Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Then do as you wish."

He folded his hands together, chanting the power he had usurped from Basatan, and used the water of death to form a thin protective shield in front of him, as he did with the Merkal locusts.

Rope is pouring water.

It's not that he looks down on Athena. He has four incomparably powerful powers. If he is serious, I am afraid that whether Athena can survive ten moves is a problem - the golden sword of the "God of Victory" is completely unreasonable.

Not to mention that the sun carried by the "white horse" surpasses the "water of death" above the godhead of Athena's "underworld".

If he took a serious shot, Ropey was very worried that he would accidentally hurt the lovely person in front of him.

'So you're so lustful, you'd better let Athena chop off your head so you can wake up a bit. '

Azalea said sourly in her mind. 'Anyway, you have a "ram", it doesn't matter if you get cut once, right? '

'To treat women who have a favorable opinion and are more tolerant than themselves, this is what a man should do. ' said Rope carelessly.

'But I'm not obsessed with her enough to deliberately let her cut me, so be quiet a little, Lord Azalea. '

'Humph! '

And Rope's conjecture is correct. On Athena's side, according to the generality of the gods of disobedience, the method of cannon fodder testing was adopted.

"Familiar! Turn into my fangs and tear the god-killing king in front of you!"

The goddess called out high, and then waved her arms.

Immediately, dozens of owl feathers flew from the depths of the darkness.

Not only that, dozens of snakes attacked in groups.

Owls are birds of prey and therefore have sharp claws and beaks, and snakes are slightly longer than five or six meters long.At first glance, you can only know that it is a poisonous snake, and they all have colorful scales.

They slammed into Rope's death water like geese flying into a fire, and eventually turned into lime and sprinkled on the earth and sea.

"An ocean that smells of death..."

The Valkyrie of War immediately made a judgment, stepped in the void with ghostly pace, and instantly rushed to the side without the protection of water flow.

Scythe, swinging and beheading.

Ding!

The sound of metal handover came from the sharp sickle of the god of death, which was resisted by the unyielding "steel", unable to pierce his skin and hurt him.

"Then, this is 'steel'. "

Rope accepted Athena's words with a smile, stretched out his hand to hold the blade of the scythe, and caught her again with his bare hands in a burst of sparks.

"—I will only sleep peacefully under the death I choose! Here, I refuse any form of harm, and all forces that intend to inflict harm on me will be sealed off by oath, and cannot invade! I refuse to "slash"!Reject "death"!Reject "darkness". "

"The heroic god of steel in Hinduism..."

The smell of the enemy made Athena, the mother of the earth, grit her silver teeth, and she was surging with divine power, as if a black veil was surrounding her.

Just like an energy cannon, from the tip of the scythe, a shimmer of divine power is constantly gathering.

"Oaths are born to be broken! Definitely not indestructible! Bury them in the cold of winter, Rope!"

There are loopholes in Bhishma's oath, and this Rope is aware of it.

Although he had obtained the oath of immortality, he could not escape his fate as a hero, and was killed by the reborn hair.

Obviously immortal, but killed by mortals, the contradiction between death and immortality makes this power have considerable limitations.

Just like now, if Athena used an excessive amount of "death" to face the impact on Rope, it is very likely that Bhishma's word spirit will be broken.

Bathed in a torrent of dark energy, Rope did not care to wake up the clouds in the sky.

"- Thunder! Storm! Turn into my sharp blade and punish those who disrespect me in front of me! You are the wrath of God, let the enemy feel the power of your twins!"

Completely different vibe from before.

Second only to the god Indra, the god of thunder, and the storm that blew the city up all over the city, attacking the stalemate Athena.

The latter could only draw out the sickle unwillingly and ran towards the sea.

——The "wind" was cut open, and the "light" was cut, and the remaining force was blocked by the divine power barrier.

Athena is worthy of the priesthood of war. In the face of the wrath of the sky, she is still calm, displaying her martial arts, blooming like a lily on the sea.

And the only person who can appreciate her is Rope.

Like a silver-haired goddess who deliberately made things difficult for him, he raised his hands again.

"You shouldn't let this city fall into darkness. The anger of the people has reached the conditions for the activation of one of my powers. Feel it well, what you hate the most."

From above the clouds, it was night, but another shimmer of light fell.

"—In order to win, come to me quickly! Immortal sun, please grant me a shining steed. Spiritual horse with galloping feet, bring here the halo that symbolizes your Lord!"

Chapter [-] The Darkness That Devours the Sun

The "white horse" is actually the power of Mithra, the Persian "God of Light and Covenant".

In the evolution of the legend of "Avista", Veleslana, the symbol of kingship and victory, eventually inherited this power, which is also the reason why he obeyed Mithra and became a god, a force majeure in the evolution of mythology.

Therefore, he also acquired the ability to carry the sun.