Chapter 144: ·Advent

With the subsequent reinforcements of the Zeus side and the Spartan side, the next battle completely entered a stage of intense heat.
The colorful magic left a gorgeous trace in the air. The Titan heirs and gods who had been secretly added to the Olympus theocratic power completely exploded in this battle. Because like before they came here, Nikki told them-if they lose, they will also suffer liquidation.
"We will win!"
Nikki shouted, not choosing to stay in the safe rear. For a long period of dormancy, as the ancestors who removed Hydera and Hydera, they first came into contact with the gods of the power of faith. The reason why other Titan heirs could know this power so quickly was inseparable from Niki's secret contact-she was not a short-sighted little woman, and after knowing the power of faith, she did not choose to monopolize. Because she knew that she did not have this qualification...
Simply, she contacted the heirs and gods who had long been unhappy with Titan's theocratic powers. After deliberation and preparation, they divided up all places outside the Peloponnesian Peninsula where humans live. As the leader of this matter, Nikki naturally chooses Athens as one of them. As for the heirs of the Titans who were blinded by lard because of greed, it became the ghost of Nikki's sword...
Thanks to this power, the current Niki has already reached the upper stage of the gods in terms of strength. Regardless of the aura of the upper god, just the few words that Nikki shouted when he debuted again, already cut off all the possibilities of Nikki's retreat...
But the severity of the war is often unexpected. In particular, the protagonist of this war is the wrathful Cronus-what the ordinary Titan heirs can get to, it's just an itch that hurts nothing. Their attack was more of a joke when facing Kronos. Especially those Titan gods whose origin attribute is similar to Cronus, under the double suppression of rank and attribute, they can't even break Cronus' skin.
What is different from them is that every attack of Kronos will set off a storm of blood...
Since the birth of this world, the gods that have fallen together may not be more than half of today's day. The Titan gods of different shapes rushed to Cronus with crimson eyes, with a lot of fear in their eyes, but they had cut off all the escape routes behind them. After receiving this betrayal, even if they survived this war, when faced with liquidation, Cronus will crush their souls by hand.
And now, even if it is dead, at least the soul can still exist, the source can still exist. As long as it wins in the end, it will be able to use its origin as a medium like Okeanos, thereby depositing its own soul.
Feeling the fearless attack of the Titan heirs, Cronus gave an angry roar. The broad forehead was covered with beating green muscles, and his eyes were filled with obvious rage. Tearing the clouds, this voice spread throughout the world under the influence of its will.
Looking in the direction of the roar, the aboriginal people of the golden age couldn't help but cast their eyes in awe. Not just humans, birds, beasts. All bowed down in fear. The fear called the King of Pantheon flowed through their blood. The ignorant indigenous people can feel the anger of the giant, the panicked blood in their bodies. However, without any power, they can only lie on the ground and pray silently, hoping that they can anger...
"I will reshape this filthy, chaotic, disorderly-world that disobeys me!" Cronus waved suddenly, holding a sickle. The surging winds washed the world. The mountains collapsed and the forest was thought to be flat. "But pray! I will smash your source and throw your soul into the unending river of fire-enjoy that, the torture of eternal life!!!"
As he said, he punched down. He smashed the heir of the Titan son who exposed his fangs into meat.
"You will know-who is the real king of all gods!!!"
With that, he fell. Cobweb-like cracks appeared in the solid and stable land. A storm of ether was brewing in the air around him. It was like a sharp energy storm like a knife, and even a supernatural deity like Nikki couldn't help feeling a pain. The moment when the white wings were closed, there were countless scars.
This is especially true of the Spartan side. Under Hydera's operation, it was only his people who enjoyed the power of faith. This also led to Sparta being far less powerful than Olympus in terms of theocracy, but in terms of quality, each of them reached the upper mid-level. In this case, in this battle, as a high-end family power, they naturally enjoy the high-standard treatment of Cronus.
Especially in the state of Kronos' anger, it was barely able to be regarded as an anxious battle and quickly turned to one-sided. The scythe waved, and a large block of gods lost their lives, and the flesh shattered. The despair called the Lord God shrouded everyone's heart. Even Nikki is now seriously injured. The white gold silk white robe was covered with large blood stains. In order to protect his body, one of the wide wings was blocked by the storm.
Waxing behind Pandora's right arm like a cumbersome wax, Nikki did not hesitate, but ripped it off. Looking at the body, even the wound has been completely healed, there is no fatigued Cronus after the slightest injury, the blue eyes are full of haze that day-she does not resent why she is the one who bears the fate. Embarrassed, but where is constantly thinking, what exactly can win.
Flying in the air, Harpy evaded every blade of wind that was trapped in the air. The elegant figure is like a lady who has been dancing in the air. Lengao Gaojie's face is full of sharpness and dignity-she is the one with the fewest words among the clan, but also the one with the most sensitive mind.
In the storm full of scarlet, mixed with the minced meat of her clan-the biggest one of the compression damage, then it is more than it... from the beginning to the present, the damage of her clan has exceeded 70% of the heyday ......The remaining 30% also include 20% of those young children who are far away in Sparta city...
It’s not sad, because compared to these, she is always arrogant and always thinks that she is the most trustworthy sister of Brother Hydera... Therefore, she must not let her brother down!
"Damn flies!"
It was a very cold voice. With this sound, a sickle came from the sky-the wind pressure around the body was firmly fixed by the surging etheric energy, just like an ant that fell into the mud, and even moved for a moment, for Harper It's all a kind of extravagance-"Is it over?"
Harpieu thought with some sadness... "I really want to look at it again, brother's heroic attitude..."
but.
The expected death did not come. Over the stagnant wind pressure, it was a wheel of flame.
And those who resounded the entire sky-the stern long cry of hating birds!
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Today I rushed to the train to go home on May 1st. I put on the shelves in the early morning and burst into five shifts... But when to upload Wuchang completely depends on when the train gets home... There is no charger on the train, the capacity of the computer battery A chapter should be the limit.
Don't forget to cast your monthly ticket on the shelves! I, the student party, spent all the precious May Day holidays at home to code!