Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 194 [My name is Sandro]

"Oh?"

Ethan's abnormality immediately caught Sandro's attention.

He was very surprised that Ethan could still move, and stood up directly from the throne.

But then, something even more surprising happened.

That is, the power of faith of the entire city, which he had originally completely mastered, was actually slowly deviating.

The object of the deflection was... Ethan.

"How can it be……"

Sandro couldn't understand it; it was absolutely impossible in theory.

"Lie down."

He gave orders like a king, trying to control Ethan in the center of the altar as he had done before.

But, it didn't work.

The power of faith in Ethan was gathering more and more, almost reaching the point where it was equal to his own.

At this time, a whole circle of deep blue light had surrounded Ethan.

Those lights were emitting a mysterious glow, and ancient and profound runes were faintly emerging.

"Surprised? Sandro, or rather... Digonis."

Ethan was floating in the air, his body and skin were stained with that deep blue color, and the smell of the sea surged through him.

At this moment, he no longer looked like Ethan, but like an emperor who had traveled from ancient times, with the eyes of ten thousand years of sea water.

He has a greater sense of authority than Sandro.

Even if he wasn't sitting on the throne.

The entire magic circle, or rather, the entire Winster, is his country.

"You...how do you know?!"

The name he uttered at the end made Sandro no longer able to maintain his usual calmness and confidence.

It was as if his biggest secret was dug out from the deep sea and exposed to the scorching sun.

The ghost that has been condensed for thousands of years is screaming miserably.

"Because... I am Ashlakshma." The extremely complex words came out of Ethan's mouth.

At that moment, the power of faith that was already surging rushed towards Ethan at an even faster speed.

A new, colorful crown was rapidly forming above his head.

"I am... the King of the North Sea."

It's like the final word.

When he said this, Sandro was almost bent over by the powerful force.

Sandro, or Digonis, let out a terrifying roar. He withstood the force and forced himself to straighten up bit by bit, shouting, "I don't believe it!"

"I!"

"bright!"

"bright!"

"already!"

"through!"

"kill!"

"It's over!"

"you!"

With each word, Digonis rose a little higher into the air.

He seemed to be moving forward against all the storms and cold currents in the world.

With every step he took, his body, which even close-range sniper rifles and the ascetic staff that Sheng Kuang had offered and prayed for a hundred years could not completely destroy, was compressed and worn down a little.

When he finally finished his last word, his body had completely dissipated and he was separated from the human shell.

He revealed an even larger body, completely occupying most of the sewer. His body seemed to be covered with countless tentacles, and his body was covered with countless eyes. He possessed lightning and storms.

When his body stretched out, the sewer had become a paradise of storms and thunder.

But even so, he is still inferior to Ethan.

He was suppressed by the blue light that was like the sea itself.

"Don't you understand, Digonis? You can't beat me, because I'm the elder brother and you're the younger brother, my stupid younger brother."

Ethan said, raising a finger high.

"Suppression."

The next moment, the sea water rolled up and pressed Digonis, who had risen into the air, back to the ground.

The wind and thunder that had filled the surroundings were also suppressed.

Digonis roared sharply in a voice completely different from his usual one, "Impossible, Ethan, this must be a trick, right? My brother died a long time ago, and his body has long been eaten. You can't fool me! You can't fool me! I'm going to kill you!"

He was still desperately rolling his tentacles, and his countless eyes were also emitting dark light.

But with another killing blow from Ethan.

His countless tentacles were cut off and blood gushed out of his eyes.

All the power of faith had been attributed to Ethan. Digonis no longer had any left, and his huge body began to slowly wither.

The wind and thunder were also dissipating.

Finally, his body turned back into human form, but it was a badly mutilated body. If you looked closely, it seemed to be similar to Sandro's appearance.

Short and lame.

He lay limp on the throne, bleeding all over.

"Impossible! How could you really use His power? His name has clearly dissipated long ago."

"Tell me why, Ethan."

Sandro raised his head and looked up at the man in the sky, as if praying.

Ethan slowly landed in front of him, looking at the opponent who had been entangled with him for so long.

To be honest, he really admired this man.

His plans are so deep and his layout is so grand that if someone else were here today, he would have succeeded.

pity.

"I can't tell you, Sandro."

"I understand."

"I understand."

Sandro smiled, he no longer looked at Ethan, he didn't know what he was looking at.

He murmured, "You know, I really like living as a human. I like spring, when flowers bloom and we can go on picnics and drink newly brewed wine. In summer, I can sunbathe on the beach and eat iced fruit. In autumn, I can ride horses and hunt. In winter, we can have a drink by the fireplace while smoking and chatting. How wonderful! I really like being a human... It's much better than being in the sea... Uh..."

He made a dying sound and suddenly stretched out a hand.

"Ethan, Ethan, please, when I die, bury me in Winster. I want to die as a human being... Okay? Please."

Ethan looked at him and nodded slowly.

"You win, Ethan, but this isn't the end, it's the beginning."

Sandro's voice was getting softer and softer.

"In fact, I am nothing at all. A remnant of the old times like me can only plan such things in the gutter. This era no longer belongs to me. You have to be careful, beware of them."

His pupils also began to dilate.

But a hint of joy seemed to well up in his eyes because he saw a scene from many years ago.

In the dark alley, he, who had just transformed into human form, saw a hand reaching out to him.

"Dude, come on, get up. You'll die if you sleep here. Come with us for a drink and warm up. By the way, my name is Clay, and this is Al. What's your name?"

"My name is...Sandro."

(End of this chapter)