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Chapter [-] Standing and Kneeling

The wind howled, and the rain fell.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the sunny Sardinia changed its complexion almost in an instant.

The terrifying natural disaster came unexpectedly, and the lightning that split the hotel in half was still printed on everyone's terrified faces.

Mekal, the god-king of Phoenicia, is the god of the sky with the same powers as Zeus and Odin.

Of course, he has another more widespread name - that is Baal (Beelzebub).

One of the seven deadly sin demon kings in the Bible, the dark emperor Baal, the head of Solomon's seventy-two demon gods.

In Paradise Lost, it is even described as a demon god who can stand shoulder to shoulder with God, and its powerful power is evident from this.

At this moment, the anger of this god was aimed at an extremely 'small' existence on the ground compared to him.

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Su Ming was smiling at the moment.

He didn't know why he was laughing.

But looking at the incomparably tall species named 'God', he just wanted to laugh.

Gods and Buddhas?

Really fun.

Raising his hand, he snapped his fingers, and there was a crisp sound, and the darkness of the sky suddenly became a little deeper.

"The Lion of Steel and the King of Lionhearts as Ancestors----Please listen to the oath of the knight Erica Browntree, I am the heir of the horned flute, the descendant of the black warrior, my heart will not yield, and my sword will Never break. Lionheart, the essence of the struggle is now in my hands, it's time for a duel, Reinhardt!"

The eldest lady next to her had a solemn expression. Between her hands, a silver one-handed sword appeared out of thin air.

Then it seemed that she had practiced it thousands of times and was familiar with it. The girl turned around and handed the sword that the knight regarded as vital to his life into Su Ming's hands without hesitation.

"Liberation, the word of the sword."

Su Ming still had a smile on his face: "I order you to obey Erica Browntree's call and shine with your most powerful light."

The voice fell, and the silver-white long sword bloomed again.

Like a noble and holy flower, the brilliance that bloomed in that moment, even the gods above them dared not look at them.

"The god-king of Phoenicia?"

Su Xiao held Erica's Reinhardt and grinned.

The movement in the sky gradually subsided.

The storm and lightning gathered together, and with Su Ming's guidance, they landed on Reinhardt in his hand.

The world has returned to peace—a semblance of serenity.

Only Mekal, who faced Su Ming head-on, could truly appreciate the terrifying fluctuations hidden under the calm.

That was a more intense danger than before.

"Who are you?" Mekal stared at Su Ming on the ground with eyes the size of copper bells.

He could feel the terror emanating from that body.

It was a power beyond the gods, something that could terrify them.

When Su Ming landed on this island, Mekal only dared to hide deeply under the ground, lowered his arrogant head, restrained all his breath, trembling and daring not to let the other party notice anything wrong.

This made him feel extremely humiliated.

He was the god-king of Phoenicia and the devil-king in the Bible.

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But even so, he did not dare to appear in front of a 'human'?

- Unwilling, and angry.

The indescribable humiliation and the arrogance that belonged to the warrior made the god king finally overcome his fear and stand up bravely-even though he knew that the other party might not care about him at all, even though he knew that he might appear , will fall.

But he finally stood up.

At this point, even Su Ming couldn't help but admire him.

Even if the other party's behavior made him fall into a troubled state.

"Since he's a warrior, he's qualified to die standing up." Su Ming didn't answer the other party's question because he didn't quite understand who he was.

"I said Su Ming...that's the god of disobedience." Erica next to her couldn't help complaining when she heard the boy's 'big words'.

A human being said to the mighty God of Disobedience that he is "qualified to die standing up".

It's like an ant telling an elephant I'm going to swallow you.

But is Su Ming an ant?

Obviously not.

Perhaps here, in front of him, the giant, giant-like Phoenician god-king Mekal is the poor 'ant'?

"In my eyes, there are only two kinds of people."

Su Ming glanced at Erica and grinned.

"Which two?"

"Standing, and kneeling."

Su Ming raised Reinhardt, the silver-white sword shone with the power of storm and thunder.

The teenager stepped out slowly, as if walking on the street, and walked towards Mekal over there with a relaxed attitude.

Erica looked at his back and suddenly had an illusion.

Between Su Ming and Mekal, maybe... the god who is above and above is the one who is at a disadvantage?

"Am I going to witness the birth of the seventh king today?"

"Wang?" Su Ming didn't look back, but his laughter came back: "I like this title, it sounds better than an instructor..."

Stepping out one step, the figure of the young man appeared in front of Mekal in an instant.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Su Ming aimed it at the forehead of the disobedient god.

"What's the difference between standing and kneeling?"

Looking at him, Mekal suddenly asked such a sentence.

The great God King did not resist—no, it should be said that he had already made a lot of moves to resist, but those things, under the actions of the man in front of him, seemed to be paper paste, It doesn't work at all.

The storm and thunder that he was good at turned into the power of the opponent.

It was like the plundering of the life and death of the inferior by the superior, leaving him without the slightest resistance.

At this point, Mekal finally understood what kind of existence he was facing.

It was beyond his knowledge...

"The difference is."

Su Xiao inserted the sword in his hand little by little into Mekal's eyebrows, looked at his gradually dim eyes, and smiled.

"Standing, dead. Kneeling, alive."

It's that simple.

There are only two paths before me, surrender - or die. ..

Chapter [-] The Seventh King

Storm and Thunder.

This is the power of the king of the gods, the power that dominates the sky.

And now, they have become Su Ming's possessions.