Chapter 2851 Poseidon

So, what a powerful creature the apostle is!

A full blow can actually destroy the land!

This is no longer something that can be measured by the power of conventional weapons, and even nuclear weapons are far behind in comparison.

In the last life on the blue planet, Big Ivan, who was known as the strongest existence, could only kneel on the ground and sing conquests when he encountered an apostle-level existence, and lay down in the pit to play dumb.

I can't afford to lose that person!

Just when I was shocked by the power of the apostle, two more figures came slowly from a distance.

They walked very slowly, but with full momentum. The person in front was dressed in golden scales and had an aloof temperament. No matter whether he raised his hands or moved his feet, he would inadvertently exude the demeanor of a superior person.

The man behind him was also wearing golden scales. Although he had a delicate face, there was always a hint of violence between his eyebrows, and he looked like a violent person at first glance.

As soon as these two people arrived, the arrogant expressions of the dark-skinned man and the white-skinned man disappeared, replaced by looks of awe.

When the two of them were still about ten meters away, the black and white people knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Welcome to His Majesty, Long Live, Long Live, Long Live His Majesty the God Emperor."

"Oh ho~ Is this the king of the Poseidon clan, the guy called the God King?" After looking at him up and down for a while, I smacked my lips and said disdainfully: "I didn't see the temperament that a god should have at all. On the contrary, More like a king among men.”

"He was originally a human king," Spitz said disdainfully: "He just has the blood of some goblins and claims to be a god. But no matter how much he boasts, the facts are facts, and he will never become a god."

"Listening to what you said, it seems that becoming a god requires blood inheritance," I said with a smile.

"Yes, that's what I mean," Spitz said with a serious face: "If this is not the case, how can we explain that human blood will never be as powerful as forest fairy blood, and forest fairy blood will never catch up with the power of pure fairy blood? What if? If that’s not the case, then why are the apostles born with the power to destroy the planet? Even some apostles have power that even our dragon clan can’t match?”

Taking a deep breath, he said with a hint of sadness and anger: "In this world, there has never been any fairness from the beginning. Advantages such as blood, talent, inheritance, etc. are all born with them. They truly rely on their own strength to work hard and are proud of themselves. How many people are alive?"

I wanted to argue with Spitz, but I had nothing to say, because it was true.

If Tyrannosaurus King Bakar is not the Lord of the Dragon Clan and possesses the most noble bloodline of the Dragon Clan, how can he rival the Apostles?

If Long-Legged Lotus was not an apostle and was born with the power of an apostle, how could he dare to dominate the ocean?

How could the Fairy Queen be able to stand at the top of the human powerhouse if she did not have the blood of forest fairies and had awakened?

If Master Dewey was not the legitimate son of the royal family, how could he have achieved today's achievements so easily?

On the other hand, Mr. Taylor and Achilles are special. Of course, these also include the amazing legendary heroic leaders who created the legendary heroic period. Most of these people are ordinary humans. With their With his own blood and efforts, he created an era.

Yet such people make up only a small portion of the Hall of Fame.

Throughout history, how many people are truly among the strongest with human blood? And how many people are among the strongest with forest fairy blood?

How many seats do the top experts from Illumination I such as Sodros, Aganzuo, Xilan, Baan, Bwanga, and G·S·D occupy in the list of top experts?

The more I thought about it, the more Spitz's words made sense.

After a long moment of silence, I sighed feebly.

The Poseidon King, who was dressed in scale armor and held a trident in his hand, walked slowly toward us and stopped seven or eight meters away from us.

His eyes were not looking at me or Spitz, but he was looking at Sirocco, his eyes filled with the brilliance only found when appreciating works of art.

Shilok also stared at him quietly, but his eyes were not as gentle as when he stared at himself. On the contrary, they seemed to be looking at an ant that was about to be crushed to death, indifferent and cold and arrogant.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the Poseidon King's eyes suddenly condensed. The next moment, he burst into passionate love and crazy greed. He licked his lips and said loudly: "I am the supreme king of the Poseidon Clan, the most powerful person in the world. The great god, Poseidon, King of the Sea Gods, may I ask the lady’s name?”

Giggle.

As sharp laughter rang out, Shilok's branches trembled with laughter. After a moment, she came back to her senses and said in a frivolous tone: "The greatest god, my name is Shirok."

"Hyloc, although the name is very good, it is far less beautiful than your figure, let alone your pretty face. However, these are irrelevant." He looked at Sirok with a more greedy look, and said in a slightly trembling tone. : "Shirok, will you marry me and be my wife?"

In an instant, all of us were stunned by Poseidon's move, even Odachi was no exception.

After a moment, Odachi was the first to react. It commented on Poseidon in an incredible tone, saying: "Isn't this guy mentally ill?"

I came to my senses immediately afterwards and swallowed: "Maybe. I am really sick, and the illness is unclear, and there is no cure. And, I am sure of one thing."

"What's up?"

"This guy must be the one who gave the order to steal my fiancée. You may think he looks like a human, but in fact he is full of wretchedness and filth, and his peach-blossom eyes are full of greed, which cannot be concealed."

Odachi was silent for a long time, and then said seriously: "I completely agree with your statement."

Spitz came to his senses right after me, and he couldn't suppress a burst of laughter: "Hahahaha, this guy dared to propose to Shilok, hahahaha, someone dared to propose to her without overestimating his ability! I don't know. Is there something wrong with his brain, is he blinded by desire, or does he have some weird hobbies?"

"How bold! How dare you be so rude to His Majesty!" The dark-skinned man stood with a gun in his hand and said with a frosty face, "I, Khasura, will never allow such nonsense to exist!"

The dark-skinned man Khasura roared, holding the golden gun and charging towards Spitz.

"Hmph, you are not overestimating your capabilities." Spitz suddenly burst out with the momentum that a giant dragon should have. While shocking the audience, he grabbed the head of the golden gun with his right hand and accurately pinched it, then twisted it hard, and heard There was a crunching sound, and the golden spear that had always been invincible was twisted into a circle!

Then in the next moment, Spitz's left hand, which had already been clasped into a cone, shot out instantly, directly poking a hole in his chest.

The dark-skinned man lowered his head with difficulty and glanced at the stabbed chest with disbelief. Then his eyes became distracted and he collapsed to the ground, dying.