Kratos' attacks were like a storm, and every six times he attacked Tanatos, he would suffer a counterattack, but this time, the sword of death would leave a wound on his body that would not heal.

Tanatos, the god of death, grasps the law of death, harvesting the life of all living beings, and the wounds cut by the sharp sword will never heal, only watching the blood drain and life come to an end.

Even Kratos's evil god body requires a lot of divine power to heal, and he uses the magic of fate to remove the death qi that adheres to the wound.

"Spartan, I take your life!"

Tanatos didn't defend at all, and desperately dropped the edge of the sword in his hand towards Kratos's body.

Kratos' expression was indifferent, and he struggled to support without saying a word, and the wounds on his body were one after another, although they could not be directly fatal, they could not heal for a long time, and blood continued to pour out of his body like a torrent.

Suddenly, an ancient, evil aura descended from ancient times to the present, and Kratos was shaken and forced Tanatos back with three consecutive punches, jumping into the air, surrounded by 15 demon gods in the center.

"Okay, you have finally risen from the ancient fall, and you have harnessed the demonic energy to descend to the present, although you have not fully recovered, you are still qualified to fight side by side with me!"

The top-ranked demon god Lelagin spoke, and his voice was mighty and terrifying: "Child of Destiny, your enemy is our enemy, and where your will goes, it is the land where the demonic energy is drowned!"

The 15 demon gods roared at the same time, and under the leadership of Lelagin, they pounced on Tanatos, the god of death.

A magic arrow silently pierced through the space and shot directly at Tanatos's head, and Tanatos leaned back violently, shattering a large area of skin on his forehead.

The demon god Glayan Labol had the head of a hyena and the body of a griffin, he hid in the cracks of space, dodging the passage of time, and unconsciously groped for the back of Tanatos, and the hideous fangs suddenly fell deep into Tanatos's neck.

Click!

The skin was shattered like porcelain, and under the siege of the 15-headed demon gods, Tanathos was powerless, and was beaten in all directions, and the place he passed was a mess after the disaster, even if he was a real immortal, he couldn't withstand such a crazy bombardment, and when his divine power was exhausted, it was when death came.

Tanatos suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, only to hear him shout: "Foolish Spartan, do you think I am alone!"

Before his words could be heard, there was an abnormal ripple in the environment of the underworld, and a naughty boy's voice suddenly sounded in Kratos's ears.

"You're the Spartan, and you're really capable of persecuting my brother to such an extent!"

Kratos was startled, and immediately concentrated his mind and looked around, but he couldn't find any clues, as if the voice just now was just a hallucination.

"Hehe, I'm Hypnos, the god of sleep, why don't we play a game, and guess what you're seeing now is a real existence or a false dream?"

Hypnos, the god of sleep, the twin brother of Tanatos, the god of death, was born together in the night. His image in the mortal world is that of a handsome young man holding a bouquet of poppies and a single horn, flying silently in the air, splashing drowsy drugs.

All this is just a human legend, but now Kratos has experienced it for himself, and he has found that the truth is even stranger than the legend.

Kratos kept urging his mind, but he could never find the hiding place of the sleeping god Hypnos, and began to subconsciously suspect that the scene in front of him might just be an illusion in his sleep.

"Hahaha, Spartan, you have been fooled, the moment you have doubts, you have already fallen into my dream, here, I am an omnipotent god, even the main god is not exempt!"

The sleeping god Hypnos is so powerful that neither mortals nor gods are exempt from it, and once he falls into his dreams, he will be subject to his domination.

In front of me is still the lifeless scene of the underworld, a blood-red full moon hangs high in the sky, quietly looking down on all the changes in the 3,000 underworld.

A handsome boy suddenly appeared in front of Kratos, looking at him with a chuckle, and a bouquet of poppies in his hand was blooming beautifully.

Kratos's body suddenly rippled, fading in the air in front of everyone's eyes, and even if the mind of the true god swept by, no trace of existence could be found.

A curious look appeared on Hypnos's face, but he couldn't see any clues, and at this moment, the expression on his face was instantly replaced by surprise, and when he looked down, he saw a long sword burning with divine flames, piercing his chest from the back.

"Hahaha, an interesting skill, if it were in reality, maybe it could kill me directly!" Hypnos laughed, his body disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he stood in front of Kratos unscathed, and there was no sign of being hit by the sword of Olympus.

"This is my realm, life and death are all in my thoughts, don't worry, we have a lot of time, let me think about what to play next. ”

Hypnos was in no hurry to make a move, and made an interesting thinking appearance, not taking Kratos seriously at all.

Tanatos, the god of death, flapped his dark flesh wings and flew to Hypnos's side, looking at Kratos with a blank face, and the sword in his hand had already been put down, because in the dream of the god of sleep, even the god-king Zeus could not do anything.

Kratos decisively raised Ananke's artifact and began to cast the art of fate, and a magnificent river emerged in the void, and even the power of the god of sleep could not stop it.

"Hmph, lowly Spartan. Seeing the long river of fate, Hypnos's face instantly became gloomy, and he said viciously: "It's good to stay in my dream honestly, I will let you die without pain, and now you continue to struggle, but you have to face even more terrifying nightmares!"

All 15 demon gods suddenly jumped back into Kratos's soul, sitting in the pyramid and channeling their magic power with the converts, while Kratos began to desperately burn his life, urging the power of fate.

"I said, in the dream world, I am the master, even fate can't be extended!"

Hypnos roared, and a kind of primordial power spread from his body to every corner of this dream, making the entire dream perfect, even the breath of fate could not penetrate out, and the long river of fate passed away in a flash in the void.

"As I said, your death is now, in my hands. ”

Tannatos, the god of death, lifted his sword and stepped forward to harvest his head, for no god or mortal could disobey the judgment of the god of death in the heavens.

Just as he hung the sword above Kratos's head, he suddenly saw Kratos's mouth smile at the corner.

Bang!

There was a violent shock between heaven and earth, mountains and rivers shattered, and stars fell, as if a great destruction was coming, and the whole world was about to fall into ruin.

All this is nothing more than a dream of the sleeping god Hypnos, and such a sight means that the realm belonging to the sleeping god is crumbling and disintegrating.

"What, someone is actually bombarding my dreams in the outside world!"

Hypnos suddenly realized, looked at Kratos and roared: "Just now you cast the art of fate, it turned out to be a wisp of connection, and now you are in harmony with people inside and outside, and they have joined forces to break my dream, who is this, there is such a powerful existence in the underworld!"

The dream shattered, and the scene of the underworld was in front of me, but the difference was that it was all real.

At this time, beside the three of them, a mysterious figure covered in a pitch-black cloak suddenly appeared, only an old hand leaked outside, and grabbed Kratos.

Strangely, Kratos did not react to the mysterious man's movements, allowing him to grab him and fall towards the River Styx.

"How could I let you escape like this, Thunderbeast Horn!"

The sleeping god Hypnos flipped his palm, grasped a spiral-shaped horn, and stabbed the tip at the back of Kratos and the mysterious man, and a shocking thunderclap suddenly sounded.

The god of sleep has the ability to make people fall asleep, and naturally has the power to wake people up from sleep, this thunder beast horn can release the first thunder after the beginning of chaos and the formation of the sky, and the origin power contained in it can even destroy the immortal god body of the true god.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious man was faster than the thunderbolt, and he fell into the River Styx before the lightning fell, and the water splashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the disappeared backs of the two, the sleeping god Hypnos turned pale, even if it was a god of the underworld, he would not dare to fall into the River Styx so rashly.

"Who the hell has the ability to break my dreams and not be afraid of the erosion of the River Styx. ”

Without Kratos' maintenance, the gap between the human world and the underworld has almost been repaired, and the mighty River Styx has begun to regain calm.

Although it was only for a while, the catastrophe in the Aegean Sea was significantly lessened, and the monstrous waves lost their follow-up strength and gradually receded from the land.

The mysterious man took Kratos and sank into the Styx, and the water of the Styx, which eroded everything, went to the mysterious man's side, and it was as docile as a hot spring, completely losing its former fierceness.

Suddenly, the mysterious man grabbed Kratos' hand and sent out a huge force, throwing him directly into the depths of the River Styx, losing the protection of his power, and the corrosive water and countless souls swarmed up, constantly eroding Kratos's body.

"Kratos, you have too many impurities in your body, by the way, take a shower here and exercise well!"

Kratos had experienced the erosion of the River Styx once, but it was only on the surface, and now he sank into the depths of the River Styx, and the force of the erosion was a thousand times stronger, and the pain piercing his heart pierced his soul, even he couldn't help but gasp.

Although Kratos's evil god body is not as good as the immortal and indestructible god body of the god of death, it is still comparable to the ordinary true god, and under the influence of divine power, ordinary injuries can be recovered in an instant.

At this time, he was like an inexhaustible piece of meat, and after the flesh and blood on his body were torn and gnawed by the revenant, he quickly grew and recovered, and the vigorous qi and blood emanated, making the surrounding revenant souls even more crazy.

"Demonic energy infusion, reforge the body!"

After the resurrection of the 15-headed demon god, Kratos's demonic energy also underwent a qualitative change, and it was re-infused into his body, and the body of the evil god also began to undergo a new transformation.

Click...... The originally rock-like chapped skin quickly healed into a complete piece, but the burning evil fire became more vigorous, and surpassed the heavenly fire, gradually reaching the power of the divine fire.

"Hehe, the body of the evil god, not bad, but it's not strong enough, let me add some more ingredients to you!"

The mysterious man let out a strange laugh, and a wriggling black appeared in the palm of his hand, and the creepy aura seemed to be the essence of all the filth in the world, all gathered into a ball.

The mysterious man crushed the filthy essence and merged it into Kratos' body. Suddenly, Kratos' heart pounded violently, and a deep attraction emanated from it, and countless souls around him and the filth of the River Styx were pulled and rushed into Kratos's body.

"Ahh

Kratos let out a cathartic roar, and he felt the weight of his body increase until he couldn't even control himself, and he kept sinking into the depths of the River Styx.

Seeing this, the mysterious man suddenly said loudly: "Ouch, it's not good, he can't bear it if it's too much!"

Although he said this, his tone was not the slightest nervous, but followed Kratos unhurriedly.

I don't know how long it has been deep, but at this time, there is no soul around, and there is only a filthy darkness as far as the eye can see, and under the deepest darkness, a strange light suddenly appears.

Hula...... Kratos's body suddenly felt like water bursting out, and then it fell on a hard rock wall, and he tried to stand up, but his body was so crushed that he could only move his fingers slightly.

The mysterious man descended, tables and chairs were born out of thin air in the barren land, a tent of animal skins was erected to obscure the sky, and a bronze cauldron on a stove was still bubbling with an unknown liquid.

All of these scenes are familiar, digging out Kratos's deepest memories hidden in the bottom of his heart.

"Abu!"

These two words came out of Kratos's mouth, gritting his teeth, and I don't know if it was because of the pressure on his body or for other reasons.

"Hey, hey, Kratos, why are you still so embarrassed after not seeing you for so long, it's really a shame for our Spartan tribe!"

The mysterious man lifted the pitch-black cloak, revealing an old face full of wrinkles, which was the former Spartan tribal elder and personally poured the five-headed beast soul into Kratos's body!

Before I knew it, the book was close to a million words, and according to the plan of the winter melon, the plot of the book was halfway through, and it was expected to end in June.