Eight hundred and seventieth chapters soul cutting
In ancient Greek mythology, there is an incomparable and unparalleled god. He is the truly supreme god of war. He has never been defeated. He has done many things that no god has ever done. He has defeated enemies that even God King Zeus cannot defeat.
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He was the son of Zeus and a mortal. He was half-human and half-god at the beginning. After finally putting down the rebellion of the giants, he was awarded the godhood of the Olympus Temple and was transferred to the world as "Hercules".
His name is Hercules! "Hercules?"
Ye Chen's eyes flashed slightly, staring at "Nilvodos" in front of him, feeling shocked.
Ancient Greek mythology is relatively close to many ancient myths and legends described in the Chinese Book of Mountains and Seas. Ye Chen has always believed that these things are just myths and legends, stories written by later generations for a certain belief. He has absolutely no idea that these things are just myths and legends.
Thinking that these gods who exist in myths and legends actually exist! "Hercules?"
Long Dingtian and others are all knowledgeable people. When they heard this name, their hearts surged and their expressions were horrified. They looked at "Nilvodos" with deep awe and disbelief.
There is an essential difference between humans and gods. There is such a gap between them and the monks in the small world, as well as the ancient Greek gods standing in front of them at this moment.
Compared to the rest of the astonished people, Ximoronger had his arms folded and his eyes seemed calmer.
The Irish family is one of the oldest families in the world. If you want to trace its history, their family's foundation is no weaker than the ancient Chinese myths or the myths and legends of ancient Greece.
He knew very well that whether it was ancient Chinese myths or ancient Greek legends, they all existed, and the so-called gods among them were a group of beings who controlled extraordinary powers and could use them to extradite or punish people.
They were also a group of immortal cultivators, but because people at that time didn't know how to call them, they used the title of gods.
"Nilvodos" should be renamed Hercules at this moment. He looked at Ye Chen with a half-smile, and seemed to be surprised: "I didn't expect that you also know me. It seems that the legend of the Olympus Mountains is really
It has been praised by countless generations!”
After he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and the conversation suddenly changed: "Since you know who I am, you should know what I represent!"
"You want to kill me, do you think you can do it?"
Hercules spoke with unparalleled confidence and domineering. He had single-handedly turned the tide, saved the Olympus Temple from collapse, defeated many evil giants, and even Hades, the king of Hades, was stepped on by him.
At his feet, the ferocious three-headed hell dog was also beheaded by him. Ares, the God of War, lowered his proud head in front of him. Throughout his life, who had he ever been afraid of?
"Hercules is indeed a resounding title!"
Ye Chen's face remained unchanged and he nodded lightly: "I don't know if the things you did in Greek myths and legends are true, but it is undeniable that you are a hero!"
"But even so, so what?"
Ye Chen raised one hand and pointed directly at Hercules.
"I will never interfere with where you are going, but the person you possess will die today!"
"If you want to stop me, even if you are a Hercules, you can only fight in one battle!"
Ye Chen's voice had an unquestionable tone. Although it was plain, everyone could hear his determination to kill Nilvodos.
All the powerful men were shocked. Ye Chen had previously faced off against four immortal cultivators in the small world, one against four. Now he had to face the gods directly. What else in this world could he not dare to do?
"Courageous enough!"
Hercules had a smile on his lips and an inexplicable light in his eyes.
"Since my invincible Olympus Temple, I have never heard anyone want to challenge me. You are the first one in this thousand years!"
He put his hands behind his back and glanced sideways at the sky, with a mysterious aura of vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
"I don't know what grudge you have against Nilvodos, but he is my servant and my representative in the world. I must save his life!"
"If you want to kill him, then use your strength to speak!"
Hercules is indeed different from many opponents Ye Chen has encountered before. He has no unnecessary nonsense. At this moment, when he speaks, his breath suddenly expands and splits the nine heavens. He is just like Shi Zhanyuan and others. They are all more real than others.
Yuan Geng’s true power is more condensed.
In ancient Greek mythology, Heracles never bowed to others, and traveled across the worlds of humans and gods without ever being defeated. He had an innate aura of roughness about him, and countless people were subdued by his strength.
In his eyes, Ye Chen is just one of many people.
"It turns out that the ancient gods were also cultivators of immortality!"
Ye Chen felt the true power of Heracles reaching the sky, and he suddenly understood.
He knew that talking more would be useless, so he immediately put his two fingers together, and at his fingertips, a sword light was faintly visible.
"I respect you as a hero of the generation, and you have never had any grudge against me. I will not hurt your soul today, but I will take the life of Neil Vodos!"
As the last word fell, Ye Chen raised his two fingers, and the sword light suddenly swayed across the sky, spanning a hundred meters away.
"rub!"
The sword roared in the sky, even the clouds were cut into two pieces, and a huge gap appeared in the sky. Hercules' pupils shrank when he saw this scene, but he did not dodge, but stepped forward and punched.
His punch was simple and unremarkable, but his punch was so powerful that it made the space dent, and the huge shadow of the fist collided with the light of the sword.
"clang!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing shook the sky, and the world was shaken at this moment. The aftermath of the violent power rushed around, and many emperors and kings hurriedly lowered their bodies, not daring to take the exam again in the airspace.
The sword light and fist shadows shattered at this moment, revealing the figures of Ye Chen and Hercules.
The two were facing each other from a distance. Hercules' muscles were bulging and he couldn't help but chuckle.
"For a mortal to have such power is truly astonishing!"
"But unfortunately, you are still not strong enough!"
His eyes suddenly turned cold: "What is residing in the Nilvodos Palace at the moment is just a clone of my soul. If it were my complete soul body here, it would be easy to defeat you!"
"Yeah?"
Ye Chen did not respond, his eyes were still indifferent.
The next moment, between his brows, a ray of light floated out, and then gradually condensed, turning into a light blade that was as pure and sacred as a substance.
The divine light in Ye Chen's eyes reappeared, and his spiritual power surged throughout his body, like a sea wave.