The sturdy temple began to shake, and the gods felt a palpable shaking coming from the soles of their feet. Hundreds of millions of shining orbs of brilliance also felt a sudden sense of oppression and impact, and instantly became dull under the majesty of Thor.

Boom, boom, boom.

One after another thunder rang out outside the Temple of the Gods, hidden in the surging black clouds, red chains and thunder loomed in the gloomy clouds, purple thunder exploded outside the Temple of the Gods, and in front of the surging power of the God of Thunder, all beings were as small as ants.

He is the king second only to the main god Sventovet and is a symbol of absolute power.

The faces of the gods standing around changed suddenly, and at this time, the thunder god could no longer suppress the fury and anger in his body, and the thunder and lightning surrounded him. The majestic power of the god of war shrouds everything in shadows.

Thor is furious.

The temple of gods, which is comparable to the sun, moon and stars, is also crumbling in the face of huge power at this time.

The power of Perron's wrath was enough to turn the entire Temple of the Gods into ruins.

Beloberg couldn't help it this time, and he asked angrily, "What are you doing? Perron, are you going to let the temple collapse?"

However, the angry Thor did not answer him.

Instead, he slowly raised the war hammer above his head, and the artifact that had condensed the power of Wanjun roared at this time, ready to smash heavily on Veres's body until the other party was wiped out.

Perren gritted his teeth and said, "Veres, I swear I'll break your bones and ashes!"

Veres looked at him with a smile, undaunted. He had clenched his fists, and the bruises on his arms and wrists had flare. He was waiting for the moment when Perron made his move.

"Stop!"

A familiar voice came from outside the temple, and Perron, who was originally in a state of explosion, instantly stopped after hearing those words. The fearless Thor had a look of awe on his face, and he turned his head with difficulty.

At the entrance of the temple stood a deity who made all the gods bow their heads. He had four different faces, clad in black armor, armed with a sword and a sharp spear, his horse neighed low, and he was followed by three hundred burly warriors.

Swords and spears, shimmering with a cold light.

God-King Sventovet, the supreme god who controls the Tree of the Universe.

They are followed by the sun god Dyberg in the summer, Huls, the wind god Stiliber, the seed god Smager, and the goddess of fate Mokosh. Counting Perron in front of him, the six main gods of the Temple of the Gods have gathered.

The originally crumbling temple finally calmed down the tremors after the appearance of the God King. Even the arrogant Perron, in front of Sventovet, could only bow his noble head.

Smagill, the god of seeds, flapping his wings and shaking his massive dog's head, was looking at Veres with a strange smile that seemed to be absent, and his mouth was growling. The other gods didn't show any emotion, just waited quietly for Sventovet to speak.

The only one who is truly qualified to judge Veres is the God-King.

From the moment he stepped into the Temple of the Gods, the gods involuntarily took a step back. With the majesty of the god-king, he wields the power to judge the gods.

Step by step, Sventovit walked up to Veres, who was bound by chains, with a calm expression. After waiting for a moment, the God-King finally spoke.

"Veres, the sins you have committed are unforgivable by the judgment of the gods. ”

"Venerable Sventovet, the omniscient god-king. You should know that I am slandered. ”

Hearing the God-King's answer, Veres said in a cold voice, "Do you also insist that it was me and Perron's wife** and stole her?"

The snake's scales refracted a blinding glow in the glow, and Veres writhed his tail in an attempt to break free. Even so, he still couldn't escape.

The chains that can bind the gods, no one but the god-king can break free.

He was framed.

And let him fall into a situation from which he will never recover.

Every face present was very suspicious. Thor's fury at wanting to kill him, and the favoritism of the god-king Sventovet made him feel more and more that he had fallen into a trap.

Sventovet's other face slowly opened his eyes, he turned his head to look at the bound Veres, and said in a categorical tone, "Yes, now that the evidence is conclusive, we found your scales in the temple of Perron, and now I will deprive you of your qualifications as a god of war, and banish you from the temple of the gods forever, and you will not be allowed to turn back." ”

"The moment you step out of the temple of the gods, Perron will hunt you down until you tell the whereabouts of his wife, or you escape. ”

Veres took a deep breath of cold air, and his gaze became gloomy.

He was falsely accused, and it was impossible to tell his whereabouts. Only the former path can be chosen.

Flee, or die.

As soon as these words came out, all the gods present erupted into a whispering discussion. In the hundreds of thousands of years since the temple was established, no god has been driven down from the altar and expelled.

"Wouldn't that be too harsh?"

Dysberg pleaded with Sventowitz, "We don't have a god who will never be allowed to enter the temple for this reason. ”

However, what the sun god of summer was waiting for was the firm veto of the god king.

"No one can disobey the decision of the King of God. ”

Sventovit raised his sharp sword and spear, aimed at Veres' left and right hands, respectively, and slashed down.

There was a loud sound of the earth shaking throughout the temple, and the weapon in the hand of the god king easily severed the chains that bound him, and cut off the stone pillars behind him.

The collapsed stone pillar kicked up dust, and Veres, who was half a snake and half human, stood up, his tail curled up, and made an attacking gesture.

Perron, Sventovitte.

An invincible being in the Cosmic Tree.

At this time, the consciousness of the traveler and the emotions of the god of the Styx gradually began to synchronize, and the story engraved on the paper infected his emotions at this time.

He finally hosts the only symbiosis one, rage, hatred, all emotions made him at this moment, become a real, Stygian God of War!

There was only burning anger left in Levis's chest, and Veres was the only one with him, and the voice of bewitchment in his heart was himself.

"Vengeance against the vile gods. ”

"Make them pay for everything they do. ”

The gods conspired and schemed, and Veres remembered them all.

"You're going to regret it. ”

Veres stared at the gods in the temple, and his gloomy gaze finally fell on Sventovitz. No one could change the fate of the gods, except for Mokosh, who followed behind Sventovet, who never spoke. She was a dispassionate bystander, gazing at the bustling pantheon.

Veres stood before the gods, fearless, and cast a vicious curse.

"I, Veres, was once a powerful god of war, and I am and will always be!"

"No god can take away my right to be a god!"

"As long as I escape from Perron's thunder and lightning, I will come back for revenge!"