Greece: Age of Ascension

Chapter 26
Atlas has always been a pragmatic person, and at the same time, he is very serious about his promises.

As the saying goes: "If a man has no faith, he will not stand; if the king has no faith, the world will fall."

So what if God has no faith?

Naturally, everyone betrayed their relatives and fell into the dust from the altar.

A good reputation can give him more prestige, and the words of respected people have weight.

So he promised to release the giant, and he would never go back on his word because he was afraid of Cronus.

After gaining divine power, he turned back and waded through the lava to the place where Menoitius's head was stored. At that time, the arrogant god still held a grudge against him, so he didn't look very good at all, and Atlas didn't bother to follow him. He cares a lot, after all, he is his own younger brother.

"If you want your head back on your shoulders again, tell me the key to the giant's shackles."

Holding his younger brother in both hands, Qing Tianshen was full of smiles. This guy's bald head was shiny, and Tartarus' scarlet light shone on the top, and there was even a glimmer of light.

"If it can be used as a decoration, it will definitely be an excellent thing," Mosuo thought to himself, with his smooth forehead automatically ignoring Menoitius's ugly face.

The arrogant god saw that he played with himself like this, and was angry in his heart. But now that people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, they can only obey obediently.

He opened his mouth, his eyes looked in the direction of his body, his lips were opened and closed, and he couldn't make a sound.But roughly speaking, I still want to ask for his body.

Qingtian God has nothing to do, and he might be afraid of his backlash before, but after deep integration, he is Atlas, and Atlas is him.

All the fighting skills of the original owner have been inherited by him. Facing this reckless younger brother again, he has full confidence to fight back and kill him head-on.

"If you promise to give me the key, just wink and I'll give your head back to your body."

Menotius immediately blinked frantically, for fear that he could not understand.

Atlas smiled and nodded, holding an iron thorn whip, swaying his head in one hand, and wading through the lava to the island where the opponent's body was placed.

Now the arrogant god's body is lying on the black island, like a lying mountain range, covering two-thirds of the island.

There is no head on its neck, and bright blood flows from it. The blood is like a big river, hanging down from the fracture, like a waterfall flying straight down.

Because the temperature was too high, the blood was still burning with flames, like a river of lava, emitting brilliant flames.

Qingtianshen grabbed his head and stuffed it on his neck indiscriminately, but when the head touched the body, the bleeding stopped in an instant, and the meat was spliced ​​together.

Menotius' body, which was originally dead, suddenly came back to life, like a drowning man, struggling wildly with his hands and feet, trying to stand up, but his hands and feet didn't listen. Let it go east, but it insisted on going west; Let it catch the dog, it insists on touching the chicken.

"You bastard, put my head on the wrong side."

The air of arrogance does not hit one place.The back of his head is facing the front of the body, and his face is facing the back of the body, which is very uncomfortable and uncoordinated to manipulate the body.

Atlas smiled narrowly, and said in his heart, "Can I tell you that I did it on purpose?"

On the outside, as if he just realized his mistake, he quickly reached out to help him correct it.

Hearing a crisp sound of "click", Menoitius' head was screwed off alive again, and he turned the direction again to face it.

However, just after they were connected together, a sudden change occurred.

I saw that the arrogant god was like a cheetah ready to go, springing up in an instant, with an aura as fierce as a dragon and a tiger.Go straight to the elder brother.

Seeing this, Atlas sneered secretly, as if he had predicted that he would have this move, he strode and kicked, and then kicked out first.

"Bang~"

The muffled sound was like a leather drum, and Menotius immediately flew upside down and rolled into the lava.

"Do you think I'm still the same as before?"

Qing Tianshen looked at him with a smile, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. This brother's thoughts were always written on his face, and his intentions were too easy to guess.

Struggling to get up, Menotius waited to go on again, and suddenly there was a warning in his heart, but he felt a gust of wind blowing in his face, and a red whip flashed in front of his eyes, followed by a "cracking" air burst in his ears. Voice.

The sound was huge and loud, as if thunder was exploding beside his ears, and he felt a pain in his ears as if he had been blasted by a firecracker.

It was Atlas who flicked a whip, which broke his eardrum in an instant.

"My stupid little brother, even as an older brother, I have a limit to my patience."

He deliberately flicked the red iron spiked whip, the threat was obvious.

Menotius looked at the whip in his hand fearfully, and he didn't dare to act rashly again, but the expression on his face was obviously not convinced.

"These giants are all criminals under the strict orders of His Majesty Kronos. If you dare to release them privately, it is against His Majesty the God King."

"So what?"

I wanted to scare him with the power of the king of the gods, but who would have thought that Atlas would not care? Si is not afraid?"

Qing Tianshen caressed the iron spikes on the whip casually, and rubbed the blood stains on the spikes with his fingertips from time to time. These were the dry hard patina formed after the giant's blood was dried at high temperature.

"A new era is coming, and you still want to hold on to the stinky feet of that guy Cronus?"

He looked down at this stupid younger brother sarcastically, with a slightly contemptuous expression, "Think about it with your brain as big as a broad bean, since I dare to come, will I still be afraid of him?"

When Menoitius heard this, his eyes flickered, and he was a little uncertain about his mind.He didn't want to think too much at first, but this big brother's behavior was really weird.

"That's the king of the gods, who are you not afraid of?"

"Of course I'm afraid.
Bah, why the fuck am I telling you this? "

Realizing that he was almost being led into a ditch, Atlas spat softly, "Stop talking nonsense, tell me where is the key?"

The God of Arrogance glanced at the whip in his hand again, and his expression of struggle flashed across, "I'll give you the key, and Cronus won't let me go."

That's quite a good point. I've never seen a prisoner run away without being punished by the prison guards.

"Then I will show you a clear way." Qingtian God showed a strange smile, looked into the distance, and said: "Moros of fate said that the life of a god is not about how hard he works, but about how he chooses."

After saying this, he turned to his younger brother with burning eyes, "The one standing in front of you now is not only the elder brother you admire all your life, but also a god worth risking your life to follow.

Then
Choose!
Do you follow the remnants of the old era of Cronus to destroy, or follow your admired brother to create a new era? "

Qing Tianshen's voice was passionate, his tone was generous, he opened his arms as if encouraged, and looked at Menotius expectantly.

Seeing this, the arrogant god blinked blankly, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, "A new era? I don't understand this."

He shook his head, not cold at all: "I only know that no matter whether Cronus rules or someone else is the king, the gatekeepers are always just gatekeepers; the runners are always just runners.

Nothing will change. "

(End of this chapter)