Manga from the Age of God

(afcc) Resisting the increasingly hot and chaotic atmosphere, the two gods bowed and saluted, and quietly raised their eyes to look at the person in front of them.

Sitting on the eerie throne like flowing lava is a young man wearing a golden sacred robe.

He has long red hair like a burning flame, and his eyes are deep and calm.

In the depths of the gray pupils, there are still two tiny vortexes.

As if some kind of destructive madness was brewing, the vortex kept spinning.

This is the master of Mount Yarima, the master of storms and flames, the creator of countless magical beasts - Typhon!

The sacred robe he wore was different from the splendor and splendor of other gods. Instead, it was filled with a strange and fierce attitude.

Whether it's the joints or the back, there are sharp, sharp blades that look like bone spurs.

Inexplicably, it is reminiscent of the ruthless war machine.

"The messenger of Zeus, speak your intentions."

Speaking in a calm and arrogant tone, Typhon, who was sitting on the burning throne, lowered his eyes and stared strangely at the two people in the hall.

The terrifying aura around his body fluctuated slightly, as if a cold killing intent was brewing.

The two god attendants shivered involuntarily, and hurriedly lowered their heads lower.

"His Majesty the King of God hopes that you can go to his temple... All the gods have arrived, and you are the only one left."

"why?"

Typhon asked casually.

As his voice fell, the flames on the throne rose.

That dull and scorching aura almost ignited everything in the hall.

"The cause is that Asclepius suddenly became a god..."

The feeling of being killed is getting stronger and stronger.

The suffocating depression made the two god attendants dare not assume the posture of the messenger of the god king.

Quickly answer any questions and quickly recount what happened today.

Immediately, he noticed that the breath in the hall suddenly stopped.

Typhon suppressed the flames rising from the throne, raised his face with his hands, his eyes flickered, and he fell into contemplation.

"Son of Apollo... Asclepius, he became a god?"

"The experiment of Zeus?"

"The secret of stepping into the realm of God, but still being able to improve the ultimate power?"

Deep in his heart, he couldn't help but have a strong interest.

Some time ago, the creation of the god-killing weapon [Storm Maul] had reached the most critical moment.

Typhon closed off the entire Yarima volcano from the outside world, and always concentrated on his preparations.

He didn't lift the enchantment until the artifact was finished.

But Typhon, who was busy with the construction of his own army of monsters, couldn't devote too much energy to carefully studying the situation in the heavens.

Only through some Titans, I roughly know that Poseidon and Athena are fighting for the ownership of the earth.

Unexpectedly, when I was preparing to gather all the Titans and giants, set off a huge tide of rebellion, and try the edge of [Storm Maul], such news suddenly came...

As a god, he can still continue to improve his ultimate power and become stronger.

Even Typhon, who has the weapon of killing gods, yearns for this! .

Chapter 208 Typhon's Choice

"...Then, temporarily postpone the plan."

"Forbear for a moment and get the secret to become stronger?"

Typhon thought silently in his heart.

But still hesitant.

If he is not ready to turn his face, this time he will go to meet Zeus with the gods. As a courtier of Olympus, he will naturally not be able to carry weapons.

Especially the terrifying god-killing weapon Storm Maul...

If you really take that kind of thing, step into the holy mountain of Olympus, into the temple of the god king.

Not only does it represent disrespect and provocation to the god king Zeus, but it also almost clearly shows his own intentions-an attempt to rebel against the Olympus pantheon.

In that case, the gods will definitely attack, and the war will break out immediately.

There is no need to mention plans such as obtaining secrets.

But just go to the heavens lightly...

At this time, Typhon was worried about a problem.

I just created the [Storm Hammer], and by coincidence, the incident of Asclepius becoming a god suddenly appeared.

And it was revealed that after he became a god, he could continue to become stronger.

Could it be some kind of trap set by Zeus on purpose?

He already knew his intentions and knew about the existence of Storm Maul, so he wanted to use this excuse...

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and Typhon once again restrained the aura of divine power emanating from his body.

The lines of that cold face seemed to soften a little, and he asked the two servants for various details.

"......I see."

In the end, Typhon nodded calmly:

"You go back first."

The two god attendants turned around and exited the hall as if they had been granted amnesty.

Although he still maintained the face of the messenger of the God King, his footsteps involuntarily sped up a lot.

Typhon narrowed his eyes and stared at their backs for a while.

Still suppressing the anger in his heart, he did not choose to take the lives of the two of them at will.

He sat on the throne that seemed to gather lava, and after a moment of silent contemplation, he stood up and walked into the depths of the hall.

After passing through the winding corridors filled with flames and storms, and entrenched in countless strange monsters, Typhon entered the underground of the volcano and came to a huge and wide hollow.

There was lava flowing under his feet, and countless flames obscured his sight.

Typhon paused for a moment and stepped into the flames calmly.

The sacred clothes on his body, reflecting the firelight, became brighter and brighter, but his posture became more and more fierce.

It seemed that there was an invisible control force that made it impossible for the dense flames and sparks around him to get close to him.

The crimson scorching energy rolled around like a cloud, forming a route for people to pass easily.

Typhon's destination was an altar in the center of the void.

Standing beside the tall and delicate altar, he stared lightly ahead.

A flowing light was imprinted in the field of vision.

The whole is like a chaotic gray, but with the flow, it is constantly changing the halo of various colors, overflowing with colorful and magnificent colors, which is extremely precious at first glance.

More than just bizarre looks.

The energy contained within it can shock countless gods that are sensed.

Even Typhon, who is the [Master], was standing here with a faint sense of suppressed suffocation.

Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous!

The spirit is warning.

Because of this flowing light, it is the God-killing weapon [Storm Maul] that has been forged for tens of millions of years!

The materials are the [Light of Birth] collected by Gaia, as well as several pieces of the Titan Lord God [Chu Zhen], plus the rich heritage of Gaia, the strongest creator god, and various treasures.

Even the construction method is extremely unusual.

It is formed by Gaia's interpretation of the original nature of chaos.

[Storm Maul] has the effect of hurting [Eternal Soul]!

"As long as I hold this artifact, no god can stop me..."

His eyes were fascinated by the ever-changing stream of colors, and Typhon's low voice was full of confidence.

"However, because it is too powerful, I can't hide the breath of Storm Hammer at all."

"so......"

At this time, Typhon was faced with a certain multiple-choice question.

After all, he is now leading countless beasts and giants, raising the banner of rebellion, fighting against the Olympian gods, and taking over the sky, sea and earth.

Or first, like the gods, he was ordered to meet the god king Zeus, and after getting the [secret of the gods continuing to grow stronger] from him...

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If he chooses the former, there is no doubt that he will definitely miss the secret of becoming stronger.

I believe that Zeus, who was defeated by embarrassment, would never tell him.

Even if he tortured himself—even though he was an enemy, Typhon understood the indomitable nature of the opponent.

As an aloof god king, he must have such a backbone.

But if you choose the latter.

"I'm afraid it's a trap..."

Standing outside the altar, Typhon was silent, closed his eyes, and began to quickly recall the past.