Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

It was over, no one cheered, and all that was left was endless silence.

Westerners would seem a little impatient, "Hurry up and play the next one."

Numb.

"It's best to continue using the Three Gods Cards and end it sooner rather than later."

As for Su Ming's subsequent changes, they would not care.

After all, anything that could happen to this person is possible.

Su Ming opened his eyes and found that Queen Hou Tu and the underworld had disappeared from the arena at some point.

There was no time to see you off.

Including the audience below, they were all confused: "When did he leave? I'm a little confused."

But even if he is gone, his people will still express their admiration to him.

Billions of people cheered in unison.

"Farewell! Follow the example of Heaven and glorify the Earth!"

The goddess Hou Tu, who pacified the nine provinces and controlled the underworld, has passed away.

She came quietly, just as she left quietly, without leaving much on the ring, but took the Three Saints away.

Facing the three great saints of the West, he was able to exit without any injury.

But in reality, is Hou Tu Niangniang really as An Ran as she appears to be?

Just as Ometeto said, after she returns this time, she will need to spend half her life to wash away the karma that went against heaven.

But that’s all in the future, Su Ming can’t help much for now.

"Valkyrie, please." Su Ming made a bowing gesture.

Brunhilde nodded, naturally understanding what to do.

"The sixth match of the Sacred Arena, the overall score is 6/1, the match continues."

"Next, please invite the Western manager to take the lead in summoning the gods to fight."

The Valkyrie gave one last reminder, asking Dam if he wanted to use the Three Gods Card.

Dam, who was sitting on the altar, was distracted and had no concentration.

What exactly happened in there?

As the person in charge, he couldn't even see the Three Saints for the last time.

Combined with the previous things, whether it is Jupiter Chaos, Odin Zeus, or even the ancient Egyptian sun god Ra...

After their death, these saints left traces on Su Ming.

It can also be said that Su Ming's sainthood was built up with the lives of these Western saints, which is truly terrifying when you think about it.

"Is it possible that all the arenas are for just one thing..."

To create a god. No, to create a saint!

Dam murmured in his heart, but did not dare to reveal a word.

It wasn't until the Valkyrie called his name again that Dam came back to his senses.

"Okay, use the Three Gods Card."

Dam's words shocked everyone present.

Did you renew the Sanshen Card directly?

The pace of the Holy Arena is ridiculously fast. There are a total of twenty games, and the sixth game has already ended.

If you use the Three Gods Card, you will go directly to the ninth game.

But whether or not the Three Gods Card is used, the West will select the player first.

Su Ming sat calmly on the altar, carefully feeling himself.

In the previous game, he had already cultivated the sixth petal of the golden flower, and now the Three Indian Saints were also in his pocket.

But the strange thing is that the power of the Three Saints is not enough for him to give birth to the seventh petal of the Golden Flower of the Great Dao. I am afraid that it will become more and more difficult as time goes by.

However, the actual improvement is still very significant.

Just now, he was able to fight back and forth with the Three Saints with his six-petaled golden flower and his semi-saint body.

Now, even if the saint does not let go, he can still hold out for a while.

"Three God Cards..." Dam woke up subconsciously and made this decision.

But many things can be attributed to fate, and once you make a choice, it’s a choice.

As for the final arrangement, that is the business of the unknown divine realm.

Jehovah was already extremely worried at this moment: "We have already used the Three God Cards. One against three, who can handle this important task?"

If the other party sends out three quasi-saints, there would still be some chance.

But what the East lacks the least is saints.

Seeing silence everywhere in the Divine Realm, it seemed that no one was willing to leave.

"Is there a possibility that this Three Gods Card can be used in this way?"

“It doesn’t have to be one against three.”

Ahura continued, "Three against one is still possible."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the saints present understood that this was the way to go.

But it’s too... embarrassing.

Dongfang used the Three Gods Card twice, both times against three at one time.

When it came to the West, it was a precedent for three against one.

"There's nothing we can do. We can't afford to lose. If we can win a game we're sure to win, we'd rather not lose face."

Because they have never won in the true sense.

Allah nodded: "If it's three against one, it's a sure win."

But in this case, this fight becomes a battle to save life.

"Hahaha, if that's the case, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Let me do it. I'll go down and lead the charge. I hope you guys can help me!"

Before the three-on-one plan was finalized, someone jumped off the ring.

When everyone looked up, they shook their heads helplessly.

"It turned out to be him."

Then it all understood.

Batara, a saint who had completely given up, unexpectedly stood up at this moment. It should have been incredible, but considering the particularity of this battle.

I understand.

"In fact, it's better to let Batala go. His pantheon is too small and doesn't have many living beings. Even if he dies..."

These words sound very cruel, but that is how it seems to those top bosses. After all, in the entire pantheon that Batara belongs to, the only one they can look up to is him.

He is the Lord of the Sulu pantheon, the only creator god, Batara!

Seeing him coming, the crowd below wailed wildly.

"Our ancestors are here. Originally, they were afraid that you would be implicated and didn't want to expose you to the world, but now it seems that our ancestors are fearless."

"Then with our most pious hearts, we respectfully invite you... Lord Batala!"

The eyes of the whole world are on one island, that is the Filipinos.

“So Batala is the supreme god in Philippine mythology?”

Everyone thought that the West was going to use the Three God Cards, and Batala was going to fight one against three until the Heavenly Gate continued to surge.

Soon another saint arrived and landed on the ring.

"The world has awakened me, and I will repay the world with enthusiasm."

"Hello, my name is Tanie. Maybe you don't know my name, but my light will surely shine brightly throughout the audience."

It is true, it is very strange, no one has heard of this name.

In a situation like this, they can only wait for their people to claim it.

After looking around, I finally saw the sound of capers in the Pacific Southwest.

"It's my fellow New Zealanders. I seem to hear the Maori war song."

There is no doubt that this saint named Tani is the lord of New Zealand mythology, a ruthless man who can tear apart the world with his bare hands.

But everyone's excitement about Tani's arrival didn't last long.

Instead, I thought of a problem. The Three Gods Card... is not one against three.

"I am dying of laughter. Three saints were defeated in the last game, and the same is true in this one."

"The Three Gods Card is in your hands. So this is how you use it."

Westerners also felt embarrassed in the face of the Dragon people's ruthless ridicule.

But there was no way, as two saints had already come down in a short while.

The third one started brewing...