Chapter 138: ·The **** named Hades

The defeat of the Zeus side is already obvious. Although Zeus and others have been fighting hard, especially Hades, because of the long battle and no rest, his face is now dark. The blood has been covered with the curse of Blackrock, and even the death air of the Hades is even thinner... thanks to Hades' ability to control the death air of Hades, otherwise, there is no death air of Hades And, now Hades doesn’t talk about breathing out, but there is absolutely no possibility of fighting...
But no matter what, the final result does not seem to change much.
Because of the final pricing result of this battle, anyone can guess... Compared with Olympus, the gods are full of scars, and they are full of tired gods. Kronos' body didn't even show a more obvious wound...
"Can't continue to watch on the wall..."
Pandora said, looking dignified in front of the battle scene.
"The Olympus theocracy and the Titan theocracy are our enemies, but in contrast, both the degree of threat and the overall situation, the Titan theocracy is more threatening...if Olympus theocracy is like this If we lose directly, it is also not good news for us."
"I can understand what you mean..." After hearing Pandora's words, holding the Spartan Code in his hand, Rez's eyes were full of dignity. "But you should also be clear...not just me alone, the Spartans as a whole and the general public, they generally have no good feelings for this new divine power... The abominable stepson got all this under the guidance of Lord Hydera, but Charon revenge..."
Hearing Ritz’s words, Pandora nodded helplessly...as Ritz said, because of the chaos of Klinimian, the entire Spartan people are now hostile to this new power. ...In fact, this should not be the case, because in a sense, the purpose of both is the same-to overthrow the Titanic theocracy. But with the rebellion, this irreconcilable contradiction has been deeply rooted in the hearts of every citizen and soldier of Sparta with the spiritual network...
"You can't lose a big because of a small..." Although understandable, Pandora still said sensibly: "This is the battlefield, all the victories and failures, and even the escape should be prepared for the final victory... Our first enemy should be The Titanic Divine Power, and second, the abominable step-son."
While talking, looking at Ritz with a little hesitation in his face, Pandora sighed helplessly...he could understand Ritz's behavior. After all, whether it is Carla or his former best friend, their decay and depravity have an inseparable relationship with Zeus... But as the current governor of Sparta, Reitz is clearly emotionally harmful to the group like now. Interests and plans of your father’s adult.
Thinking about it, Pandora whispered: "If it is a father, it will certainly do so..."
Hearing Pandora's words, there was a little hesitant expression of Rez in Meiyu. Blinking, he immediately patted his bare head.
"Sorry...I was influenced by personal emotions to judge the Spartan collective interests..."
As he said, Ritz cast an apologetic look at Pandora. Receiving this sight of Ritz, Pandora was relieved...and at the same time couldn't help feeling, Ritz this guy... No wonder his father valued him so much.
And while Rez and Pandora were still talking, on the other side, Olympus theocracy was on the verge of collapse.
Looking at the huge sickle that once again broke through the sky, Zeus's face was full of obvious despair.
There is no hope...it is too much in absolute strength...with the power of the master level, plus the black stone sickle. Cronus's power is overwhelmingly stronger than them. Especially in the course of this battle, Zeus couldn't help but think about whether the destiny of people's mouth really came to him...if there is, then why, from the beginning to the present , His actions ended in failure...
From the very beginning, this was the case when I wanted to push "Homer" into the mire. Later, he wanted to inherit the heritage of Hydera, the most powerful country in the human world, when Spartan was under his command. Later, when I wanted to get help from my mother, it was the same...and now it is the same. It has been failing all the time, and even the battle of destiny, the battle of coronation destined for victory in this prophecy... is so desperate.
"What are you doing..." Hades' voice came from the side-as always indifferent. Like an iceberg, there is almost no emotion. He also rushed ahead from the beginning to the end of the fight, not worrying about how severe his injuries have been...
"Our journey has just begun...whether the destiny is right or wrong, we should all strive to survive... instead of lying on the ground."
As he said, Hades climbed up from the ground again... one of his arms was drooping weakly. Scarred, the armor was covered with blood that had dried up. Coupled with the coldness of temperament, it makes people feel chilling.
Sometimes...Zeus really feels that his big brother is more like the man chosen by destiny than he is.
On the other side, looking at Cronus in front of him, even Hades’ eyes could not help but circulate a gloomy but desperate and dignified repressed-from birth, from possession As the memory began, he was trapped in the dark stomach. He didn’t even have a chance to take a good look at this world... he didn’t want to die, let alone return to that dark place...
Even if you die, you never want to go back to that place! Hades, who had experienced that despair personally and was seriously wounded, knew that even if the battle was won, he might not be better off in the end.
But nothing more than death... but... what about?
At least death must become eternal darkness and despair! At least-their family members, do not have to suffer the same pain as themselves! ! !
Just as Hades strode forward strugglingly, a sound of neat footsteps suddenly came to the side and stared into a sky of grudge.
Then, a spear nailed the ground beside his feet.
"Pick it up."