Deep in the forest.

Around the gray and white pyramid, there are shadowy people in black robes.

There are also different shapes, or with fleshy wings on their backs, or wearing scale armor, all of them are violent and ferocious, as if they have just crawled out of the cave.

At the top of the pyramid, a tall figure knelt on the ground, its majestic body rising and falling like a mountain, struggling to keep itself from falling to the ground, struggling as if it had just been sacrificed to the altar.

"There is also a place for God among all gods"

The black-robed man holding the black crystal ball looked at the majestic figure in front of him and said softly, "This is where you really belong."

"I believe in it. It was never like a god."

The majestic figure gasped and struggled to squeeze muffled words out of his mouth.

"Oh?"

The black-robed man was a little surprised and asked, "Then who do you believe in?" ”

As if he had thought of something, he smiled and said, "The emperor who has been mentioned by you repeatedly? ”

The majestic figure did not answer, only remained silent.

The black-robed man held up a dark cyan prismatic gem in his other hand, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and said to himself, "You are all very good seeds, full of potential

Those who can be crowned kings by people like you must be even better.

If I had the chance, I'd love to see him soon."

A faint wind lingered around the black-robed man's body, blowing his wide robe.

He pressed the two crystals of different colors in his hand against each other, and there was a steady stream of dark cyan energy into the black crystal ball.

Soon, a new flame was ignited in the black crystal ball, and suddenly it seemed that some kind of huge and evil will awakened and descended

The blonde man with a platinum mask on his face stared at the scene in front of him with a slight gaze.

The origin of the organization called the Pantheon in front of him is mysterious, the power and footprints of the Mosa Sect are almost all over the planet, and as the eleventh throne of the Mosa Religion, he has never heard of the name of this organization.

And the means and strength that the other party is currently showing impresses him.

The Moshaman's collection of objects related to the ancient gods was mainly used as sacrifices to the gods of hunting and fighting.

There is no ability to tap into the power contained in various god objects.

However, this organization called the Pantheon, led by the black-robed man who claimed to be the Divine Envoy of All Gods, could easily harness the power of any ancient god without any barrier of faith, as if he was really acquiesced in and favored by the gods.

It made him feel incredible.

This is also the reason why he is willing to be patient all the time as a spectator to watch the black-robed man perform without doing anything.

"The anchor of another god has fallen, and the god of Quetzalcoatl, who rules the skies, is returning."

The black-robed man was bathed in the light of dark cyan energy, and a low murmuring sound came from under the black robe.

"I feel it"

It was a huge gray and white pyramid, and a deep cyan light burst out from the cracks of countless stones.

Countless winds arose between the heavens and the earth.

The grass and trees around the pyramid rustle, as if they were cheering, jumping, singing, and welcoming something to come.

The black robes of a black-robed man were blown up by the wind, no one spoke, and the entire area was filled with a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

When the cyan flame in the black crystal ball in the black robed man's hand bloomed to the extreme.

The prismatic crystal he was holding in his other hand quietly cracked open and fell from between his fingers.

This mysterious ritual also seems to have come to an end.

Under the black robe, he quietly opened his eyes.

His eyes fell on the majestic elephant protector beside him, and he said softly, "You are lucky to be the first person to bathe in the grace of the god of the Quetzalcoatl at the beginning of the return of the gods."

His words just fell.

At the top of the pyramid, the elephant protector, who was used as a sacrifice, suddenly let out a low roar similar to an elephant's hiss.

It was as if he had suddenly broken through some shackles.

The already huge body suddenly expanded again, and an inexplicable force field was discharged from his body, breaking free from the restraints in an instant.

There was almost no hesitation, and the Elephant Protector was smart enough not to try to attack anyone around him.

Instead, he jumped straight from the top of the pyramid.

He knew very well that the two people standing at the top of the pyramid, whether it was the black-robed man in the Pantheon or the blonde man wearing a platinum mask, were existences that he could not provoke.

The elephant protector showed agility that was not in keeping with his size, and in an instant he landed on the ground at the base of the pyramid, and then rushed outward.

In the face of the sudden escape of the "sacrifice", the black-robed man at the top of the pyramid did not seem to have the slightest mood swing.

He just looked condescendingly, glanced at the elephant protector who was fleeing, and then whispered: "Go and bring back this poor lost lamb."

Under the pyramid, those monsters like monsters that had been standing quietly quickly began to act.

There was a hint of fishiness in the flowing wind.

When several hideous shadows pierced the air like lightning, the smell of blood instantly diffused.

"Uhhh

The elephant protector slammed back to the iron plate bridge, narrowly avoiding the attack of a black shadow.

When he stood up, there was already a deep scar on his chest and abdomen, which almost disemboweled.

The face of the Elephant Protector remains unchanged.

The muscles squeezed, quickly forced the wound shut, and then continued to rush forward.

His qualities, which were different from ordinary evil god acolytes, were displayed at this moment.

When the power of the evil god can no longer be relied on, the skills of the once top martial artist have brought him a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation in front of him.

His massive body was so dexterous that it didn't look like he had inherited the power of the elephant god, and he broke through the layer of the barrier of the pure martial true intent level, and the fighting instinct of a grandmaster-level martial artist who was rapidly transforming allowed him to break free from almost certain attacks again and again.

But even if he worked so hard, he had already unleashed his full potential.

But when more and more monsters joined the battle, the hideous shadows converged into a black frenzy that blocked the way, and the Elephant Protector was like a boat facing the waves of a tsunami, and it was instantly shattered.

"Torah—"

A thick arm was ripped off alive by a monster.

Thick blood splattered in the air.

The elephant protector snorted slightly, his face turned pale, and he didn't pause at his feet but still kept his original rhythm and rushed forward.

But before he could rush far, a violent wind struck from one side.

He was at the moment of his step, and he couldn't dodge.

I watched as the part of my left leg below the knee exploded into a cloud of blood and disappeared.

"Bang!"

The elephant protector stumbled, threw himself forward, and fell to one foot on the ground.

A large thick shadow cast on the ground in front of him, obscuring the light of the day.

Looking up, several huge and hideous figures quietly gathered around, blocking his way in front of him.

Bundles of violent and cruel gaze roamed back and forth over him, as if they were thinking about how to eat him.

At this moment, the rock-solid will of the Elephant Dharma Protector also began to waver slightly, and a trace of despair emerged in his heart.

He tried to find light in the gaps in the shape of the monsters in front of him, his eyes were confused, and a low murmur came out of his mouth.

"I want to. . . Get out of here alive."

After saying this, several Pantheon acolyte monsters in front of him had already stretched out their hands to capture him and bring him back to the altar.

But at this moment.

"Bang!"

A crisp popping sound rang out.

The hideous hand that grabbed the elephant protector suddenly froze.

"Boom—"

A large, hideous, headless corpse fell straight in front of the elephant protector.

"Ugh"

The elephant protector was stunned.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Immediately after, three more explosions sounded.

The heads of the other three Pantheon monster acolytes standing in front of the Elephant Protector burst one after another, exploding red and white clouds of blood.

Three hideous figures fell, and the light of the road ahead shone in again.

Only, this time

On the road to life, there is one more figure.

A slender and upright figure was reflected in the pupils of the elephant protector.

The man walked slowly towards him with the light on his back.

I can't see my face clearly in a trance.

All you could read was the glow of the circle around the figure.

He slowly walked up to the Elephant Protector, stretched out a hand, and gently touched the tip of his finger to the Elephant Protector's forehead.

The clear and gentle eyes looked condescendingly at the elephant protector and spoke softly.

"Thou would. You can get it. ”

Like the Dharma Protector, the whole person is fixed.

A moment later, his majestic body was buried deep, his forehead touching the ground beneath his feet, and his mouth whispered.

"Emperor."

Lu Yuan looked at the scarred elephant protector calmly, and there was a trace of inexplicable emotion surging quietly in his heart.

The Eight Protectors of the Evil Martial Alliance.

The only one who is really loyal to him is probably the elephant protector.

He didn't care if anyone else died.

But like the Dharma Protector, if you can save him, you must save him.

It seems that the pressure brought by this crisis has also allowed the other party to break through the barrier of pure martial arts and be successfully promoted to grandmaster

Then it is even more necessary to save.

The Meat Protector and the others who followed Lu Yuan quickly stepped forward, picked up the Elephant Protector and quickly retreated backwards.

During this period, there were monster acolytes from the Pantheon around and rushed up with a low roar, but under the attack of Lu Yuan's [Divine Soldiers] with condensed spiritual power, one by one, before they could get close, they were directly shot by him and fell to the ground.

Lu Yuan didn't even bother to lift his fingers, to put it mildly.

There were seven or eight headless corpses of the Pantheon monster acolytes lying around, blood splattered all over the ground.

An invisible deterrent emanated from him.

No monster dared to step forward, but quietly retreated back one by one with a face full of fear.

At this time, Lu Yuan felt a distant gaze fall on him.

He looked up in the direction of his gaze.

At the top of the gray-white pyramid in front of him, two figures who seemed to be the leader were looking at him.

Lu Yuan's gaze lingered for a moment on one of the blonde men wearing a white-gold mask, and then rested on another black-robed man with a deep aura.

His gaze met in the void with the eyes of the black-robed man.

I can clearly read the eyes hidden under the black robe, which are revealing a little curiosity and interest at this time.

"You are their 'king'?

That so-called emperor? ”

The black-robed man stood at the top of the pyramid, condescending.

Lu Yuan didn't answer, but smiled.

Then he spoke lightly with a calm expression.

"Now that you have heard of my name, you have seen me

Why don't you kneel? ”

After speaking, a powerful and inexplicable momentum rose from Lu Yuan's body.

It spreads rapidly like an invisible air film, expanding until it envelops the entire field.

This moment.

Ming Ming Lu Yuan stood at the bottom of the gray white pyramid.

Everyone on the field seemed to need to look up at him.

ps: Asking for a monthly pass, thanks.

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