Chapter 493 Chaos Gods
"Stupid and short-sighted beast!" In the center of a vast Divine Kingdom, a one-eyed, broad-shouldered, long-bearded human man sat on the throne, wearing half-body armor and black leather gloves. The spark, which is covered with a black eye patch, is surrounded by a constant storm.
"I only think about stealing other people's power all day long." Talos, the Lord of Storms, did not consciously despise himself, the nominal god, and seemed to forget that he had stolen the power of Bitter Winter Maiden, which led to the renunciation of the Lord of Fury. thing.
"Attack the Titan race, don't you think about the consequences of this?" Talos reflected all the scenes of the chaotic battlefield on the Senaps subcontinent in his eyes.
There are his followers involved in this war, so he can see the scene. Well, this believer participated in this war out of his own will, and he had nothing to do with Talos. The God of Storms, who had already noticed the change in the middle of the archipelago somewhere in the world of Erathia, thought so.
"It's the first time I've seen an underage Titan possess such a large number of exclusive weapons." Talos muttered while resting his chin in his hand, "Because this kid is a half-blooded Titan? If you spoil him so much, you won't be afraid. Will this kid be abandoned?"
Although Talos belongs to the evil god of chaos, as a powerful divine power, he can restrain the chaos and make no mistakes at critical times. For example, now, he has no desire to lower his incarnation.
This source of power can make a weak divine power like Mara, the God of Hunting, be moved. For him, it is too little. It is really a drop in price to really lower the incarnation to compete.
That's right, that's right. It's definitely not because of the unfounded reasons of being afraid of the epic titans. He is the dignified master of the storm, one of the most powerful gods in the world of Erathia, why would he care about the epic titans.
Above the sky, although there are many evil gods who are concerned about this battlefield, most of the gods who really end are similar to Mara, the whipping girl, and the god of ooze monsters. Among the gods, they belong to the bottom of the group.
Those really powerful gods, such as Talos, the god of storm, Bane, the god of tyranny, and Cyric, the god of murder, have no plans to end at all. They just wait for the development of subsequent events. Eat melon gods.
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"Roar! Yuanli." The Mara who had gnawed the legendary sea beast in his hand until only a complete fishbone was left roared, and the barbarian possessed by him had been transformed into a completely inhuman form. A strange look similar to a baboon and a liger, it's hard to describe, but it's ugly.
"God incarnate!" With the blessing of the Dragon King's power, Morea, who had no idea how many legendary bloodshed, looked up at the incarnation of Mara, who had swelled to almost the same size as him.
"Can you stop my sword?" Seeing the huge beast greedily looking at him, Morea also looked at the god of hunting. He seemed to sense that there was something special in its body. have some appeal to him.
There is no unnecessary words, the two behemoths collided directly, and the blood splattered, without the slightest accident, the blood splattered, and Mara was slashed by Muria. The artifact is delivered.
"Dragon King!" Mara glanced at the majestic Dragon King phantom behind Moria with some fear, fighting with Moria with greed for source power, and the path on its body was cut off by Moria wounds are slowly healing.
"As expected of the incarnation of the gods, it's really difficult to deal with!" Morea frowned slightly, his blade could cut through the body of Mara's incarnation, but like a blunt knife cutting cowhide, each cut was a point. It takes more power, and he can't kill this beast like a normal legend.
"Clang!" "Roar!" The sound of sharp weapons collided, and Morea and Mara were fighting fiercely. Even with the blessing of the Dragon King's power and the absolute advantage of weapons, Morea wanted to find that she was still being gradually defeated by Mara. Press downwind.
Even though Mara is the weakest existence among the gods, it is still a god, and countless mortals need to look up and awe, not to mention that its existence is quite long, and the field involved in the priesthood is also related to hunting and tracking these concepts. , This is a god who is very good at fighting.
"And the incarnation of the gods is coming." Moreya's face, who had gradually lost his support, sank. He saw that the light of the immortal aura of the gods fell down like the guy in front of him, and merged into some inconspicuous existences on the battlefield. On the body, the breath belonging to the gods spreads, the legend retreats, the soul bows, and the gold crawls...
"Mara, step back! I want this Titan!" A arrogant voice sounded, with a sense of arrogance, making people feel uncomfortable listening to it.
"Why? This is my prey!" Mara sneered and looked at a woman with blue-green skin not far away. She had sharp claws on her hands, her eyes glowed with a pearly white sheen, and her hair was The living seaweed, Ambori, the goddess of the sea, is the god of fury with Mara, serving the Lord of Storms.
"Just because I'm better than you!" Because of hatred and also because of greed, he lowered the trident in the hand raised by the incarnation of Amberley and slashed at the incarnation of Mara. The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. The situation that the believers of the gods who besieged Morea have just met and done it has well reflected the relationship between the two sides.
"This is the material world, how can you be better than me?" Mara, who took the Queen of the Deep Sea with his transformed body, roared fearlessly.
The gods have an upper limit of combat power in the material world, so in this case, it is not too uncommon for the incarnation of the gods with weaker powers to overwhelm the incarnations of powerful gods.
"Then I'll let you see the gap between you and me." After Ambori waved the trident in his hand to fly Morea away, the goddess who seemed to be planning to suppress her younger brother fought with Mara.
"Giggle, they're all idiots." A graceful girl with grayish-white skin and dark red tattoos appeared in front of Morea, with long black hair falling to her hips, and she held the head of a snake in one hand. Whip, the other covered his mouth and let out a sickly laugh.
"Go away!" A half-human, half-spider figure appeared beside the whipping girl. Every god who descends wants to monopolize the source of Moria's body, and no one wants to share it with other gods.
"Queen Spider, I'm not afraid of you!" The girl with whip marks on her body raised the snake's head in her hand and drew towards Spider Queen's avatar without any timidity.