MTL - Godslayer In the Comic World-Chapter 250 【Justice League】

  Chapter 250 [Justice League]

  Atlantis and his party were really shocked. They consider themselves the descendants of Poseidon, and for them, their belief in Poseidon is absolute.

   Now that the Sea God's Trident is in the hands of Arthur, it is no problem, why is Poseidon's magic horse in the hands of outsiders?

   "No! It's not an outsider. Look, Poseidon's Light of the Sea!" Vico pointed at the car.

  Looking at it from a distance, an obscure fog covered the chariot, making it impossible for outsiders to see clearly what was on the chariot.

  Not being able to see does not mean not being able to perceive it. The mist in the eyes of mortals falls in the eyes of people with elemental power, and it is an ID card of the elemental world.

  The people of Atlantis have been chasing Poseidon's ocean power all their lives, how could they not recognize the power of their own god?

   This is not an artifact with the divine power of Poseidon, but the supreme divine power bestowed by Poseidon himself!

   For a moment, even Arthur felt extremely envious—why he, the sea king who inherited Poseidon's trident, couldn't get the divine power directly bestowed by Poseidon like the other party! ?

   But in the next second, all the Atlanteans lost their voices collectively.

   It didn't feel like it was far away, but when the Greek chariot approached rapidly while running wildly, the mighty divine power could no longer be concealed.

   "My God! This is a true **** walking on the earth! And it's the main god! Is it Ares, the **** of war?" The eyeballs of Arthur, Mera, Vico and others almost popped out of their sockets in fright.

  They who had just surfaced didn't care about being embarrassed. Except for Arthur, who knelt on one knee, the rest of them were all kneeling on the roof of the manta ray submersible in a little bit of embarrassment, being beaten in the face by knee-deep waves.

  Nearly a hundred people shouted in unison: "Participate in the God of Ares!"

  The atmosphere on the shore suddenly became weird.

  The three galloping Sea God horses stopped very obediently. The deceleration was so smooth that you couldn't even see the horses' hooves trampling the ground, making scratches on the ground. A wave of water rolled up in front of Shenma, lightly dissipating all the momentum.

  The 'Great Lord God' in the mist is naturally Ange.

  Ange is extremely painful, in various senses.

  He finally dismissed Louis and other bodyguards, and replaced the entire island with Amazon female warrior guards. He originally wanted to go out for a ride with Penthesilea.

  After all, the three horses love this, and Penthesilea also likes to play some small games with him in the car.

Just now, the Queen of the Amazons had already crouched down while holding the reins of the horse, and Ange was about to get on the horse. Who knew that suddenly a group of Atlanteans ran out of the sea and shouted "Long live Ares!" What?

  If it wasn't for recognizing Arthur and Mera, Ange would have to let these guys know what "God's Punishment" is.

  Patting Penthesilea's buttocks, the Amazon queen immediately straightened up, looking at the sea in the distance with a little displeasure.

  The carriage stopped at a distance of 30 meters, the fog cleared, and Arthur and the others were able to clearly see the two beings on the carriage.

"It's the Amazon Queen Penthesilea, that's right. The one next to her, no, wait, that one is not Ares!" Before Vico finished speaking, in the vision of the elements, that popped out How powerful and boundless his divine light was, it almost blinded their eyes.

  Vico's face was first stunned and then filled with bitterness.

  In his heart, there was a capitalized word [miserable].

   This is more than embarrassing, maybe Atlantis will end.

   "I'm very sorry! It's my servant who was blind and misread." Vico was so frightened on the spot that he knelt down and knelt down.

"I don't blame you. I forgive you for your innocence!" Ange waved his hand generously: "However, I think you should not know that Ares, the former God of War, set off a rebellion against the gods of Olympus at the end of the Age of Mythology. Then I was executed about eighty years ago. I, who called myself Kratos, became the new God of War, right?"

What?

   Too much information!

  A large number of Atlanteans were completely dumbfounded.

   It is true that they call themselves the descendants of the Sea God. In fact, they have lost all information about Poseidon since more than two thousand years ago. As long as they can still receive any news from Poseidon, even if it is a revelation with unknown meaning, there will never be civil strife in the seven kingdoms of Atlantis.

   Arthur also relied on finding Poseidon's Trident and getting its approval to truly unify Atlantis not long ago.

   In addition, they are almost completely isolated from the land, and they don’t even know when the Age of Mythology will end, let alone the latest information.

  On the other hand, Anger, the **** of war, was extremely low-key, and he didn't even intentionally spread his beliefs and recruit believers.

   As a result, a super big oolong came out.

   Seeing that the **** of war, Ange, was surprisingly easy to talk to, there wasn't even any condescension in his words.

  Arthur boldly asked: "May I ask the great God of War Kratos, may I ask Poseidon, the sea god, what happened to him?"

  Ange was a little embarrassed, and thought to himself: Can I tell you that that **** Poseidon and Zeus, together in the Pantheon every day, open impart, almost forgetting about the earth? How do you think there are so many monsters with the blood of the sea **** in Greek mythology?

Anger tactically cleared his throat and coughed: "They have other important matters in the Pantheon. In fact, after the earth entered the age of mortals, they gave up answering the prayers of believers. But if you have important matters, I can do it for you." Contact him."

  Ange gave enough face and didn't reveal their extravagance and lust.

"There is indeed something important!" Vico reported respectfully: "Daxseid is back, he is still peeking at the earth, and sent his general [Steppenwolf], who just took away the seal in our Atlantis. 【Mother Box】."

   "I'm incompetent! Please punish!" Arthur led Mera and other Atlantis elites to kneel on the beach.

   This matter is indeed big.

   Back then, the gods threw the pot away and left the responsibility of guarding the mother box to their own descendants. Now that the descendants of the gods are unable to complete the task, Ange, who has the power of Poseidon, is fully qualified to punish them.

   When the gods were angry, they destroyed the world.

  Since Ange represents the will of Poseidon, if they want to destroy Atlantis, Arthur and the others might really recognize it by pinching their noses.

  It is impossible for them to resist this kind of absolute suppression based on the blood of divine power.

   "Forget it, I don't blame you. Everything is guided by fate." Ange's magnanimity made Arthur and others feel the pressure, and they couldn't help crying with gratitude.

  They looked around and saw the Amazons coming from a distance, and suddenly felt a strange trance.

  The Atlanteans plus the Amazons, if there is another group of ordinary people, they will all work together.

   This is simply a replica of the War of the Ancients.

   "Stop kneeling, go to the room first and then talk."

So, when the three of Batman arrived, what they saw was Dachao slowly descending from the sky, Aquaman who looked wild but sat like a good baby, and Queen Amazon wearing a golden crown Penthesilea.

  The candidates are those candidates in Master Bat's mind. Why is the atmosphere very different from what he imagined?

  (end of this chapter)