rain, which was extremely precious to life, was deadly poison to him.

The ubiquitous plague was dispersed by the rain, and his body began to dissipate.

"This is impossible. The power of Quetzalcoatl does not include rain."

"Country bumpkin, Quetzalcoatl is the god of agriculture. It is normal for him to control the rain that can affect the harvest of crops!"

Martin kept flapping his wings, the wind was getting faster and the rain was getting heavier.

He also took the time to pull the corn bridge over, and the plump corn kernels fell on the revived land. In the blink of an eye, the whole process from germination to fruiting was completed. Blown by the wind, it was like a green Great Wall, constantly compressing the scope of the demon god's activities.

Those plagues that would instantly turn people into a collection of serious diseases with just a little contact were diluted by the fresh air blowing from the outside.

The demon god rushed around, facing such a dilemma but had no way to get out of it.

He felt that his existence was slowly disappearing, and the fear of losing everything lingered in his heart, and he no longer had the arrogance just now.

The priest who transformed into Quetzalcoatl broke the balance of the lake island, the illusion of the king's death was punctured, and the hidden divine power was exposed to the world.

"There is no place for you old guys in the new era ship."

"I punish you on behalf of the sun!"

Martin began to call on the power of the sun, and a light spot appeared in the high black sky, expanding rapidly.

A golden light column fell from the sky, tearing open the black sky, rushing to the earth with endless light and heat.

The demon god panicked and shouted to the pyramid: "For the sake of the alliance, help your brother!"

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