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Shiva suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, then slowly stood up and touched his ribs. At least three of them were broken. This was the result of a casual attack from the opponent.

He endured the pain and turned to look at his three beautiful wives and his son with an elephant head and a human body.

"Is it true this time...?"

Finally, he inadvertently glanced at his former subordinates. In an instant, Shiva, full of fighting spirit again, rushed towards the God Slayer again. The arrow was on the string and had to be shot. The only way now was to fight to the death.

"Reincarnation War Dance!"

In the moment of running, Shiva seemed to transform into countless clones, attacking Chen Tianqiao from all angles, and the torrential fists fell on the opponent's body in an instant.

"As expected of Lord Shiva! Once he gets serious, the other party won't even have the strength to fight back!"

"Look at that guy... He's always on the defensive. I don't know how long he can hold out."

"The God of Destruction! .....is invincible!"

It has to be said that almost all of the Indian gods’ relatives and friends were pulled over by the three ladies to cheer them on. For a moment, the entire arena, because of the silence of the human camp, was filled with cheers for their husbands.

"Shiva!"

"Shiva!"

"Shiva!"

As he was punching hard off the field, his blood boiled when he heard the crowd cheering for him! The phantoms around him danced even faster.

"Okay, stop jumping. You won't kill anyone like this. Let me teach you what a fist is!"

Then he stood in a horse stance, lowered his waist, clenched his fists, and twisted his hips, all in one go. Under the action of his muscles, the tremendous force was instantly swung out like a series of rockets.

"Wanjun!"

In an instant, the mighty fist wind turned into a roaring dragon, with unmatched force, trying to swallow the opponent in one bite.

"Hiss..." Although Shiva narrowly avoided the attack, the audience behind him were in trouble. As everyone knows, there are no safety measures in the Valhalla Arena.

The powerful punch killed at least dozens of ordinary members of the God Clan, and frightened the audience of the Indian God Clan so much that they fled frantically.

"...Look at what you have protected. If you had blocked the attack just now, they would not have died, right?"

Chen Tianqiao smacked his lips and shook his wrist gently. His eager expression instantly made Shiva's face gloomy. If he dodged the attack, more tribesmen might be injured, even his own family!

"It seems like you've figured it out. It's okay. We'll have time to play slowly."

Then another "Wanjun" punch was thrown out, and the huge fist wind directly smashed it into the guardrail, and even the tribesmen behind him were not spared.

"You know what? The so-called gap in strength cannot be bridged by encouragement or affection, so...all your efforts are in vain!"

He grabbed Shiva's neck and lifted him up high, with his wife, children and elders beside him, but his eyes were filled with infinite despair.

"In the history of this world, the several mass extinctions of human civilization were all caused by you, right? Now it's just a matter of time. Why are you pretending to be so righteous here?"

Anger, infinite anger burned in Shiva's body. Humans! We were just garbage under their feet before! Ants! Now you dare to...!

"Tiger Claw Flame Dance!"

Shiva, who was unable to move, took advantage of the other party's conversation with his wife and daughter, and suddenly transformed his foot knife into a flaming blade, and chopped it hard on the other party's face at close range. At the moment when his vision was blocked, he used the bone shrinking technique to escape from the big hand's grip.

"Reincarnation War Dance! Ashes!"

He knew that if he didn't fight hard now, he might not have another chance in the future. He inserted his right hand directly into the atrium, grasped the heart and forced it to beat faster.

Blood and strength were bursting out, and the purple skin turned into dark red in an instant. Feeling the power contained in the body, Shiva, who used this trick for the first time, could not help but regain his confidence in facing the God Slayer.

"Come on! Let's jump until we burn up!"

PS: I didn't want to write a PS, but there are too many complaints. I have to spit them out, otherwise Roland will be suffocated! The scenes of the Indian God Realm are no different from the scenes of rural hooligans fighting. If you only listen to the text, you can imagine that the fight is so fierce that the sky and the earth will collapse.

It’s just...it’s hard to put it into words, what a pity that the Ganges God of War fought against the Nuclear Waste Water Warrior.

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Chapter 176 Everyone has their own plans

The gods in the stands were all excited when they saw the completely different Shiva. It meant that there was finally a hero who could put an end to this terrible godslayer.

..........

"I'll jump on you!"

He hated being stepped on the face the most in his life! In a moment, the golden red in his eyes grew, his muscles trembled, and his brutality was like that of an ancient beast.

"Dance!"

With the blessing of blue flames, Shiva became more agile and powerful, waving his fists and rushing towards the opponent without hesitation.

“Galala…!”

When the three punches collided, Chen Tianqiao's force of hundreds and thousands of tons instantly shattered Shiva's arm like a piece of paper, leaving the Indian gods dumbfounded.

"Hiss... This kind of strength! I'm afraid even Hercules couldn't be his opponent when he was alive!"

"Shiva might lose!"

"If we lose one more game, it will be four to one."

The blue fire of destruction burned on his arms, but with the help of the magic nemesis, the temperature of the flame itself was not enough to shake the muscles that had long since adapted to the fusion energy.

"It's time to end this. Since you are using fire, I will use it to send you off. This is the fire from the sun!"

"He Yan!"

Endless golden and red light was condensed on his fist, making it look to others as if he was wearing a pair of glowing boxing gloves.

"I! Will not lose, why...!"

When the nuclear fist was approaching, the extremely hot temperature made him feel as if he had fallen into a doomsday volcano. He could only watch helplessly as his body was quickly carbonized into slag under the high temperature.

Until the end, He still didn't understand why a human being could be so strong. Which one of them was more like a god?

"The final battle between gods and humans. The fifth round of Ragnarok. The nameless godslayer wins!"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Heimdall immediately announced that mankind had won. Now the God Slayer was worthy of the name of slaughtering gods. After he killed Shiva, the gods stood up one after another.

It seems... judging from the opponent's current strength, a one-on-one battle like Ragnarok Online seems to be specially designed for them to make the gods deliberately die.

"Lord God King... I don't know how serious your injuries are now. If we allow the God Slayer to continue killing us... we may only end up defeated."

"Master, this time it depends on you."

"It's all that damned Adam's fault! He caused the Lord God to be seriously injured!"

"......"

The remaining twelve gods gathered around Zeus, because the only one who could stop the godslayer now was probably the king of gods Zeus. Even the most unruly Loki restrained his temper at this moment.

"Why are you panicking? I'm not dead yet! I can recover in one more game."

"The next match will be between the Seven Lucky Gods that we met in the flower room last time. As long as we survive this round, I will take care of the God Slayer!"

When the gods on the stands dispersed and only Zeus was left, the light and shadow in the dark corner suddenly changed, and gradually formed a black figure as it stretched and twisted.

"Beelzebub, is your test subject really useful? You have seen the strength of the God Slayer through these few games. If he loses two more games..."

This was a matter of reputation for the entire God Clan; even Zeus, who was usually unfocused, couldn't help but take it seriously.

"Please rest assured about this. That guy's original form is a berserker who once ravaged the underworld. Even if we lose, it will be enough to delay us for quite some time."

"Well, I'll just wait and see."

In an independent luxurious room, the floor was littered with discarded bowls, chopsticks and iron rods, and the crunching sounds of people chewing could be heard clearly even outside the door.

"It's a pity that I can't eat these delicacies for the time being."

As he spoke, he picked up a braised three-eyed divine ox leg that filled the room with fragrance. Originally, using this kind of food would lead to condemnation by the Indian gods, but the person who ate it was the godslayer who had just killed their boss, so the matter was left unresolved.

“Click.”

Brunhilde frowned and, under the guidance of Gray, stepped over the messy debris and walked to Chen Tianqiao who was chewing a cow's head.

"Why did you specifically ask Gray to come to me? If it's just that there's not enough food, you can just ask the servants of God to bring it to you."

Looking at the angry Valkyrie, he burped nonchalantly, threw away the porcelain plate in his hand and said, "How could I let you make a wasted trip for such a small matter? Hiccup... If I'm right."

"They won't be able to hold on for another two rounds. Do you understand what I mean?"

Hearing this, Brunhilde shook her head blankly, apparently not understanding what the other party was saying.

"Tsk, I really don't know if you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. You are obviously a very scheming person..."

Hearing such insults, even if she was well-mannered, she was furious. Before the Valkyrie could get angry, she heard the other party say, "The score is now 1:4, let's not talk about the outcome of this match."

"The main gods who died during the competition included Thor, the Nordic god of war, Poseidon, the main god of Greece, Hercules, and Shiva, the number one god of destruction in India. You have to know that these gods are not small gods."

"Now the other party is in a difficult situation. So many main gods have died at once in millions of years. What do you think they in the heaven will do?"

Chen Tianqiao's analysis immediately frightened the Valkyrie, who was immersed in victory before, and her face turned pale. The successive victories made her lose her vigilance against the gods.

"But...Ragnarok is a covenant between humans and gods...How can they...!"

"Bullshit agreements, contracts, and oaths. They are just fig leaves for the weak. In the eyes of the strong, they are too hard to even wipe their butts."

He was full of disdain. One city today, five cities tomorrow, and when Shenzhou sank, which party had ever kept the agreement? Do you really think God is a saint? It is foolish to entrust your life and death to the morality of others.

"Since you have anticipated all this, is there any solution?"

This was something she had never thought of. If she overestimated the morality of the gods, it would mean that all the plans she had made before would be in vain.

"Yes! That is to kill them all! Even if there are some that slip through the net, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Hearing such remarks, the Valkyrie's face darkened. It was said lightly, if humans could achieve this level, would they still be captured to open Ragnarok?

"Okay, I know you don't believe me, but you can recognize my strength, right? If they really want to turn against me, they will most likely not send the main god to die in the next round. At most, they will send the secondary gods to hold me back. As for buying time..."

Suddenly he stood up, walked over to Brunhilde with a wild look on his face, leaned over and said, "Game 7! The gods will definitely let the healed Zeus play, and maybe they will attack him in unison!"

PS: The ending is really poorly written, the gap between the two sides is too big, and it is expected to be completed within ten chapters.

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Chapter 177 Seven Lucky Gods "Zero Blessings"

The only sound in the dirty and messy room was violent gasping. Brunhilde was really scared. Thinking back to all the efforts she had made, they were all under the other party's mood. She might as well give it a try.

"Since the gods will besiege you, I will also send my heroic spirit..."

"Stop. I just need you to teleport all humans away and seal off the entire Valhalla Arena. Then, there will be no more gods in this world."

"I see."

Brunhilde's goal has always been to eliminate the existence of God. In order to prevent the gods from turning the table, she had no better way to cooperate with the godslayer's plan.

I was thinking about my next plan and was about to open the door and leave.

"Wait, there's one more thing I forgot to mention."

The Valkyrie was stunned when she heard this. Hadn’t she just finished talking about this?

"...What is it?"

"Ahem... I heard Gray said that the kitchen has just received a batch of Kraken tentacles. Can you please give me a few? Thank you!"

Someone said a little embarrassedly, after all, apart from fighting and improving strength, this was his only hobby.

"boom!"

"Oh! Sister Brunhilde, why did you bump into the door? Is it serious?" Grey screamed and hurried to help her elder sister who had knocked through the door.

"You...wait! Humph! I'll let Gray take it there later!"

Time flies, and the scene shifts to the sixth game. After the previous games, the four-to-one record made the morale of the human camp extremely fanatical, and some even clamored to destroy all the gods.

All of this was seen by the gods in the stands, and they all made up their minds to destroy this group of ungodly humans.

"The sixth round of Ragnarok is about to begin. Now, please welcome the fighter from the human camp! The nameless godslayer!"

Perhaps after a round of thinking, the human camp offered sparse cheers at this time, although someone did not care about their attitude.