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

Xin Yuekui stood not far behind Tian Kui and Zhui Ri. She had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, but also a hint of coldness. In her hand, she held a staff that emitted a faint blue light. On the top of the staff was a huge diamond-shaped gem. There seemed to be stars flashing inside the gem, which was mysterious and attractive.

At this moment, she was concentrating on the battlefield situation, her eyes were sharp and sharp, not missing any details. She waved her hand lightly, and faint blue light escaped from the staff, turning into a thin light curtain, covering Tian Kui and Zhui Ri.

This light curtain looks fragile, but it is actually very tough. It contains powerful defense and amplification power, which can help them withstand Ares's violent attacks at the critical moment. It can also increase their attack speed and strength, so that they will not be defeated instantly in this battle with a huge disparity in strength, and can barely deal with Ares, the god of war.

Seeing this, Ares snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain on his face. He suddenly raised the spear in his hand high, shouted loudly, and the muscles all over his body instantly tensed and bulged, as if containing endless power.

Then, he waved his spear and shot towards the three Tiankui like a black lightning. Wherever the spear passed, the air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound, forming a series of white air waves visible to the naked eye, sweeping towards the three people with a devastating force.

His attack speed was as fast as a storm, and every swing of the spear tip was full of force, making people dizzy. Tian Kui and Zhui Ri did not dare to slack off. They looked at each other with firm eyes, and quickly separated their positions, forming a triangle to protect Xin Yuekui in the middle.

Tian Kui clenched his fists with golden light flashing on them. He shouted loudly and rushed towards Ares' attack. Every punch he threw carried the power to split mountains and crack rocks. He tried to resist Ares' attack with a head-on approach.

Zhui Ri's figure flashed and turned into a streak of lightning, moving quickly around Ares, and from time to time, blazing lightning rays shot out from his hands. These rays were like sharp swords, stabbing at Ares from all tricky angles and disrupting his attack rhythm.

However, was Ares no ordinary man? Facing the attacks of the two, he neither dodged nor evaded, swinging his spear tightly, blocking Tiankui's fist attacks one by one, and at the same time, the tip of the spear shook, turning into thousands of spear shadows, shattering all the red light shot from Zhui Ri.

The powerful force caused Tiankui and Zhuiri to tremble slightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, obviously suffering from serious internal injuries. But they gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and continued to resist Ares's attack tenaciously, without any retreat or fear in their eyes, only firm belief and unyielding fighting spirit.

In another corner of the battlefield, Loki, the god of trickery, appeared like a ghost, his eyes fixed on Fuxi.

There was a faint smile on Loki's face, and in that smile there was a hint of sarcasm and amusement, as if in his eyes, the ancient God's ruler before him was nothing more than a trapped beast struggling in its death throes.

"Old man, are you fighting back?" Loki's voice was soft and gentle, yet it carried a chilling chill, as if every word was like an icy poisonous snake, slowly drilling into people's ears, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Fuxi stared at Loki calmly, his eyes were deep and wise, as if he could see through the falsehood and reality of everything in the world. He raised his head slightly, looked at the sky shrouded in smoke of war in the distance, sighed softly, and then slowly asked: "Aren't you doing something that is bound to fail?" His voice was low and mellow, reverberating in the air like a huge bell. Although he didn't deliberately raise the volume, it contained a kind of majesty and power that could not be ignored.

Loki was slightly startled when he heard this, and then the smile on his face became even brighter. He shook his head slightly, as if he found Fuxi's words very interesting. "I only do things for myself, old man, tell me your name."

There was a glimmer of curiosity in Loki's eyes. Even though he already had his own plan for the outcome of this war, he couldn't help but want to know more about this mysterious and ancient opponent.

"The old god Fuxi, the ruler of the gods." Fuxi's voice was still calm and steady, without the slightest ups and downs. His gaze returned to Loki, revealing a faint pity and regret, as if he was looking at a soul lost in the darkness, knowing that there was an endless abyss ahead, but still moving forward stubbornly.

"Loki, the God of Trickery." Loki bowed slightly, performing a seemingly respectful gesture, but there was an indescribable arrogance and cunning in that gesture. His eyes were fixed on Fuxi, as if he was waiting for his next move, or as if he was brewing a more sinister and cunning conspiracy, making it impossible to guess his true intentions.

As the two sides confronted each other, the shouting and killing on the battlefield became more and more intense. The Norse God Army and the Protoss Army were already in a fierce melee, and the warriors on both sides were blood-thirsty, fighting each other without regard for life and death.

The blood dyed the ground red, broken limbs could be seen everywhere, and the entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth, filled with a strong smell of blood and the breath of death.

The battle between Ares and Tiankui and the other two also entered a fierce stage. Ares's attack became more and more fierce and violent, and every swing of his spear was full of determination to kill. Tiankui and Zhuiri were struggling to hold on. Their bodies were already covered with scars, but their eyes were still as firm as iron, and they had no intention of giving up. Xinyue Kui continued to cast spells in the back to provide support and treatment for them, but her face became paler and paler, obviously due to excessive consumption of divine power.

The situation on the battlefield became increasingly tense, and Ares' attacks became more fierce. Every time he thrust his spear out, it seemed as if he could cut through the sky, and the powerful force fluctuations made the surrounding space vibrate.

Although Tiankui and Zhuiri were seriously injured, there was an unyielding fire burning in their eyes. They gritted their teeth and persevered. With their tenacious will and tacit cooperation, they narrowly avoided Ares' fatal blows time and time again.

Xin Yuekui's forehead was covered with sweat, and her hands, which were tightly holding the staff, were trembling slightly. It was obvious that she was close to the edge of exhaustion of divine power. However, the determination in her eyes did not diminish at all. She used up her last bit of strength and shot out a more dazzling blue light from the staff. This light turned into several streams of light, which were wrapped around the weapons of Tiankui and Zhuiri, instantly increasing the power of their weapons.

Tian Kui felt the power in his hands increase, roared, and the golden light on his body shone brightly. His punches became more fierce and powerful, and each punch was accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, hitting Ares fiercely. Zhui Ri's body was as fast as lightning, and the lightning in his hands became more and more blazing, and the speed of attack was also a little faster. Those lightning lights intertwined together to form a dense electric net, trying to trap Ares.

But Ares just sneered, he stomped his feet hard, and a powerful force spread out from him to the surroundings, pushing Tiankui and Zhuiri back several steps.