Hercules has advanced to the rank of the god of nature, with the power of the law of Hercules, a body of divine power twisted into a force, the power of hand-to-hand combat far exceeds the ordinary god of nature, and after the previous battle with the souls of the ancient gods, the will and divine power are unprecedentedly unified, the power is boundless, and ordinary nature gods can't even withstand his full blow.

Click, click!

Under the contact of fists and claws, Hercules's face immediately burst into hideous green tendons, and his body continued to make clicking moans, and he only lasted for three breaths, and finally couldn't support it, and the whole person flew out directly upside down with a muffled snort.

The Nemean lion was not indifferent, its outstretched claws were knocked back, and the area where it touched the fist was visibly red and swollen.

"O god as weak as ants, what is it that gives you the courage to come and provoke Nemea!"

Nemoa let out a mocking roar, Hercules was already seriously injured although he barely took the blow, and Nemea's claw was not full force, if it burst out with all its strength, I am afraid that a single blow could tear Hercules to pieces.

As soon as its words fell, its eyes suddenly closed, and as soon as his eyelids fell, an arrow burning with black demonic energy went in front of it, and the arrow grazed the tough eyelids, barely exploding the entire eyeball.

Nemea's skin all over his body, his muscles and bones are not broken, the blood of the King of Warcraft makes his body far more than the immortal god body of ordinary true gods, only the eyes are the weakness that is exposed, Kratos seized the opportunity of a moment to shoot the magic arrow decisively, but he didn't expect it to be just the result of scratching his eyelids.

Roar!

Nemea let out a roar of rage, leaving Hercules aside and lunging straight at Kratos, a terrifying force that would collapse even a sacred mountain and overturn the vast sea.

Kratos took a deep breath, and the body of the evil god changed to the extreme, and collided with Nemea with his huge and invincible body, and the terrifying collision force tore the surrounding chaotic qi to shreds, and even the space showed a trace of cracking.

Nemea's body stopped with a slight shock, but Kratos retreated two times, and the strength of both sides was superior.

The eyes of the Nemea lion could not help but appear with human surprise, it did not expect that in such a short time, the humble Spartan, who had seen itself in a hurry and fled in a hurry, and did not even dare to touch it, would now be able to fight it head-on, and he only had a slight advantage.

Kratos's body shook and suddenly disappeared, and when he saw this situation, the Nemea lion immediately erected his fur, and his keen wild perception was used to the extreme, but he could only capture a trace of vague breath, and he couldn't really find Kratos's location.

Suddenly, Kratos appeared directly behind Nemea, straddled its back, and clenched his hands together to form a heavy fist, slamming it into the head from top to bottom.

Boom!

The fist and the head collided, making a dull sound, and even Nemoa couldn't help but feel dizzy with Venus in her eyes.

It let out an angry roar, and with a jolt of its body threw Kratos off its back, quickly turning around and opening its bloody jaws to tear the Spartan who dared to ride on it to shreds on the spot.

Kratos jumped, once again using his magic skills and disappeared into the void, and when he reappeared, the body of the evil god actually had two more heads and two pairs of arms.

This is the ability of the 23rd-ranked demon god Aini, this demon god was born with three heads and three pairs of arms, and now Kratos has blessed this ability on the body of the evil god, and the ability to fight in close combat has increased by more than two percent.

Kratos's body held the holy weapon of Anan carved in one hand and the jade in the other, and the two extra hands, one holding the Spartan war spear, the other holding the clay bowl and the mountain of nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of drowning.

The two sides fought together again, both sides were almost immortal bodies, without any fancy abilities, just a head-on collision of strength, whoever couldn't hold on first would be the loser.

The Nemea lion took the initiative to hit head-on, and the clay bowl was knocked out, and fine cracks could be faintly seen in mid-air.

The drowning mountain fell, crushing one of Nemea's legs, allowing Nemoa to muster all his strength, and for a moment he could not break free from it, and his body was dragged down, and he could only watch the Spartan spear stab at him.

Poof!

The Spartan spear pierced half of the spearhead, and was unable to advance an inch due to heavy resistance, and just as Kratos was about to increase his strength, the Nemea lion finally pulled his leg out of the drowning mountain, and swung his front paws without warning, taking away a bowl-sized blood hole in Kratos's chest, if it were not for the protection of the power of the shaped jade, I am afraid that the heart would have been pulled out entirely.

Solomon's Key quickly turned the page, and one demon god jumped out of it, and finally a full 15 demon gods surrounded Nemea, and launched a fierce siege led by Kratos.

At this time, Hercules also relieved himself, he carefully watched the changes on the scene, and his whole body continued to accumulate divine power, waiting for the critical moment to burst out and give the enemy a fatal blow.

"Damn Spartan, do you think that if you have more people, you will be able to defeat me? I am a descendant of the great primordial god, the descendant of the demon Typhon, born at the beginning of the Silver Age, whose fate runs through the whole world, how can you cut off my endless destiny with your humble late god!"

Kratos waved all the holy weapons in his hand at the same time, barely resisting Nemea's attack, and said meaningfully: "The river is destined to stay from the high to the low, and if there is a reef on the way that should not exist, the orderly river will be smashed to pieces, and thousands of drops of water will leave its original trajectory, even if only one drop does not fall to the destined position, the fate has changed." ”

"What!"

Kratos's words were incomprehensible, but the Nemea lion sounded like a lightning strike, and at this moment, an unprecedented throbbing rose from the bottom of its heart, and it didn't want to jump up quickly, but it couldn't dodge it, and was smashed on the back by a heavy fist.

Hercules had been saving for a long time, and suddenly saw that Nemoa was startled for some reason, and his movements were momentarily sluggish, and he didn't want to directly burst out with all his strength, and was smashed down by the fist wrapped in Nemea's fist.

Click!

Hercules' hand and Nemea's back made a sound of bones shattering, but Hercules ignored it and turned over and rode directly onto Nemea's back. This time he learned the lesson of Kratos being knocked down, and directly dragged the gloves away, grabbing them with his bare hands, regardless of the sharp skin.

A pair of palms were pierced by dozens or hundreds of hairs, and blood continued to flow out, but Hercules still did not let go, and at the same time, his feet were also clamped around Nemea's body, no matter how Nemea vibrate, he still refused to come down.

Taking advantage of Nemea's restraining by Hercules, Kratos finally began to chant: "Eternal destiny, which carries the souls of all beings, from the past to the future, I deprive Nemea of his past and present, in the name of the child of fate, and binds his future to Hercules." ”

Nemoa suddenly felt that her originally clear and undoubted fate began to become hazy, and the weight on it was getting heavier and heavier, and she couldn't help but have a premonition in her heart, if she couldn't break free from the person on her back at this time, I am afraid that she would have to endure this endless oppression forever.

"The blood burns, and the power of the demon ancestor Typhon is stimulated!"

Nemoa suddenly let out a roar that broke the cauldron, and the blood veins in her whole body burned in an instant, and the secrets hidden in the deepest part of the bloodline were completely released at this moment.

Hercules was the first to bear the burden, he only felt that there was no piece of his body intact, but his will was always tenacious. He clearly knows that if he lets go at this time, the future that he has so hard grasped will be lost.

Seeing Nemea's best efforts, Kratos continued to chant as an inconspicuous wooden thorn emerged from his hand and stabbed at Nemea's remaining front paw.

The Wooden Thorn was unhindered and pierced the front paw, and Kratos then twisted the hand holding the Wooden Thorn and cut off Nemea's remaining front paw.

"Ah...... Spartan, how dare you...... What the hell is this thing that can actually harm my immortal body!"

Kratos looked coldly at the roaring Nemea, and gave it the right to learn the truth before dying: "This is the glimmer of life that the World Tree has passed down to the present day, the flame of my vengeance has awakened it from the sinking of fate, and now it wants to drink the blood of its enemies to restore its former glory, and now, I call it the Sword of Olympus!"

As if Kratos' voice was heard, the inconspicuous wooden thorn burned into a bright red flame, as if it had been in the hands of the ancient human ancestor Yan, completely radiating unprecedented power.

Feasted on the blood of Nemeana inherited from the ancient Titans, the branches of the World Tree seemed to be nourished by the heart, and invisibly became thicker and longer, holding Kratos in the hands of an invincible sword.

"Hercules, don't do it yet!"

Kratos' voice traveled through time and space to wake Hercules directly from his near-death, and the latter mustered the last of his strength, and slammed his fists into the gap of Nemea's severed palms with both hands.

At this time, Nemea's palm, which had been severed countless years ago, had already scabbed over the wound that had already crumbled out of thin air, as if it had just been cut off, and began to gurgle with blood, and along with the blood, there was also its eternal fate.