Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

Knowing that he had completely lost his support, Ali Kumon carved the sign, looked up at the blue sky of Dragon Valley, and tore apart the teleportation talisman in his hand.

The figure of the young god disappeared into the Dragon Valley in an instant.

After a long period of storms, Longgu once again regained its stability. It was so quiet that not even the sound of insects could be heard, only the slight sound of wind humming amidst the mess.

This island, which had been hidden for countless years, fell into sleep again scarred after welcoming the first visitors for so many years.

The capital of the Effie Empire is in chaos.

The city next to the capital also saw the capital shrouded in the cloud of divine punishment at the same moment, dumbfounded.

The response of these cities was far more orderly than the disorderly panic that the capital created in an overwhelming darkness.

The knights of the Royal Knights, who were resting for the last time before returning to the capital in one of the acropolis of the capital, were calming their restless horses and holding their long swords tightly in their hands.

Diarmuid held the reins tightly, held the horse's head in his arms to comfort him, and looked up at the sky above the capital with a serious expression.

After getting along for so many days, Diarmuid's impression of Ali Kumon and Apollo is actually very good.

Although the supreme god of light never gave him any good looks, he didn't treat human beings like ants like the other gods that Diarmuid heard about.

On the contrary, Ali Kumon treated the knights' injuries and was very approachable.

Diarmuid believed that was the true form of the two gods, because the gods did not need to make any disguise in front of humans.

So... Diarmuid sighed, and nine out of ten mistakes were made by the king he was loyal to, who never respected the gods and did not give face to the temples.

Although talking about the king is a felony, Diarmuid still thinks so.

After Apollo bid farewell to Alicumon and they left first, Diarmuid has been full of worries.

The king never bowed his head to any temple, and he didn't mean to be in awe at all when he mentioned the gods. Ali Kumon's special god might not have any reaction, but the supreme god of light must be the subject I can't have that kind of attitude.

Diarmuid once thought that maybe he would see ruins when he returned to the capital.

But now seeing Duan Duan under the cloud of God's punishment—if Duan Duan was only deprived of the light, seeing the complete capital, I don't know whether it should be joy or sorrow.

Such a huge and terrifying divine punishment is rare in the entire history of the Exiled Lands.

"Branch Leader." A high-ranking knight walked up a few steps, holding a helmet in his arms, and leading the horse that had calmed down with his right hand, "We should return to the capital."

"Of course." Diarmuid nodded, and looked around at the knights who had quickly adjusted their status. These knights have been raised in the Knights since childhood, and the idea they have accepted since childhood is for the sake of the Effie Empire. The royal family fights, and they are not afraid of death.

"When are we leaving?" The knight was a little anxious, "Your Majesty will definitely not leave the capital, we have to go..."

"We have to go to die." Diarmuid shrugged, glanced at the knight who was choked by his words, and laughed. He turned on the horse, whistled, and pulled the rein to control the direction of the horse.

The knight came back to his senses, looked at the smiling Diarmuid, and corrected him: "We have to protect His Majesty!"

Diarmuid looked down at him with gentle eyes.

Once the divine punishment brewed by such a huge cloud of divine punishment begins, everything will disappear under it in an instant, unless there are other supreme gods to support them.

But obviously, the Effie Empire is not liked by the gods at all, and one slap that can compete with Apollo can be counted.

Unfortunately, they don't know each other.

So going back now, in addition to sending to death is sending to death.

"If you want to think so." After Diarmuid finished speaking, he pulled the rein and faced the knights behind him, raising his voice and shouting: "Get on the horse! Hurry back to the capital!"

The well-trained knights put on their helmets in unison and turned on their horses. Some heavy armor made a crashing sound, which was obscured by the noise of the crowd from a wall away.

Diarmuid swung his sword and directly opened the gate of the post station they used for rest, and rushed out first with a clip of the horse's belly.

Like a gust of wind, it rushed directly to the city gate that was open to the capital in the south on the right path that nobles could walk on.

The knights in silver-white armor followed closely behind, and the sound of horseshoes knocked on the ground and hit the ears of the civilians.

They looked up at the royal knights who had no chance to see them on weekdays. They no longer cheered like they used to, but stood silently on both sides of the road and watched the knights who were heading in the opposite direction.

The knights didn't have any other thoughts, their eyes were tightly locked on the capital shrouded in darkness, and their whips were whirring.

A group of people quickly passed through the city gate, raised a cloud of dust on the land on the outskirts of the city, and rushed straight towards the capital without moving forward.

Apollo left the Dragon Valley, and appeared again in the sky above the capital of the Efe Empire, where it seemed that he could reach the cloud of divine punishment.

Gilgamesh and Enkidu have not yet appeared.

The ministers and servants stumbled out of Enkidu's bedroom in the darkness, and they couldn't even see the cloud of divine punishment when they raised their heads.

They were completely deprived of light, and they couldn't see anything.

Apollo's sight was not hindered by the darkness at all, and he swept across the faces of the group of ministers and servants, and finally landed on the warehouse they had been to before.

The bright Supreme God's eyes are calm and unwavering, not even a trace of anger can be found, but it makes people feel the pressure and trembling from the soul.

The punishment of the Supreme God is about to come—the creatures that are still within the range shrouded in darkness clearly feel this.

It was especially difficult for them to take another step.

The coercion of the gods made them just want to kneel on the ground, and they couldn't raise a little bit of resistance.

Apollo held up the scepter in his hand, and a ray of light was born in the darkness. The light was so small that it almost blinded the eyes of those who looked up at the sky.

That point of light tore the darkness apart bit by bit, as if it wanted to tear apart the entire capital surrounded by darkness, splitting it in two.

There was compassion in Apollo's eyes, and his expression was calm.

The raised scepter screamed, and the dazzling light suddenly rushed into the frightening darkness, tearing everything into pieces!

As the scepter swung downward, the huge beam of light that directly pierced the darkness descended towards this bustling and huge city at an extremely slow but still terrifying speed.

In the deep and high palace, the roof of the tallest main hall was the first to touch the terrifying power in the silence.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the tip of the roof silently melted and devoured, leaving not even a single residue.

Incomparable panic rose in the hearts of the creatures who were still in the capital, but they were still unable to move.

On the outskirts of the city, the horses of the knights of the Royal Knights never approached the capital, even if the whip whipped them almost to the point of madness.

The spirit of the knights who were tough and not deep in the darkness, like their horses, felt fear in their hearts, and even their calves were shaking, but most of them still gritted their teeth and continued to urge the horses to continue galloping in the direction of the capital.

"Abandon the horse!!" Diarmuid ordered, drawing his two double swords from the space.

If there is anything else that makes him happy besides meeting a king suitable for him to serve, it is probably that his usual weapon was also born into this world with him-although it was regained in other ways.

The maverick knight in leather armor stood up directly from the horseback, kicked hard, and the jaw-dropping jumping force made him directly hook a thick branch by the roadside, turned over and quickly left the spot , to the capital on foot.

Apollo controlled the power in his hands, and the power contained in this divine punishment was a little surprising to him even as the instigator.

If such a huge force is not properly controlled, it will cause permanent damage to the world.

Especially for things controlled by other gods, such as the earth, such as life, such as nature.

Apollo didn't care about other gods, but the god of life made him have scruples.

Thinking of Enkidu getting the godhead of the God of Life, Apollo felt more and more that those two people must not be made bigger.

It doesn't matter whether the godhead of life is destroyed or accepted by him, in short, it cannot be in the hands of those who have enmity with him.

His eyes swept across the only human being who could still act normally under his pressure, and with a hook of his finger, a light force as thick as an arm shot out and attacked Diarmuid.

This human being who was once a hero is too good, if you can't be loyal to him, you can't stay.

Diarmuid did not expect that Apollo would be distracted to notice him. He blocked a small half of the divine power of light with his great anger, but he was still snatched from the air by the huge force and smashed into it viciously. in the field.

Diarmuid coughed up a mouthful of blood and felt that he could hardly keep breathing.

He thought that the gods in this world were much more powerful than the world he was in before, but he never thought that the gods in this world could really crush him to death just by moving his fingers.

The gap is too big.

It took a long time for Diarmuid to climb out of the hole he smashed out, which was usually a simple movement for him.

Seeing that Diarmuid was still alive, Apollo was a little surprised. His gaze swept over the two swords in his hands, and he stopped talking to Diarmuid, who was breathing more energy than breathing, and clenched the scepter in his hand. .

What kind of piss is Gilgamesh? In such a short period of time before, Apollo was able to figure out all kinds of things.

He absolutely did not believe that the opponent would hide in that city in the face of his menacing divine punishment, not to mention that Ali Kumon almost killed Enkidu, whom Gilgamesh valued.

Apollo can fully empathize with that feeling. If Alikumeng is almost killed by someone, he will definitely strangle him without saying a word, no matter who is opposite.

It's okay for him to bully Ali Kumon, and it's okay for him to dislike Ali Kumon, but if someone else is against Ali Kumon, he absolutely can't!

Unsurprisingly, when the main hall was half swallowed by the terrifying divine punishment, a storm broke out suddenly, carrying numerous artifacts and mixed but huge divine power, directly confronting the slowly suppressing power of light.

Many artifacts and the power of the main god hindered the pace of divine punishment—but it was only for a moment.

In the short pause after a wave of impact, the huge range of God's Punishment was compressed into a ball of flames that people dare not look at, wrapping the vacant hand of the Supreme God of Light.

Apollo withdrew his scepter, dodged the divine weapon that was rushing towards him with the sound of piercing through the air, his figure flickered with jealousy, and finally appeared in front of Gilgamesh, and slammed his fist wrapped in flames fiercely on the opponent's face.

The gods were stunned by the brutality with which the High God of Light fought.

It was obvious that the other party used the long-range attack favored by non-combat gods even when they seized the throne before. Why did the fight with this god who came out of nowhere suddenly become so rough? !

The gods were puzzled and touched their own faces.

That must have hurt so much.

Apollo's agility was really unexpected, and Gilgamesh, who was not yet used to the power of the gods, was hit straight, and the whole person flew out.

The powerful body of the god made him not be affected much even if he crashed through several walls, but his face was swollen high after being hit by the compressed light divine power, and his mouth was already battered.

Bloody smell filled his nostrils, Gilgamesh stood up, his scarlet eyes were full of anger.

Apollo didn't let him have time to breathe. As a natural god, if he couldn't even beat Gilgamesh, who was regarded as a newly born god, he would have to find a hole to bury himself, needless to say.

Apollo has never figured out what it is to support Gilgamesh's idea of ​​​​maintaining this dead character.

And the land of exile is the most taboo to reveal wealth, so many artifacts were thrown out by Gilgamesh with a wave of his hand, if he was lucky enough not to be killed by Apollo, his life would not be so peaceful in the future.

Enkidu has become the god of life, and once he reveals that he has a close relationship with a certain combat god, he will also become the target of public criticism.

To put it another way, everyone fights with a kitchen knife. If you have a nanny who is a dick, anyone with a little brain will kill the nanny first and kill you.

Gilgamesh and Enkidu don't seem to be restrained people, and Apollo can almost see the future of these two gods.

The only thing that bothered him was the ancient secrets that Gilgamesh knew.

There is the inheritance and godhead of the God of Life, so what about other gods?

Judging by Ali Kumon's reaction, there must be some.

So where are those inheritances, and whether Gilgamesh knows, and whether there is a way to get those godheads, this is very important.

——But these things are based on the premise that Gilgamesh is still alive.

Apollo's eyes were deep, and there was a wound on his shoulder that was caused by Gilgamesh because he couldn't dodge in time.

He looked at the distressed Gilgamesh, and snorted, and the light gathered from all directions, forming a sharp sword to stab Gilgamesh!

A sword floated out of Gilgamesh's hand, who was in charge of the storm, aiming at the power of light rushing towards him, the divine power filled his body, and reversed the direction of the power of light that was about to touch him.

"A lost dog." Apollo looked down at Gilgamesh, and his tone didn't even have a hint of sarcasm, it was more like stating a fact.

The scepter in his hand was raised high again, the cloud of divine punishment gathered again, and a condensed beam of light roared down at a speed that was completely different from before!

Ali Kumon was stopped by Cain on the outskirts of the nature elf's territory.

He glanced at Cain, who was pretending to be deep, and directly walked around the other party, walking deep.

Cain was stunned, chased after him and stopped him, paused, and said, "Master Satan invites you to the Temple of Darkness."

"What are you doing?" Ali Kumeng glanced at him.

"My lord said, there is something you want." Cain said.

"I don't..." Alikumeng stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. He thought of the name of the goddess of nature in a trance, and narrowed his eyes.

Cain looked Ali Kumon up and down, and he was sure that the other party gave him a different feeling than when he met him before.

Alikumon didn't mind Cain's scrutiny, he waved back the elf who wanted to come up to greet him, and turned his head to make a gesture of invitation to Cain.

"Let's go." Ali Kumeng pursed his lips, but he couldn't bend his usual arc for a long time.

Cain didn't react for a while, and looked at Ali Cumon.

Ali Kumon reminded him: "Go to the Temple of Darkness."

In the dark temple, Lucifer glanced lightly at Ishtar who was standing quietly, and the corners of his lips curved upwards.

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