Pokemon Creation: I'm Inspired by Digimon

Embarrassing, so fucking embarrassing!

Originally, they wanted to give Zou Xu a chance to take control of the words, but after seeing the battle dragon Omega, their words suddenly became stuck in their throats, and even Ares's horse fell limply to the ground.

Not only is there a gap in strength, but it is also an absolute lag behind in terms of momentum, status, and level.

The other party just stood there, even more pressure than the other eleven Olympus gods collectively put on Ares. Even his breathing was quite unsmooth, and he could barely force it out by pressing the sword with both hands on the ground. Suppress your body shape.

Even he was like this, not to mention Hermes, who was trembling and hunched over without kneeling on the ground, with cold sweat dripping from his face, and an unconcealable panic in his heart.

He was originally a god known for his cunning and cunning, but against someone whose strength far surpassed his own, all his original plans and shrewd calculations came to naught.

The two parties were confronting each other like this, and Zou Xu was not in a hurry. He just wanted to wait for the other party to bow his head. Before he could cause trouble to them, these miscellaneous gods found him first.

"Zou...Mr. Zou Xu, please...can you let your elf take back some of its momentum? We are here to make a deal this time. We have absolutely no evil intentions!" Hermes said This sentence seems weak.

"What do you think?" Zou Xu ignored the other party and teased Ares, tilting his head.

Ares said nothing, but from the trembling and weak legs of the other party and the trembling hands pressing the sword, you can tell what kind of pressure the other party is facing now. They underestimated this human named Zou Xu. .

As expected of a human being chosen by the World Tree, this level of strength is definitely above that of their Twelve Gods’ Guards, even the Emperor Huanglong, who is not judged to be the third largest force in the Gods’ Guards, is no more than this.

"Ares!" Aphrodite looked at Ares who was struggling to support him, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help but feel distressed. If it weren't for herself, the other party wouldn't have to bear this at all.

"That's enough!" Aphrodite wanted to plead for Ares, but unexpectedly Zou Xu just smiled indifferently and said: Ares, the Western God of War, is it possible that you can achieve this and let a woman plead for you? pitiful! "

These words were like a ruthless sharp blade that penetrated Ares's heart and defeated all his energy.

Ares is an extremely proud man. The more you oppress him, the more he resists, even if it means death.

But at the same time, he is also a person who values ​​​​honor extremely. The name of the God of War is even more important to him than his own life. Now that Zou Xu is using this as an excuse, of course he can't bear it.

In this regard, Zou Xu didn't feel soft-hearted at all. If the other party attacked him, he would have to bear the price of attacking him. Compassion to the enemy was cruelty to himself.

Think about it from another perspective. If Guilmon is captured, then he may be facing this situation. Will the other party be merciful?

He will never let himself face this kind of dilemma, so he must be absolutely cruel and put away his useless pity.

"Did I give you permission to speak?!"

"Leave it to me, Master!" This woman couldn't see the situation clearly, and the demon beast was happy to teach her to take a step forward, with an evil purple light shining on her long white fingers.

"What do you want to do!" Aphrodite shrank back in fear.

Now that all her strength is sealed, she has no power to resist whatever the other party wants to do to her.

"I'll tell you something heartfelt so that you can understand clearly!" The demon beast smiled charmingly and pierced the opponent's chest with one claw.

Aphrodite's eyes widened, large amounts of light particles spurted out like a fountain from the large hole in her chest, and the demonic power continued to spread along the large hole in her chest.

"Take a deep breath, it's normal to feel dizzy!"

"Aphrodite!" Hermes struggled to get up, but the pressure from the Omega Beast War Dragon was too strong. His constant struggling movements and green clothes made him look like a turtle. So funny and pitiful.

"What do you want!" Ares finally couldn't hold on anymore and grabbed the sword with one hand, kneeling tremblingly on one knee, his red eyes full of unwillingness.

"This is your attitude in negotiating!"

"Crack!" More powerful force pressed down again. Ares was staggered by this force. He supported the ground with his hands in humiliation, barely letting himself fall completely.

A feeling of despair surged into his heart. As the God of War, this was the first time he felt this way. He had never been so powerless even when facing Zeus.

Humiliation, the ultimate humiliation!

Only then did he fully understand how ridiculous the name of the God of War was in the opponent's mouth. It would be too easy for the opponent to kill him.

Do you want to ask for mercy? Put down your dignity as a god of war? Ares felt confused for the first time in his life.