Moon World Can't Be a Love Game

Saron threw out an olive branch, and even in order to ensure credibility, he showed "Ai Lei's favor", the power belonging to Ai Lei on the great sword is enough to show that he is not lying.

He couldn't remember exactly how Feathered Serpent joined in his impression, but it was a definite fact that he finally joined the Uruk camp.

Seeing that Feathered Serpent God was silent, he turned his head to look at the open space around the Temple of the Sun, where many adult men were organized into neat teams and undergoing military training, some of which were faces that Saron had seen in Uruk. .

"It seems that they are doing well here. They are even better trained than they were in Uruk. It should be enough to fight against Gorgon's monsters. But for a bigger disaster?"

Having said this, Saron slowly shook his head.

"That's already another level of war."

"A bigger disaster...? No, it doesn't matter. Saron, what are you going to do with that child?"

Feathered Serpent God was not impressed by Saron's solicitation, but the questions raised made him very puzzled.

"child??"

"Yes, Gorgon."

"...We will strip the "Womb of Beasts" from her. "

Saron did not say what happened after the stripping, but he felt that Feathered Serpent God would not be surprised.

The blood debt of the Sumerians must naturally be repaid by blood.

"Well...then we have nothing to say."

To Saron's unexpected response, Feathered Serpent God clearly expressed his refusal.

"Didn't Saron ask me how to think about it? Then I can answer you now."

The dangerous smile was revealed again, even if the magic power could not be sensed, the substantive burst of light from Feather Serpent God was enough to make Saron alert.

"I joined the "Three Goddess Alliance" because I like fighting.Although it will not destroy human beings, it will not give up my joy, that is, to fight with human beings, to fight with human beings! "

"It seems that you haven't understood the seriousness of the matter..."

Saron shook his head slowly, why is his mouth gun so ineffective?In the vague impression, it seems that Feathered Serpent God is easy to handle, is it because he is not the last musta of human beings?

"Tiamat's awakening is not a myth, but a catastrophe. She is not—"

The fierce attack interrupted Saron, and the Feathered Serpent God bent his fingers into claws, grabbing at Saron like a hungry tiger.

"Needless to say! Come and fight! It won't be too late to talk about it after satisfying my joy of fighting!"

"...and what a delightful monster."

Saron swayed his entire body and avoided it sideways without hitting him hard.Those hands didn't pose a threat, but the magic power that had been condensed and exploded like bubbles made him have to be careful.

"Do you mind if I use a weapon?"

If you can't listen, you can only call until you can hear it.

The power attached to "Ai Lei's Blessing" will not work in the face of Feathered Serpent's top-level divinity.So Saron switched his weapon form to the front, held "Inanna's Blessing" in both hands, and swept it behind him.

Feathered Serpent God grabbed onto "Blessing", the thorny electric sparks flickered, and the magic power attached to her palm was constantly being broken through. Before "Guesting" really cut her body, Feathered Serpent God withdrew his palm.

"Of course I don't mind! Shouldn't I fight with my body? But as long as I can enjoy the fun of fighting, that's fine!"

She smiled happily, took out a broad golden toothed sword in her hand, and smashed it hard on "Blessing". It quickly grows back to its original shape.

"What a good sword! I hope you have the strength worthy of this weapon!"

Feathered Serpent God looked up at the sky, then turned his head and praised "Blessing" loudly.

"It's not up to you to judge whether it's worthy or not! Saron, cut her! Cut her like you cut Ereshkigal!"

There was Ishtar's cheer in the air, and she didn't come down when she first "say hello".

Saron looked up at Ishtar, nodded and said nothing, waving "Blessing" to fight with Feathered Serpent.

pS: There should be another update tonight

Chapter 83 The Pleasure and Pain of Combat (Rewards and More)

This battle, from the very beginning, went uncontrollably towards destruction.

It was not Saron that was destroyed, let alone Feathered Serpent.Not the Ishtar and Leopard people watching, nor the ordinary humans who have been deliberately avoided being affected.

It is the flowers, plants and trees that are destroyed by the battle, and it is the land beneath our feet.

When the weapons collided, the aftermath whipped up the airflow, the airflow whipped up the gust of wind, whistled towards the surroundings, uprooted the trees and flowers.

When the weapons collided, the ground beneath the two of them collapsed overwhelmedly.

In less than 3 minutes, no piece of land north of the Sun Temple can be called intact.

"Hint: Quetzal Coyatel's favorability +10"

"Happy! So happy!"

Feathered Serpent God made a hearty and endlessly happy voice, waving the broad sword in his hand at a high frequency and smashing at Saron.

"Why is Saron so unhappy, can't he enjoy the battle?"

"Is fighting fun?"

With his face sinking like water, Saron asked softly. He used the two-handed sword at a speed comparable to that of a one-handed sword. He intercepted Feather Serpent's attack exactly, and at the same time seized the gap and counterattacked with the power exerted on the sword.

Facing the great sword that was swung in front of him with a more aggressive attitude, God as strong as Feathered Serpent had to avoid its edge, teleporting a few meters away with the help of his power, and rushing towards Saron again.

"Don't humans fight because they like it?!"

"Then you don't have to treat me like a human."

Salom said, and at the moment when the two weapons collided and stalemate, his neck was thrown back, and then he slammed forward and slammed into Feathered Serpent God's head.

"Also, I hate pointless fights."

"Woo~~~"

Feathered Serpent God cried out in pain, clutching his forehead and flying backwards, how could she expect that the hardness of Saron's body was even stronger than the great sword in his hand that carried the power of the goddess.

"Big sister, I'm so sad, I thought Saron would understand me."

Humans cannot understand each other, let alone humans and gods?

"Sorry...I really don't get the joy of fighting, even..."

Saron shook his head and sighed, a very reluctant smile pulled from the corner of his mouth.His legs were slightly bent, and his body shot at Feathered Serpent God like a cannonball.

The great sword was rounded in the process of dashing forward, but when it reached the target, it only shattered an afterimage.

Feathered Serpent God suddenly flashed behind Saron, and the broad sword that was raised high was wrapped in the wind that made a whistling sound, and slammed down fiercely.

"boom!"

Saron took a hard blow, his shoulders made a muffled drum-like sound, his body swayed, his feet slammed on the ground without falling down, and his left hand released "Blessing" to grab Feathered Serpent's wrist with his backhand.

"Not only unhappy, but also a little painful..."

He said softly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took Feather Serpent God's wrist and threw a semicircle above his head, and slammed it down to the ground.

There was an inexplicable flash in Feathered Serpent's eyes, and he was smashed to the ground almost without resistance.

"Saron you-"

But Saron was not in the mood to listen to her more. He didn't let go of the Feathered Serpent's left hand. He half-knelt on the ground and raised his right hand holding "Blessing", and chopped it down to her waist like a vegetable.

The great sword without any prestige slashed down at high speed, but was forced to slow down at a position less than ten centimeters away from Feather Serpent God, and the magic power that bloomed like the sun was blocked in front of it.

"Just for that trivial and ordinary vision, but you have to risk your life to fight again and again..."

When the sword was blocked, Saron did not hesitate, raised "Blessing" and chopped again, but this brief interval was caught by Feather Serpent God, her wrist suddenly became as slippery as a water snake, and it was easy to get rid of Saron He broke free from his hands, rolled around on the ground to avoid a sword that was close at hand, and pulled two somersaults in succession to a safe distance.

But this distance on the flat ground was nothing to Saron. The ground under his feet burst instantly, the sound of the explosion in the air was delayed for half a beat, and the figure disappeared in place.

In the next instant, Saron rushed across the space to the Feathered Serpent God, followed by the big sword in his hand to slash at her face.

"...is there really any fun in it??"

The one who responded to the question was a small round shield with gold inlaid on a green background.

"when!"

The round shield blocked the path of the great sword, and the two collided with a crisp sound. Feathered Serpent supported the shield with one hand, and swept the golden broad sword with the other hand towards Saron.

But Saron was prepared for the great sword to be blocked, and his calf was thrown out like a whip, hitting the lower ribs of Feather Serpent before being swept by the broad golden sword.

"..."

Feathered Serpent's face was distorted by pain, and he could no longer maintain that hearty smile. Baring his teeth, he flew upside down for more than ten meters and then stood firm, looking at Saron with a bit more inexplicable eyes.

Saron couldn't read Feathered Serpent's eyes, but he knew that there was something wrong with his mentality, or that there was always a problem.

"Fighting is a process of hurting each other, and such a process will only make me miserable."

By the time he spoke, Saron had already caught up with Feathered Serpent God, and "Blessing" seemed to have lost its weight and size in his hands, slashing like a storm.

Feathered Serpent held a broad sword and a round shield to block, and the airtight attack left her with no chance to fight back. She stared at Saron with wide eyes.

"This kind of pain... Has Saron been fighting with hatred?!"

"Hate? No no no."

Saron shook his head, slashed his sword on the round shield, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and squeezed down with all the strength of his body.

"Whether it's being hurt or inflicting hurt, it makes me feel pain, that's all."

It's understandable that being hurt hurts.But even inflicting damage will feel pain, but it is beyond the understanding of Feathered Serpent God.

Is it because of being too kind?It's possible, but it doesn't fit with Quetzalcoatl's observations of Saron.She showed a puzzled look, and was about to ask questions when she was smashed on the round shield with a fierce sword.

"Don't you understand? That's right, just like I can't understand your joy, how can a god on the top understand the pain of a mortal?"

Saron was lying, he knew very well that this was not a mortal suffering at all.Feathered Serpent God could never guess that the pain in his heart was not from emotion, but from feedback from the world.

Regardless of whether the battle is just or not, no matter whether the result is beneficial to the world or not, the damage that Saron causes to any creature in this world will be fed back to a pain that directly hits his heart, as if he is torturing his soul, trying to make him put down his weapon.

This pain has always been with him, and it has become the only feeling that Saron has in every battle.

For such feedback, Saron's choice is also simple.