I! Pluto Hades

Under Shi On's undisguised hostility.

Prometheus even subconsciously looked away.

Don't dare to look at him!

Shi On snorted lightly, and turned his gaze back to Exonier.

"it's over."

Said, just one shot!

A sharp golden light, as fast as thunder!

Go straight to Exhunil!

moment!

There was already a gap the size of a bowl in Exonier's chest!

"Is this...the most common Lightspeed Fist?"

"I'm wearing the God Fighting Clothes."

"Exerted the full power of the artifact Leviathan sword."

"It's just that he was forced to repel him who didn't wear the fighting clothes."

"Right now, he is wearing a battle suit, and I am not equipped with a god battle suit."

"But he only used a Common light speed punch, and he will be blamed!

"turn out to be..…………."

"Is the power gap between us so big?"

Exchonier's last thought.

With infinite emotion, I had no choice but to return to the Hall of Valor.

And his body, he crashed to the ground!

So far, the seven god fighters sent by the Asa protoss.

Already lost all 15!

Only Garm, the phantom dog with a broken spine, survived.

And, the gray god Magrani who has become the mount of the griffin!

Asa Protoss, completely defeated!

But the old world has also paid a rather painful price.

Wyvern and Garuda returned to the underworld, unable to reshape their bodies again in a short time.

The son of the sea emperor Poseidon, the sea god Triton, his body was completely destroyed!

Even the possibility of reshaping the divine body is somewhat slim.

The first generation of Saints, Mu, unfortunately died in battle!

And also for disobeying the orders of Prometheus.

The entire Mu family was expelled from the sanctuary!

Such a loss is not insignificant!

Although the Asa Protoss was defeated.

But obviously, for gods like these god fighters Tire.

It's just a tool for consumption!

The biggest loss is nothing more than a little energy in the Hall of Valor.

And Grani, a demi-god steed of incomparable beauty.

That's all.

Even the loss of Grani is insignificant.

After all, there are more than tens of millions of descendants of the eight-legged war horse Sleipnir!

Losing a few is nothing at all!

Fortunately, in this deathmatch, the bets on both sides are big enough!

Thinking of this, the gods of Olympus are all ecstatic!

If the other party really did what the bet said.

Give up control of the entire Asa world.

The old world can immediately be promoted to a higher level!

Become a brand new world no less than the new underworld!

Have unlimited growth space and potential!

And these gods, as the authority holders of the old world.

It is bound to be able to rise with the tide!

Divine power skyrocketed!

Break through to surpass the authority and rank of the previous god king!

All of a sudden, the spirits of the gods of Olympus kept crashing into the arena of justice.

Trying to urge Tyre with this.

Start cashing out your pre-war bets now!

At this time, Tyre was still in a state of bewilderment.

"Losing?"

"You really lost?!"

Till this time, Tyre was still a little unbelievable.

My premonition turned out to be a reality!

The premonition of failure is one thing!

But if you really encounter failure, no one can accept it!

The bad feeling like a glow on his back tightened Tyre's heart again.

He knew that he had to slip away immediately.

"..."

"No wonder he deliberately went to meet me before I came!"

"It turns out that this god of tricks has predicted the outcome of my defeat in this battle!"

"Although I still can't figure out what Loki's idea is..."

"but………"

"I must not lose the entire Aesir clan to the other party!"

"otherwise!"

"The Mad King Odin will be the first to tear my soul apart!"

"In this case…………"

"I can only accept Loki's proposal!"

Tyre finally realized that he had been caught in a big net.

But in order to be able to continue to live.

He has no choice!

Fascinated, he has contacted Loki outside the Ring of the World.

"Loki, I accept your offer!"

"Help me rewrite the rules of this deathmatch!"

"Help me out of this predicament!"

Loki's chuckle immediately echoed in Tyre's soul.

"As you wish, great god of justice!"

A green light descends from the sky!

Injected into the arena of justice!

As the master of the Sword of Justice, Tyre sensed it immediately.

The rules for the formation of the fair arena have changed!

This also means that in the previous death match, the two sides made a bet.

It has also changed!

and!

The right to interpret it is still reserved in Tyre's hands!

"Worthy of being the most powerful master of trickery in the Crystal Wall Sea!"

"Even the power of this level of rules can be easily changed!"

Tire was extremely excited, and he heaved a sigh of relief that he could finally survive Odin's liquidation.

At the same time, his demeanor returned to his previous calmness.

Said lightly: "Very good, you guys won, I'm willing to bow down!"

As soon as this remark came out, the gods of Olympus and the onlookers were all ecstatic!

What they are most afraid of at this time is that Tire refuses to admit defeat!

If you continue to fight.

It will definitely be a duel between gods!

Underworld fighters, saint fighters and sea fighters who can fight.

How can there be any existence that can resist Tyr?!

And the gods all over the sky are completely lambs waiting to be slaughtered!

I don't even have the ability to resist!

283 Tire Admits Defeat!

No more fighting!

Easily get everything in the opponent's world!

It's just a dream come true!

It's a big deal, just train a few more fighters in the future and it's over!

When the gods are imagining how to distribute the newly acquired authority and divine power.

Till stood up tall.

With a wave of one hand, he threw the seat of God that was sitting in front of him.

"My god seat, the name is everything!"

"Since you won."

"Then you have won everything!"

"From now on, you are the masters of this throne."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand.

Like throwing away a piece of rubbish, I threw down the god seat that was just named!

Boom!

The seat of God fell to the ground!

But it seems to have slapped all the gods of Olympus in the face at the same time!

The rules of the deathmatch are completely in the hands of others!

If you win, you will win everything you have!

If you lose, you will only lose one Poshen Seat!

Just playing with you, what can you do?!

If you don't have enough strength, you don't even have the qualifications to protest!

Gods of Olympus, be silent!

The gods and people who were watching all shrank their necks!

Because they are simply powerless to fight!

Prometheus pondered for a moment.

Suddenly roared: "Are you playing with the rules?!"

"Under the gaze of His Majesty Hades!"

"Blatantly tearing up the previously agreed betting contract?!".