Mixed in Japan to Be a Demon King

After the boy finished speaking, the enemy under his feet shook twice, and a rough and heroic voice came out of the ground.

"Hahaha!! The war god of Persia, don't laugh at the old man, your situation is not that much better than the old one!"

Hearing the heroic voice, but still not coming out of the underground, the boy called the God of War smiled.

"The old god king! Are you still huddled like a lost dog?"

God's character is arrogant. Hearing the sarcastic words of the young man, the unknown existence in the underground snorted coldly!

The ground shook and cracked, and a giant nearly [-] meters tall appeared.

The giant was all over his body, full of bulging, explosive muscles, and he held two huge wooden sticks in his hands.

He was clearly wearing very rough clothes, with dirty rags and leather in front of Hungarian, and a tattered cloak draped over his body, but he was full of majesty.

A pair of majestic eyes looked at the war god on the ground.

"Humph! Welleslaner, haven't you recovered your avatar that was broken up by the old man? Ahaha!"

Listening to the deafening and rough laughter, the young man named Welles Laner raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds, and said softly:

"It has arrived."

Hearing Welleslana's words, the nearly [-]-meter-high giant frowned.

In the distance in the sky, four huge phantoms flew quickly!

A hurricane!

A phantom like a phoenix!

A huge wild boar!

And the goat with its first two horns!

The four phantoms dashed over quickly, collided with Welleslana standing on the ground, and finally merged into one.

After the fusion was completed, Welleslana floated up and looked at the giant, and a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in the emerald's eyes and said:

"This way... it's complete!"

Looking at Welleslana who had gathered all ten avatars, Mekal's face was a little unsightly.

Mekal and Welleslaner fought once again before.

Mekal scattered the ten avatars of Veleslana, and was seriously injured himself, and then hid under the island, absorbing the power of the earth to recover his injuries and prepare for the next battle.

But I didn't expect that Welleslaner came so quickly, and he came almost at the peak of his strength, while Mekal himself only recovered about seven or eight points, which was a huge disadvantage in the battle.

but

So why not!

The two sticks in his hand collided and made a sound like thunder. Mekal laughed arrogantly:

"Ahaha! Let's fight! The war god of Persia!"

Welleslaner looked at Mekal and said, "O God-king of the past, I disdain to bully you for not being a complete victory. That kind of battle is not what I want."

The clay figurines have three points of anger, not to mention that the once-famous god king in the Mediterranean, Mekal, has been torn by Veleslana, tearing the wounds in his heart, and Mekal is finally angry!

Mekal laughed wildly: "Ahaha! Arrogant boy, today the old man will let you know that although the king of gods is lonely, his majesty is still inviolable!"

Mekal surged the divine power in his body, and the original injury that only recovered seven or eight points was healed in an instant, reaching his peak!

Mekal, who forcibly returned to his prosperous state with divine power, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Welleslana with a pair of majestic eyes.

"Come on! Today the old man will let you taste the taste of defeat!"

Chapter [-] Three-way melee

Just as Mekal and Welleslana were arguing, ready to fight, a voice came.

"Hey~! Fight! How about adding me?"

The two gods of disobedience looked in the direction of the voice, and a boy with silver hair and purple eyes flew over quickly, forming a SanJiao-shaped confrontation with Mekal and Welleslana.

Welleslaner looked at Su Ye who appeared and said with a smile:

"Of course, I have fought countless times in my life, and I have never lost. I am eager to lose. If you are confident that you can let me taste the taste of defeat, I, Welleslana, will welcome it!"

Mekal's rough voice sounded: "There is a strong enemy coming to fight, naturally welcome, this old body can still move twice, ahahaha!"

"The old man is the god king of the Mediterranean Sea, and Mekal is also, sign up and come, those who dare to challenge the majesty of the gods!"

"I am the invincible god of war, Veleslana, you should sign up!"

"Tyrant - Holy Demon, Su Ye!"

After reporting their names to each other, none of the three acted rashly, maintaining a strange balance.

Finally, Welles Laner shot first.

【Lightning!Lightning!I am a conqueror who can conquer a thousand with a hundred, a thousand with a thousand, and a tens of thousands with a thousand.Now please give me the power to shine for the sake of me who is on the side of justice!It is me who shatters all enemies and hostility, people and demons.]

After Yan Ling finished singing, a golden thunderbolt as thick as a bucket shot towards Su Ye from the sky!

He gathered the magic power in his hand, formed a magic beam of light, and rushed towards the thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket!