The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 494

A mountain fell down
——This is not a rhetorical device, but a real scene that happened.

Dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun. The roar and collision of rocks were like the roar of ancient beasts. It seemed that the whole world was shocked by this sudden power and fell silent for a moment.

Even a rotten boat has three pounds of nails. As the ancient lord of the mountains, forests and livestock, although he has been in decline for thousands of years and has no believers, Pan has squeezed out all the power he has accumulated for a long time, and his power is by no means ordinary.

At least at this moment, the instantaneous destructive power caused by Him officially crossed the boundary between humans and gods, and it was truly a divine attack.

Although restricted by the laws of the secret realm of space, the descending mountain is just an illusion of spiritual energy, but when it hits your head, it is no different from a real material existence.

Even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit! Regardless of the strength of the opponent, the dying demigod will not hold back in order to have a chance to survive.

In the face of such a terrifying momentum, the few figures seemed as small as ants and were easily submerged in the rolling smoke and dust.

No, not all the figures disappeared.

A brilliant golden light suddenly rushed out, wrapped around a figure and flew straight up into the sky. The figure pointed to the sky with both hands and shouted loudly:

"The thunder of heaven and earth shakes the eight directions. It destroys mountains and topples, and pierces the granary. Thunder and fire come quickly, and clouds cover the light. I summon you now, and you must come to the imperial city together. Hurry and obey the order!"

The relatively clear sky suddenly darkened. Lightning bolts as sharp as dragons and snakes twisted and turned, tearing through the clouds. They came from all directions, gathered in the center, and then struck down with a loud bang.

When it comes to dealing with ghosts and gods, thunder magic is the best among all Taoist magics!

The towering mountain peaks suddenly became illusory, and then turned into misty green smoke like a picture thrown into flames.

Bathed in the torrential rain of lightning and thunder, a thick emerald green light curtain quickly faded, and the body of an upright goat trembled slightly, and the divine power that had been hard accumulated dissipated bit by bit.

Even if the priesthood he holds is not known for killing, an immortal should not be so weak, but now it can only be said that he is a tiger in a desperate situation.

For the Olympian gods, who were known for their extravagant and enjoyable habits, in the age when faith was lost, being able to save these powers for fighting instead of creating followers and palaces to have a carnival feast that satisfied their nature was as difficult as a greedy pauper going on a hunger strike to lose weight.

Yet even so, He still chose to squander it all here because it was worth it!
Against the backdrop of lightning, slender afterimages spread out from under his feet and flashed by, turning out to be a few glittering ivy branches.

At the end of the tough vines, the four-member team tied up tightly was clearly visible.

"Stop, young human warrior." Striving to resist the storm-like attack, the ancient old god spoke, his voice low and clear, like a fierce mountain wind blowing through the forest and blowing leaves.

"Your strength was enough to serve as the high priest of the temple in ancient times, and you are qualified to win the respect of a god. A few low-level species should not become an obstacle between our mutual interests."

He spoke very quickly, and it was obvious that he had prepared in advance and was not speaking on impulse.

"I need fresh extraordinary life as fuel to sustain my soul that is about to collapse. If you can just turn around a little, I am willing to offer my accumulated knowledge and treasures to you in exchange."

"Hehe, it sounds really tempting..." Cold words were heard as golden thunder swirled in the air.

Whether in myths and legends or in folk tales that are kept by children's bedside, the concept of gods is always embellished with words such as treasures and wealth.

Such a promise was enough to break the psychological bottom line of most people. The figure flying in the sky seemed to be moved as well and fell into a brief silence.

The lightning gradually broke through the defense, leaving traces of charred lines on the surface of Pan's body, but He still stared at the other party calmly, as if confirming His sincerity from the side.

"In principle, I think it's okay..." The thunder in the sky slowed down a bit, as if he wanted to bargain, but the next moment he suddenly turned into a sharp sneer:
“…Fuck you!”

"Boom boom boom!"

A dark red light suddenly flashed, and three small mushroom clouds, like strange flowers blooming in the dark night, suddenly blossomed on the field with a gorgeous and deadly breath. They expanded rapidly, and then suddenly shrank, turning into hot sparks falling from the sky.

A terrible shock wave swept across the scene, and the majestic ancient Greek temple trembled violently, as if it had just recovered, but was about to disintegrate again.

The wounded sheep-headed ancient god fell out with a roar. The source of the explosion turned out to be several captives he had captured!
Auspicious clouds covered the area, lucky aura swirled, and the shadow of a palace quietly unfolded and enveloped the space.

When truth becomes false, the false becomes true!
Since they had become suspicious, how could they take the initiative to step into the enemy's preset position? From the very beginning, Zhu Mingyao hid his companions in the magic weapon, and all the ones who appeared were carefully made paper puppets.

As his strength increased rapidly, Cai Hou's attainments in the Spiritual Soldiers Art had surpassed his ancestors and were even better than his teacher Zhang Paper Man. Combined with the hair and blood contributed by Edkin and the others, his aura was almost indistinguishable from his original form.

"You don't even want her life? Then I'll give it to you!" The giant claws burning with electric arcs and sparks shook, the sheep-headed ancient god had a resentful look on his face, and the petite cat was vaguely visible in his palm.

Green wildfire, with an indescribable depth and mystery, suddenly burst out from His mouth. The beautiful creature in His hand instantly turned into ashes, leaping in the flames and sweeping towards the sky.

"Go to hell!"

As if completely enraged by the tragic death of his companion, a vast and boundless glow of light washed down, like the rising sun breaking through at dawn, instantly illuminating the world that seemed deep and strange against the backdrop of the green wildfire.

Two powerful forces with completely different natures collided head-on without any fancy moves. The scene was suddenly filled with flying sand and rocks, and energy and vitality were running wildly.

One was a fallen ancient god, and the other was an emerging human powerhouse. For a while, they fought to the death and the situation was quite stalemate.

Realizing that the opponent seemed not as strong as he had previously imagined, a strange hesitation appeared on Pan's narrow face, as if he was undecided.

The dangerous fight did not allow for too much thinking, and he stretched out his arms as wide as he could, and as the green flames rose, the resentment and evil spirit that had been brewing for years of lingering on completely faded away, transformed into a pure and solemn meaning.

The most original divinity is thrown into the battlefield, just like a gambler throwing his last capital onto the table!

This attack was truly effective immediately. The colorful rays of light collapsed bit by bit, and the divine power flames immediately took advantage of the victory and smashed fiercely into the opponent!
But at this moment, a huge force gushed out from underground, accompanied by a shocking dull roar, and the criss-crossing cracks in the ground opened up. Looking down from the sky, it was like a large, dense spider web, tearing the area into pieces in an instant.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth became dark. A rapidly expanding black spot suddenly appeared on the edge of the round golden-red sun, as if it was being eaten by a wild beast.

Another group of pitch-black clouds were pulled by the terrifying tornado, mixed with dark blue and piercing blood flowers, rolling wildly in the sky, as if nature had revealed its most hideous side.

All creatures on the ground, whether human or animal, felt unprecedented fear.

(End of this chapter)