818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

In the city of Athens, two gods of the main god level unexpectedly gathered this morning, and confronted each other fiercely.

Prosser flicked his cloak, and the corners of his white robe fluttered. Under the background of the sky full of stars, he said indifferently: "Athena, congratulations for making the right choice, otherwise the whole city will be under the wrath of Hades. reduced to ashes."

Athena raised her head high, and the Goddess of War said firmly, "I won't let you do this!" as if what she was telling was some kind of truth.

Prosser smiled contemptuously, "It's not up to you whether you can let me do this."

A puzzled look flashed in Athena's eyes, and she didn't understand what this sentence meant?

Prosser was noncommittal about this, and he didn't need to explain.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Prosser, who has always played herself as a gentle and bright little white flower, unexpectedly started working as a villain with great interest.

That flying eyebrow, that provocative brow tip, that contemptuous and mocking mouth corner arc!

It can be seen that this is definitely a skilled worker, not a temporary job as he thought.

Prosser took a step forward, and he quietly mixed the power of light into the divine power of Spring God.

When the complementary vitality and the energy that stimulated vitality erupted as an attack, Athena was embarrassed to find that Proser was not fighting alone.

To be correct, countless plants like cannonballs grew in the ground, and they were all much taller than their counterparts on the ground, about the size of two people.

With a wave of Spring God's hand, they quickly grow and bear fruit, and then spit out the flower rice in the buds without hesitation, throw out hard-grown seeds covered with spikes, or simply resist the fruit that will explode.

This unprecedented fighting style made the majestic Goddess of War flustered for the first time.

Prosser was leaning on the rhizome of a flower, and not all the alien flowers he cultivated had been summoned here.

Because the lethality of many types is too strong, he doesn't want Athens to really destroy the city, and then there are water and soil, attributes, and other issues.

The divine flowers cultivated on the earth before are okay to say, but it seems that the divine flowers cultivated on the land of the underworld, even with the power of the spring god as a medium, they are more aggressive than imagined, and of course the alienation is more biased towards strange directions .

Recalling those appearances that were terribly evil at first glance, the three goddesses of revenge even borrowed several "divine flowers" with bright eyes.

He was ashamed to say that those were god flowers, because they were more like evil plants!

However, it is also true that the attack power of evil plants is higher than that of divine flowers.

Prosser thought calmly, muddling a bunch of things in his mind that needed to be mosaiced.

It seems to say that no matter whether the cat is black or white, it is a good cat if it catches mice.

So among the plant weapons growing around the high platform, there are a few exotic plants in the underworld.

After his intensive cultivation, it has now become some kind of indescribable existence.

Prosser looked at the sky, hoping that Athena would not fall into the traps that were specially set out.

Athena escaped the attack of a thorn fruit. Seeing the spiky appearance, she thought it was the same as the previous tower and fruit, an offensive weapon with a sharp appearance like a steel knife.

But when she stretched out the Goddess of Victory to block, she didn't expect that the thorn fruits would explode suddenly, and rice-colored smoke sprayed her head and face.

Seeing the goddess of wisdom who exposed the girl's heart, Prosser smiled and patted the big plant behind him. It shook its body in favor, and it was the thorn fruit that it sprayed out just now.

Prosser: "Athena, I am the God of Spring, I will not fight you hand to hand, but if you can defeat these little guys of mine, then I will not disrespect you, admit your defeat gracefully, and then leave Athens. "

Pressing the angry Athena to wipe off Hua Mifen who was fascinated by her eyes, she calmed down after hearing Prosser's words, and began to observe the opening while dodging.

Seeing her unconsciously stepping into the trap, Prosser suddenly felt extremely cold at the top.

So far, their battles have been within a certain range, and under the control of divine power, a light shield has been established to prevent accidental injury to humans in Athens.

Even Thanadus is broadcasting from high altitude, not live hosting.

And as the two priests and Mamun who were lucky enough to see it with their own eyes, these two enemies who were on the verge of life and death before, now hid behind Prosser in the same disease, watching the battle of the two gods who are about to start, and then the battle of the gods It became a square with swaying plants.

Mamun said to the priest: "The god I believe in is so eclectic."

The priest said to Mamun, "Does the temple still accept priests?"

Mamon said proudly: "Our church does not accept priests, only pastors."

The priest asked attentively, "What are the requirements for becoming a priest?"

Mamon turned his face away, "You will know when the time comes."

The priest grabbed his arm sadly, "I don't know where the church is!"

Mamun narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "I'll take you there, then, now, let go of my arm!"

You are light, don't you know?

These words were clearly revealed in Mamon's small eyes.

The priest shrugged, "Aren't you too?"

After they were reborn, it was naturally impossible for Proser to get their clothes out.

So the two people after recovery were all naked babies.

Prosser watched Athena become more and more comfortable under the orderly attack, snapped his fingers, and more and more plants emerged from the ground.

He believes that individual combat is not as good as legion warfare.

Athena Since you want to win, don't blame me for tricking you.

The Goddess of Victory who can bring victory?

The corner of Proser's mouth twitched, wondering whether you still have the strength to turn the tables under the absolute advantage.

On the high platform surrounded by plants, there are more and more species growing, and there are even vine-like heterogeneous plants climbing everywhere, and rapidly growing in size.

The location of Athena's activities began to become narrow, and if Chunshen's plants were allowed to increase without any scruples, her defeat was only close at hand.

Prosser looked at the other party's changing face, and snorted slightly, "I can't help it."

As he said, Athena took the initiative to open the mask to protect the people of Athens after persisting for a while.

The righteous act that gained favor at the beginning, but her selfishness was exposed because of her own actions.

In this way, Prosser made the plants start firing cannonballs irregularly. The perpetual scale allowed him to stay here and watch the show spotlessly, and step by step, destroy the noble image of Athena in the hearts of the people of Athens.

Blow your nails, Prosser thought.

No matter how benevolent and fair she was before, and how much trust she gained because of those benevolence and justice, these are small things that don't need to be taken care of.

Because a beautiful image is easily destroyed, and a fair image is also easily torn apart.

Athena's image in the city of Athens is too positive, once she shows the selfishness of a god...then...

When Athena took the initiative to reach out and smash the protective shield.

Prosser smiled, and it was only a matter of time before trust turned to anger.

While he was waiting with ease, Athena's appearance became worse and worse.

Because the plant mist of Proser is usually dyed!

Her light blond hair was messed up, mixed with white and green.Her emerald eyes were wrinkled and bright, but her bronze-colored skin had turned into a rare beige yellow, and even the mighty armor couldn't escape the poisonous hands. Her whole body looked as ridiculous as if it had been graffitied by a child.

After looking at it for a while, Prosser felt his eyes hurt and looked away, and at this time he was sure that Athena was almost at her limit.

Just as he thought, Athena used her divine power angrily.

The power of the main god level eliminated the effect of the god flower, and she regained her cleanliness, but in contrast, Proser also increased the restricted power.

More power of light was charged into the vibrant Spring Godhead, and large tracts of plants grew up.

Under the swing of Athena's staff, war rises, and she is known as the goddess of war.

Then Prosser raised his eyes and pointed down, the earth is full of life, which is not too much.

The originally calm people finally uttered terrified screams under the unscrupulous exchange of divine power by the two main gods.

Their house was under the destructive power of the Goddess of War, and they personally experienced the horror of the mast and scull being wiped out.

And the powerful god who claimed to be the god of the underworld made his plants grow all over the ground, even the house was not spared.

Large tracts of plants turn the place where human beings live into a barren primitive society.

People kept avoiding the mighty power of Athena, the god of faith, who no longer concealed it, but found that the plants that were supposed to be destroyers had opened up protective shelters one by one.

After they hide, the large leaves will close, and they can still see the scene outside, but they will no longer be harmed by the aftermath of the battle.

Such careful consideration reminded them of what Prosser had said before.

"Whoever believes in me will be forgiven," he said.

The people who ran into the same shelter looked at each other, and someone started to say, "I've heard Mamun preach."

Such words resounded in different shelters.

People are never short of brain supplements, and are moved by everything in the brain supplements.

Prosser looked at the sky. The time he chose happened to be the weakest connection between the Evernight Goddess and the Sun God.

Thinking of this, Prosser, who was lazily leaning on the style, finally straightened up, and his careless expression finally sank.

Hades and Hypnos, who watched him in the underworld, knew that he was going to be serious, and Thanadus, who was the relay channel, also knew that he was going to be serious. In the strange atmosphere, she became alert.

Prosser said to Athena: "Look at the ground, Athena."

Such a sentence made the goddess of wisdom wake up like a dream.

She saw that the olive tree she had given to the city of Athens was either cut off by herself, or it was absorbed by the spring god's plant and withered and fell to the ground.

She also saw people who believed in him hiding in the sanctuary of Spring God, and cast horrified and puzzled gazes at her, the main god of Athens.

She also saw that everything she had painstakingly accumulated in Athens was reimbursed because of Prosser.

Athena made a dry voice, "Is this your purpose?"

From the beginning, it was not to pursue the responsibility of offending the majesty, but to attack her belief in Athens, let her years of hard work go to waste, and take the entire city of Athens into her pocket!

"This is your purpose!"

Athena was full of anger, glaring at Proser who took the fruits of her faith.

Looking at their positions, one of them was in the sky and the other was on the ground, but the God of Spring, who was looking up at Athena, was more calm and calm than the Goddess of Wisdom at this time.

The restless Prosser smiled gently, pointed in the direction of Olympus, and said to her.

"This is a return gift."