Dicuo: The Sword God of the Hephaestus Familia

"I didn't expect that one day even the Tower of Babel would become unsafe." One of the gods complained.

But there was a smile on his face, as if he was still enjoying the situation?

This kind of is pure joy god.

As soon as Wang Yue thought of this, suddenly, a male god wearing a hat leaned over.

At the moment when he saw the other party, compared to the aura of the gods, Wang Yue felt a faint commotion.

This guy.

Could it be Hermes?

After the male god came over, he spoke: "Ah, what a disaster, the two goddesses are okay, right?" "

It's a bit frivolous.

It's clear that the other party is talking in a very ordinary way, but it gives people this feeling.

When Asteria saw him come to greet him, she also verbally cared, "It's lucky to see you're okay, Hermes." "

Wang Yue's eyes moved slightly.

Sure enough, it's him.

Hephaestus saw him coming, seemed to know him well, and asked directly: "What are you doing here?" "

Hermes almost fell.

Awkwardly, he said, "Don't say such things, Hephaestus, I'll be very sad to hear it." "

"Oh, so?"

“......"

Hermes sighed helplessly.

Wang Yue noticed that he glanced at himself very vaguely.

Although it is very hidden, it can't be hidden from him.

"I'm sorry, two gods, but let me express his thoughts."

Asteria smiled and replied, "Of course, Lydia." "

Hephaestus nodded.

"Lydith can listen to what she said. "

Hermes: "Huh? Do you mean I'm hated? "

Hephaestus looked at him with pity: "Isn't this kind of thing already obvious when you were in the heavenly realm?" "

The beautiful woman named Lydith pushed Hermes away, and continued: "The Dark Valve is hidden in the shadows, and the size of the troops and the area of attack are unknown, so we are in a passive position, and the gods are now like hostages set up by the Dark Lord, restricting our movements. "

Lydis's words simply shed light on the current situation.

Sounds grim.

But her next words became more optimistic.

"But, on the other hand, the places where we need to hold on have shrunk from many to one."

After hearing this, Alyse also understood. "I see, because the gods are here, so as long as the garrison here is sufficient, there is no need to worry about the gods being attacked."

Lydith nodded, and continued, "It's imperative that we need the means of communication to mobilize the rest of the forces in the city. "

When Wang Yue heard this, he had an idea in his mind.

Communication.

He seems to be able to do it.

It's a bit reluctant, but it's a pinch.

So he raised his hand and said, "I can send out a group newsletter, but I need help from someone present." "

What the!

"Really?"

Wang Yue's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "I haven't tried, I may fail, but if I succeed, I can pass on the information to everyone." "

He looked at Lydith in front of him.

In a word, she is a super beauty.

The head of the Hermes family, right?

If it had gone according to the original development, she might have died recently in the attack of the Dark Lord.

Then the [Almighty] Asfi Al Andomeda took over as the head of the regiment.

It is said that she is a female version of Hermes, and she is also a fun, but her current performance does not seem to show that trend.

"What kind of help do you need?"

"Magic."

Wang Yue said decisively: "I need magic. "

Lydith had a hard time.

Magic?

"You mean restorative pills?"

"Nope."

Wang Yue spoke: "Please summon the magicians present first." "

Lydith nodded, and immediately turned to do it, without the slightest delay.

Saying that she is a fun person like Hermes, Wang Yue feels that it is a bit too much.

This style of acting can only be said to be very sassy.

Soon, several people were gathered.

Wang Yue didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I want to use communication magic that I haven't mastered yet, and I need to borrow your magic power. "

Riveria asked, "Borrowed?" "

"Yes."

Wang Yue pulled out the glass-colored peacock with the scabbard attached to it and held it horizontally in front of him.

"This glass-colored peacock can absorb the magic of others, and I want to draw enough spiritual pressure from you to support me to complete my magic."

Ha?

One of the sorcerers questioned, "What a joke! "

"Magic is the life of a magician, how can you let you take it casually!"

"I see." Riveria immediately agreed.

Silence the other magicians around him.

In such a comparison, they are not only cowardly, but also particularly irresponsible.

"Thank you."

Wang Yue nodded in thanks.

"I, I can too, I still have a lot of magic, I should be able to help you." Ah Di also raised his hand at this time and said.

Her magic is the highest of all stats.

Wang Yue did not refuse.

After that, the male dependents of the Earth Mother goddess Demite also stood up.

Expresses a willingness to contribute to the magic.

Five people in total.

No problem.

Wang Yue took a deep breath.

"Bloom wildly, glass-colored peacock."

Under the amazed gaze of everyone, Wang Yue opened the beginning of the solution.

As the blade split, it turned into glass-colored vines that wrapped around the wrists of the five people.

He controlled the efficiency of the sucking and prevented the injury to five people.

But the person concerned still felt a little frightened because of the loss of mana.

Demon, magic is sucked away!

Riveria's face also changed.

She had known about the knife's strange abilities, but experiencing it was a completely different feeling.

This knife!

It's scary!

Wang Yue saw that the buds on the vines were slowly blooming, condensing shining petals, and he directly reached out to pick one of them.

Normally he would hold it in his mouth to recover, but now is not the time to be elegant.

I saw that he opened his mouth and threw the flower directly into it, and after chewing it a few times, he swallowed it directly.

A large amount of spiritual pressure surged out, and Wang Yue only felt that the qi and blood were surging, and there was a nosebleed.

Is it too much to make up.

Wang Yue wiped away the nosebleed and began to sing.

"Black and white web! Twenty-two bridges, sixty-six crown belts, footprints, distant thunder, pinnacles, return to the ground, night ambush, sea of clouds, blue sequence, full of too round, straight to the sky! "

After finishing the chanting with difficulty, blood also flowed from the corners of Wang Yue's eyes at this time, and the blood vessels in his whole body were distorted.

It's not close.

You have to control your spiritual power.

Otherwise, the ghost path will not be formed.

He plucked the two spiritual power flowers again, swallowed them, and then controlled the violent spiritual power with all his might.

Blood oozes from the fingernails, and the skin turns pink due to the rupture of capillaries.

From the moment he discovered the magic, he had mastered all the ghost paths up to No. 99, but he couldn't use them without risk, such as using the broken black coffin of No. 90, which would fail due to lack of spiritual power.

Even if the spiritual power is satisfied, due to the level, the control of the spiritual pressure is insufficient, and the ghost path will collapse in the middle.

Although it can also be done slowly, such as taking two days to complete.

But that doesn't make any real sense.

Below 40, this is the limit of Lv2.

Now using the ghost path of No. 77, Wang Yue does not dare to relax in the slightest.

Fortunately, there are people around him to protect him, so that he can concentrate on controlling his spiritual power.

It's just a little bit worse.

"Seventy-Seven of the Bound Path..."

Cough.

At the critical moment, Wang Yue couldn't suppress the boiling blood and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Amazingly, it made him feel a lot more comfortable in his chest in an instant.

It works!

"Seventy-Seven of the Bound Path, Heavenly Heavens and Sky Luo!"

A network of spiritual power unfolded around Wang Yue, and countless veins of spiritual power pierced into the void like nerves, and then spread throughout the entire labyrinth city.

In a flash.

Each of the high-ranking clans in Olari felt a sense of will.

Voices came to mind out of thin air.