Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

To Zeus' surprise, he did not catch up with the god.

For the king of gods, this is almost impossible - he can't even find where the second-class god is now.

Zeus frowned, realizing that since he discovered the existence of outsiders, certain things were always out of his control.

For example, what I saw just now feels a bit inconsistent, but I can't find out what's wrong with the second-class god.

This is not a good sign, Zeus pursed his lips, looked up in the direction of Olympus, remembering what the second-class gods had done to his lovers before, and left a divine power of blessing on that city-state princess.

Blessed by the king of the gods, human eyes can't see anything special, but in the eyes of the gods, it is as conspicuous as the sun in the dark night.

Zeus has not protected a human being for a long time. He usually chooses to protect the entire city-state or the entire island.

It seems that the human girl made Zeus like it very much.

Alicumon sits under the laurel tree that Daphne turned into with his chin resting. This once the most beautiful woman in Olympus is now standing quietly by the river as a laurel, with luxuriant branches and leaves, gentle for her to hide from the rain or Second-class gods dodging everything else to free up an emerald green sky.

Ali Kumeng looked up at the dense branches and leaves that could not leak a trace of rain, and thanked him with a smile on his lips.

He diminished his sense of existence, sitting under a laurel tree for three days.

The sun has not cleared for three days. It is said that the sun god took his chariot and sabotaged the work.

Zeus stayed three days in the girl's city-state, and did not wait for the second-class god who he imagined would come to take revenge.

No one knew what the king of the gods was thinking, rumors about Olympus were spreading, and Hera couldn't hold back her anger and began to move around.

Ali Kumon waved away the hazy mist that shrouded him, and once again refreshed his understanding of how scumbag Zeus was.

It is really difficult to keep it completely.

The gods of Olympus are in a panic other than exercising their priesthood and looking for someone to have sex, and getting together and chatting when they have nothing to do has become their only pleasure besides those two things.

There are no secrets on Mount Olympus, especially the movement of the main gods who are watched and looked up by the gods.

Ali Kumon continued to hide his name, with a frosty expression on his face.

Along the way, the gods whispered behind his back, Ali Kumeng listened indifferently, and paid attention to the host, only to find that the other party also looked indifferent.

That's right, if he cared, he would have been known for his violent temper.

The reason why he showed anger at the banquet of the gods before was because the second-class god touched his only reverse scale.

It was also the first time for the host to experience the drama of betrayal.

In the final analysis, he actually still cared about those friends, and he was angry because he cared.

Ali Kumon stopped in front of his temple.

He saw the second-class god who was more disgusting than the host again.

The second-class god looked at Ali Kumeng, with mockery and pity in his eyes, and more obvious gloating.

"I don't want to listen to him, Ali Kumon." The host's voice was cold, "Kill him or make him silent, whichever do you think is better."

Alikumeng thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Neither one is good."

"What do you mean!" The host became angry, "Tell him to shut up! Now! Immediately!"

"You don't have anything to pay me for trading anymore." Ali Kumeng calmed down and looked coldly at the second-class god who taunted him. He felt that this god had broken his pot after revealing his true nature to you.

It's just pathetic.

"Why not." The host snorted coldly, "Haven't you considered the things that still belong to me to be in your pocket before completing the deal with Zeus?"

"Why not? It's just a matter of time." Ali Kumeng glanced at the price fed back by the program, and snorted, "If you insist on getting him, then the price of Zeus's deal is not enough."

"..." The host was silent for a while, "What do I need to pay?"

Ali Kumeng smiled particularly brightly, "Your body."

The god of the lost name fell silent.

In fact, he had already discovered the loopholes in the deal that Ali Kumon told him before, such as still thinking about him even after he disappeared, such as getting one-on-one love from Zeus.

He has already disappeared, what's the use of getting these.

It is true that Ali Kumon's prospect is very attractive, but the premise that he can enjoy all this is that he can still exist.

With his soul gone, how could he know if Zeus would always miss him afterwards.

Even if he really misses him, the person who enjoys all this will take over all his Alikumon.

His name, his body, his soul, and his godhead will all be occupied by Alikumon in the end, and he will completely disappear in the world.

Instead of sacrificing yourself to build a bridge for others, it is better to make a fuss as you like, and finally let Ali Kumon wipe his ass.

Forbearance and retreat have never been the style of this god.

"It's disgusting, kill him." All the gods said maliciously, "I'm willing to pay the price."

Ali Kumeng shrugged. It was very stressful for him to move the main god-level Zeus, but killing an insignificant second-level god was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables for him.

He didn't know when there was an extra dagger in his hand - it looked like the kind used to cut barbecued meat at a banquet, sharp but without scary blood grooves and other creepy shapes.

He played with the blade in his hand for a while, making sure it was sharp enough, before looking up at the second-class god who was mocking him.

"Someone is angry, don't you run away?" He shook the blade in his hand, sensing Zeus' breath approaching rapidly.

"Haha!!" The second-class god snorted disdainfully as if he had heard some big joke, "Just because of this mortal thing?"

Ali Kumeng nodded seriously, with a weird and subtle expression, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of the second-class god.

The tips of their noses touched, as intimate as a pair of loving couples—if you ignore the dagger in Ali Kumeng's hand that has already touched each other's skin.

The second-class god was shrouded in an inexplicable cold breath, and shivered. The sharp and cold touch made his skin crawl.

He wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound at all, and wanted to leave, but couldn't move at all.

After a slight pause, the dagger pierced through his neck mercilessly, as easily as piercing cloth, and after piercing through the neck, the blood-stained bright red tip was exposed.

"No one can insult my love for Zeus." He whispered in the ear of the second-class god, and with a twist of the dagger, he choked the opponent's throat that could still make a "ho ho" sound.

Indistinguishable scarlet blood spurted out and splashed on Alikumeng's face, making his heart tremble violently, but his face remained unchanged.

Such injuries were not enough to kill a god, but the pain was real.

What really caused the death of this second-class god was the power given to Ali Kumon by the program-he directly pulled out the opponent's godhead and soul and stored it in a small corner.

Anything that is not traded with him cannot be used by him, but it is still quite good for research and analysis.

Zeus saw everything in his eyes, and the whispered words did not escape his ears. He squinted his eyes as he looked at the second-class god who pulled out the dagger and kicked the god's corpse away.

The originally gentle Spring Flower God came here with his face full of cold and blood, and the delicate clothes soaked in the blood of the gods were tightly attached to his body, clearly outlining the curves of his body, and the blood dripping with the movements brought out a heart-pounding beauty .

Zeus glanced at the second-class god whose soul and godhead had disappeared, and the rod of thunder emerged in his hand, and a bolt of lightning struck the place where the god was going to go next with ruthlessness and anger.

Ali Kumon's indifferent expression paused slightly when he saw Zeus, as if he had just discovered him.

His eyes changed slightly, and finally remained indifferent and calm.

"Outsiders, killing gods is a felony!"

Ali Kumon sneered, and turned his head to look at Zeus, "Ali Kumon is right, you are indeed a scum."

Zeus' eyes sank.

"But there is no way." Ali Cumon lowered his head and wiped the blood stained on the dagger. The feeling of complete control over his body made him feel happier than ever. He looked at Zeus again, like a lone wolf staring at its prey, Laughed out loud, "Who told... I love you."

In an instant, the interest and fear of this outsider in the heart of the king of gods rose to the peak.

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