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And after being combined with the Holy Light power already possessed in the Silver Hand, the result of this characteristic is not as simple as 1+1...

But the only good news is that the blood of Hestia flowing in his body has neutralized the influence of the mechanized mind to a certain extent. At least in normal times, he was still that Bell Clonney.

"Is it really good for Bell to become like this...?"

Hermes touched his chin, and said with some concern

He has seen many heroes, some are ruthless and some are sentimental. He knows that the title of hero has never been confirmed. But going to extremes like today's Bell, it's really not like a hero.

"It's true that he won't be like the hero in your mind. But he will undoubtedly become a qualified leader like this, won't he?"

Mu Feng smiled

In times of war, an iron-blooded and ruthless person may not become a hero in people's minds, but he must be a qualified leader. As a leader, as long as he wins, he is already a hero.

What Mufeng needs is this kind of Bell Cranney, he doesn't need that gentle and kind boy, what he wants is a piece of pure steel!

"It's still early, I haven't lost yet!!!"

Apollo let out a sharp and unwilling cry, his handsome face became distorted and terrifying

"I still have Kratos!!!"

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Nebula M78

ps: ask for tickets every day!

Chapter 84. The God of Heaven

Looking around, those expressions of hatred, unwillingness, or anger were reflected in his eyes.

Bell Clowney would also ask himself in his heart, is it worth doing all this? Is he just?

However, these questions quickly disappeared. His mind is extremely firm, his spirit is as unshakable as steel, in other words, he has become more stubborn than anyone else.

Dazzling and brilliant, like a large disc of the sun's rays. The sun wheel thrown from the waving right hand spins towards Bell at high speed, the sharp round edge willfully shreds the air, and anything that touches it will be cut in half.

However, the ring of Zephyros, which was omnipotent, collapsed instantly when it touched the golden halo that suddenly appeared on Bell's body!

"Damn!!!!"

Seeing that his favorite magical sneak attack was still ineffective, Hyacinthus' handsome face became distorted, screaming with anger and resentment

Before the war started, he absolutely never thought that he would fail in such an embarrassing posture.

War Games? No, this is completely a crushing situation of the guy in front of him! This is simply torture! There is no elegance, no suspense at all to kill!

At first he thought that he was the one who tortured and killed, but now he realized that he was the one who was tortured and killed.

"One last time, surrender, or die?"

The voice under the helmet was still bone-chillingly cold, and the glorious holy light couldn't bring people the slightest warmth at all.

Those members of the Apollo Familia trembled and looked at each other. Some people had already started to put down their weapons, ready to surrender.

They didn't want to sacrifice their lives for Apollo.

"Let's go together! He's only one person, his 'magic' consumption must be very high, he's only LV2! We have a chance to win!"

Hyacinthos' almost crazy roar overwhelmed those who intended to surrender, and he clenched the long sword in his hand, at least temporarily suppressing their cowardly thoughts.

"...Why do the weak fight? Why, they can't understand the principles of justice."

Bell asked softly as if confused.

"Justice? Hahahahaha, look at the corpses around you! You are worthy of justice!" Yacintos gritted his teeth and roared in desolation and anger

"No..." Bell glanced at him, raised the hammer, and said in a deep and unquestionable voice

"My heart and my deeds are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is righteous"

"I am justice!"

The holy light that fell suddenly seemed to be summoned by him, and fell into three parts in the air-the three holy lights actually formed three tall human figures, wearing golden armor made of holy light, waving huge golden wings, Hold the glorious holy sword in your hand!

Kings Guard!

Divine creatures descend from the sky, but what they bring is not mercy and redemption. Just as Bell said, he and his holy light are justice!

Justice must eradicate evil, and the opponent of justice is evil, so evil must be destroyed!

The three guards of the kings waved their huge golden wings and pounced on those Apollo's family members, waved the shining holy sword in their hands, and harvested their lives without mercy.

Be it magic or sword blades, all attacks will have no effect at all against these creatures woven by pure holy light.

A one-sided massacre is still a one-sided result.

The face of Apollo watching the battle was extremely distorted, and he was already roaring like a ferocious ghost!

"Hurry up, hurry up and beat him!!!"

The wild boar Peggy, who had been hiding in the corner watching the show, continued to fish, and even shrank even more.

What are you kidding? If at the beginning he still had the idea of ​​blowing up the opponent with the Blade of Chaos, then now it seems that if he is exposed to the big movie star opposite, his chances of surviving are really low.

Anyway, the task requirement is to end this war game, but it has never been said that victory must be achieved.

That being the case, he was so full that he had nothing to do to kill that pervert Apollo? Don't you like fishing?

With this in mind, Peggy the Boar hid himself deeper.

But obviously, someone didn't want him to be so passive and sabotage.

An option box suddenly popped up in front of him—it really was a setting that popped up out of nowhere, because he was too passive in participating in the mission, and if he didn't take any action, he would be regarded as a mission failure.

"Damn! Can't you really let me touch it properly?"

Peggy the wild boar complained, but had to jump out with the Chaos Swords in hand, and his appearance naturally caused a sensation!

"Wait—is that Kratos?"

"It's really dressed like—that Apollo guy is still so wicked!"

Yes, although Apollo can't get the real Kratos, this pervert still wants to do his best to get himself a "figure" that is close to the imitation

So Peppa the Boar was forced to shave his head, painted lime and red paint all over his body, and glued a fake beard, which really looked like that.

But it's just a little closer in appearance, this guy's aura is too different from that of Kratos, and his petty sense of wretchedness makes him always so out of place, and he is completely an inferior cosplayer.

He imitated Lord Kui's voice as much as possible, jumped off the castle with a roar, faced Bell in the center of the crowd, and raised the Chaos Dual Knife

But before he opened his mouth, Bell pointed the silver hand at him, and said in a tone of hatred

"I smell filth on your body! Evil thing, I will kill you!"

"Why?"

Before the wild boar Page could react, Bell raised his silver hand and roared and leaped over. The arcane lightning leaped on the silver hand, making his hammer like Thor coming into the world.

"Wait, wait - talk if you have something to say!"

Peggy the wild boar quickly raised his two knives to resist, but the heavy hammer of the Silver Hand hit the two knives hard, the huge numbness and the stimulation of the arcane lightning almost made him let go of the weapon in his hand and die. out!

Bell had no intention of talking to him at all. He was baptized by the Holy Light and felt great evil from this man—or his weapon!

The Chaos Blade is a vile weapon forged from the deepest depths of hell, wielded only by those who have branded it into their souls under the most insane and bloodthirsty curses.

This kind of chaos and disorder is the essence that Holy Light hates and hates the most, so in Bell's eyes, this side must be eliminated.

The holy hammer bombarded the double knives like a storm, and all the wild boar Peggy could do was to raise the weapon and barely support it, and he was about to lose.

It is true that the Blade of Chaos is an artifact no less than the Silver Hand, but his master is really terrible.

Even the matter of branding the soul was done with the help of Fury, otherwise how could such a weapon be able to be played by a pampered fat house.

Isn't it? Seeing that he was about to lose.

But this is not enough, arranging for him to jump out is to play the role of 'enemy' well. What else would this war game be like? It was just a massacre.

Even an iron-fisted tyrant should not start with a massacre without any suspense. People like stories with ups and downs, so hero stories will always be so twists and turns.

Just when the wild boar Page was about to be completely crushed by the Silver Hand, the Chaos Double Blades in his hand suddenly ignited raging flames!

It was the cursed flame of the imprisoned Titans in Tartarus, lurking in the Chaos Blade after Kratos achieved the throne of God of War.

He is the source of the Chaos Blade's curse, and it is this power that turns Kratos from a general into a crazy Spartan ghost. Kill the dead, kill the innocent, and finally kill the parents.

Even a man as strong-willed as Kratos can't resist the attack of this curse, so a player...

That is of course impossible.

In an instant, Peggy the boar lost control of his body, and a new status bar was refreshed on the interface that only he could see.

‘Your body has been cursed by the double blades of chaos, and was briefly handed over to Kratos’s consciousness control! '

The next moment, Peggy the wild boar, who had been struggling to resist, suddenly burst out with powerful strength and skill. He roared and spun the double blades in his hands, and the chaotic cyclone danced in an instant to force Bell's offensive away.

After opening the distance, he showed Kratos' powerful fighting skills against the double blades.

The chains imprinted on his soul showed the powerful control in the depths of his soul. The twin knives bound by the chains ignited the brilliance of chaos, and at this moment they were as flexible as two poisonous snakes.

The continuous, deadly and brutal attacks pushed Bell back, and the rich holy light on his body spread out like butter cut by a red-hot iron knife under the edge of the Chaos Blade that contained the Titan's curse.

The situation reversed in an instant!

"Okay! Go! Get rid of him!!!"

Apollo jumped up excitedly. At this moment, he didn't care about his demeanor, let alone whether he could recover Bell.

No, Bell, who showed such a domineering posture, was no longer something Apollo could subdue. What he should consider is whether he can win this war.

"Alan, which side do you think will win?"

On the top floor of the Tower of Babel, Freya, who watched the earth-shattering battle with her magic mirror, took a sip of the magic wine and asked Alan next to her happily

"There is no doubt - it will be Bell Craney's victory." Allen replied in a deep voice

"Oh why?"

"Because I believe in your vision, Lady Freya."

"From this point of view, your answer is really boring—as boring as Ota's answer." Freya shook her head with a smile.

But just like Allen said, because Freya agrees, Bell will definitely win.

Because the man behind the scenes wanted Bell to use a hearty victory as his debut performance more than Freya, so no matter how the situation changed, Bell would still be the god in the end.

Of course, a victory without interference is naturally better than cheating.

When the helmet was knocked off, and Bell's slightly immature, sweaty face was exposed, his breathing was already a little short.

But he will win in the end, he is the Holy Light, he is justice, and he is the unquestionable defender of justice!

The enemy should not be underestimated, so - I can't keep my hands anymore.

He took a deep breath, raised the silver hand warhammer, and activated the internal authority of this Titan creation!

The roaring thunder descended from the sky, and the dazzling holy light spread in front of him! Under the brilliance that could blind people's eyes, a tall and gorgeous golden thunder giant slowly stood up.

Thunder is dancing in his left hand, and a shining warhammer is in his right hand. The power of Tyr, the king of order, flows in his veins!

At this moment, he was even more like a god than Olalie's gods! Moreover, it is the god of war and justice who came to the mortal world to punish evil!

"Son of flesh and blood, feel the power of the Creator!!!"

The roaring warhammer fell heavily, bringing with it the great power of the Titans. This hidden in the Silver Hand Warhammer, Titan's arcane.

The god descended to earth? The shape of Tyr!

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Nebula M78

ps: I ask for tickets every day, I’m back to school today, and I have to go to class on Saturday, it’s uncomfortable _(:з」∠)_

Chapter 85. Overwhelming Victory

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