Chapter 62: The Spiral of Fate
The sky is high, and it is not famous.
The thick land is not named.
In the past, before the heaven and earth were formed, the Chaos Wasteland was the first god of the third.
The god of Su water is the first father; The god of turbidity, Ti Chemo, is also the mother of all things; The chaotic god desert mother, the form and rhyme are not divided.
These three, the primordial qi, are not known in appearance.
Sushui and the salt sea are blended, yin and yang are virtuous, reproductive ends, demons are born, and the gods are born.
He wanted to destroy the gods, but was resisted and resisted by Eah. Ea used a spell to remove his armor and punish him in battle.
When Chemo heard that her husband had died, she was angry and swore to be her husband's revenge.
There is a god Marduk's arrows to shoot clear ink, for the rest of his life, splitting his huge body into two, vibrating the upper half to create the sky, trampling the lower half for the earth, using his muscles and flesh to create all things and creatures. The vastness between heaven and earth has become a place for all things to live and multiply.
Conan, the barbarian king, the king of all heroes, single-handedly knocked down the invincible Mother Earth God, even if the gods faced such a strongman, how could they not worship with sincerity?
Today's barbarian kings are strong enough and strong enough to rule even the gods.
As the god Tiamat returned to the depths of the earth, the barbarian king felt that the heavens and the earth had returned to peace, and he stepped into the palace of the gods, which was the meeting of the Father!
Step by step into the heaven of the gods as a human being, at this moment, with him, it seems that there are countless heroic souls of human heroes.
The Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Palace, the Odin of Northern Europe, the Zeus of Olympus, and the Indra of the Heavenly Realm. There are even some gods from the Savage Lands, all of them gathered in a magnificent hall, resplendent in gold, filled with infinite clouds, and constantly flashing with thunder, like a fairyland shrine.
The god of thunder, the god of fire, the god of the sea, the god of death, the god of the mountains, the god of winter. When the incomparably noble gods entered this hall, the atmosphere was incomparably warmer.
The interior of the conference hall is circular and is divided into eight large sectors: east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northwest, and northeast.
Between the eight large sectors, there are seven huge high platforms.
The rostrum in the center is reserved for the organizers of the conference and other important figures.
Generally speaking, the presiding officers of the Council of the Heavenly Father are the god kings of the major god systems, but at this moment, standing on the rostrum is a person, a real human being, and that is Conan!
"From this moment on, there is a part of humanity that belongs to the seat here." Conan stood on a high platform and said that he now had enough power and prestige to free humanity from the slavery of the gods.
"The gods shall not walk freely on the earth, but must dwell in the palaces we have built for you."
"Are you imprisoning us?" Emperor Shaktien said coldly, his body shining with infinite thunder light, holding the vajra in his hand, and his expression was displeased.
The gods naturally had palaces on the earth, built by their enslavement of man, and the great palaces were cast of bronze and huge stones, inlaid with precious stones and gold, and they had fun in them.
But enslaving humans to build a palace by oneself is a completely different concept from being imprisoned in a palace by humans.
"Shakti, are you going to oppose me?" Reprimanding Dao Emperor Shakti indifferently, a violent emotion appeared in Conan's eyes at this moment, and a powerful force appeared around him.
The moment Conan and Shakti made eye contact, Shakti felt as if his whole body was suddenly frozen inside and out, but then his blood was boiling, as if his whole body was about to burn.
The battle intent is burning, as the god lord and the god of war, at this moment, the emperor Shakti holds the golden thunder in his hand, takes two steps forward, exhales and raises his voice, and a strong power emerges from the vajra.
"Conan, although you have repelled the Mother Earth Goddess, it does not mean that you are invincible. Human bravery is commendable, but now that you regard the dignity of the gods as nothing, you must also know the power of the gods. ”
"Enemies of the gods, can the broken humans survive today?!"
Shakti confronted the barbarian king Conan, although it was true that Conan defeated Tiamat, but the gods were not completely powerless, but the gods were restrained by Tiamat too great.
In the real battle of life and death, it is not known who will kill the deer.
"Hmph, Emperor Shakti, you seem to have made a mistake, building a palace for you is already my Conan's respect," Conan sneered, it seemed that the gods had not yet figured out the current situation. "Do you think that stinky shrimp are qualified to cast a temple?"
The human race has appeared as a peerless powerhouse, and all human beings are his subjects and his property.
Even among the gods, only those who are truly powerful are considered qualified by Conan to be eligible for human worship, and as for those stinky shrimp and rotten fish-like things, they are also worthy of being worshipped?
"Are you going to be the enemy of all the gods?" Zeus also spoke up, he didn't expect Conan to mean so "harsh".
"Hahaha, Zeus, do you think everything can gain the respect of my Conan? The gods had to dwell in palaces made for them by man, the gods had to take turns on duty, the moon had to come out at night to illuminate the earth, and the sun had to cross the sky during the day. ”
"This is the law of my Conan, which all humans and gods must follow."
"Then let's fight!" How could Shakti endure to be subservient to humans, and he was about to do it in an instant, but Conan's speed was faster than Shakti, and in an instant, the powerful attraction was like a whirlpool of angry seas, and it was constantly derived from Conan's five fingers, waving his left arm, opening his huge claws, and pulling back violently!
In an instant, the strong attraction was like a whirlpool in the angry sea. An endless stream of emancipation emanated from between Conan's five fingers, trying to suck Shakti back to his side.
However, Emperor Shakti is a god king after all, just waved the vajra in his hand, and blasted out head-on, and when he landed, a deafening loud sound of "bang~" erupted, and countless thunderbolts rushed around, and the blasting storm roared wildly, sweeping in all directions.
"By doing so at the Father's meeting, you will use your dignity to establish my law." Conan also looked forward to asserting the authority of his own law with the dignity of a god-king.
The indestructible explosive force was released through the body, and the emperor felt the power of Conan at this moment, the kind of power attribute completely different from the gods, full of wild cosmic power, destroying everything.
The gods present changed color in unison, and although the power was not directed at them, they did feel a sense of destruction.
"Arrogance!" Emperor Shakti roared, and the power erupted like a torrent, out of control, and the golden thunder spread throughout the hall in an instant, and the storm and thunder entangled, directly shattering the entire high platform.
(End of chapter)