Chapter 213: The Power of the Gods

The expression on Odysseus' face did not change at all, as if he did not see any signs of the drowning mountain being boiled and evaporated.

"How can a sourceless fire compete with my drowning, but it is only a stubborn resistance, and it will last for a long time!"

Every drop of drowning, if all the water contained in it is decomposed, can turn into an ocean. Nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of drowning is equivalent to nine hundred and ninety-nine endless seas melting into one furnace, and the surging water vapor can burst any flame in this world.

Bang!

The Ancient Flame Demon was directly submerged in the water vapor in the sky, and under the fluorescence of the clay bowl, these water vapors quickly condensed into water droplets, and finally the nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of the drowning mountain were still intact.

"It's just a descendant of an ancient demon god, kneel down in the glory of the gods!"

Thousands of rays of light emanated, forming a pillar of light to shine on Illidan's body, and the blazing demonic flames looked sluggish in this pillar of light.

This divine light contains a powerful bewitching power, and those who are shrouded will have thoughts of converting to the faith from the bottom of their hearts.

"Light of Temptation, give me a surrender!"

Illidan's body stiffened in the air, the demon patterns on his body completely disappeared, and even the skull of the demon god in his hand was silent, like an ordinary skeleton. If its eyes are not obscured by strips of cloth, it will see signs of confusion in its eyes.

Woowoo...... Woowoo......

A wave that obscured the sky appeared from the horizon and crashed against the Peloponnese, and then a mournful cry was heard.

As if stimulated by the voice, Illidan suddenly regained consciousness and struggled to break free from the light of temptation.

"The tomb of the demon god actually took the initiative to emerge from the endless sea, could it be that this descendant of the demon god is the spokesperson of the demon god in this life?"

Although the demon god has fallen, the power of the demon god has been passed down through the ages. Every century, there will be a spokesperson chosen by the demon god, who or they will inherit the power of the demon god and spread the horror of the demon god, so that the heavens and the universe will always remember the prestige of the demon god after countless years.

Although Illidan regained his strength, he completely lost the will to fight Odysseus, leaving the control of Gaunt in his hands, and directly controlled the skull of the demon god and fled towards the depths of the endless sea.

Odysseus did not hinder him, unless he had the power of the gods, it was impossible to tear through the space and escape from this closed continent.

He turned his gaze back to the army at his feet, looking at the beast soul warriors who had beast souls in their bodies, and had great power but did not establish a statue of faith in their souls at all.

"So many heresies, it is simply an unforgivable sin, I did not expect that the Spartan fell, but left a hidden scourge in this backward country. ”

In a flash of thought, everything in the Peloponnese was seen through, and feeling the breath of the source of pain in the sacred city of Sparta, Odysseus finally showed a smug smile, as long as Annedora was captured, he would be able to obtain supreme merit.

But before that, he wanted to subdue these beast soul warriors in front of him first. Believers who have no faith but have great power, even the gods have a greedy desire to plunder.

"Humble human, my name is passed down in the epic, I am the great Odysseus!"

The sound of grandeur and majesty spread throughout the Peloponnese, especially on the battlefield, and when they heard it, their hearts beat violently, and their minds showed signs of confusion.

Odysseus actually wanted to use the divine power of temptation to convert all the beast soul warriors into believers in him in one go.

In the center of the Spartan Divine City, in a golden temple, a girl with a beautiful face that even the gods are crazy, sitting quietly on a magnificent bed, her waist-length black hair scattered casually on the field, showing a quiet beauty.

The beautiful eyes with lowered eyelids suddenly blinked, and the hollow and godless eyes bloomed with unprecedented brilliance, like the most beautiful treasure in the world, and even the light of the sun god was to be obscured.

"My man...... You're finally back with me......"

The door of the temple, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened, and in the amazement of all the priests and believers, Pandora, who was as beautiful as a goddess, exuded infinite charm and walked out.

"Sparta!"

Suddenly, a roar of rage pierced the sky, awakening all the beast soul warriors who were about to be confined to chaos.

It was Gaunt, and the madness in his heart could not be resisted even by the light of temptation cast by the gods.

"Where did the homeless man run out, he didn't look in the mirror to see what he looked like, he wore a coarse cloth and a short beat, and he came out to mix with a tattered clay bowl, and the urinal used by this king is pure gold, so quickly kneel down and kowtow three times, and give you the urinal that carries the king's noble imperial urine, and let you go back to worship your ancestors for eight lifetimes!"

Arthur Evans jumped up directly from the sedan chair and pointed at Odysseus in the sky with a burst of foul language, to see where the spooping posture still had the demeanor of a king.

Odysseus was scolded for the smoke, and he choked in his throat for a long time and couldn't spit it out, and finally he couldn't help but roar, and the clay bowl in his hand smashed directly without any fancy fancy.

Although it did not exert any power, the clay bowl was a sacred weapon used by the gods, and although it was inconspicuous, it also weighed a thousand pounds, and if it fell like this, it was equivalent to a mountain, and if it was implemented, even steel would be crushed.

Seeing the clay bowl smashed from overhead, Arthur Evans screamed, and immediately used his hands and feet together, and climbed down from the sedan chair without shame. Although he speaks wildly, it does not mean that he is a fool. On the contrary, he knew very well in his heart the strength of this rough-looking man, which was a true god that even the descendants of the ancient demon gods had to retreat.

At the same time as the clay bowl fell, Gaunt and Lyktans tried their best to meet it at the same time, although they knew that their strength was insufficient, but they did not hesitate. The land left behind by the men they believed in was to be guarded by their own strength.

Burst!

A mouthful of Lyktans' blood spurted out, and the dark red blood was clearly crushed with pieces of flesh, and his internal organs were immediately severely wounded by the impact, and all bones showed signs of shattering.

The iron-armed giant that Gaunt incarnated was even more miserable, the tendons that were exposed and tougher than steel bars crumbled and broken one by one, like a tattered piece of flesh falling from the sky.

"Foolish human, tremble under the power of God!"

The infinite divine power came to the top, and everyone in the audience only felt that their bodies were pressed against a mountain, and their feet trembled and they couldn't help but fall to their knees.

At the same time, the thought of wanting to be sincere in their hearts continued to impact their will like a tide, if it weren't for the fact that every beast soul warrior had the experience of fighting with the beast soul, and the will was far more tenacious than ordinary people, they would all fall to their knees and obey sincerely.

"You were once a human being, what qualifications do you have to be high and insult the dignity of human beings!"

Lyktans uttered with difficulty, he had bitten off his tongue by this time, and his body continued to let out overwhelmed moans, but he never fell, like an indomitable war spirit, standing in front of the mighty acolyte.

Lyktans' face turned pale, as if his dignity had been seriously compromised. His large, rough hand slowly reached out towards Lyktans.

Click!

Lyktans's body shook, and there was a clear sound of bones breaking, and as Lyktans's five fingers gradually came together, the sound of his body became louder and louder, as if there was an invisible force, crushing every bone in his body little by little.

"Roar!"

The bloodied iron-armed giant once again rose from the corpse, with broken flesh in his mouth, and threw himself at Odysseus desperately, the mad flames burning in his eyes, even if the body was completely destroyed and the soul was destroyed, it would tear off a piece of flesh from the enemy in front of him.

Odysseus didn't even look at it, and directly pressed the void with his palm, and the iron-armed giant was completely suppressed in an unwilling roar.

"This is the power of God, even if it is an unyielding will, mortals will never be able to overcome this eternal gap!"

Rumble!

The last bone of Lyktans's body was also crushed, and the whole person was like rotten flesh that had lost its support, and although his will still existed, his body had no strength, like a rag, and he was allowed to be ravaged by Odysseus.

"Hahaha, unwilling wail, I want you to watch me, kill all these stupid people you guard, and tempt all the powerful warriors into my followers. ”

Odysseus roared arrogantly: "It is rumored that Annedora is the most beautiful woman in the heavens and the gods created, and in this case, I will humiliate and play with his woman under the idol of that Spartan, so that the stupid Spartans will not be able to rest in the underworld!"

"Odysseus, your time of death is come! not even death can save you!"

A voice traveled through the eternal void and descended on the Peloponnese.

Hearing this voice, even Odysseus had a look of disbelief on his face, and the clay bowl in his hand slammed into a certain position in the air, as if to destroy the entire space.

Bang!

The space collapsed, tearing open a gap as black as ink, accompanied by the wails of countless dead, and a rich dead qi permeated from it.

"My soul cannot be drowned even by the River Styx, I have crawled out of the realm of the dead as a vengeful ghost, and all sinners who have harmed my relatives and my country will suffer the punishment of eternal pain under the fire of vengeance!"

A burly man with a naked body and bulging muscles stepped out of the gap, and behind him, a middle-aged man with a rough face protected the delicate princess.

"My brothers, my subjects, I am back!"

The voice was calm, but it contained irresistible power, which reached the ears of every believer in the Peloponnese like a miracle.