Around the gray-white pyramid, there are shadowy people in black robes gathered around.
There are also different shapes, some have flesh wings on their backs, or they are covered in scales. They are all fierce and ferocious, like monsters that have just crawled out of the cave.
At the top of the pyramid, a tall figure was kneeling on the ground, his majestic body rising and falling like a mountain, struggling to keep himself from falling to the ground, struggling like a sacrifice that had just been delivered to the altar.
"Among the gods, there is also a place for the god of elephants."
The man in black robe holding the black crystal ball looked at the majestic figure in front of him and said softly: "This is where you really belong."
"I have never believed in the elephant god"
The majestic figure gasped and struggled to squeeze out low words from his mouth.
"oh?"
The man in black robe was slightly surprised and asked: "Then who do you believe in?"
He seemed to have thought of something, and said with a smile: "Is that the Emperor you mentioned repeatedly?"
The majestic figure did not answer, just remained silent.
The man in black robe raised a dark blue prismatic gem he held in his other hand, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and said to himself: "You are all very good seeds, full of potential.
Anyone who can be regarded as a king by people like you must be even more outstanding.
If there is a chance, I really want to see him soon."
The light wind lingered around the body of the man in black robe, blowing his loose robe.
He placed two crystals of different colors in his hands against each other, and dark cyan energy was continuously injected into the black crystal ball.
Soon, a new flame was ignited in the black crystal ball, and suddenly there seemed to be some kind of huge and evil will awakening and descending.
The blond man wearing a platinum mask looked at the scene in front of him with slightly focused eyes.
The organization in front of him called Pantheon has a mysterious origin. The power and footprints of the Mosaic Cult can be found in almost every corner of the planet. As the eleventh throne of the Mosaic Cult, he has never heard of the name of this organization.
However, the methods and strength displayed by the opponent currently made him look at him with admiration.
The collection of objects related to ancient gods in the Mosaic world is mainly for use as sacrifices to the gods of hunting and fighting.
There is no ability to tap into the power contained in various divine objects.
But this organization called the Pantheon, headed by a man in black robe who claims to be the envoy of the Pantheon, can easily control the power of any ancient god without any barriers of faith, as if it is really tacitly approved by the Pantheon.
and care.
It made him feel incredible.
This was also the reason why he was willing to remain patient and watch the black-robed man's performance as a bystander without taking action.
"Another god's anchor has fallen, and the Quetzalcoatl god who controls the sky is returning."
The man in black robe was bathed in the light of dark blue energy, and a low murmur came from under the black robe.
"I feel it now"
A huge gray-white pyramid, with dark cyan light bursting out from the gaps in the numerous stones.
Countless winds arise in this world.
The vegetation around the pyramid was rustling, as if they were cheering, jumping for joy, singing, and welcoming something that was about to come.
The black robes of the men in black robes were blown up by the wind, no one said anything, and the whole area was filled with a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.
When the cyan flame light in the black crystal ball in the hand of the man in black blooms to the extreme.
The prismatic crystal he held in his other hand cracked quietly and fell from his fingers.
This mysterious ritual seems to be coming to an end.
Under the black robe, he quietly opened his eyes.
His eyes fell on the majestic Elephant Protector beside him, and he said softly: "You are very lucky to be the first person to be bathed in the grace of the God of the Feathered Serpent at the beginning of the return of the gods."
His words had just fallen.
The elephant guardian who was being used as a sacrifice at the top of the pyramid suddenly let out a low roar similar to an elephant's hiss.
He seemed to have suddenly broken through some shackles.
His already huge body suddenly expanded again, an inexplicable force field was discharged from his body, and he broke free instantly.
There was almost no hesitation. After escaping from the trap, the elephant guardian cleverly did not try to attack anyone around him.
Instead, he jumped directly and jumped from the top of the pyramid.
He knew very well that the two people standing at the top of the pyramid, whether they were the black-robed man from the Pantheon or the blond man wearing a platinum mask, were existences he could not provoke.
The Elephant Protector's actions showed agility that was completely inconsistent with his size. In an instant, he fell to the ground at the bottom of the pyramid, and then rushed outwards quickly.
Faced with the sudden escape of the "sacrifice", the man in black robe at the top of the pyramid did not seem to have any emotional fluctuations.
He just looked down from a high position, glanced at the fleeing elephant guardian, and then said softly: "Go and bring this poor lost lamb back."
Under the pyramid, those monster-like monsters that had been standing quietly quickly began to take action.
The flowing wind carries a hint of fishy smell.
When several ferocious shadows cut through the air like lightning, the smell of blood instantly filled the air.
"Shua——"
The elephant protector suddenly leaned back on the iron bridge, narrowly escaping the attack of a black shadow.
When he stood up, a deep scar appeared on his chest and abdomen, almost disemboweling him.
The face of the guardian elephant did not change.
The muscles were squeezed, the wound was quickly closed, and then the body continued to rush forward.
His characteristics that are different from ordinary followers of the evil god are revealed at this moment.
When the power of the evil god could no longer be relied on, his skills as a top fighter allowed him to gain a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation before him.
His huge body is so dexterous that it seems that he has inherited the power of the Elephant God. He has broken through the barrier of pure martial arts and is rapidly transforming into a master-level fighter. His fighting instinct allows him to repeatedly escape from almost certain attacks.
He managed to get out of there dangerously.
But even though he works so hard, he has already unleashed his full potential.
But as more and more monsters joined the battle, the ferocious shadows gathered into a black tide that blocked the road. The elephant protector was like a small boat facing the huge waves of a tsunami, and was instantly shattered to pieces.
"Tear-"
A thick arm was torn off by a monster.
Thick blood splashed into the sky.
The elephant protector snorted slightly, his face turned pale, and he continued to rush forward without pausing at his original pace.
But before he could get very far, a violent gust of wind struck from one side.
