I, Stitcher, Leon!

Chapter 142
Indra, Indra, and Nengtian.

These are his names.

Vedic gods, gods, kings of gods, kings of the universe, and rulers.

The most powerful person of Vedas.

Li Ang stopped in his tracks and looked at the peak of the mountain with pouring rain, lightning and thunder.

After a long while, he said, "Pompeii, take Alice to hide in the distance first."

This time, Pompeii didn't refute, nor did he say he went in with Li Ang.

After all, Li Ang is going to make trouble in the Vedas this time.

Although it is said that the joint fund must be able to grab the benefits in order to do things in Asia, but maybe there are still masters in the Vedas.

With the current abilities of Pompeii and Alice, going there will only add to the chaos for Leon, and become an excuse used by the Vedas to threaten Leon.

"Okay, be careful yourself, we'll wait for you somewhere in the forest." Pompey said.

Li Ang nodded, and then refocused his gaze on the Vedic pantheon.

Mao Hu had taught Leon Vedicism and the Pantheon before.

The Pantheon is where all the gods of Vedicism reside.

The monks who have endured the test will find their corresponding gods here, so as to obtain the corresponding supernatural powers and abilities.

But not every monk can be favored by the gods.

More monks just got the titles of monks and protectors.

At the same time, Li Ang also knew that all the "spokespersons" favored by the gods had the unique ability to "return to the gods".

That is to say, no matter where you are, as long as you care about Veda, you can return to the pantheon from everywhere.

This is the biggest threat Leon faces.

Before going up the mountain, Li Ang took a look at his own attributes, and put all the 14 points of free distribution obtained from the previous kill into the will attribute.

The Vedic monk profession requires extremely high willpower.

With Li Ang's current willpower of 29.1 points, it is definitely not enough.

After all the investment, the attribute of will came to 43.1 points.

Such will attributes gave Li Ang a little bit of confidence.

Li Ang took a deep breath, looked at his right hand where the tentacles were hidden, and murmured: "Old man, you will protect me, right?"

After all, Li Ang's eyes were firm, and his body speed skyrocketed again, mixed with the explosion of thunder, and rushed all the way to the Pantheon.

Although Li Ang has made all the preparations, he is still not sure who will sit in the Pantheon.

Both Asia and the border need support, and Veda cannot stand alone.

The spokesperson of the gods in the religion must also travel around to turn the tide.

In Li Ang's guess, the worst plan is to meet the leader of Vedicism, Indra.

The person with the highest status is the strongest spokesperson of the Vedas, and his strength is naturally extraordinary.

The best situation is that Ti Shi personally sits in the frontier fortress, or the city of Asia.

Heitian alone and Karasuma stayed in the church.

In this way, Li Ang can find a way to revive the old man, plus revenge, and do both together.

It's just that things often don't go your way.

When Li Ang came to the gate of the Pantheon, the huge palace made entirely of pure copper was spectacular.

At the top of the palace, because of the baptism of thunder and lightning all year round, the top exudes a bright golden color.

Li Ang stood in front of the Pantheon, tens of meters high, and stopped to watch.

An indescribable inexplicable breath welled up in my heart.

Li Ang didn't think much about it. The old man once said that Vedicism is a sect whose core is to temper the will, so facing such a spectacle, it is inevitable that the mood will fluctuate.

Li Ang walked to the bronze door and pressed his hands against the door.

Push hard.

The copper door made a dull sound, like the snort of an ancient monster waking up from sleep.

A gap gradually appeared on the closed copper door, and brilliant golden light shot out from it, falling on Li Ang.

But surprisingly, Li Ang didn't feel any discomfort.

This soft light, unlike the stinging light of the elementalists, crusaders, and demon hunters, did not cause any damage to his body and will.

But Li Ang still didn't dare to take it lightly.

After pushing the copper door open to a gap wide enough to accommodate his body, Li Ang walked in grandly.

Li Ang's current stature was more than five meters, and he was already a complete giant from the perspective of ordinary people.

But now, when he is personally in the Pantheon, watching the statues of the gods ascending step by step in the palace, as if embracing them, looking down from a high place condescendingly, Li Ang still feels a sense of shock and solemnity.

Hundreds of statues of gods, either glaring at King Kong, or gentle and peaceful.

Each deity is housed in a hollowed-out altar.

Li Ang looked up from the bottom, and suddenly stopped his gaze in front of a six-armed glaring statue.

Strong muscles, six strong arms, and a furious face made Li Ang feel unreal.

This shape is no different from him!
Thinking of the "Asura" that Karasuma once met, Li Ang couldn't help having an absurd idea.

The old man accepted him as a disciple, shouldn't it be because he has a predestined relationship with the Vedas and is the incarnation of "Asura"?
Li Ang continued to look up, and soon saw the head of Modoli represented by the old man.

It's just that at this moment the statue of the first god of Mordori is already in a gray state.

The candle in front of me has been extinguished.

Next to it is the statue of Hetian, which is lifelike and brightly colored.

When Li Ang looked at the highest point, it represented Indra, the statue of Indra.

The statue is so lifelike that energy ripples are still emitting from its body.

"You are Leon?"

Suddenly, the idol moved.

The statue of Di Shi turned his head to look at Li Ang, his eyes were captivating, as if a fire was burning.The other eye was as deep as an abyss, icy cold.

Li Ang stood still, resisting the sudden pressure, and asked, "Are you Indra? The leader of the Vedas?"

However, Di Shi didn't answer Li Ang's question, and said to himself, "It seems that Heitian is going to make a fool of himself this time, and this trick is very subtle. From the beginning, you didn't think about attacking Asia City, did you? "

Li Ang pointed at the statue of Mordori, but did not answer the other party's question: "I want to re-ignite this statue."

The two were talking to each other, but they seemed to answer each other's questions.

"When the body dies, how can the extinguished statue be ignited again?"

Li Ang's eyes were sharp, and he looked directly at Di Shi's sense of oppression: "There is still a clear heart and soul. All you need is a body, and the consciousness can be reunited with the body. The extinguished statue can also be reactivated."

Without hesitation, Li Ang stretched out four arms from his body.

"For the sake of the old man, I don't mind being an enemy of the entire Vedic religion!"

Li Ang was at full strength, he knew that he couldn't get anything out of asking, but his fist would tell him the answer!

The other party is the leader of the Vedas, the god of the gods, Shaindra, and Li Ang wants to show all his strength and not keep anything private.

The muscles in both legs swelled, and he jumped with a charged force, and the speed of breaking the sound barrier appeared again.

Fists face Di Shi directly.

(End of this chapter)