Chapter 881 The Gods Themselves (Part 1)

Half an hour ago, at the other end of Helios, an ethereal giant tower made of intertwined light and a bloody bone tower faced each other far away.

Just like the war and duel between gods and demons.

The sloppy man leaned on his chair, leaning back and drinking wine. As one of the split bodies of Publius, he represented the existence of flesh and desire of the great master.

Opposite him was He Di with a calm expression.

There was no tense situation.

There is no intention to kill each other.

"It's so fast, He Di. It seems that those third-rate guys are not useless after all."

The drinking alchemist commented on his former colleagues so lightly, condescendingly, but without any mockery or arrogance.

Just tell the truth calmly.

Even the translucent souls beside He Di had no objections.

Those who play tricks with words are destined to miss the true essence of alchemy. Who among the alchemists who have reached this level does not know where their own limits are?

To the high and mighty Grand Master, it is no different than trash.

It makes no sense to get angry because he told the truth.

All are dead.

With their abilities, after gathering all their wisdom, what they can reach is this limit - with the support of the temple of Hades, they struggled to interfere with the operation of the secret ritual of [Duel before the Gods], and reluctantly brought Hedi to the throne. The duel with Publius was advanced ten rounds.

This was still with the active cooperation of Publius.

"Be patient, Publius." Hedi said: "It always takes some time to achieve anything."

Following his words, the door under the tower suddenly opened.

Amidst the rush of blood, a figure covered in gorgeous gold ornaments slowly walked out, with two curved sickle blades slung around his waist, and his scarlet eyes glanced at the opponent in front of him.

On the other side of the battlefield, a silent giant.

Hercules.

The sound of gold and iron intertwined suddenly burst out, sparks jumped out of the void, and the high-pitched roar of steel spread in an instant.

At some point, Gala had pulled out a sickle blade from his hand, but Hercules remained motionless, just silently looking at his opponent who was provoking him.

Silently, a gap appeared on the sickle blade, making Gala's eyes darken.

Put away the weapon.

He just spat in displeasure, "The second-rate stuff created by God is really useless."

I don't know whether he is talking about his own weapon or the opponent on the other side.

Even though He Di had been warned in advance, he still ignored the taboo and provoked the enemy, but failed in vain. This made the death followers who were intoxicated in killing and blood extremely unhappy.

You can't have a hearty fight.

It’s really not satisfying.

Something like an alchemist, huh...

In silence, he slowly moved away, revealing the darkness behind him.

In that darkness, guarded by countless monsters, the girl covered in black veil stood quietly, waiting silently.

Gala hooked her fingers, motioning for the puppet to come forward, then took her arm and walked forward.

Pushed her to the center of the field.

"Hurry up." Gala urged toward the opposite side impatiently.

Hercules raised his head, glanced above, and after receiving a wave from Publius, he stood up from the ground, slowly took off his weapons and shield and threw them on the spot.

Only a black box was left.

Step by step, step forward.

The strange aura hidden in that box was so strong.

Even its mere existence distorts the surrounding scene. Darkness squirms, coils around it, and turns into a layer of mist that blows in the wind.

From the dark mist came hallucinatory laughter and crying.

Filled with the atmosphere of all disasters and chaos in the world.

The corners of Gala's eyes twitched, as if she recognized what it was. She took a step away unhappily, and then another step, pinching her nose, unable to bear the 'stench' left by the gods on it.

Just like that, Hercules stepped forward and put the small box into Pandora's hands.

In an instant, all the visions disappeared.

It was as if what had just happened was an illusion and had never existed.

But the girl holding the box clearly became more alive, as if she had a trace of life.

It was obviously just an artificial human created by an alchemist, an empty shell with a miraculous seal attached to it, but at this moment, when the eyes under the black veil were flowing, they glowed with an incredible look.

So tempting.

"Open it, [Pandora]."

Hedi's eyes were lowered, and a fanatical light appeared in his eyes: "I offer this unique sacrifice to the gods who pay attention to this place."

He said: "This is your destiny -"

At that moment, under the alchemical command and control, two completely different miraculous seals created by Grand Master Publius and Chief Helios Hedi merged into one!

The humanoid relic named Pandora and the box named Disaster combined into one, forming a terrifying frenzy that reversed the trend and subverted all rules.

Under the veil, a piercing scream suddenly sounded.

Like a child who died in infancy or a woman who gave birth, it contained pain and despair, ravaging every inch of his eardrums in a real way, making Heracles stop and retreat step by step, unable to resist the soul poison so rich in that voice!

The poison called ‘hope’!

At this moment, two lines of blood and tears snaked down from Pandora's eyes, and in her hands, the dark box cracked inch by inch.

The taboos sealed in the darkness burst out.

It was not a disaster or terror, but a ray of pure golden light.

It is so dazzling, so brilliant, it seems to have exhausted all the beauty in the world, making people yearn for it. Just looking at it makes people want to step forward regardless of their own safety, and it is difficult to restrain their greed.

Want to get, want to get.

It was an apple carved out of gold!

At this moment, along with Pandora's movements, terrifying flames rose from her body, burning every inch of her body and flesh, but she seemed not to feel the pain.

Behind the burning black veil, the first smile since birth appeared.

So delightful, yet so vicious.

——Initiate revenge against the superior masters!

She finally made a voice, and her soft voice echoed above Helios, resounding through every inch of space, reverberating in every temple, re-enacting the prelude that once caused turmoil among gods and men!

"I would like to dedicate this meager offering to the most beautiful goddess——"

At that moment, Pandora burned completely.

Instead, the terrifying light emitted by the golden apple rose into the sky, tearing apart all the secrets and covering the entire Helios.

What was triggered was a riot that completely overturned any duel before God!

The love, hatred and resentment between the gods were once again staged.

Countless walls of mist suddenly dissipated, and the bells in all the temples rang again. The symbols of the gods who originally lived in harmony on Olympus suddenly became alienated and cold at this moment.

The balance is broken.

Under the curse of the past!

Hera, Hestia, Demeter, Athena, Aphrodite, Artemis, Persephone, Hecate...even the three goddesses of grace, the nine muses and even the once Oo All the goddesses in Lympis instinctively rioted under the temptation of this golden apple.

Attacking each other, rejecting each other, racking their brains, just to monopolize the meaningless bright light.

This is a disaster that remains in history and has even been destined by fate. It triggered the huge war that swept the entire Mediterranean world.

After a hundred years, it happened again in the vast space!

After a long period of planning and deliberation, Grand Master Publius finally launched a counterattack against the invaders - in an instant, [Duel before the Gods] was defeated without any attack!

"Then let's challenge the gods again——"

In the Tower of Light, the prototype of God running in the fierce light raised his eyes and whispered in a deep voice: "Just like it was a hundred years ago... Just like it was two hundred years ago!"

After experiencing countless failures and setbacks, enduring a long period of imprisonment and torture, and suffering endless humiliation and humiliation, he once again launched an attack on the unattainable realm!

This is the fate and dream passed down by countless alchemists for hundreds of years.

"One day, I will master the truth and be above the gods..."

At this moment, along with his words, the big bloody hand tore apart the secret ritual of the duel before the gods, and once again stretched out his palm towards the sun disk above the sky.

And all duels stopped.

The participants looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on. They only saw the blood in the field meandering towards the giant tower of light.

Among them, Huai Shi, who unknowingly restored his human form.

"Oh my god, Tongji, come out and see God!"

But Tongji didn't go to see it.

At some point, she disappeared without a trace.

It was like falling into another sudden dream.

She did not resist, but complied with the call of will, passed through the ancient times, and came to the magnificent palace.

When she raised her eyes again, she was already sitting in the middle of the long table, like a sudden uninvited guest at a joyful banquet, causing the original laughter and happiness to disappear.

"Hey, you're safe, everyone."

Tong Ji raised her eyes and looked around at the blurry figures. Finally, she looked at the clearest old man at the top and smiled: "Is everyone okay?"

At this moment, the burly old man with white hair and beard held the wine glass, raised his head nonchalantly, and drank it all in one gulp.

"They are all discarded goods that have been dead for who knows how many years. What else is good and bad about them?"

The remnant of what was once called ‘Zeus’ put down the wine glass indifferently, “It’s even more confusing to see the former enemy still alive and dancing in front of our tomb.”

"Really, everyone is dead, why can't you be more generous?" Tong Ji waved her hands indifferently and looked around: "Why don't you give me a cup? You are so cold."

"This is a banquet in Olympus, and outsiders are not welcome."

"It doesn't matter, I brought my own."

Tongji flipped her hands, and a teacup with a pink pig head appeared. She waved it around proudly: "My contractor bought it for me, are you envious?"

In an instant, the vague outlines of eyes around him became strange.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Contractor?

you?

Are you serious?