i created the old gods

Chapter 134 Heroes
The Sun-Chasing Wolf was raging in the sky, and blazing flames were spitting out from the Sun-Chasing Wolf's mouth. Hell on earth was everywhere. Skull was so proud that he felt that the wounds on his body from the Gallic fighter jets were no longer so painful.

It was not that the Sun Chaser Wolf was not afraid of missile attacks, but that he was swallowed up by flames the moment the missiles struck. No missiles came close to his body, so he did not suffer any harm from the indiscriminate bombing by the Danish government. harm.

The remaining fighter groups in Gaul no longer dared to attack rashly, and began to circle around one after another. With their high-speed movement, the Sun Chaser Wolves really could not catch up with them.

However, the Gallic fighter pilots seemed to be frightened by the narrow flames spitted out by the Sun Chaser Wolf. They did not dare to continue any offensive actions at all, but prepared to return the same way.

"The general has ordered, evacuate!"

The pilots were relieved, and the Gallic fighter jets began to evacuate quickly. In their eyes, Denmark could no longer be saved.

The Sun Chaser Wolf can also fly, so how can we fight it?
It's not that our army doesn't work hard, but the Wolf of the Sun will go to heaven!

As the fighter groups evacuated and the destruction continued, the Sun Chaser's arrogance and domineering attitude became more and more serious.

He landed from the sky with great power, and among the ruins, he breathed blazing flames unscrupulously, making the surrounding ruins become even more intense.

There is no way, having strength and being able to breathe fire is so simple, boring and tasteless.

Raging flames once again spurted out from the mouth of the Sun Chaser Wolf, and a large number of trees were swallowed up by the flames and fell into a sea of ​​fire.

On the entire island, Sunchaser Wolf Skull was unstoppable. Over time, Sunchaser Wolf Skull gradually came up with a bold idea.

Am I invincible? !
After such an invincible thought arose in the heart of Sunchaser Wolf Skull, he could no longer calm down. As for the current attack methods of mortals, although they can cause certain damage to themselves, they do not have much impact. It is as if people are It's like being accidentally cut by leaves while walking in the jungle.

It doesn't matter.

After the Sun Chaser Wolf Skull paused with satisfaction, he looked up to the sky and let out a roar. He looked at the tank troops advancing in formation in front of him, his eyes showing eagerness to fight.

In the sky, various fighter jets roared past, and the Europa coalition seemed to be conducting a final decisive battle against Skull, the sun-chasing wolf.

In the rear command center, dozens of veteran generals wearing the rank of general and lieutenant general gathered together and commanded the battle solemnly. A large number of mechanical troops and artillery shells were used to eliminate the Sun Chaser Wolf Skull, and the decisive battle began.

General Gaul took a deep breath and said: "The intercontinental missiles are ready. If the Sun-Chasing Wolf is not eliminated, China and the United States will launch missiles at the Sun-Chasing Wolf."

"My local missiles are also ready, ready to be loaded and launched at any time. I will teach this sun-chasing wolf that is raging in Denmark a lesson!"

As the commander-in-chief, the Gallic general was heroic and confident.

Most of the reinforcements from China and the United States have gone to encircle and suppress Fenrir. They can only bring intercontinental missiles and strategic material support to the coalition forces, and there is no other help.

But that's enough.

General Gaul was thinking in his heart. He was currently intoxicated with the dream of defeating the Sun Chaser Wolf and becoming a battle hero.

He will be the man who saves half of Europe!

His name will be recorded in the history books and become a heroic figure in human history!

Dark, illusory, without a trace of light.

Somewhere in the deep mountains of the Balkan Peninsula, a figure struggled to crawl out of the mass grave-like soil, breathing heavily.

The owner of that figure was breathing heavily, and his body was covered with mud. His muscles looked powerful, and his clothes were in tatters, making him look like a wandering beggar.

His face was extremely pale. After emerging from the soil, he did not continue to do anything. Instead, he sat there in a daze, seeming to be thinking about something.

who am I?
Where am i?

where is this place?
Why am I here?
A series of questions emerged from his mind, and then, the memories in his mind began to slowly surface.

He remembered that he had killed a lion on a barren mountain, peeled off the lion's skin, put it on his shoulders, and then cut off the lion's head to make a helmet.

He thought of the ferocious Hydra roaring towards him, and he cut off the largest snake's head with one knife, splitting it in half.

He thought of the scrawny man chained on that high mountain who claimed to bring fire to mankind.

He also remembered that he was persecuted by villains and could not bear the pain and burned himself to death.

A name gradually came to mind in his mind. This name seemed to have been forgotten by him for a long time.

"I am Hercules."

Although his memory is still hazy so far, he has remembered most of the deeds before falling into sleep, and also remembered his own name.

He, Hercules, the son of Zeus, completed 12 tasks known as "impossible" and became the Hercules of Olympus!
He is a well-deserved hero in Mount Olympus and the most famous hero in the entire Greek mythology!
After thousands of years of vicissitudes of life and dreams, when he woke up again, he no longer knew where he was.

"Where is here?"

Hercules looked to the left and right in confusion, his eyes full of helplessness. The breath of Mount Olympus had disappeared, and there seemed to be no familiar things around him.

The lonely Hercules stood up, and the rotten clothes on his body began to quickly return to their original state.

Hercules stretched out his hand, and the branches not far away grew crazily, combining with the gravel on the ground to condense into a gleaming spear.

And Heracles stretched out his hand again, the soil of the earth began to solidify rapidly, and a shield that seemed to be full of divine power appeared in front of him.

After gathering everything, Hercules began to move forward.

He seemed to feel an indescribable aura doing something in front of him.

This breath is not very familiar even if it is said to be familiar. It is not familiar yet very familiar.

It feels like he is a relative of the same clan as himself, but he has never met him.

Hercules didn't feel anything strange. He knew what kind of person his father Zeus was, and he expected such an aura to appear.

He has no one here, and he feels it's time to join up with his 'brother and sister' to help them figure out where he should go.

After all, he can no longer feel the breath of Olympus.

　My head feels dizzy today, and I feel nothing as I write this chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)