Chapter 170 The Mountain of the Gods mutated, and they came out!
Far away on the turbulent sea surface, an embarrassed figure emerged.
His body was covered with shocking scars, and his handsome face was twisted and full of pain.
"Lord Apollo!"
Anxious shouts rang out.
Several figures turned into rainbow light and came, carefully supporting the blond man.
"Master Apollo, the King of Gods asked us to come here specially to welcome you." said the subordinates.
Apollo was all wet, like a drowned rat.
When he thought of the humiliation he suffered today, he felt filled with grief and anger.
Through this failure, I don't know how many believers I will lose, and I will become the laughing stock of the whole world.
Now, I am so embarrassed!!
"Emperor Xiao Tian, it's all his fault for taking action. Otherwise, with that boy's strength, how could he have caused any harm to me?"
Apollo was very annoyed and said angrily.
When he thought of the black-haired man, he was filled with fear and fear. He was simply a terrifying god of death!
Return to the Mountain of the Gods.
Under the strange looks of everyone, Apollo was helped in with a limp.
"Hey Apollo, long time no see. How are you?"
The one who shouted was a curly-haired man wearing golden armor. He had a long and hideous scar on his cheek and exuded a fierce and fierce aura.
The successor of Ares, Nibel.
Nibel obviously had a problem with Apollo. Seeing the awkward posture of Apollo, he directly spoke and deliberately mocked him.
Apollo felt his cheeks burning with pain, glared at Nibel and growled: "Hey, shut up your bitch!"
Nibel shrugged and was about to laugh when he heard a cold voice in his ears.
"enough!"
Nibel was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth knowingly.
Everyone lowered their heads one after another, not daring to take a breath.
On the throne.
Peter II was filled with rage,
"Isn't it embarrassing enough? Because of this damn thing, Heaven has stepped on the head of the Mountain of Gods again!
"Apollo, should you say something about your stupidity?"
Apollo's face was ugly, "Great God King, I never thought that a miracle would be born in Daxia at this juncture."
"This time the Kyushu deity is called Hou Yi, and he is very good at long-range shooting."
"The sun I transformed into can't escape his strike range at all. It feels like it's been restrained by some kind of nature."
"Hou Yi..." Peter II muttered silently, feeling a little irritable in his heart.
With such new members joining, the strength of Tianting has grown again.
"Of course, the one who plays a driving role in this is the Lord of Heaven, Xiao Tiandi!"
Apollo said in a resentful tone: "Otherwise, with just that newly promoted inheritor, I could kill him on the spot with just one hand!"
"Humph, you idiot, it would be great if you can save your life." Peter II sneered.
Everyone nodded.
Now in the entire West, strictly speaking, there are only a handful of strong men who can survive encountering the God of Killing.
If Hou Yi's successor hadn't appeared, Apollo would have succeeded this time. Not only could he escape intact, but he could also slap Heaven in the face.
It's a pity that something went wrong in the middle!
Next time I think about repeating the same trick, it is obviously impossible.
After all, Heaven has the successor of Hou Yi and has super high air superiority in long-range strikes!
"King of Gods, are we just going to let this go? When will the glory of the God Mountains be restored?"
"Those despicable heretics should be burned alive!"
Apollo snapped with emotion.
He only spent a year in seclusion, and the world structure has undergone earth-shaking changes.
In the past, Daxia, which had knelt before the transcendent forces, actually straightened its back to check and balance the Westerners.
This was unacceptable to Apollo!
Peter II's face was gloomy, and his eyes were flashing with blue thunder and lightning.
Why didn't he want to take revenge and bring that Eastern country back to its original shape?
However, how to remove the nail in heaven has become an extremely difficult problem.
at this time.
Earth-shattering rumblings erupted from the Gods Mountain!
The earth shook and the mountains shook, the wind and clouds changed color, and powerful momentum rose into the sky.
Not far away, there were screams one after another, and the source of the sound was the patrolling divine guard.
"What's going on?!" Everyone was shocked.
"Could it be..." Peter II noticed this familiar aura, and felt as if a storm was rising in his heart.
He stood up suddenly and roared: "Stop, the mountains of gods cannot tolerate your arrogance!!"
The sound contains surging magic power, turning into sound waves that sweep in all directions.
Peter II's body was filled with terrifying thunder and lightning, and a majestic divine image emerged behind him.
He has white hair hanging loosely on his shoulders, a thick snow-white beard, deep eyebrows, a high nose, and a calm and intimidating face.
Wearing a golden linen robe, he revealed his powerful hands, holding the twisted and terrifying lightning.
King of Gods, Zeus!!!
"Haha, Peter II, after so many years, I thought you would be the first to reach that level, but in the end you are still standing still."
"It seems it's not too late for me to show up. I still have a chance to seize the power I once had!"
The loud and majestic voice echoed through the sky.
Immediately afterwards, there was an overwhelming sense of oppression. In an instant, everyone was out of breath, and their eyes were filled with fear.
That terrible madman from back then actually led his old troops to see the light of day again?
Wasn't his cultivation sealed and collectively imprisoned in a dungeon?
How did they do that?!!
Above the Mountains of the Gods, a dozen figures stood standing in the void.
Everyone's eyes are full of resentment, and they can't wait to take back everything they have lost.
headed.
He is a tall and burly white man, exuding strong coercion.
With a cruel smile on his lips, he looked down at the panicked figures below.
Arrogant and arrogant attitude, high and mighty!
Behind him, a huge divine form condensed.
It was an irritable-looking, silver-haired old man, wearing sacred mighty armor and holding an exaggeratedly shaped ferocious sickle in his hand.
It seems that if they disagree, their lives and souls will be ruthlessly harvested.
This is the leader of the gods after Zeus in Greek mythology.
He is the second generation Titan King, called Cronus!!!
His successor is called Antonio!
Rumble…
The two sides collided with each other as if their substantial powers collided, setting off waves of violent air currents in the Mountains of the Gods.
Countless people were staggering around with horrified expressions on their faces, feeling that a disaster was coming!