818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

"Tina, rush up!"

Polk yelled at the top of his lungs, and then ran behind her fiercely, blocking the spear of God of War for her.

Ares raised his eyebrows, "Oh?" There was a taste of iron and blood in his cold eyes, he looked at this human being who could block his blow in surprise, and then raised the corners of his mouth militantly, "If you want to fight, then bring it on."

Tina, who had lost her human form, had a golden radiance blooming from the cross on her forehead.

With a wave of the cross sword, countless golden arrows of the sun god were knocked down, and she confidently handed over her back to Polk, as if she had a tacit understanding when she was still a human.

Just after firing Jian Yu's bowstring trembled slightly, Apollo was surprised to find that this human being could resist the cursed power on the golden arrow.

"boom!"

Blocking the slash of the long sword with his bow, Apollo asked strangely: "How did you do it? How did Prosser make you become what you are now?"

Because he is a god, humans should have no resistance to his power.

The red hair was loose, covering half of the iron-gray face, but the single eye that was exposed was full of hatred for the gods. Tina pressed down the blade severely.

"Want to know?"

The bow and the blade rubbed sparks. Under such an offensive, Apollo performed with ease, and even said politely: "Of course."

Tina sneered, "I'll tell you when you die!"

"boom--!"

Another blow collided, and the two staggered to avoid each other's attack. Apollo played with the golden bow and said regretfully: "I don't like to do things to women, Ares, let's change our opponent?"

The spear was stabbing and slashing fiercely, and each blow was aimed at the flaws in Polk's whole body. Ares was fighting vigorously, and Apollo was allowed to change his opponent's proposal.

He shouted: "Don't be joking, Apollo, deal with your enemy, and don't underestimate her just because she is a woman!"

Apollo was rejected miserably, shrugging his shoulders, the long bow in his hand slowly scattered the sand, and condensed into a long sword again, he smiled and said to Tina: "I want to deny one thing, gods will not be killed by mortals .”

At this time, the golden sword is shining, and the danger is imminent.

……

Warhammer is not as flexible as Ares' weapon, but Polk's good physical strength allows him to defend very tightly even if he is pressed down.

While he was worried about Tina, he was tired of defending.

With a sudden thrust, Polk dodged violently, but there was still a line of blood on his cheek.

When Ares saw the blood, his divinity became more violent. He said with a wicked smile, "Worried about that woman? Your opponent is me now."

Polk's face suddenly turned cold, and the hammer, which was as tall as a person, was shrunk and condensed in his hands. He didn't stop until the holy light seemed to have substance, and pure golden crystals formed the entire surface of the hammer.

"Seriously..." Tongue licked the corner of his mouth, Ares's eyes flashed with the excitement of meeting his prey.

Polk raised his arm and slammed his feet heavily. The cobweb-like force seemed to penetrate the fulcrum of this land. The landform was changed by the powerful force. In the gap that suddenly appeared.

"not good!"

Ares yelled secretly, and immediately retreated, but the tortoise crevice was already chasing him. He frowned, and cautiously pushed back to a place where the crevice could not be pursued, but when he raised his eyes, Polk was already in front of him.

"boom!"

The hammer turned 360 degrees in his hand, which seemed not as good as before when the majestic weapon collided with the spear of the god of war.

The muscles are tangled in the arms, and the blue veins are frequently bursting due to excessive use of strength.

Ares gritted his teeth, "You bastard!"

He raised his head, only to find that the eyes of the originally human guy who was fighting him were filled with the holy light of the cross.

"The Lord said..." Polk's stern face was full of strange sanctity, and he shouted, "You are guilty!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The source of order filled the sky, dark clouds and the power of judgment entangled together, and thunderstorms filled the audience!The different order rules of the two worlds are confronting each other.

Polk laughed loudly, "Let's fight!" After that, he missed Ares's spear body and aimed at Ares's head.

Apollo frowned looking at the sky where the two forces were raging, and he shouted at Ares: "What happened to you?"

Ares hurriedly avoided Polk's critical attack, gritted his teeth and replied fiercely: "Nothing!"

Polk's short, thick brown hair gradually turned into gold, and his whole body exuded the power of the Lord of Light. He picked up his warhammer and attacked again in a leisurely manner.

"That's good!" Ares hadn't had such fun fighting for a long time. The spear swiped like drinking blood again and again, and Polk also exploded at a speed far exceeding that of the paladin.

It's just two human leaders, but can they contain the God of War and the Sun God?

Hermes, who had been observing from a high place, couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

"What kind of monster is Spring God?"

Proser, who had been reduced to a monster in another world, stretched lazily from the crystal. He had gathered enough strength to break free from the crystals formed by the compression of the holy light.

"Although I knew it would be very tragic, I didn't expect that even if I wiped out so many gods of Olympus, the rest of the main gods are not vases." As if eating fat, the divinity skyrocketed.

He is very clear that this is because of the jihad in the world of Chaos. The more life and death the belief is, the stronger it is, and the purer it is, the more satisfying the godhead is.

Proser had known about the existence of the godhead, and most of the other gods regarded the godhead as an accessory to the rules, but only the King of Light knew that the godhead also had a preference.

For example, his godhead is very partial to faith.

Therefore, taking the path of faith, his divinity promotion speed is more than ten times that of other gods.

Don't underestimate this ten times, which means that the accumulation needed for 1000 years can be compressed to 100 years, and the cycle continues in the long run?

Therefore, Prosser became the king of gods at a very young age, and in the countless years to come, no god can catch up with his achievements, which shows the importance of this discovery.

Back then, in order to prove his theory, he also did some research on evil gods, and he found that their godheads also had their own preferences.

Some are bloodthirsty, the more bloodthirsty they are, the more they accumulate divinity, and some are indifferent, the more indifferent their temperament is, the more this godhead looks like a god.

That is, after repeated tests like this, Prosser learned of a discovery that was enough to shock the God Realm.

Perhaps the godheads are the real masters of the rules. They are accompanied by the gods, but after the gods die, they will not disappear, they will just quietly remain silent, waiting for new gods to combine with them.

A god who was born with a godhead is not necessarily the ultimate master of the godhead. Similarly, a human being after a few years may become a god in one fell swoop if he picks up the godhead left behind after the god died.

There are not many such legends in Proser's world. He has recorded that all gods who do not match the preferences of the gods, no matter how old they are, there will always be some accidents that make them die.Then hundreds of thousands of years later, a god suddenly appeared, who just inherited their godhead and divinity.

Thinking about it this way, it’s terrifying to think about it carefully!

Prosser rubbed his forehead and felt that the three godheads in his head seemed to explode at any moment.

"You... no, you are?"

Prosser turned his head in the crystal, which looked like a solid ore on the outside, but the internal force moved with him like flowing water. He turned his head and saw a young elf with a dazed face.

"You... are you the change Wang said?"

Derby is an impatient person who can't sleep at night. He heard Wang say that someone who can make big changes to the elves will appear, and he has been looking forward to being changed.Then he was the only one who brought the golden crystal back to the clan, and Derby looked forward to meeting that person even more.

However, Crystal has not moved for ten years, which makes him discouraged. Could it be that Wang also makes mistakes?This restlessness reached its peak when all the elves had found their duty.

He is a young elf, and even though most of his lively friends don't understand, he still feels that there must be things in the world that only he can do.

He lived through his [-]th birthday with this idea in mind, but seeing that all the elves had passed the coming-of-age ceremony, only he was still at a loss, so he couldn't help but ran under the crystal to feel wronged, but he didn't expect that he could see such an amazing scene.

The blond hair undulates irregularly in the crystal, silky and smooth like fine satin.A pair of azure eyes were not as clear as the sky, but under such gaze, he was soothed from the restlessness in his heart, and a sense of peace rose for no reason.And those pairs of wings are like the wings of a long crane, soft and gorgeous, although they are pure white, they shimmer in the dark as if rendered by light.

Soft, safe, beautiful.

The person who suddenly appeared in the crystal seemed to be particularly favored by these words.

Seeing the elf looking at him stupidly, Prosser felt amused, his chest and arms without wings were naked and holy, his eyes curved gently, like the only light source in the dark night.

Derby was stunned by surprise.