"Well, the cold sky is indeed too strong!"

Brünnhilde nodded in agreement, and then said worriedly, "But Lord Shakya, if you come here and are discovered by the gods, they may also regard you as a traitor!" ”

"Heaven and earth, I am the only one, I am afraid of them?"

Shakya looked at the cold sky indifferently: "Good job, just all those gods like this!" ”

"That's a must!"

Leng Kong bared out his big white teeth, and hunger overflowed his eyes: "I haven't enjoyed the pleasure, how can I stop?" ”

Woohoo.

At the end of the intermission, the horn sounded,

"It's coming!"

"The ultimate war between the gods and humans, the third round is here!"

Heimdall, the final caretaker, once again fluttered over the arena with an impassioned commentary.

"The gods have lost two games in a row, and there is no room for defeat!"

"It's time to wash away the humiliation!"

"So here he comes, with the storm and the tsunami, the true god, the god of gods!"

"He is the ruler of the seas, the tyrant of the sea, Lord Poseidon!"

Boom

The sound of the curtain fell, and a large amount of sea water poured in through the passage, and the outer perimeter of the arena was completely flooded by the waves, leaving only the central platform that suddenly rose a little higher.

"A bunch of garbage!"

Then a young man carried a trident to separate the waves, and walked out of the passage with a disdainful face.

Drain the water.

When the young man appeared, a light rain fell in the sky, the rain fell to the ground, and the icy cold aura instantly spread to the entire arena, and the gods watching the battle also fell into a mysterious silence.

The god of the sea, Poseidon!

An existence that even the gods fear, a god of indifference who is so arrogant that even the gods don't pay attention to him!

"Why do you feel so cold all of a sudden?"

Grey hugged her little hands and trembled, "Is this the most terrifying of the twelve main gods of Olympus, Lord Poseidon?" It's terrible! ”

"The Twelve Lord Gods?"

"No, it's the thirteen main gods!"

Brunhilde shook his head: "Once Olympus also existed in Thirteen Gods like our Thirteen Sisters. ”

"Ever?"

"What do you mean?"

Grey's expression was confused: "Hasn't it always been the twelve main gods?" ”

Brunhilde: "Because the thirteenth main god has been killed by Lord Poseidon a long time ago." ”

"What?"

Grey let out an exclamation, "God kills God? ”

"That's right!"

Brünnhilde: "Lord Poseidon believes that true gods are the most perfect beings in the world from the beginning of their coming, without gatherings, without plotting, without companionship, without dependence on others. ”

"He thinks of himself as a true god, so arrogant that he doesn't even care about his own brother!"

"The thirteenth main god Atuo Mosu violated these taboos, and he was killed by him with one blow."

"As an elder brother, Athomo looked at Poseidon for the first time, and it was also the time of death."

"If you look at each other, you'll be killed?"

"What a terrifying god, can you deal with it in the cold air?"

Listening to what the eldest sister said was so terrible, Grey's little face was full of worry.

Brunhilde frowned: "If it doesn't work, the artifact will be refined, the third sister is ready!" ”

"Yes, big sister!"

Valkyrie Slude replied respectfully.

"Legend has it that Poseidon is not the elder brother of Zeus?"

Wu Lei'an couldn't stand the quiet atmosphere, and muttered: "Why do you feel that even the gods are afraid of him?" ”

"Who knows?"

"But no matter who he is, it's all about fists in the ring!"

Julius's muscles bulged: "It's just cold, but it can't extinguish the blood of our fighters!" ”

"That's right, kill him!"

"It doesn't matter what god he is, no matter how awesome his legend is!"

Roaring Fighting Soul Saber roared with passion: "In the ring, we fighting artists are the real kings!" ”

"The representative of the human side is still the man."

"The strongest creature in history, the overlord of the sea, cold sky!"

Heimdall eased under Poseidon's icy aura before shouting again, "This is the ultimate decisive battle between the tyrant of the sea and the overlord of the sea, which is stronger and which is weaker, let us witness it with our own eyes!" ”

"The ceremony is very sufficient, but is the strength worthy of this aura!"

Leng Kong appeared in the center ring on the waves, "I'm very now!" ”

"Players are in place!"

"In the third round, the gods Poseidon will fight against the human race in the cold sky and start a war!"

Heimdall roared and flashed to the sidelines.

"Yo, I'm so proud!"

"I seem to be despised?"

"What to do?"

"Is it to kill you or. What about killing you?

Seeing that it had begun, Poseidon was still standing in place with his eyes squinting, not even looking at himself, and the murderous intent was surging in the cold empty eyes.

"Hold on!"

"Keep this unruly!"

"At least wait until I'm happy, and then cry! Haha"

But the more arrogant Poseidon became, the happier Leng Kong became.

Arrogance requires confidence, and since Poseidon can silence the gods in the audience, he should have some strength.

Doesn't that mean that you can finally feel happy?

Expect!

"I'm so nervous!"

"Why are they all motionless?"

"Could it be that Leng Kong is also feeling the pressure?"

The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, and the cold sky is still admiring Poseidon's rebelliousness, and Lori Grey is nervous first.

On the god side, the brainless Ares is also analyzing: "Neither side has entered the attack range, are they waiting for the other party to show their flaws before counterattacking?" ”

"No, Lord Poseidon didn't think so."

Zeus's youngest son, Hermes, explained: "He just doesn't bother to take the initiative against humans, if humans dare to step into the attack range, he will crush them to death like stepping on insects, that's all!" ”

On the field,

"Weigh your purity first!"

Ignoring Poseidon's icy aura, Leng Kong raised his foot and stepped directly into Poseidon's attack range.

Shout!

The sword flashed, and the blood splattered,

Fast!

Soon!

Poseidon's attack speed has reached supersonic speed, and as soon as Leng Kong stepped into the attack range, there was a deep blood wound on his chest in an instant.

"Oh!"

"Poseidon!"

"Poseidon!"

Seeing that Poseidon was really as powerful as the legend, he broke Leng Kong's chest with one blow, and the gods in the audience boiled.

They've been waiting for this scene for too long!

Thor and Shiva were defeated in succession, and the pride of the gods was trampled to the dust by humans.

They need a victory too much to maintain God's dignity.

"Eldest sister, it's not good, Leng Kong is injured!"

Lori Grey covered her eyes in fright, not daring to look at it again.

"This madman, facing Poseidon, who can kill the main god in one blow, is he still playing?"

Brunhilde was also pale at this time.

"Play?"

Grey frantically opened her fingers and peeked through the cracks.

"That's right, just look at the corners of his upturned mouth to know that this madman can't hide, but he didn't think about hiding in the first place!"

After watching the two games, Brunhild also has a general understanding of Leng Kong's hunger and thirst.

This madman can't wait for his opponent to kill him!

Pure and pure pervert!

"The speed is good, the strength is okay,"

"But it's not enough, it's not enough, my God!"

The chest was sliced open, and the cold sky was still advancing.

Shout!

Poseidon's eyes squinted, and the trident unleashed another supersonic slash.

Zheng!

However, there was no blood splashing this time, because the cold empty palm had already firmly grasped the tip of the halberd.

(End of chapter)