The Missionary of the Second Dimension

Last time, Zhai Nan used it once in the war game against Apollo~.

However, in order to avoid too many casualties that time, Zhai Nan reduced the supply of magic power to the power of the white horse, but still destroyed the city fortress in one fell swoop, and nearly a thousand people lost the ability to fight again.

But this time, because he was facing a true god, Zhai Nan would never hold back.

"Boom--!"

The burning white horse screamed and charged towards Apollo's position. Everything it touched along the way was burned into gas. The golden flame, like a sun, suddenly burst into flames when it hit Apollo's body. An extremely dazzling mushroom cloud.

Rao Yi Zhai Nan's physical fitness also covered his eyes with his arms at this moment, and maintained his figure with magic power.

When the mushroom cloud hadn't dissipated, a horse neighing sounded again in the air.

In the thick smoke, the white horse rushed out, and after a few steps, it came to Zhai Nan's side.

"Crash...crack..."

At this time, a large piece of land sank downwards, falling into the dark depths of the dungeon.

The cornerstone of the eighteenth floor was already crumbling under the attack of Apollo, and now it was blasted by Zhai Nan with a white horse. It is good that it did not disappear completely.

However, despite this, the entire eighteenth floor is still gradually on the road to destruction.

"Master, is that pervert dead?" Esther, who had transformed into a holy sword, communicated with Zhai Nan through his heart.

If you want to say who she hates the most in this world, then Apollo and Freya, who wanted to take Zhai Nan away, are the most hateful.

Moreover, Apollo is still a man, which makes her feel even more disgusted.

"Shouldn't be dead yet." Zhai Nan's voice covered in the helmet seemed a bit dull. "If he dies so easily, then he is not a true god."

Just as he finished speaking, he saw streaks of light emerge from the thick fog.

"Is he really not dead? But at least he was seriously injured."

Zhai Nan knew it well, and secretly prepared for the next step.

The pair of red dots on the helmet were aimed at the reappearing Apollo.

staring...

"call..."

Apollo, who emerged from the dense fog, is no longer as elegant as before. His long golden hair is stretched as if it has lost its luster. The crown on his head has fallen to nowhere. Raggedy holes.

His handsome cheeks were also covered with scorched black marks. The mixture of black and red made Apollo, who was famous in the heavens for his handsome appearance, look very hideous and terrifying.

"You're really capable... Since when did I become like this?"

Apollo twisted his face and laughed.

When he was sealed with divine power, he was bleeding profusely, and after releasing the divine power, he still failed to change this fate.

worried...excited...

Several different emotions are mixed together, and the final result is an unforgettable emotion.

Apollo could not contain the emotion in his heart.

But this time it wasn't love.

Instead, there is deep worry and resentment.

Zhai Nan is recognized by everyone as a lv.1 adventurer, but it is such an adventurer with the lowest level who has done something that shocked the whole world in a short period of time.

Defeating the floor master alone, eliminating the Apollo family with thousands of combat members, and now, being able to hurt him as a god.

Humanity?goblin?Elf?Still a hero, none of them can do enough to hurt a god.

Moreover, Apollo knew that Zhai Nan had been angered by his repeated provocations. It can be said that only one of the two could get out of the dungeon alive.

And that person must be him.

Just because he is God!

The golden light on Apollo's body surface flickered for a while, and he once again regained his luxurious and noble appearance.

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Even if he was injured by the white horse just now, it doesn't matter. After living for hundreds of millions of years, he is still the God of Light in the eyes of everyone.

A burst of invisible fluctuations spread around him centered on him.

The unbearable aura of worship began to fill the entire void.

"It's really troublesome!" Zhai Nan narrowed his eyes, and Apollo held a golden long sword in his hand.

Known as the god of long-range shooting, he also has the title of King of Swords.

Even though it was a title obtained hundreds of millions of years ago, it is still recognized by the gods.

Countless lights formed a barrier of light around Apollo

"Esther, let's go!"

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Accompanied by Zhai Nan exhaling these words, the red and black humanoid warriors rode on the backs of the white horses that had already stood there.