Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Loki raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a malicious smile, and said slowly: "The first option is to surrender obediently, put down the pitiful weapons in your hands, submit to the rule of us Western Gods, and become second-class citizens under our feet from now on, and let us drive you around. The second option is to choose death, and let you so-called gods completely disappear from this world today and become the dust of history."

After hearing Loki's absurd words, Fuxi raised his head and laughed loudly. The laughter was like rolling thunder, echoing between heaven and earth, shaking the surrounding air. After laughing, his eyes revealed incomparable determination and resoluteness, and he said loudly: "Die? You who have the courage to say this today are the ones who are truly putting your lives in danger! The ones who will die today are you, the arrogant Western gods!"

Loki only smiled slightly when he heard Fuxi's response. That smile seemed to hide a deeper conspiracy and calculation, which was hard to understand. The god of war Ares on the side could no longer suppress his inner passion for fighting. His broad shoulders, like mountains, swayed slightly, and his well-developed muscles bulged high. Each muscle seemed to contain infinite power. Under the sunlight, it glowed with a bronze luster, showing a strong sense of power. His face was firm and cold, with lines like a knife and an axe, revealing an unquestionable majesty, especially his eyes, which revealed a bellicosity and enthusiasm for fighting. It seemed that as long as there was a chance, he would not hesitate to throw himself into the flames of war and find his own glory in the fight.

Ares looked up to the sky and let out a deafening laugh, which was filled with anticipation and excitement for the battle. He shouted loudly, "Hahaha, I can't wait to have a big fight! I want to see if you guys from the East are capable enough to make me feel the real thrill of battle in this battle! Come on, let me use the spear in my hand to crush you ants one by one!"

After that, Ares held the extremely sharp spear tightly with both hands. The tip of the spear flashed with a chilling cold light, as if it could easily penetrate anything that stood in its way. He swung the spear violently, and a sharp gust of wind whistled out, making the surrounding air hum, as if the horn of war had already sounded.

After Ares' provocative move, the Western Gods' army also began to stir. They clenched their weapons, their eyes revealed bloodthirsty light, and they were waiting for an order to rush towards the Gods' army like a tide, launching a bloody and cruel fight. On the Gods' side, although facing such a powerful enemy, every warrior did not have the slightest intention of retreating. They were burning with the fire of defending their homeland and faith, and were ready to use their lives to protect the God's domain on which they depended for survival. Even in the face of the threat of death, they would never surrender.

At this critical moment, Fuxi quickly glanced at the surrounding Protoss warriors. He saw the determination and courage in their eyes, and was secretly relieved. He raised his hands slightly, and a powerful and mysterious force gathered in his palms. The force seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, emitting a faint halo.

Fuxi shouted loudly: "Warriors of the Gods, today is the time for us to defend our dignity and protect our homeland! We will never bow to these invaders. Even if it costs us our lives, we must let them know that the glory of our Eastern Gods cannot be trampled upon! Get ready to fight!"

Following Fuxi's passionate shout, the army of the gods suddenly erupted in a roar that shook the earth. The sound seemed to be a declaration of war against the Western gods and a struggle against fate. Amid the roar, the battle between the two sides was about to break out. A fierce battle that would determine the fate of the gods and even the entire world was about to begin under the sky of this divine domain...

"Charge!" There was a fierce light flashing in Loki's eyes. That cold and resolute voice was like a sharp cold wind, which instantly broke the solemn silence above the battlefield and reached the ears of every Norse god.

Following this order, the earth trembled in an instant, and countless Nordic gods' armies rushed towards the Protoss soldiers like a surging black tide. Their footsteps roared like thunder, and their shouts were deafening. Every soldier had a look of fearlessness, and the sharp blades in their hands flashed a cold light in the sun, as if they couldn't wait to kill the enemy and write their glory and victory with blood.

The Protoss army was not afraid either, they flew up to the sky with a nimble figure, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura. For a moment, the sky was bright with light, and various divine powers intertwined and flickered, and the two sides launched a thrilling and fierce battle.

Relying on their agile bodies and superb divine powers, the warriors of the Protoss flexibly shuttled among the armies of the Nordic gods, either casting fierce spells or engaging in close combat. Each attack was carried out with an indomitable momentum, as if declaring to the world their determination to defend their homeland and dignity, and never allow this sacred sky to be defiled by invaders.

On the battlefield, the situation was changing rapidly, and the sounds of shouting and killing and the collision of weapons were intertwined, forming a tragic and heroic picture of war.

On the battlefield, Ares, the god of war known for his bravery and fearlessness, stood tall and strong. His strong hands tightly grasped the spear of the god of war, which symbolized supreme glory and destructive power. The spear was engraved with mysterious and simple runes, and at this moment it was faintly emitting a blood-red glow, as if telling of the countless blood and glory battles it had drunk. Ares' eyes were burning with a fiery will to fight, an extreme desire and crazy obsession for fighting, as if everything in the world was an ant in his eyes, and only this bloody fight could give his soul a moment of peace and satisfaction. When he had the idea, the surging divine power in his body rushed out like a flood that broke through the dam, turning into circles of terrifying power ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading to the surroundings, causing the surrounding air to tremble and twist, as if being pulled into an endless abyss by this power.

On the other side of the battlefield, Tiankui and Zhuiri stood side by side, their postures were upright, like two towering and unshakable mountains. In the past five long and arduous years, they stayed away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and immersed themselves in the understanding and absorption of ancient divine power. Every day and night, they were engaged in a silent contest and integration with the mysterious and powerful force. After countless life and death tests and hardships and setbacks, their strength finally made a qualitative leap and improvement. Now, they exude a restrained and deep aura, which is the perfect fusion of years of precipitation and power growth. Although they are not as outgoing and arrogant as Ares, they contain a powerful force that people dare not underestimate.