"Huh"

The light of teleportation lit up in the main hall of the London Sanctuary, and the hurried old mage Hognis stepped out of the portal, and behind him, an Atlantean in strange armor wrapped in crimson light was escorted out by two battle mages.

This guy is the war criminal who murdered his mother Queen Atlanta and set off a war on Paradise Island, Orm, the sea lord of Atlantis, although he is known as the king of the seven seas and still holds the Neptune Trident, the supreme treasure of Atlantis, but in the face of the "magic lion" who broke into the palace with a fierce fireball all the way, he and his guards couldn't hold on for even 1 hour, and were slaughtered in the stormy attack of the old mage.

The world is about to be destroyed, under this pressure, Hognes, who was once a veteran witcher, will naturally not be relentless, when he took Orm, he destroyed half of Atlantis City by the way, in order to coerce the front-line warriors to return as quickly as possible, and in the event of the revenge of the gods, whether it is Orm or the chaos of Atlantis, it is already a small matter.

"Mordo, is the defense done?"

In the absence of the ancient one, the strongest old mage Hognis became the second-in-command of Kama Taj, although he was only a nominal elder, but at this moment, every power is precious, and Mage Mordo naturally would not bother with these things, hearing Hognes's inquiry, he immediately replied:

"Everyone who can still move Kama Taj has gathered here, and in addition, everyone from the European Wizards Association, all the mentors and guardians of the three major magic academies, all the dragon slayers from the Dragon Slayer Guild, the witchers who have gone into seclusion, and even some neutral vampire secrets and werewolves, and all the support forces in North America have arrived... We've also hired Kryptonian Security..."

"Do you want to fight a crowd tactic?"

Hognis touched his beard, his eyes shining with sorrow: "I don't know how many people will die... Where's Strange?"

"He's on his way over, he's just beaten Poseidon's memory. ”

Mordo responded, only to be stopped by the old mage waving his hand:

"Don't let him come to the battlefield... Let him go to Kama Taj. ”

Hognis narrowed his eyes, a glint flashing in his eyes: "Let him touch the Time Stone, if things don't go well, he may be our last resort, opponent... After all, it's a god. ”

Mordo's face changed slightly, but eventually, he nodded and turned to deliver the message.

The old mage looked back and looked at the sanctuary that had just been rebuilt less than 5 years ago, a few years ago, there was also a great battle here, the sanctuary in London was almost destroyed, and now, they were on the same battlefield, facing more difficult opponents, and even worse, the connection with the Supreme Mage had been broken for more than half a day, and an unspeakable crisis was jumping in Hognes's heart.

He raised his head, his gaze through the obstacles in front of him, and seemed to see the stars in the sky, where perhaps the Ancient One was also facing the same choice, the same threat, the same war.

"Archmage! The mortal army's defenses in the open sea have been breached! Right in the English Channel! Annihilation!"

A messenger mage rushed out of the portal in the face of gunsmoke, and he lay on the ground panting, ignoring everyone around him, and shouted at Hognes:

"The monster! He's coming in the direction of London!"

The bad news instantly caused panic among all sorts of people in the sanctuary hall, many of whom had been forced to come here, who were not very willing to resist, especially the immortals who had survived the existence of the gods, and they knew exactly how much destruction a single god could cause.

"Bang"

The old mage's staff slammed into the ground, crimson flame magic swirling around his body, and a terrifying coercion enveloped the entire hall in an instant:

"I don't know what's going on in your minds! I don't care! But remember, at least until I die, I want to see everyone do their best to resist the vengeful remnant of Olympus!

The old mage's words were not finished, and he didn't need to finish speaking, everyone present knew the name of the magic lion very well, so they sadly found that they not only had an opponent they couldn't provoke, but also a teammate who couldn't be provoked.

"What are you doing in a daze! Go to the defense line... Meet the enemy!"

The roar of the old mage spread throughout the defense area of the New York Sanctuary, and at the same time, in the sky above the English Channel, not far from London, the steel fleet had sunk on the sea, and the most advanced weapons of war of mankind faced the ancient power, like a child's toy, Ares's chariot was suspended in the sky, and Olympus's victory looked at the sea below that had been shrouded in death with indifference very much in line with the values of the gods.

Under the light of the red divine power, the souls of the dead in this ancient battlefield were summoned in a short time, and under the guidance of the scepter of war, they frantically attacked their juniors, and the bullets of steel and the flames that burned everything dyed the battlefield of the sea red and boiled, but it still could not prevent the arrival of defeat.

"Attack him with nuclear weapons!"

On the bridge of the last tattered flagship, watching his fleet sunk one by one by the illusory wooden battleships piloted by those ancient dead souls revived in the crimson light, the fleet commander was about to go crazy with his head, his materialistic worldview of more than 50 years could not accept all this, he looked up and could see the red gilt chariot suspended in the sky, and the madman in ancient armor.

"Attack him, kill him!"

The old captain pushed away the operator next to him, twisted the operation compartment of the nuclear missile with his own hands, aimed, and launched!

"Boom"

The white missile tore through the half-destroyed deck of the ship, and shot straight towards the sky, as if carrying the last will of these ordinary soldiers to fight back, the most powerful force that human beings currently have, to break through the gods roaming in the sky.

This is the freedom of human nature that does not want to be enslaved!

"Huh?"

Ares saw the missile flying towards him, the speed beyond the speed of sound was so slow in his eyes, he clearly saw the soldiers on those ships who were still holding on, and he snorted coldly:

"Senseless resistance!"

He jumped out of the chariot, his body slowly falling in the air, he stretched out his left hand, pinpointed the front of the flying nuclear missile, and then reversed the direction, throwing the devastating treasure in another direction, three times faster than its fastest flight, that direction... It's the British mainland.

"Boom"

Nuclear weapons fell from the sky and smashed into the British Army's defensive line along the coastline, and before the soldiers could see the real opponent, a devastating mushroom cloud exploded on this defensive line, and the unparalleled energy and radiation rays ignited from the explosion and swept in all directions in a devastating manner.

The captain of the ship, who had launched the nuclear weapon himself, watched in amazement, the last spark of hope in his eyes extinguished, replaced by the deepest despair.

"Run..."

He collapsed in the command chair as if he had lost all his soul, and with a weak wave of his hand, he said to the commanders and soldiers beside him:

"Run, there's no hope..."

"Bang"

The heavy steel outer walls of the ship were like papier-mâché, easily torn apart by a hand with red armor, Ares strode into the battleship in the storm of nuclear radiation, he waved the war hammer in his hand, and looked at the soldiers who had drawn their weapons in front of him, his eyes shining with disdain:

"Even you, dare raise your weapon in front of me?"

"Boom"

All the soldiers around the old captain were exploded by divine power in an instant, and disgusting blood and minced flesh were sprinkled everywhere, smearing the captain who had become calm as if he were returning to hell, Ares walked up to the old man, he looked at him, and said in a deep voice:

"Kneel, pledge allegiance to your God..."

The old captain glanced at him and let out the last sneer of his life:

"Don't think about it! You fanatic in fanatic clothes... Only I am the master of my soul, I am the commander of my destiny, not you...!You bastard who should have been buried in the grave a long time ago! I curse you! I curse you with everything I have!"

"Bang"

His body exploded at this moment, like a bomb in a crown of flesh and blood, and he died a terrible death.

Blood splattered on Ares' face, and he reached out to wipe it away, turned around, and everything behind him began to burn:

"Oh, that's the curse of your weakness?

Ten minutes later, the red-armored and white-boned giant between heaven and earth stepped on the British mainland from the ruins of the underwriting, and he easily saw London, which was already like a dead city, a city not far from the coast was obviously affected by the nuclear explosion just now, and a small part of the city had collapsed, but in Ares' eyes, in the West End of London, where the magical light of the London Sanctuary was still so shining.

Obviously, there are still people in front of him who are swearing to defend all this, and he must defeat them before he can achieve his revenge... Starting point.

"If you want war, I'll give you war!"

Ares strode forward with his unshakable body, wielding his hammer to destroy everything that stood in his way.

"Bang"

Big Ben crumbled with the swing of the scepter of war, the black bell twisted and shattered, its fragments falling into the silence of the city, the last of the bells of mourning seemed to herald the end of the ancient city.

Ares strode forward, and at his feet, every block ushered in the end of destruction, countless people's homes were destroyed under this merciless trampling, and those city landmarks were restored to their original appearance in the merciless swing of the war scepter, covering countless crystallization of human civilization, and those magnificent buildings, in this apocalyptic red halo, were ruthlessly trampled on the ground.

"I, Ares, the last descendant of Olympus, I'm coming... I stand on your earth!"

Ares' tall god began to run, shattering everything in his path like a storm of dust in the city, and he frantically crashed into the mirror enchantment of the London Sanctuary, the scepter of war dragging behind him, plowed an all-enduring ravine in the ground.

"I'll come... Revenge!"

"Bang"

The crimson war hammer slammed into the surface of the barrier in front of him, and the 37 battle mages who maintained the barrier spurted blood at the same time, completely colliding out of the spell position they were in, and the mirror barrier that had never been destroyed head-on shattered like glass at this moment, revealing everything hidden below.

Hognis looked up, the whistling wind from the hammer just now ruffled his beard and hair, he reached out and pressed the purple mage hat on top of his head, behind him, Mordo and King clenched the staff, and in the distance, the united power of the European magical world was ready to be launched.

"I always thought that the age of mythology was over 1,000 years ago, but today, I see living gods..."

Hognes's Fire Crystal Staff burst out with dazzling light, surging endless scorching magma behind him like an erupting volcano, and in the sky, Kryptonian Security Company's warships also pierced the sky, and the superheroes who had arrived from North America, all the forces gathered together, last to resist the brutal invaders, but this time, it was to perform an act of killing gods.

"I am honored to fight with you, the bells of destruction set up by the enemy have arrived... Behind you, folks, is the last line of defense for our fragile world, which can collapse on its own, but it cannot end in the form of destruction... Across that door, there are sealed powers, you have all heard of them, the gods and demons who have been turned into legends in time, who have peeped into the world, and today, they have turned all malice into the wildest actions. ”

Hognes's body slowly rose to the sky, and his voice resounded through the ruins of London:

"They don't want our loyalty, they want ... It's our soul, it's our flesh and blood, it's our everything... There is no time for us to hesitate, and there is no time for us to hesitate, either as slaves, on our knees, or to become heroes and give our part for freedom... For the sake of the world, for ourselves. ”

"Here today! Fight to the death!