Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

Balor's power is more violent than imagined.

Apollo realized that the opponent was the first and second generation gods almost the moment he fought against him.

He knew from Ali Kumon that most of the gods in other universes also experienced no less than two changes. The first and second generations of gods disappeared and died.

It is probably the same as theirs, those who should be imprisoned, and those who do not want to be imprisoned choose a corner to be silent.

As for those who fell or disappeared completely inexplicably, I am afraid that they will end up in the Land of Exile.

For example, Rhea, who appeared in the land of exile not long ago, disappeared for a long time after Zeus seized the position of God King, such as Uranus, such as Cronus.

The latter two just fell in the exiled land. Rhea, as the god of time, knew that the things here were about every minute.

And no matter in which universe, there is a natural gap between godhead and divine power.

A generation is usually a god, and the rules recorded in the godhead are much more than the godhead assigned by the more and more detailed priesthood later.

The power they possess is much stronger than that of the second and third generations of gods.

By the same token, the power of the second-generation gods is much higher than that of the third-generation gods.

Unfortunately, Apollo is the third generation of new gods, but the godhead is a bit unexpectedly powerful.

However, no matter how strong it is, it is still a third-generation god who has been weakened a lot.

Apollo, who possessed the power of faith, stopped after probing for a while. He watched Luge dodge and retreat under Balor's attack, and he didn't seem to be struggling.

These two people must have been strangling for a long time. Luge's godhead and divine power were not as good as Balor's, but it was not easy to kill him—although he was killed by black hands while in chaos.

Balor hated Luge who killed him very much. After confirming that Apollo's power was not enough to kill him, he pursued and killed Luge wholeheartedly.

Ruger glanced at Apollo.

Apollo watched them run from here to there and back again.

It's almost like walking a dog.

Ali Kumon, who stood below and watched what happened in the sky through the program, thought so, and continued to walk towards the human town while watching.

The place where they had just stopped was not too far from the town.

Even if the footsteps of ordinary humans are delayed by the obstacles of monsters on the road, it will only take five or six days to get here.

Ali Cumon didn't think that Apollo couldn't handle Balor. Even if he didn't have enough power, he could suppress Balor directly with a little burst of power of faith.

The program clearly calculated the upper limit of Apollo's strength.

So Alikumon wasn't worried at all.

It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

He had just walked through the rain-covered forest, and before enjoying the sunshine for a long time, he was disturbed by Balor.

I'm really not happy.

Ali Kumon was thinking whether to call Apollo to quickly get Balor back, but he stopped because of the traces that suddenly appeared in front of him.

There is a rare open space in front of it, and there is a corpse of a monster beside the open space.

To be more precise, it was a dismembered corpse of a Warcraft.

The wounds on the corpse were not caused by the claws and fangs of the monsters, but the merciless cutting marks of the sharp blades.

Ali Kumeng glanced at the traces of the bonfire that had been treated but could not be buried in the open space, as well as the traces of the temporary camp that he was too familiar with.

He walked over, knelt down and touched the charcoal fire on the quilt, which was still warm.

Just gone.

Human beings who can successfully enter this level in the forest where monsters are rampant are already quite remarkable.

But judging by the movement, there are eighty to nine out of ten that it is not a small mercenary regiment, but probably a well-trained elite.

Ali Kumon paid a little attention to his surroundings, but he saw the group of people he was looking for in an instant.

They were entangled by a monster.

This group of people has uniform uniforms, neat and orderly scheduling, and even their expressions are equally serious.

To be honest, Ali Kumon was a little surprised.

The fighting style of this group of people is really not suitable for fighting monsters in this forest - they seem to be more suitable for one-on-one duels.

Alikumon could tell the occupations of this group of people at a glance.

knight.

And judging from this spirit and awareness, it is either the royal elite or the paladin of the Holy See.

Ali Kumeng's guess is more inclined to the former, because these knights do not have any divine power bonus from any god.

The monster's actions were not at all different from the bulky visuals caused by its huge size. He moved swiftly, with wind under his feet, and he was not afraid of the menacing knights at all, and he used his advantages to continuously inflict wounds on the knights.

The group of knights looked tired and helpless.

This is an eighth-level monster, and it shouldn't appear outside this forest.

In the entire knight order, only their branch leader who was sent to participate in this mission reached the eighth level.

At this moment, their branch leader was standing quietly by the side, wiping his beloved weapon, as if he had no intention of coming to help them.

It must be saying something to hone them again.

The knights thought so in their hearts, but they could only bite the bullet and grit their teeth to resist the harassment from the monsters.

Ali Kumeng glanced at the corpse next to his feet. This monster looked like a miniature version of that monster.

Looking at the angry look of the monster with red eyes, Ali Kumeng felt that his guess had not escaped.

——This group actually killed or ate the cubs of that monster, no wonder the monster was so angry.

He watched with great interest a group of orthodox knights wrestling with monsters who played cards that did not follow common sense.

Looks like playing eagle and chicken.

After all, knights are still more suitable for riding on horseback, charging head-on on the battlefield, or one-on-one duels to maximize their strength.

A long fight is not suitable for a knight, especially a fight under the premise of being crushed by the opponent.

Alikumon looked at the wounds on the knights, and felt a little distressed that they were very expensive armor.

His attention was quickly attracted by the young man in light leather armor, who was cleaning the weapon in his hand, standing outside the knight order.

What kind of appearance is that.

There was obvious admiration in Ali Kumeng's eyes. From the perspective of human aesthetics, it was definitely a very charming face.

The well-shaped thin lips are slightly pursed, the contours of the face are rigid, the expression is calm and resolute, the skin color shows a healthy wheat color due to the perennial sun exposure, the strong body is wrapped in leather armor, and the beautiful muscle lines and figure are exposed. .Nothing left.

This human being exudes a dazzling brilliance of confidence and charm from the inside out, making people feel that no matter how big things happen, he can solve them satisfactorily.

——The only thing that makes people feel regretful is the occasional flash of melancholy in the other party's eyes.

A person with such a glorious appearance should not have such weak emotions, Ali Cumon thought as he leaned against the tree trunk.

And always feel that the other party is missing something.

Ali Kumeng looked at the other party carefully, trying to find out what the other party lacked.

However, before Alikumeng found out, the other party found him.

The knight in leather armor paused for a moment while wiping the weapon, put away the things used for wiping and maintenance, and looked up in the direction where Alikumon was, with calm eyes.

Ali Kumon raised his eyebrows.

But the knight didn't come over. Red and yellow double spears appeared in his hands, and he made a beautiful spear show. With a flash of his figure, he directly stopped the monster in mid-air, who could only see the afterimage.

The knights breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their branch leader finally make a move, and began to check the wounds on themselves and their companions.

In the battle between human beings who are both at the eighth level and monsters, the chances of human beings winning are extremely wide.

Even though the eighth-level monsters can almost speak and understand human speech, their minds are not as flexible as human beings.

Ali Kumon was not surprised to see the unwilling defeat of the monster, and after a long roar, he dragged his seriously injured body and quickly left the area.

Even if it escapes, it won't live long. The bloody smell on its body will attract other monsters. If it is attacked by other slightly stronger monsters before recovering a little, then it has absolutely no possibility of continuing to live.

Ali Kumon slightly admired the knight's agility and strength, and looked up at the sky that was still covered by darkness.

Ruger was still walking Balor.

And the latter was about to explode.

Apollo stood next to him with his arms folded, watching his capable subordinate play helplessly with the dark god.

If Ruger confronts Balor head-on, it's not that he has no chance.

——Balor has no believers in this world, but Luge, as the sun god, has quite a few.

Relying on the power of faith can definitely fight with Balor.

But no.

Once the God of Darkness and the God of Light fall into each other's hands, the peace that has been maintained for so long will definitely collapse in an instant.

Ruger had the courage to fight Balor to death, but he absolutely didn't want to challenge the bottom line that the two sides were already on the verge of peace.

It is much harder to subdue a god than to kill the god.

Luge had to pin his hopes on Apollo.

But this Supreme God doesn't seem to have any intention of doing anything.

Ruger was full of helplessness and had no choice but to continue to dodge.

In fact, Apollo was actually judging by Balor's combat power whether this dark god was worth the godhead of the natural god in Lucifer's hands.

The final answer is worth it, but whether Lucifer is willing to change is another matter.

It is obvious that Alikumon has a desire for that godhead, and Lucifer must want to rely on that main godhead to hang Alikumon.

It's a pity that Lucifer still can't see his own status clearly, Apollo thought, Ali Kumon's heart is all about him now.

Ali Kumon, who has always liked to stay at home quietly, was just making some deals with the gods, but now because of him, he decided to set foot in the mainland to find the materials used to cast the sun carriage.

As long as Apollo thinks about it this way, he feels very comfortable in his heart.

Of course he would not let Ali Kumon do those dangerous things alone, but he also knew that Ali Kumon didn't like to accept things that others gave him.

As for how to make Ali Kumon accept the materials he had and the good things he wanted to give to Ali Kumon, Apollo still had a vague idea in his heart.

But Ali Cumon was a little dazed looking at the knights appearing in front of him.

He didn't understand what the group of knights were doing here instead of taking the time to heal their injuries.

Then he knew.

The group of knights just glanced at him in surprise and didn't say anything more, and started to get busy in the open space where they stayed for a day and a night.

It looks like they plan to re-establish a temporary camp here and recuperate their injuries.

Ali Kumeng glanced at the sky where the dog was still walking, looked away a little bored, stood up straight and prepared to leave.

But the eighth-rank knight blocked his way.

"Are you a priest?" he asked.

Ali Kumeng looked down at himself. Apart from wearing the same white as Apollo, he should not look like a priest, right?

"You have the breath of light and life. I guess you are probably a believer who serves the God of Light." Seemingly understanding Ali Kumon's doubts, the knight replied, the respect in his words made people feel very comfortable, " I am the second head of the Royal Knights of the Effie Empire, Diarmuid Odina."

"..." Ali Kumon felt bad after hearing the name.

Diarmuid took his silence as an acquiescence, with a happy look on his face, "Can you please treat my colleagues?"

Ali Kumon glanced at him.

Another look at him.

"Diarmuid Odina?" Ali Kumon repeated.

Diarmuid was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

The Exiled Lands is indeed a magical place. It seems that not only the gods, but even the heroes have not been spared.

Ali Kumeng looked at him carefully, and finally realized that something was wrong, he asked: "...where is your love mole?"

Diarmuid's expression froze, and the expression he looked at Alikumon suddenly became a little wrong.

"Did it disappear because of death..." Ali Kumeng sighed.

"Are you..." Diarmuid's voice was a little dry. He had a good life in this world. He lost the mole of love bestowed by youth because of death. It affects the women around me too much.

It was precisely because of this that he regained his strength to participate in the assessment of the Royal Knights.

His excellent combat talent soon made him stand out among the boy scouts of the Royal Knights, and he was promoted to the position of head of the branch smoothly all the way.

It was only six short years since he officially entered the Royal Knights.

After getting rid of the shadow of the mole of love, the monarch Diarmuid served this time is also a king with considerable means and vision.

He has never treated this loyal knight badly. The two monarchs and ministers get along well, and Diarmuid seems to have become the most suitable candidate for the next head of the king in the heart of the king.

Diarmuid couldn't be more satisfied with this world.

After being hated and hunted down by the monarch during his lifetime, he cared more about this king who had shown him kindness.

"It's nothing." Ali Kumon shook his head, thinking of Diarmuid's sad ending due to his too much charm, he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, "It's actually... pretty good without that."

Diarmuid also had no intention of continuing this topic. He looked at Alikumon, smiled, and nodded, "I'm fine now."

Alikumeng was a little dazed by his smile, Apollo's smiling face flashed in front of his eyes, and he quickly pulled his mind back.

Human beings have a high tolerance for beautiful things. For beauties, especially capable beauties, except for those who hold jealousy and prejudice in their hearts, most people naturally have a good impression of beauties.

Ali Kumon was no exception. He raised his palm and tapped it lightly in the void.

The surrounding trees and grass trembled for an instant, and small clusters of green light spots emerged from their bodies one after another.

Those spots of light penetrated into the wounds of the knights, but they healed some of their serious injuries in a short while.

Not even a scar.

Diarmuid instantly understood that the man in front of him was definitely not a priest.

—is a god.

God in charge of nature and life.

He dropped to one knee almost instantly.

After being stunned, those knights knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads in silence to show their respect to Alikumon.

They are loyal to the king and have no faith, but they must not disrespect the gods.

Gods want to destroy an empire in a matter of minutes, and no one is stupid enough to fight against the gods.

"Please forgive me for my previous rudeness, noble and benevolent god." Diarmuid was almost frightened to have a heart attack. The gods in this world are different from the gods in his life.

They were more irritable, more elusive, and more powerful than the gods he had encountered before.

Diarmuid, who once killed a god, would never dare to touch a hair of a god in this world.

Because there has never been a precedent for humans to kill gods in this world, and only gods have ever destroyed a country because of a human's disrespect.

This place is chaotic and disorderly, and those gods are not at all like the world he was in before his death. They will often bestow favors on humans, or come to the world to mix with humans.

It is impossible here, the gods here are high above, and they only accept the worship and belief of believers, and what they feed back to humans is nothing but the so-called "blessing".

Diarmuid didn't know whether he was blessed or not, but he felt that it was not equal at all.

Alikumon didn't know what Diarmuid was thinking, he just nodded with a gentle and slow tone: "I forgive you."

The knights were all relieved, and when they got busy again, they were not as casual as before.

"What are you doing here?" Alikumon asked.

"Not long ago, in the depths of the forest, the god of light sent divine punishment." Diarmuid still has a good impression of this gentle and friendly god, and this matter is not worth hiding. "The pope asked the kings to investigate What happened to the divine punishment before?"

"..." Ali Kumon didn't expect that it was something he had figured out. He paused slightly and said to Diarmuid, "You can go back."

Diarmuid was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly came back to his senses, knowing that Alikumon was going to tell him what happened.

"That divine punishment was given to me." Ali Kumon said.

The completely unexpected answer made Diarmuid's face blank.

"But that God of Light has been abolished by me. I don't know if he is still alive." Ali Kumon continued, but his eyes moved from Diarmuid's face to the jerky that the knights dug out of the package.

wipe!

There is meat!

Ali Kumeng didn't notice the sudden stagnation of the atmosphere as soon as his voice fell.

"Are you...the god of the dark camp?" Diarmuid's tone was a bit difficult and his voice was dry.

"No." Alikumon shook his head, and Diarmuid was somewhat relieved by his blunt answer, but the former didn't care about the worries of these knights at all, and directly tugged Diarmuid's arm ,"I want to eat meat."

Diarmuid, who switched channels too quickly and couldn't react: "..."

"I want to eat meat." Ali Kumon reiterated.

Diarmuid finally came to his senses and handed his share of jerky to Ali Kumon.

He looked at Ali Kumon, who was gnawing on the jerky, and felt a little complicated.

Since coming to this world, he has never seen such a simple, rude and down-to-earth god.

It's really a first.

Apollo finally chose to capture Balor alive and throw it to Cain who ran back again after teasing Abel for a long time.

Only at this time, even if light and darkness confront each other, they will not really pinch each other, because the final chaos is not far away, so neither side is willing to provoke trouble at this time.

Cain also solemnly thanked Apollo.

Ali Kumeng noticed that the darkness in the sky had dissipated, and with a blissful face, he looked back at Apollo who was walking with his jerky in his mouth, and beckoned.

"Apollo, come here, there is meat." He shouted.

Once again, the knights knelt in fright.

The author has something to say: Ali Kumon: I can finally eat meat.

Apollo: My daughter-in-law hooked up with a vixen in a short time.

Knights: The head of the branch is a man with the aura of "big things will happen when you go out". I am so tired, I don't want to go on missions with the head of the branch anymore.

Diarmuid: ...It's just a coincidence, I'm really not lucky E.

☆、Inherent attribute lucky E