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144 The Weak Chicken Gods

The strange howl loudly and terrifyingly. As soon as it appears, it quickly spread to every corner of the area around the barber shop. Some ordinary people who are still here turn their attention here.

He even started to rush towards the barber shop with courage.

However, after an invisible wave passed, whether it was the passers-by who wanted to join in the fun or the others who were staying in the room, they couldn't help but fight with their eyelids and eventually fell asleep.

That is a special ability displayed by someone among the gods.

The unique power brushed across Charles' body, but it could only make the shadow of the resentful spirit in his spirit body tremble slightly without any effect. Cassidio, who relied on the super spiritual power, was completely immune.

The two witches were a little distressed, but they recovered soon.

It looks like Charles' talent for the arrival of the night, with a great show of popularity, but there is nothing special about being strong on the outside but not being strong on the inside.

"It's more suitable to do the finishing work."

Charles murmured, not paying much attention to this, and kept looking at the barber shop where all kinds of noises were heard.

The screams that seemed to be hostile to the pagan gods. They should be people from the Vodou, or the gods began to fight back.

I didn't know what was going on inside, but then there were bursts of lightning flashing in the house and the majestic scolding. The group of doorkeepers outside couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the barber shop.

However, Charles, who was watching from the distant roof, obviously could not see the specific situation.

But it didn't take long for him to get such trouble.

Because the barber shop was hit by a group of things he was very familiar with!

The house is a two-story building, standing quietly at the intersection of the street edge, with high-voltage telephone poles near the corner. The collapsed house overwhelmed it, so that the lightning flashed.

What smashed the house was actually a stream of demonic black smoke surging!

"The Vodou gods opened the door to hell."

Cassidio's voice came from his ears, "There is a pagan god named Regba in the Vodou religion who often deals with hell and can enter hell at will. It is said that with his help, Vodou religion also imitates hell and has its own small hell."

"Since he can open the door, why does the devil still try his best to open another one?" Charles asked after hearing this.

"Because the Vodou sect's Regba charges very high, and the demons he leads out will be controlled by him to a certain extent. Therefore, it is not the best choice..."

The collapsed house caused dust to spread. As the two of Charles communicated, the group of black smoke rushed out of their original positions frantically, and then rushed towards the gods teleporting outside the collapsed house.

The demon black smoke is very large, but it seems that it is not an opponent of the pagan gods.

Shire also saw the general strength of these pagan gods.

Flames, frost, strong winds, and even gravels of building ruins, and some abilities that seemed to him were just low-level elemental spells, were used by these divine sects.

The colorful torrent of elements was swallowed and covered by the large group of black smoke that was storming away, emitting a series of undecisive lights, which seemed useless, but they obviously gradually gained the upper hand under the continuous attacks.

The power seems to be good, but there is no refined operation.

"But it's enough to threaten me." Looking at all this, Charles secretly glad that he was not reckless.

No matter how powerful his spiritual body is, his body is always a shortcoming. Although he seems to have a special life talent, he does not dare to joke about his life before he truly understands it.

Shire had tried to cut himself to see how the warm currents in his body would react. However, except for finding that he had good recovery, he had basically no other gains.

...

Most pagan gods with basic "skills" attacks are very powerful, but they don't seem to be so fast, which means that Shire can rely on his mind to resist this attack.

Only three of them, he was not sure whether he could confront them head-on.

An old man wearing a white-haired cloak did not attack, but the black smoke that was close to him disappeared, and his ability was inexplicable.

He was Odin, the leader of the Nordic pagan gods.

A middle-aged man in suit and trousers, this man is good at lightning, and his firing speed can basically reach his target in the blink of an eye. It seems that the lightning is flying very quickly.

Too far away, the Eye of Real cannot take effect, but through Cassidio's explanation, Charles also learned that this person is the famous Zeus. His strength is not surprising, or this performance is already weak enough.

The last one was a brown-skinned woman in strange costumes. Her attack speed was not very fast, and her attack ability was also a flame attack that Charles should have ignored. However, from the color of the flame blooming from her arms, it was dark red and bloody, which seemed to be not a normal flame.

Her name is Kali, and she is an Indian god.

Overall, pagan gods are not surprisingly low in their methods, but their threats are also extraordinary.

"At the same time, there are many strange means."

While he muttered, other changes in his eyes appeared again.

The large number of demon black smoke erupted, causing the pagan gods to be a little busy, but they were not very dangerous. After launching this attack, the besieged Vodou did not make any other noises.

Their methods did not appear again until all the demon smoke was resolved and the dust caused by the collapse was completely gone.

A tall figure broke out from the ruins, with a stigma, three meters tall, with scarlet eyes and a strong black air breath.

"This..." Cassidio frowned when he saw this. "He is a human body, but I feel the breath of the god... God Roya possessed?"

If I could get close, I could be sure what he was. Charles responded secretly, staring at the situation in the venue without blinking.

After the Tartar appeared, the pagan gods had already taken action. Countless attacks flew away, but the attack on the man had no effect at all, as if a stone was sinking into the sea.

Even Zeus's lightning and the flames of the Indian goddess Kali,

"It should be God Roya. Although he has little reputation, African civilization is primitive. Until now, there are still many humans who believe in him."

Cassidio suddenly explained. "So if the pagan god had no other means, he would probably not be able to trap him."

Things seemed to be heading towards his words. Seeing that the "spell" attack was invalid, a fat black man's body suddenly swelled, and a giant elephant phantom appeared all over his body. Then, a loud elephant chirping sounded instantly, rumbling, and the phantom followed the fat black man and rushed towards the Taurus fiercely!

However, it was a pity that although it looked very strong and even caused the ground to tremble continuously after the collision, the fat black man suddenly rebounded and fell to the ground. His dizzy head was stomped on by the tauren.

This seemed to be the most powerful physical attacker of these gods, but it was not effective. In the group of gods, arrows braved the purple light rushed away and rebounded and landed without any success.

At the same time, a dazzling light similar to Charles' talent suddenly bloomed in the hands of a young man in a suit and tie among the gods, as if he wanted to blind the Taurus, but he didn't find out whether it was of any specific use. Instead, it made the Taurus furious, changed his previous slow look, lowered his head, took a few breaths, and then stepped on the ground and rushed away!

Chaos inevitably occurred. The pagan gods gathered together were shocked and many were scratched and beaten and smashed.

The situation seems to be confirmed.

But these people did not really leave, but instead kept around the Tauren to delay time, as if waiting for something.

Charles could see that he even saw their backhand. It was Odin wearing a white cloak.

At this moment, he was hiding in the corner and watching the stigma show off his fierceness and remain indifferent, but there were golden rings blooming all over his body.

Charles was very curious about his methods, but in fact, this curiosity was satisfied soon. When a huge shout appeared, the golden halo was broken, and the majestic tauren suddenly stopped, then his body became weak and he collapsed on the ground so easily!

"Odin controls power and death." Cassidio sighed. "But the Vodouites are proficient in death, so they are so--"

He had just explained halfway, but his voice came to an abrupt end.

Because the battlefield below has changed again.
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