Greece: Age of Ascension

Chapter 41
Kotos was struggling, his expression obviously moved, the persistence in his heart had already been shattered by the defeat of Qingtian God.

Now that Atlas has made such a promise to him, it is really hard for people to refuse.

Although these are all empty promises, the other party only said that they have a place in the world, but they didn't say anything about where or where.

However, the brain of a hundred-armed giant doesn't understand these twists and turns.

What's more, with the credibility shown by Atlas, it is obvious that he will not say anything false.

He said yes, so it must be true.

Seeing that the other party began to hesitate, Qing Tianshen hurriedly stepped up and said: "If you don't want to, I will let you go now, and everyone will pretend that they have never seen each other. From now on, we will be separated from each other and forget each other in the world."

So frank and frank, let alone Kotos, even Guges, who originally had opinions on him, couldn't help but feel throbbing.

"This guy is really good at handling things. You may not be able to meet such a frank person in another place."

Atlas smiled. He knew that the matter was likely to be completed, so he put the other's head back into his body.

Sure enough, this time, Kotos didn't yell at him, but fell into a rare silence.

After a long time, he said: "You are a god who keeps your promises, remember what you said today!"

"Of course, I will definitely remember it firmly." He said.

After the two finished talking, the raging man bent his legs slightly like pillars of heaven, and knelt down on one knee, so that the lava directly overflowed his chest.

"Atlas, I am willing to follow you, just like the wind chasing the clouds, and the stars chasing the moon, I will follow you forever!"

Seeing this, Guges and Aegion hurriedly imitated him and bowed down together, saying in unison: "I do the same!"

So far, the three hundred-armed brothers have successfully returned to their hearts, and three more generals have been added to the Qingtian God camp.

"Okay, okay, I am really honored to have your help!"

Going forward to help the three brothers, Atlas's beautiful words seemed to be free of money, and the three elders listened with wide-eyed smiles and warm bodies.

If Prometheus is here, you can't help but sigh: "This may be the art of language."

Connecting the arms and head to the body one by one for Kotos, Atlas took the three hundred-armed brothers back to the original casting site.

At this moment, the place is full of heat, and the islands have piled up into mountains. Menoitius is cooperating with the cyclops to crush the islands and reefs into soft soil.

The arrival of Qingtianshen and his gang added another batch of fresh troops to the team.

At this time, Brontes the Thunder stepped forward and asked him: "Atlas, you should tell me in advance, what kind of weapon do you need?"

"Didn't I say that?" He asked in surprise.

Brontes' expression collapsed instantly, "Of course you didn't say that."

"Well, I want a gorgeous spear." He gestured and described the appearance of the gun, "It should be indestructible and able to pierce everything; it should also be able to amplify and adapt to the divine power of various attributes."

Considering that with the increase of ascenders, his divine power attributes will also become diversified.

If the weapon cannot adapt to the multi-attribute divine power, it will greatly limit his combat effectiveness.

Hearing his request, Brontes frowned visibly, "Being proficient in everything means being sloppy in everything.

Of course I can create such a weapon for you, but in order to adapt to various divine powers, it will inevitably limit the increase in your power. "

The Cyclops earnestly hoped that he would change his mind: "I can create a weapon for you to manipulate the thunder. He can make you invincible and invincible. Are you sure you don't want to think about it?"

"Of course I'm sure!" Atlas smiled. In Greek mythology, Thunderbolt and Zeus are congenial. If this thing is created by the other party, then he will never want to be a god king again. Let's go to bed early .

Therefore, you must not create it. If you create it, you will cause trouble for yourself.

"My dear Brontes, sometimes strong doesn't mean best.

Whether the shoes fit or not, only the feet know.A weapon that can manipulate thunder is of course powerful, but it's not suitable for me. "

Seeing that he insisted on this, Cyclops sighed. It is undeniable that Qingtian God's words have a certain degree of philosophy, which sounds very reasonable.

But Brontes was not satisfied with this.

The other party respected him and was willing to stand up for them. Everything he did had already made the three one-eyed brothers regard him as a close friend.

How can you bear to give him a mediocre weapon like this when you treat a friend?
That is irresponsible to Atlas, and it is an insult to his own skills.

"Let me prepare a surprise for you, it should be the most gorgeous and precious gift in the world!" Looking at Qingtian God's busy back, he whispered.
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The casting of the furnace is still in full swing, and everyone crushes the black island and grinds it into fine soil.

Then he cut his wrist with a sharp iron thorn, and instantly the blood poured down like rain, mixed with the soil, and burned by the high temperature.

The Cyclops quickly mixed the slightly moist soil, as if playing with a ball of fire.

After going through ninety-nine and 81 techniques, they finally shaped it into a vat-like shape.

Using other residues, everyday molds such as hammers are made.

Next, it was Volibear's turn to make the move.

The tall white giant bear stood in front of the vat, looked down at the chains that filled the space, raised its palm, and the bright lightning flashed and shot out crackling thunder.

"Burn them, Volibear!"

Qingtian God shouted, like encouragement, and like an order.

In the next second, the electric light seemed to rise into the sky like a big sun, illuminating the whole world in an instant.

The flaming hell was completely painted white by the strong light. Everyone just opened their eyes slightly, and they could feel the scorching pain coming from their eyeballs.

Not only that, even the skin began to become fiery, as if a red-hot iron was imprinted on it, emitting a meaty aroma like barbecue.

The nearby Volibear was burned by the high temperature, and the whole bear turned into an upright bear-shaped torch.

But he didn't seem to notice it, because the chains were melting, like ice and snow meeting the warm sun, turning into a gentle liquid.

Lei Guang jumped in the vat, making coherent and rapid crackling sounds, and occasionally rumbling explosions.

Atlas was really afraid that the clay barrel would explode like this.

Fortunately, Volibear knew how to measure and worked hard to control the range of thunder and lightning; in addition, it was mud mixed with god's blood, and it was also the product of condensation from high temperature and cold in Tartarus hell; Can hold for a moment.

However, as the intensity of the lightning increased, cracks appeared in the mud bucket, and silvery white juice faintly flowed out from the cracks.

Seeing this, Volibear stopped his movements hastily.As soon as the thunder extinguished, the Cyclops opened his eyes, rushed to the past, and poured the silver-white solution in the bucket into the mold
(End of this chapter)