Chapter 557: Temple of God of War

Portraits are not stone statues, but like projections, born in light.
I don't know if it is because the light is too dazzling, or the portrait is inherently blurry. Anyway, Li Zhenbang can't see the facial features of the portrait. He can only tell that this is a person wearing a golden armor and a red cloak behind him.
This person is very sulky when he sees this image, because the cloak can be handsome, but if he really wears a big cloak on the battlefield, then he won't be handsome. Of course, if you are far less powerful than yourself, when the cloak is waved, it is still very chic.
"Who awakened me from my deep sleep?" The projection spoke, his voice low and very magnetic.
"Can you change some other opening remarks? Too uncreative!" Li Zhenbang remained vigilant and didn't say a word, but Qiongqi spoke first in dissatisfaction.
The projection was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that someone would be so rude to him. Although he was only a projection of God, he represented the supreme God.
"Ignorant human beings, you will pay for your words!" The voice of the figure was slightly angry.
"Aren't you awake yet? Where do you see me resembling a human being?" Qiongqi curled his lips in disdain. The strength of this projection is not strong, and it is not a little bit different from his own before, so he looked down in his heart. he.
"Huh? Warcraft? How could Warcraft be able to wake me up? No, it's a summoned beast mage! I didn't expect that my God of War, Marris, was not awakened by a warrior. It turned out to be a summoned beast mage who awakened me. Could the warrior be sleeping in me? Isn't the time extinct?" The projection muttered to himself, but the sound reached everyone's ears clearly.
Hearing the projection, Li Zhenbang was a little confused. It's not that he didn't know who the projection was. On the contrary, Marris's name was like thunder, and that was a serious God of War.
Barrett, the of war revered by humans, is said to have been inherited from the Marais, so he became the of war.
"Didn't your position of have been passed down? How come you still exist?" Li Zhenbang really didn't understand.
It is said that as long as the position of the is passed on, it cannot be passed on to the next person, unless the person who accepts the inheritance takes the initiative to give up the position of the god. However, under normal circumstances, it should be the people who passed on to find the next successor, and there should be no inter-generational inheritance.
"How about the inheritance? Lao Tzu is the God of War, so powerful that he will nod and bow down when he sees me. Lao Tzu wants to find another heir, should he inform the previous heir?" He looked arrogant, but his tone was sullen.
Li Zhenbang has only seen a few things about the gods in books, and there are some hearsays that can’t be done true. Could it be true that what other people preached can be accurately said by God himself?
Li Zhenbang was just a little puzzled. The smell of gunpowder in Maris's tone was a bit heavy. Even if he said something wrong, he wouldn't make him angry, right?
"You summoned beast mages are really a bit hateful, isn't it just relying on the strength of the summoned beasts to be stronger? What's so great!" The projection mumbled softly, that is, Li Zhenbang's ears are a little better, otherwise you may not be able to hear clearly. .
Li Zhenbang couldn't help but cry and laugh, the summoned beast is stronger? These words can barely be used on myself, but when used on other summoned beast wizards in the mainland, I am afraid that everyone's jaws will fall.
You know that this is Marris, the supreme God of War that the warriors once admired. He actually admitted in disguise that the summoned beast mage was strong, and it seemed that he had suffered the loss of the summoned beast mage. This is really incredible.
"Dear Maris, I don't know if you are planning to find another heir? Is there a suitable candidate for the time being? If not, I can recommend it for you?" Li Zhenbang's eyes rolled, and his mind was drawn.
"Humph! Do you think I will find a summoned beast mage as the heir?" Maris glanced at Li Zhenbang and snorted coldly.
"You misunderstood, I didn't say it was me! I will find you a strong warrior who is righteous. I am selfless and do not ask for anything in return. Of course, if you want to thank me and give me a little something, I will also I am grateful for you, sing praises to you, and spread your glorious image throughout the mainland."
"A warrior of the Eight Classics? Humph, the people who are with your Summoned Beast Mage are not good things!" Maris is obviously full of prejudice against the Summoned Beast Mage, and accordingly has no good feelings for Li Zhenbang.
"Don't be too busy to deny it? Think about it. How many years have you been waiting here? Has anyone come? I'm the only one for so many years? If you chase me away as soon as you come up, why not Do you want to wait for countless years? Now there is a good opportunity in front of you. The inheritors can't be careless. If you don't trust others, how bad your reputation and face will be?"
Maris' face changed, and the golden light on her body became more intense. Li Zhenbang didn't know that he accidentally stabbed Maris in the sore spot again.
The reason why Maris re-searched for heirs again was precisely because the heirs he chose took the initiative to abandon the position of God of War and gave up his belief in himself. In other words, the God of War that is now believed in on the mainland is not the real God of War, and he has given up the position of God of War.
Originally this was unforgivable, but Marris chose to endure it, and he decided to look for an inheritor again. Of course, he would naturally not tell Li Zhenbang these things. One was because it was simply a shame to him, and how could he tell a mortal thing about another god.
"Although potential and strength are important in choosing an heir, I think the most important thing is character. If the character is not good, it is a big taboo. My friend has a good character and a poor character. But I don’t make friends with any of them. Do you think I’m good or not?" Li Zhenbang looked at Maris with respectful eyes and a smile on his face.
"Uh...this..." Maris was stunned for a moment. He couldn't pick up the words for a while, and the handing over went against his will. If he didn't hand over, he would become a bad character.
When Maris was in a dilemma, Li Zhenbang continued to speak: "I will call someone out for you to see. If you find it suitable, you will bother to cultivate it."
"If you don’t look good, just give us something that you don’t look good. We will turn around and leave without interrupting you. Not only that, but we will preach everywhere that you gave these treasures. What do you think?"
"We never know each other, and you are not my heirs, why should I give you something?" Maris is not a fool, he can hear Li Zhenbang's words clearly, and he won't do this kind of trade at a loss.
"If you don't give it, it's okay. After we go out, we will say that we have found the temple of Marris, but the temple is empty, cleaner than the beggar's face. We left empty-handed." Li Zhenbang shrugged, looking very Helpless.
"You threatened me? But after you went out, you said that you found my temple, but got nothing. Do you think anyone will believe it?" Maris' voice was a little cold and turned to look at Li Zhenbang.
Li Zhenbang felt a little tight in his body and a little dry in his throat. Marris is the God of War, even if this is only a projection of the God of War, but it also possesses the will of God, how can he easily contend with a mortal.
However, Li Zhenbang is a strong-willed person after all, and he forced a smile and said: "I don't dare. But your words remind me that the stone of this temple looks good, especially the load-bearing pillars. Some of them should be enough to remove. Prove that what I said is true."
Maris was a little stunned. This Li Zhenbang was already at such a disadvantage, he even dared to think of demolishing his temple? If this load-bearing column were torn down, wouldn't the temple become a flowery frame, and it might collapse with a single push.
"Wang!" Just when Maris was so angry that he was about to take action on Li Zhenbang, Qiongqi roared, and the surface of his body was enveloped by black light. If Marris changes slightly, he will attack Marris on stage.
Qiongqi had discovered Li Zhenbang's strangeness, and this undeclared war by Marris made Qiongqi very annoyed. He now feels like a tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by a dog, and Longyou was caught in a shrimp scene in shallow water.
If you put it in the past, let alone a small projection with a small amount of spiritual knowledge, even if the deity of Maris comes, it can only be his meal.
It's a pity that his current strength is sealed, and he can't show it at all. It is not easy to deal with the divine consciousness with his current strength, but he was once a fierce beast after all, and there is still a way.
"You, a little monster, dare to yell at the great God of War Marris, do you want to live?" Marris gave Qiongqi a fierce look.
In his cognition, Qiongqi should be frightened by this look. He has divine consciousness, even a little, but it is also the will of God. How can God’s will be ordinary people or monsters? Can easily contend.
But what he didn't expect was that instead of kneeling down and begging for mercy with his tail tucked in, Qiongqi's eyes were full of bloodthirsty desires. He seemed to be very interested in his consciousness. The feeling was like being killed by a hunter. The same as the prey.
"Asshole, since you don't want to live anymore, then I will kindly send you a ride!" Maris raised the epee in his hand and pointed at Qiongqi.
A golden light shot directly from the epee, and black cracks appeared where the golden light passed. This blow was not an ordinary attack. The attack contained divine consciousness, including the might of heaven and earth, and the space had already been broken.
"Is this the power of the gods?" Li Zhenbang looked shocked, and stared at the golden light unblinkingly. This blow was not directed at him, but he felt unprecedented pressure, and he was already a little breathless. Out of anger.