Chapter 141: The Last Fight (2nd Update)

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In the red glow of battle intent and killing aura in the sky, the metallic sonorous voice of Oripontide was heard: "Kratos, my bloody battle banner still lacks a strong soul of a leading force, as long as I kill you, I can completely complete this magic tool." When the time comes, with the power of the war spear, I will be able to comprehend the war god to a deeper level, and even if the evil gods of the underworld descend in person, they will not be able to match me...... I am the strongest existence on the continent!"

The Spartan War Spear is a weapon of a hundred battles from the ancestors of Leonidas, capable of transforming the battle spirit of the heart into substance. As long as the unyielding person holds it, he will be able to have invincible power.

Rios unleashed his fighting spirit and was able to smash the city walls with a single sword, sweeping the battlefield unstoppable.

As an invincible powerhouse commanding a 10,000-strong army, Oripontide has experienced countless battles and killings, and his fighting spirit is ten times stronger than that of Rios, coupled with the blessing of the Spartan war spear, the power reflected in the red light of the sky is so powerful that it can almost kill everything!

Countless swords, daggers, spears, axes, bows and arrows and other weapons condensed by battle intent flooded the giant's body like a tide, and the indestructible edge sliced through the skin and broke into the flesh, constantly cutting bones that were harder than metal.

Believers in Ares, the god of war, are invincible on the battlefield, capable of transforming their fighting spirit into strength and destroying all enemies who stand in the way of the advance of the battle flag.

The former general of Tirins, who comprehended Hercules' supernatural powers, gave birth to the spirit of the five internal organs, and incarnated as an invincible giant, was invincible to the infinite fighting spirit of Eury Pontitus, and finally could only abandon his army and country, and fled alone in humiliation.

Looking at the giant body that was overwhelmed by the power of battle intent, but still standing and tenaciously supported, Eury Pontide couldn't help but be surprised, because even Iphicles couldn't support it for so long without taking a step back.

"This man doesn't know what other power he has, it seems to be even stronger than Iphicles, I must kill him on the spot, otherwise he will definitely become my henchman in the future!"

Thinking of this, Eury Pontide no longer kept, the Spartan spear in his hand flipped over, aimed at Kratos's head, and suddenly projected out.

Kratos' right eyeball was throbbing, and he suddenly looked up, and immediately saw an indestructible cold light shooting towards his right eye.

Seventy thousand qi and blood condensed into one strand!

The body of a giant, standing up to the sky!

Muscles explode and power doubles!

Nemea fist glove, smash everything!

Kratos burst out with his strongest power at this moment, and the terrifying qi and blood almost tore the space apart, and the punch without any fancy punches went straight to the sky, colliding with the Spartan war spear again.

"Oripontide, even if I kill you a hundred times, it won't eliminate the resentment in my heart!"

Kratos' giant body slammed out of the chaotic airflow, one of his arms blown off, leaving only a piece of blood to spare. The severed elbow of the bone was hideous, and the remaining hand was grabbing towards Eury Pontide with infinite hatred, and the fingers that were like pillars had blocked all the room that could be moved, and under the traction of the qi engine, even a wisp of dust could not escape through the gap between the fingers.

"How is this possible, your qi and blood power is actually stronger than Iphicles, at least 70,000 horsepower, even if it is Hercules, it is impossible to have such a level of qi and blood!"

Eury Pontide was shocked, and he pushed the battle intent in his heart to the extreme, and the spear in his hand erupted with a brilliant cold light, piercing the huge hand that shrouded it into a thousand holes.

Burst!

Kratos' eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he decisively mutilate himself, his entire wrist exploding with devastating power.

"A madman, he actually mutilated his body and detonated his qi and blood, such a huge loss, even if he comprehended the Hercules supernatural power, it would be difficult to compensate for it!"

Oripontide escaped from the turmoil of the explosion with the power of the Spartan spear, but his body could not hide the heavy injuries, and even the original sharp battle intent had traces of wavering.

Oripontide couldn't help but turn his head, wanting to glance at the giant behind the continuous self-mutilation, but then he saw a figure wrapped in strange black qi, which radiated from the scattered qi and blood in the sky, and rushed towards him.

"Taste what it's like to be entangled in endless pain!"

Kratos grabbed the spear stabbed at him with one hand, and pressed down on Oripontide's body with the other, and the black qi that had been accumulated in his body for a long time instantly burst out.

"Ah, what kind of power is this...... Source of pain, you have actually opened the closed box of the gods!"

Eroding by the power of the source of pain, Eury Pontide kept roaring, but no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free from his body.

Hercules' power was originally known for its great strength, and at this time, Eury Pontide suffered from painful torture, and his fighting spirit was constantly shaken, and his strength was greatly reduced, and he could not resist Kratos's infinite power.

"Heresy, my fighting spirit is unshakable, and under the gaze of the god of war, I am eternally undefeated!"

"Hmph, nothing lasts forever, even the glory of the gods will always be darkened one day!"

Kratos continuously shook the muscles of his body, squeezing the power of qi and blood to the extreme, and shattering Oripontide's battle intent.

Under his intention, the aftermath of the power fell outside the city, and a large number of Spartan soldiers were crushed to pieces, with limbs and arms cut off in a moment, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Blood soul deprivation, make up for yourself!

These Spartan soldiers were all strong and vigorous, far from ordinary humans, and Kratos swallowed them all into his abdomen, and the wear and tear of his body was greatly compensated.

No matter how fierce and powerful Eury Pontide is, he can only resist Kratos's violent entanglement like a raging storm.

Infused by the blood soul, Lyktans, Gaunt and others, as well as the Mycenaean soldiers, all relieved themselves, let out an unyielding roar, and took the initiative to attack the Spartan army, and for a while, the entire battlefield once again fell into chaos and slaughter.

Countless people have died on the battlefield, and emotions such as madness, bloodlust, fear, and resentment have been catalyzed to the extreme on the battlefield, making these resentful spirits full of negative emotions entangled together to form a resentment that rises to the sky.

Two entangled figures fell from the sky, and hundreds of soldiers from both countries were torn to shreds by the powerful impact.

Oripontide's face was distorted, his spear was held in both hands and was desperately resisting the tremendous force that came from the top, the ground on his back could not withstand the pressure, and his body fell into it inch by inch.

"Die!"

Kratos roared, and his body shook violently again, trying to completely blast the enemy in front of him with pure violence.

But at this moment, Kratos's body suddenly cracked, and the muscles twisted like steel cables were finally overwhelmed under the continuous explosion, and the broken tendons and flesh burst out, and the powerful strength instantly poured out for thousands of miles.

Ori Pontide seized the opportunity and kicked Kratos away.

But Kratos is extremely ferocious, all the muscles of his arms are broken and he can't use them, but he doesn't retreat at all, and his legs burst out again, biting directly at the opponent's neck.

The two were like beasts, fighting each other, and their teeth, knees and other parts became deadly weapons.

Oripontide used the Spartan spear as a wrestling stick to knock Kratos down, and immediately took the opportunity to pull back, his hair disheveled, and he looked at Kratos with rapid breath, his red eyes spewing flames of annoyance.

Kratos had his back to the ground, and the feeling of exhaustion continued to hit his nerves like a tidal wave, and as long as he slackened a little, he would be drowned, and his whole body would be scattered and he would pass out.

His gaze couldn't help but cross the sky, and he found that he didn't know when, the black qi of death had eroded in front of him, as if it would not be long before the entire heaven and earth would be swallowed by the death qi.

Kratos let out a frantic roar in his throat, and the whole person slammed away.

Oripontide was also exhausted at this time, and his originally sharp movements became sluggish, and as soon as he swung his spear, he was knocked into Kratos' arms.

Ori Pontide grabbed Kratos by the neck with his spear and strangled him to the ground, but the latter didn't care at all, just trampled his legs in the air continuously, and kept rushing towards him in the air.

"Dirty heretic, what do you want to do!"

Oripontide also noticed the strangeness behind him at this time, and he turned his head sideways and swept away with his afterglow, and immediately saw the dead air full of the wailing of resentful spirits.

The two of them slammed into the dead air, and the evil aura penetrated through their limbs, and every inch of fresh flesh was corroded and festered.

The original bloody battlefield under his feet was replaced by an eerie and terrifying scene, with countless immortal monsters all over the mountains, and there was no edge in sight.

In the depths of the army of the underworld, there are pillars of black light rising into the sky, and the rich dead qi seems to be the pillar that supports the rift between the human world and the underworld, and the endless dead qi gushes out of it, constantly spreading to every corner of the Peloponnese continent.

The black pillar of light was actually made up of countless steps, rising in a spiral shape one by one, and it was really a staircase passage connecting the underworld and the human world.

"Seeing that there is no heresy, it is all your sin, it is you who have opened the rift of doom and sent the army of the underworld into the world...... You're the culprit in it all!"

Kratos' cold voice came: "In that case, I'm going to put an end to this." ”

At this time, Oripontide also smelled Kratos's intentions, and he couldn't help but have a frightened look on his face.

He slammed desperately, but the strength against himself did not loosen at all, and the force of the impact became stronger and stronger.

As the black pillar of light got closer and closer, a strong aura of death blew in, and both of them couldn't help but stand covered in sweat, as if the blade of death was hanging from their necks to harvest life.

"Stupid heretic, with your current broken body, you can't shake the ladder of the underworld!"