Chapter 54: The Blasphemer and Divine Punishment

Chopping the waves.

A wave formed by the gathering of countless monsters.

With the "Snake Hunting Scythe" in hand, Perseus is the unparalleled warrior of the gods.

No matter what kind of strong enemy you face, you will not be afraid, let alone this kind of summon that has no quantity but no quality.

All the while, he didn't take the mad Caster seriously.

It is said that it is soldier against soldier, general against general, king against king. But there will also be ranks, and Perseus is undoubtedly the top general.

As for the mad Caster, of course, he will not be satisfied with a third-rate evaluation. He raised his hands high, held the human skin book "Luoyan City Textbook", and launched his trump card.

In an instant, the whole land of Orleans was shaking.

No, not the earth, but something lurking beneath it.

Yes – those plants that can be seen everywhere, twisted like seaweed.

It turns out that this twisted ghost is not the work of Black Joan of Arc, but the product of a specially modified transformation by the mad Caster.

All the plants here have been transformed into his demons, at his beckon, in order to turn the tables at the most critical moments.

This is the real way of fighting for magicians, and there is a world of difference between a magician who is ready and a magician who is not!

At the call of the mad Caster, the twisted monsters of the entire land of Orleans are converging towards the place where the mad Caster, or the Oblivion City Textbook, is located.

And because the plant roots are buried deep in the ground and interconnected, this aggregation has long exceeded the normal distance limit, and the speed is extremely alarming.

While Perseus was still fighting in the sea of monsters, the surrounding land had completely disappeared and was replaced by monsters, tens of thousands, countless monsters.

Together, these monsters stretch out their tentacles.

Surprisingly, the tentacles gradually engulfed the figure of Caster's robe standing on top of his head.

At first glance, the sight in front of him seemed to be an attack on Caster by the betrayal of the demons, but Caster's whole body was covered in tentacles, and the passionate laughter was even higher-pitched.

"Joan of Arc, we will surely win and establish our ideal country."

That smugness, that almost a strange voice, even the black and white Joan of Arc in the midst of a fierce battle could not be ignored.

"...... Jill "

The same calling, but with different meanings.

The black one is joy, the white one is sorrow, and then the white one turns to the man who is facing the monster.

"Perseus ......"

"It's okay, you concentrate on dealing with Black Joan of Arc, this kind of small scene is not worth mentioning."

Having said that, the group type of the Demon Monster Set is definitely huge, and tens of millions of tentacles are intertwined and fused with each other, and have gradually formed a mass of flesh.

It was a sandbar of flesh and blood, an island of flesh stained with disgusting filthy slime. But the assemblage of monsters still doesn't seem to be satisfied, and continues to expand and grow.

At this time, Caster had been completely absorbed by the flesh, and he could not see the human figure, only his voice could be heard.

"No matter who it is, it can't stop my dreams. Even if it's a god, it's not qualified. You didn't show up when Joan of Arc was unjustly tried and burned at the stake! You didn't show up at the time of my blasphemy! You are a false god, unworthy of the name of God! I will pull you off the throne and trample your lamb to your heart's content! ”

This was actually the turning point for Gilles de Les, Joan of Arc was burned at the stake, which made him question the existence of the Lord, and eventually embarked on the path of demons, becoming the famous "Bluebeard" in later generations.

What is the attitude of Perseus to such a "bluebeard", the evil magician who doubts the gods, the great heroes of the god generation, the demigods who have inherited the blood of the gods?

He- uh...... Impatiently gouged out the ears with his little finger.

"Dead noisy, I don't know much about the gods you believe in, and I don't know what to say. But one thing I am sure of is that the so-called gods will never be pulled down from the throne by a third-rate commodity like you! ”

Perhaps fed up with Perseus's taunts, a tentacle thicker than a human was drawn from the huge ball of flesh like a floating island and swept out.

Perseus, of course, was not afraid, and with a flash of his scythe, he split one in two.

In the next second, more, thicker tentacles rushed over.

Perseus frowned slightly. As the volume went up, so did the quality and strength, and with the sheer quantity, he only had one scythe.

Unable to touch it hard, Perseus had a determination to swing his scythe and retreat backwards.

The mad Caster, who could be regarded as waiting for the opportunity, mocked: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Would a first-class hero be afraid of me, a third-rate magician? ”

"Idiot, when did I get scared? Shiro has such big eyes! Show me clearly, you bulb eye! ”

Retreating a certain distance, Perseus put away his scythe, holding a wand made by Leonardo da Vinci in one hand and a huge white ball in the other.

"You're not the only magician who is prepared. Let you, who have never seen Kamui, see the power of God with your own eyes! With the divinity of my blood, I call upon the mighty power of Zeus, the god of heaven. ”

The man's body bloomed with thunder, the thunder of gold.

At the same time, the white orb in his hand was lit up, emitting the same color of dusk light as the treasure jade at the end of the fantasy greatsword.

This is the brilliance of the magic element "True Aether" that only the gods can have, and it is also the reason why the magic of the gods is several times more powerful than that of later generations.

How could Perseus, who had used the Fantasy Greatsword several times, not know the role of the "True Aether"? As early as the end of the Battle of MontluΓ§on, he began to plan how to store this element, which does not exist in modern times.

After communicating with Leonardo da Vinci and experimenting many times, he finally found a way to make a container out of dragon teeth and store the "true aether" for a short period of time - dragons are the products of the gods, and their strength is inseparable from the "real aether".

Therefore, Perseus gathered all the best dragon teeth at hand, grinded and merged them into balls, and occupied the fantasy greatsword for a few days, accumulating enough "True Aether", which is why he has this "True Aether Ball". If he had enough time, he really wanted to kill all the dragons in the whole realm and make them all into "True Aether Balls".

By the way, it was not used when fighting Fafnir because the Fantasy Greatsword of the source of the "True Aether" was right next to it, and there was no need to waste it until this moment.

Divinity, magic, true ether.

Now that the conditions to simulate the godage environment have been gathered, Perseus can finally reproduce some of the god's deeds.

The moment the dragon's tooth ball was broken by the light of dusk, the heavens and the earth changed color.

An indescribable sense of oppression descended from the sky with a vast force, accompanied by Perseus's proclamation.

"God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like hell! Accept the punishment of the gods, demon aliens! ”

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