The eyes of the mountain god fluctuate, and his beard and hair dance in the wind.
He handed this back to the Pantheon as a means of entrusting himself to enter the world?
It was inevitable that he would not be suspected by the Pantheon, and they even killed him directly to keep the matter secret.
If he ignores this road for the time being, there is still a road full of ups and downs and temptations before him.
That is to recruit a group of gods and build a temple larger than the Pantheon.
He had a way to make the gods powerful, and he also had the confidence to win over the gods.
According to the records on the stone tablet, there are also ways to make gods become kings among gods.
If you say that, then the God of the Mountain will one day become the God King.
A touch of fire rose from the bottom of his heart, unknowingly blocking his original mind, causing his thoughts to be disturbed, and causing some deviations in his thoughts.
Perhaps, he can also be like the God of Thunder, becoming the Lord of the Pantheon, an invincible god, and then the King of the Gods.
The growing wildfire of desire burned his heart and burned his thoughts.
He couldn't help himself and wanted to realize this idea.
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"Okay, the God of the Mountain has done it."
"Where are the hidden lines we laid? Have they been pulled up?"
Thunder waves are passing through, but the gods here still haven't shown their faces.
"Well, the sound has already been raised. I'll wait for the other side's cooperation when the time comes."
"Okay, this scene is almost over. In the last scene, everyone, hold still." The old director asked everyone.
"good."
"no problem."
The gods responded one by one.
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At the same time, the god of the mountain continued to impact the stone tablet with his divine power, extracting the subtle divine power fed back.
He felt the gentler divine power, and also felt his own growing strength.
He should be at level 34 now, and has reached the late stage of weak divine power. It has only been seven days since he got the stone tablet.
A hint of intoxication flashed in the eyes of the God of the Mountain. The feeling of power was really great, and it was very addicting to the God.
But a few minutes later, the mountain god who was crawling in the mountains stood up and moved deeper into the mountains.
His ideal of becoming the King of Gods is still waiting for him to realize it.
It's just that he needs to be careful and careful, because the gods of the Pantheon are still searching for the stone tablets, looking crazy and killing anyone they catch.
The other gods became more and more depressed and silent.
The god of the mountain saw all this, and he remembered a passage inexplicably.
'When people's demands are not met and those above are oppressing them indiscriminately.'
'There is a pile of dry firewood silently piled up in everyone's heart, a pile of dry firewood that may be ignited at any time.'
'When oppression reaches a certain level, even a tiny spark can ignite everything.'
Thinking of this, the God of the Mountain sighed slightly. His current appearance was so similar to this passage.
The oppression of the Pantheon, the anger of the gods but dare not speak out, I dare to ask, who does not have fire in his heart, and who does not have anger in his heart?
The Pantheon wantonly slaughters the gods who do not submit to it. What should I do when one day the Pantheon's butcher knife falls on my head?
At this time, all it takes is one god to stand up and raise his arms, and all the gods will rise up to overthrow the rule of the Pantheon.
And he, the god of the mountain, is the world's chosen son of destiny, the great god-king who overthrew the pantheon.
Look, the gods all over the world are waiting for him to step forward, and the evil rule of the Pantheon is about to come to an end.
All of this was placed in front of him, and all he had to do was take two steps forward.
"I am the King of All Gods."
The God of the Mountain whispered, took a deep look at the black crow crossing the sky, and chose to continue digesting the benefits brought by the stone tablet.
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One day, two days, three days...
The Pantheon is still searching this land with great intensity.
Yesterday, another evil god was killed by the Pantheon, but the gods still dared to be angry and dare not speak out.
The God of the Mountain who was hiding in the mountains at that time shrank his pupils. He felt a faint attraction on the God of the Pantheon, which was the fragment of the stone tablet.
He took a look at the mental outlook of the gods and felt that they were almost oppressed.
That night, the hazy consciousness of the world told him that the time had come.
In the early morning of the next day, the mountain god, who had not slept all night, stood on the top of the mountain wall, watching the sun gradually rise.
He became somewhat enlightened.
"Pantheon, don't bully others too much!"
Another god was chosen by the Pantheon, the God of Black Water.
The tens of meters tall black water giant waved its tentacles and struck at the golden figure flying in the sky.
The God of Speed from the Pantheon didn't say a word. He rushed towards the God of Black Water with red eyes and kept fighting with him.
The God of Black Water is scarred, and the fluctuations of the Pantheon's divine power are all over his divine body, as if he has been carrying one negative state after another.
He was panting, and the flow of his divine power was somewhat inconsistent.
He is a rare weak divine power on this land, but in front of the Pantheon, he is still nothing.
"Are you just going to watch me being beaten to death by them?"
The God of Black Water is a puddle of black water, but he is not a fool. He asks for help from the other gods who are watching the battle.
"When they killed the God of Red Mist, I watched with cold eyes."
"When they killed the Black Wind God and the others, I didn't stand up either."
"It's my turn now, what about you?"
"Who among you will be next?"
The voice of the God of Black Water reached the ears of the gods who were watching. The most excited one was the God of the Mountain. Sure enough, after excessive pressure, the pile of dry firewood had reached the critical point of igniting.
"I suspect that you are related to the theft of our Pantheon, and I have definite evidence."
call out--
The wind howled, and came the earth-yellow 100-meter giant dragon.
Hercules' eyes were cold as he looked at these gods who were on a different path from his own.
"Ahem——"
The forty- to fifty-meter-tall God of Black Water spat out two mouthfuls of foul-smelling sewage and laughed loudly, "Of course your Pantheon doesn't care what you say."
"Who makes you strong enough?"
Hercules' face darkened, his muscles bulged, and he was about to rush forward with fists and start a fight.
"stop!"
call out--
A ray of yellow light came from the mountain range and crashed into the huge figure on the mountain range.
Crash--
The turbulent air waves rolled up, lifting the rocks under the mountain wall, and large chunks rolled down.
The rising dust covered a large area of the mountain, and the figure of Hercules reappeared, but behind him, there was an eye-catching wound three to four meters long with blood flowing.
The gods who were watching were shocked, who was it? Who took action?
They were moved by the words of the God of Black Water. God has no long-term worries but immediate worries. If they really want to let the Pantheon kill them, maybe they will be the next one.
They don't want to gamble on such things, and they don't dare to gamble.
But even though most gods know this truth, they are still waiting and watching.
Probably thinking that since he is still with the God of Black Water, this matter is not over yet and there is still time to think about it.