You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Various divine power fluctuations of different natures faintly emanated, standing shoulder to shoulder with Mekal on the vast sea. The complexity of its divine attributes seemed to be no less than that of the Monkey King.

Based on this characteristic, and combined with the original plot, it can be basically confirmed.

"We've finally run into Alice. This is a battle you can't interfere with. Just wait here. But I still suggest you run as far away as possible; this distance isn't safe enough."

"Your Highness?"

Alice asked in surprise, "Are you going to the battlefield now? They're wearing each other down; we can wait until their morale is low—"

"That would be nice, but it would be too boring."

Iori took a step out, leaving a shallow footprint on the white sand, and then suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Alice realized the box in her hand had vanished and bowed deeply into the empty space, saying, "May you have good fortune in battle!"

……

Iori did not activate her power to enter the speed realm; she simply flew at a normal speed, but even so, she far exceeded the speed of sound, leaving a series of booming sounds in the air, and she was still far ahead of the sound waves.

He soon arrived at the chaotic battlefield, but did not see the two sides clashing. Strictly speaking, he did not see their personified forms, but their divine power was divided into several streams that were constantly clashing and fighting in the air and sea.

Though invisible, it is exceptionally intense!

Iori stopped on the outskirts, enjoying the bizarre and wonderful scene of various divine powers intertwined.

But clearly, someone wouldn't allow him to be so at ease:

Om-!

A thunderclap resounded from the depths of the clouds, and a thick bolt of lightning instantly pierced the sky and sea, enveloping Iori!

However, Iori remained unfazed by the terrifying lightning, even smiling slightly as she calmly began to circulate her powers.

An invisible barrier spread out from him, and all the lightning-attribute divine power that came into contact with it was absorbed into his palm and shaped into a blazing white greatsword hundreds of meters long!

"go with!"

Iori hurled the greatsword with all her might into the deepest part of the storm. Along the way, the dark clouds resembled the Red Sea parted by Moses, and the spear went straight for the master of this storm.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the raging wind was compressed into a solid form, colliding with the thunder spear with equal force.

Rumble——! ! !

A violent explosion that could shake the entire Mediterranean Sea rang out. The two divine forces canceled each other out, and the clouds in the sky were blasted into a hole several kilometers in diameter.

Iori had just repelled one wave of attacks, and before he could even catch his breath, another wave of magical energy immediately appeared in his senses.

"hold head high!!!"

A blinding golden light pierced through the thunderclouds, and in the brilliant, sun-like radiance, a magnificent white horse leaped out, breaking through the lightning.

It fearlessly plunged into the sea of ​​clouds, and then, like a comet hitting the earth, it swooped down rapidly, its target being Iori!

"It's a fine horse!"

Iori suddenly grinned mischievously: "Now it's mine!"

He flipped his hand and pulled out a stone slab from somewhere, pointing it at the white horse that shone as brightly as the sun.

--call out!

The white horse mythical beast that could clear away all darkness in the world had vanished into thin air!

"call!!!"

Different types of divine power surged in the space. After the white horse disappeared, the divine power of other attributes gathered here in unison, and many illusions appeared in the process.

It was not writing, but a totem that transcended writing.

The ferocious wild boar, the beautiful phoenix, the resolute ram, the patient camel... all those divine powers eventually merged together.

In the end, the one who appeared before Iori, the incarnation, was the disobedient god who had chosen the image of "boy".

"Hahaha, I originally only wanted to compete with the god king of the Mediterranean, but I never expected to encounter our enemy."

However, I certainly didn't expect them to kidnap my avatar so easily... I'm really getting more and more excited for this battle!

"Step back! War God from the East, I've known this man for a long time. If you want to fight him, you'll have to wait your turn!"

A fierce wind howled, and thunder and rain poured down... A burly and massive figure gradually came into focus.

What now appears before Iori are two gods with completely opposite appearances:

One is surrounded by thunder and storms, with a body as large as a small mountain, as white as rock, and a bristling beard.

He appears to be a middle-aged, robust man, but his physique and wild appearance are like those of a giant from mythology, and the armor he wears exudes an unusual sense of vicissitude.

One was a rare and beautiful young man with smooth, black hair reaching his ears, fair skin, and delicate, handsome features. He wore a Roman-style white long robe and carried no weapons, yet one could sense the powerful force emanating from his petite body.

He looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his imposing presence and majesty were in no way inferior to the giants he faced.

"I am the King of the Gods, the Ruler of the Sky and the Sea, the Supreme Being of this Land—Mekal!"

A burly god, wielding a giant club, fell from the clouds and crashed down on Iori!

I've been thinking about you so much lately!

Chapter 380 The Most Righteous One Against Two in History!

Susanoo!

A deep blue hand, wielding a hundred-meter-long sword, emerged from the void and collided with a giant club wrapped in lightning. The resulting burst of white light illuminated the sky and the sea, and the God King's offensive was thus halted.

"You've got some skills, huh!"

The burly giant landed in the sea and stopped when the water reached his calves, as if he were walking in the desert.

"Last time you tricked me and I suffered a loss. This time, back on my homeland, I'll show you my unparalleled divine power!"

Iori smiled slightly, but before he could respond, the young god beside him spoke first: "That won't do, Mekal. This person possesses [Steel] no less than our kin, but he is also a demon king who slays gods... Just one glance at him makes my heart surge!"

How could I possibly let you have such an excellent opponent?

"Don't think about it!"

Mekal said nonchalantly, "I don't care who he is, but I have an old grudge against him, and no one can interfere until this matter is settled!"

"Hahaha... If that's the case, then I was also robbed of my white horse by him just now, using the divine artifact left behind by the fire thief—my reason is also quite valid."

As the young god finished speaking, he smiled and looked at Iori. When they met eyes, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

“You possess a very unique aura, sharp yet restrained, like some ancient sword god… Have we met before?”

"This must be our first meeting, but I've heard a lot about you."

With a composed expression, Iori slowly uttered the other party's true name: "The Guardian of Mitra—Vellerslana!"

"Oh?"

The young military genius had an "I knew it" look on his face. "You recognized me at a glance. No wonder you were able to take 'White Horse' away so easily."

Although the Prometheus Tablets have the effect of stealing divine power, they are ultimately just "stealing." Just like the Black Sword Kusanagi requires fighting an enemy to steal divine power, there are prerequisites for successfully using it.

—In contrast, [The Usurper of Greed] requires no preparation and starts from zero frames.

The success rate of stealing divine power using the stone tablet varies depending on the user's understanding of the deity. Simply put, it's about "knowing yourself and your enemy and you will never be defeated." If you don't even know what kind of deity the other party is, what great achievements they have made, or what abilities they possess, then it's basically impossible to succeed.

After all, being given the name "Prometheus the Prophet," humanity must learn to use wisdom if it wants to fight against the gods.

Even Prometheus himself had to pay the price for "stealing fire," and the same was true for ordinary people using the stone tablets, and even more so—they could easily burn their brains off.

Of course, Iori didn't have these concerns.

He was already deeply impressed by the disobedient god Veleslana, and during the time he spent studying magic and mythological texts after arriving in this world, he naturally conducted a thorough analysis of the god's origins, experiences, and core essence.

With ample knowledge and keen insight, he could almost instantly determine the activation conditions of the stone slab with just a glance.

However, judging from Vereslana's expression, there seems to be another explanation:

He believed that Iori was an ancient sword god, or even someone he knew who had descended to earth as a god-slayer for some reason, which was why he could instantly discern Iori's origins.

This is not unfounded. There are many similar examples in Indian mythology. If the myth of the Triad (Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva) is reproduced, then as long as some kind of "righteous law (rule)" is followed, then disobedient gods can indeed obtain human form.

...but even those who don't follow the gods aren't that boring.

"Heh heh, it seems you're a very knowledgeable demon king. In that case, you must know my real name too."

Mekal proudly declared, "That's right, I am Mekal, the King of the Gods—"

"Never heard of it. Could it be an alias of Zeus?"

"..."

"Yes, yes, it must be right."

Iori nodded and said to herself, "A god-king who can control thunder, and who has appeared in the Mediterranean, and who seems to have a deep connection with Rome and Greece, then it is undoubtedly Zeus, or rather Jupiter."

- Om!

The surging waves of magical energy swept across the sea, causing countless tiny arcs of electricity to leap back and forth. The overlapping, sharp sounds revealed the God-King's inner rage.

"Extremely rude!"

Mekal held a pair of rough-looking weapons. Although they were the equipment of the God-King, they looked neither gorgeous nor precious. They had neither gold decorations nor mercury patterns; they were just two rough and hard clubs.

At this moment, he raised his right hand but did not strike Iori; instead, it collided with the other hand in his left hand.

boom! ! !

It was like detonating a small nuclear bomb, releasing the wind and thunder that had been compressed to the extreme in an instant, and the dazzling shock wave blew open the sea and swept everything away!

From a high altitude, it looks like a giant eye opening in a whirlpool, with billions of tons of seawater being stirred up, forming waves that surge in all directions.

Iori, enveloped in lightning, flew out from her "eye" and used her storm power [Universal Pull] to protect herself, thus suffering no harm.

But as soon as he appeared, he sensed something was wrong. The surrounding atmosphere seemed to turn into a mercury-like liquid, squeezing his body and pulling him toward a certain place. When he looked up, a huge, burly shadow appeared in the mist. A giant club, accompanied by a gale, tore through the cover and smashed down on Iori!

"You pursuer! Let him witness the power of my wrath!"

At this moment, Iori's figure was locked in place, and the space became as viscous as a quagmire, making it difficult to even activate the Resonance skill. He could only watch helplessly as the mountain-sized club came crashing down upon him.

[The Third Power, Susanoo]!

A giant warrior, similar in size to Mekal, broke through the sea, raised his arm to block the blow of the great club, and parried the club as his arm guard was smashed, then swung a sword against the God King!

Stab it!

Mekal, as expected of the renowned dragon slayer, displayed extraordinary skill despite his seemingly clumsy physique. He swung his other hand in time, smashing his club onto the sea surface. A thick wall of water, accompanied by surging lightning, shot into the sky, protecting the God-King's side.

The long sword swung across, as if stuck in a leech, forcing the attacker to retreat and create distance as Mekal prepared to counterattack.

"Yagrush and Aymur! Quickly slay the Godslayer!"

Mekal's clubs were wreathed in lightning and gale-force winds, distorting light and shadow with each swing, creating blinding vortexes of light, and emitting astonishing magical energy.

One is called "Pursuit," and the other is called "Exile." They are divine weapons for slaying dragons and symbols of steel, respectively wielding the divine powers of wind and thunder. It is said that a certain image of Hercules (the wanderer wielding a great club) was derived from Mekal's two weapons.

Enraged by Iori, the Mediterranean God King immediately went all out, obscuring the area within a 300-kilometer radius with thick black clouds, as if the world were ending.

"If you were using reverse psychology, then you succeeded, kid!"

"Haha... Just kidding. I've heard of your name and know about your many great achievements. I'm really looking forward to fighting you. It's just that I'm a little disappointed."

Disappointed? Disappointed in what way?

"As kings of the gods, I sincerely hope that I will meet Zeus and Odin—two of the more famous gods."

Instead of being a forgotten character whose faith has been severed and whose real name is almost lost to history.

"Hahaha, you really dare to say that!"

Mekal laughed in fury, his voice shaking the clouds, and then roared, "Boy, are you doubting the power of the King of the Gods?!"

“That’s very inappropriate, Mekal.”

Before Iori could respond, the young god watching the show on the other side suddenly grinned mischievously and incited, "It's no wonder he thinks that way. After all, I was somewhat disappointed after fighting you myself... If only it were Zeus."

"—!"

It was an obvious provocation, but even knowing it, the God-King could not tolerate such humiliation.

"You have angered me!"

Kneel down, all of you! Behold the majestic and powerful figure of the King of Gods!