Greece: Age of Ascension

Chapter 38
The torn Thunder God's body scattered like rags, and the debris of energy turned into flying snowflakes, swirling one after another.

Fallen flowers are colorful and dreamlike.

Most of the people had never heard of this scene, let alone witnessed it, so they couldn't help but be a little bit mesmerized by watching it.

Especially the hundred-armed giant and the cyclops, who have been imprisoned in hell all year round, are even more stunned and at a loss.

The light blue light falling down every now and then made the eyes of the sea goat Agaion obsessed. After all, he couldn't help it, and stretched out his hand unconsciously. The more than 100 arms were like a big tree with open branches, or a giant god stretching out his arms to embrace the moon.

The blue snowflakes fell into the palm, not as cold as imagined, but with a slight electric light flashing, bringing a tingling feeling.

"Never thought death could be so gorgeous."

Probably this is the most beautiful scene he has ever seen in his life, Aegeon sighed.

Looking at the field again, the furious Kotos's chest rose and fell, and his panting sound was like a roar of wind. He raised his arms high like a victor, his wrists formed a cross, and struck crosswise, making a "bang bang" sound. Muffled.

This is his posture celebrating victory, with a hundred arms crossed and shocking, both showing off his strength and showing off his might.

Seeing this, the Cyclops nervously shrank behind Menoetius, but they didn't know that the arrogant god was even more flustered than them at the moment.

As the former prison guard, he usually tortured the giants a lot, but now that his elder brother had no protection, and the hundred-armed giant was freed from its restraints, one could imagine what would happen to him.

In the audience, perhaps the only ones who were calm were Volibear representing "Majestic Thunder" and Renekton representing "Fury that Destroys Everything".

Especially the crocodile Renekton, with a ignorant expression, looked at the furious man full of confusion, and looked at the bear next to him strangely, "What is he doing?"

Volibear was silent for a moment, then his voice echoed, "He's celebrating a victory."

"He didn't win again, what is he celebrating here?"

"I do not know either."

At the moment when these families were happy and others were sad, the conversation between the two seemed very abrupt, which caused everyone's expressions to stagnate.

"You two idiots, what are you talking about? Atlas has been torn to pieces by me!"

Kotos was still angry, pointing at the light shards all over the sky and shouting.

Even Cyclops and the others were at a loss as to what to do.

But Renekton the crocodile still had the naive expression, scratching his head, "Yes, but father is not dead!"

At this time, Guges, the long-armed man, was the first to react and noticed the loophole.His face changed suddenly, as if he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly issued a warning.

"Brother, be careful, all gods are immortal!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the blue shards of light flying all over the sky suddenly seemed to have life. They were controlled by Atlas, emitting a brilliant shimmer.

One piece or two may not be very eye-catching, but thousands of pieces, hundreds of thousands, and millions of pieces glow at the same time, just like the galaxy winding in the sky, which is beyond shocking.

In the next second, the fine electric sound is like a group of birds singing, composing a carol of death.

"Stab~"

A bright thunder flashed away in an instant, and immediately after, a huge head of the furious Kotos rolled off his body.

This sudden scene left everyone stunned.

Kotos couldn't believe it even more. The remaining 49 heads quickly looked around and searched up and down, but there was nothing else around except for this snowflake-like shavings of light.

"You bastard, come out if you have the guts!!"

He yelled, and the ragers were not afraid of head-on confrontation, and Atlas was torn to pieces by him without looking at it.

However, the current situation made him completely lose the goal of attacking.

Kotos knew that these snowflakes were gods, but although the flowers were small, they were innumerable.

Waiting for myself to extinguish them one by one, enough for Atlas to cut off his entire head dozens or hundreds of times.

There is a saying: "Whatever you are afraid of will come." Just as he was thinking this way, several thunderbolts suddenly appeared, and then disappeared in a flash.

Kotos only felt a pain in his neck, and all three heads fell to the dust in an instant.

The fracture is like a knife cut, smooth with a smell of paste.

But it was the thunder of Qingtian God who passed by, directly scalding the wound and stopping the blood flow for him.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a chain reaction, and it seemed that the other party blew the charge.

A flash of lightning flashed behind him, and the furious man who pushed staggered, his head fell instantly, before he could stand still, there was another flash of lightning in front of him, this time it was his arm.

"Stab ~ stab ~"

Whenever the light came on, Kotos staggered, or lost a head or an arm.

In just over ten seconds, his arms and head fell like dumplings.

This kind of feeling is clearly in front of you, but you just can't do anything about him, which makes the raging man want to go crazy, roaring and screaming angrily.

"Come out! Come out! You coward, coward!"

"Stab~"

The talking head immediately rolled down, and before it fell into the lava, he stretched out his hand to catch it.

Before he could put his head on his neck, the lightning flashed again, and the arm holding the head fell off.

"Stab ~ stab ~"

At this moment, Kortos is like a big tree growing wantonly, and Atlas is the gardener who prunes the branches, pruning all the branches out of the wall with thunder light.

When the thunder light stopped, the arrogant rager had already been cut into a human stick, like a mace with countless knots, standing alone in the field.

In the fiery red lava, there are his undulating head and arms.

At this time, almost everyone could tell that the winner was already divided!
"He won, Atlas won!!"

The Cyclops cheered loudly, the ups and downs of emotions made them feel like they were riding a roller coaster, as if they were gamblers who had bet all their wealth but experienced consecutive wins and losses.

Menotius heaved a sigh of relief, and the nervous sweat spread all over his forehead without knowing it.

"I said it earlier, how could I lose, really."

While wiping his sweat, he laughed at himself, feeling a little ashamed for his previous guilt.

On the other hand, Volibear and the two were much calmer. In their view, it was a matter of course that their father could win, and it was not worth making a fuss about.

The blue snowflakes flocked like birds, chirping and flocking together, turning into a thunder god composed of lightning, and the god of thunder gradually condensed into a real body, turning into the appearance of Atlas.

Qingtianshen's body was surrounded by lightning, and he fell into the magma with a bang, his knees were slightly bent, and he took off the pressure and stood still.

"I said: From now on, internal bullying is not allowed;

Who agrees with my words?Who is against? "

With the momentum of a big victory, he scanned the audience like lightning. Although he was asking others, he focused on the three hundred-armed giant brothers.

(End of this chapter)