The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 481 Pan Shen, who does not play by the rules

In the boundless darkness, there is nothingness all around, only a beam of soft emerald green light shines from the distant other side, like a lighthouse standing on the reef late at night, pointing the way for lost people.

In this vast space, a meteor emitting colorful flames was passing by rapidly.

And behind it, a beautiful crystal river and a vast expanse of smoke are chasing closely.

"Foolish human boy, surrender now and I may give you a chance to surrender and live."

The angry female voice rumbled like thunder in a storm.

But in the face of her threats and temptations, the pursued person had no intention of stopping, but just smiled lazily:
"Your Highness, the goddess of the sea, Colibuso? You must have been asleep for too long, and your mind is still stuck in the pirate era.

I don’t know that people in this world are more wise nowadays, and these lies couldn’t fool people hundreds of years ago.

I sincerely advise that if you want to hook a pirate captain with just a few words like I did back then, you'd better go to a dancer club in the red light district for training..."

"You blasphemous reptile, you--damn you!"

The huge waves increased by another three points. He was compared with the special professionals among the lowly humans. The noble old master became furious and vowed to tear the other party into pieces.

Amidst the shouting and chasing, a mass of ethereal and illusory colors appeared wriggling, and a large area of ​​thickly colored mountains and snow-capped peaks expanded rapidly. In the midst of it, birds flying, deer leaping, cattle and sheep galloping could be seen faintly, and many living creatures lived there!

In an instant, three rays of light merged into it one after another.

However, the next moment, the two opposing sides suddenly cried out in the same voice:
"This is……"

An indescribable powerful force... no, rather than calling it a force, it would be better to call it something like a law. It suddenly surged out and eroded the two waves of uninvited guests equally. The meaning contained in it distorted and decomposed their essence, as if to knock them down to the mortal world and make them one of the countless living beings in that wonderful space.

In the darkness, a huge and strange head seemed to emerge from everyone's consciousness.

The twisted and coiled horns spiral toward the sky, with circles of mottled marks like the annual rings of ancient trees. The thin beard under the jaw sways like the aerial roots of plants. The quiet breath of mountains, forests and waters mixed with pastoral songs echoes in all directions, creating an extraordinary and awe-inspiring aura.

But beneath the crystal-clear divine light, countless hideous cracks were densely packed all over it, making it look like a clay statue that had been broken long ago, and only thanks to its delicate balance did it avoid immediate collapse.

On the pale animal face covered with golden grass and moss flowers, a pair of numb and lonely eyes stared blankly at the visitor, with a faint stream of light bursting out.

A huge flow of information was instantly injected, allowing the three people to understand the cause and effect.

"He actually placed the spiritual power accumulated over thousands of years at the outermost edge as a decisive weapon in a desperate resistance. Back when we were on Mount Olympus, I didn't see this cowardly goat being so resolute..."

Plans cannot keep up with changes. Kolibuso was shocked, angry and annoyed. Although she expected that the prey would not be willing to be swallowed by her, she never expected that it would go all out and fight to the death!
Shouldn't we retreat to the core of the demiplane, set up heavy defenses, counter each other's moves, and wait for the enemy to slowly break through and then delay the situation?
When did the immortals start to go to extremes like the short-lived ones? Why don't they play by the rules?

"Even if you succeed in dragging us into the kingdom of God, what will happen? How much strength can you still exert when you are seriously injured?"

Kolibuso roared angrily, but no matter how she roared, the predicament before her was difficult to avoid.

A true god, even if he is just a marginal character in the lower position of the pantheon, even if he is already in a state of collapse and dying, a blow from Bolang with his remaining strength is still deadly enough.

"I didn't expect you to come to my house, daughter of Atlas..."

The vicissitudes of the long years are almost reflected in the tone, and the ancient thoughts sigh:
“Don’t sigh anymore. If you were suffering from the endless torture of half-life and half-death like me, you would make the same choice.

A new era has arrived, but there is no altar that can hold us... It's fine, the winner of the competition will get everything, and if I fail, this endless pain will end."

Lush forests nestle against the holy snow-capped mountains, and rushing rivers stretch across the fertile grasslands. It seems as if a small world is forcibly squeezing in, and the souls of those present groan as if they could not bear the heavy burden.

This was a direct confrontation from the source, forcing the other party to step into the battlefield he had set. "Expand the realm with all your strength and get entangled with him!" As immortals, they were wise and alert, and they made the decision in a snap of a finger.

The whirlpool of blue waves and the long river of crystal lenses suddenly surged and collided with the snow-capped mountains and forests that were rushing towards them. Laws and spirituality, elements and energy conflicted and rubbed against each other, gradually merging into a bizarre little world.

The Immortal Palace Treasure Tower, which was two levels inferior in power, was the first to collapse under the struggle between the three and fell into the void.

……

……

The green pine needles are still immersed in the beautiful dream of winter, and the faint light reflected by ice crystals is flickering between the branches.

In this snow-covered forest, every tree is tightly wrapped in a layer of pure white snow, like an image where time has stopped.

The cool breeze blows by, causing the branches to sway gently and scattering frost as fine as dust. As nature's most exquisite decoration, it adds a bit of vitality to the quiet world of ice and snow.

The bright sunshine strives to penetrate the clouds, leaving mottled spots of light on the snow-covered earth and casting a layer of faint afterglow on the cold scenery.

"Squeak..."

A pair of hiking shoes stepped lightly on a small piece of moss in the forest, and the vegetation, which had become hard and brittle due to the low temperature, made a crisp sound.

As soon as a breath of warm air was exhaled, it turned into a faint white mist rising up.

"Fuck, there's no map, what's the point of this?"

The young man with black hair and black eyes rubbed his hands, stood on a protruding rock, and looked around with a little distress.

The shadow of the Three Yuan Palace around Zhu Mingyao disappeared in a flash, and he licked his lips with a frown.

Similar to the two old gods who were stunned by a blow, the shepherd god Pan's move of being reborn from the brink of death was also beyond his expectations.

Not only was he seriously injured, but most importantly, the four-member team that was originally protected in the magic weapon was thrown into an unknown place.

According to the last scene, the two enemies and Pan were fighting each other and both were injured. Even if he still had the strength to spare, he should deal with the other party first. No matter how he looked at it, he would not be the primary target.

The first priority now is to find your companions as quickly as possible. After all, according to the previous plan, the next scene will probably be very intense, and it is better for those who accidentally intrude to leave as soon as possible...

A mysterious aura emanated from his palm, and a miniature brass hexagram plate was flashing and rotating, as if conveying some message.

"Sizzle."

A slight sound interrupted his thoughts. Zhu Mingyao suddenly raised his head and saw the bushes not far away trembling slightly.

Two thumb-thick, black and yellow pointed things were moving, and under the waxy horns, a thin face with a few wisps of yellow beard looked around.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, he looked at the wary young man, and jumped out happily.

Zhu Mingyao was startled and suddenly a breeze rose under his feet. He retreated more than ten meters, only because the lower body of the person who came was not a normal human leg, but a pair of recurved sheep's hooves!
The significance of this image in mythology is so clear that it is almost impossible to ignore it.

Brother Pan, why are you looking for me instead of fighting those two women who are trying to murder you! I am the one who showed no hostility among the intruders, so I am the least threatening one, right?

Zhu Mingyao complained madly in his heart, and had the same sigh as a certain female sea god not long ago.
——Why don’t people nowadays play by the rules?

(End of this chapter)