After leaving the world of all NPCs

The black iron ring in his hand flew out and turned into an iron pillar in the air. Ye Zuochen casually pulled Liliana's hand and jumped on it.

"Baby please fly."

As soon as the words fell, [Sea-Suppressing Divine Iron] immediately flew away. Liliana grabbed Ye Zuochen's shoulders, holding down his flying hair with one hand, and pointed to the distance and said, "That's the direction the dead servant was talking about!"

……

Between the sea and the sky, two figures confronted each other, and the entire sea trembled because of their existence.

Mekal stood like a mountain above the raging waves. His body, more than ten meters tall, was muscular, and every bulge of muscle contained the power to split mountains and crack the earth.

His unkempt hair and beard danced wildly in the sea breeze, and rough leather and rags were wrapped around his body, but he did not look disheveled at all. Instead, he exuded the majesty of an ancient god-king.

Those giant eyes like copper bells burned with fighting spirit. Wherever his gaze reached, the waves parted on their own, forming a deep ravine.

Opposite him, Veleslana stood in the air.

The young god's figure is as slender as a willow, yet he exudes a majestic power that is no less than that of a giant.

Her jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, her ancient Persian robe rustled, and her ivory skin glowed faintly against the gloomy sky.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife. The surging divine power behind him stirred the clouds, causing the entire sky to change color.

"Mekal!" The young god's voice pierced through the thunder, echoing between heaven and earth. "The strongest god-king in the Mediterranean, the pinnacle of dragon slayers! Today I finally get to meet him!"

His tone suddenly rose, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his body.

"I am the ever-victorious God of War! I have fought a thousand battles without a single defeat! This power of victory is etched in my bones!"

As the declaration was made, the invisible force of destiny surged in the void, causing ripples in the long river of fate of billions of lives.

"God King Mekal! Are you willing to grant me a defeat?!"

"Arrogant!" Mekal's roar stirred up a huge wave. He looked down at the young god of war from above and said in a thunderous voice: "God who protects the kingship, you dare to swing your sword at the king? You must be punished by God!"

Veleslana laughed heartily, his laughter filled with the joy of being freed from restraints. "The glory of the past is gone! Now, I am nothing but the 'God of Disobedience' who longs for defeat! Come! Use your club to quell my fighting spirit!"

"as you wish!"

Mekal laughed wildly and raised his hands, and a pair of ancient sacred sticks wrapped in storm and thunder appeared out of thin air.

boom!

The aftermath of the present world alone caused the surrounding space to begin to distort and crack.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color!

Tens of thousands of tons of sea water were pulled high into the sky by an invisible force, and then exploded at the moment of the divine power collision.

The huge vortex formed by the dark clouds covered the entire sea area. In the clouds with a diameter of tens of kilometers, thousands of lightning snakes were moving around frantically.

The air pressure suddenly dropped to a suffocating level. The fishing boats in the distance groaned under the heavy load in the waves, and their masts broke one after another.

At this critical moment, the two of them suddenly stopped at the same time and turned to look at the distant sky.

In this devastating atmosphere, a figure appeared through the air.

Ye Zuochen stepped on the [Divine Iron to Suppress the Sea], and the black iron pillar drew a white wave on the sea.

Liliana clutched his shoulders tightly, her silver hair dancing in the wind, her blue eyes reflecting the figures of two gods in the distance.

Even though they were at such a great distance, the two gods could still feel that their already high fighting spirit had become even more intense.

Mekar laughed heartily. "Wahahahaha, I heard from the elves in this land that there is a demon king here who holds a magic sword and cuts down everything. Could it be him?"

Veleslana raised his head abruptly: "God King, I'm afraid things are not that simple."

The storm in the sky suddenly intensified.

Whoops! !

Marquis Vauban arrived riding on a tornado, his silver hair untouched by the wind, his suit as straight as a knife.

The hurricane behind him twisted into the shape of wings, and the slender eye of the wind swam like a poisonous snake, cutting even the storm apart wherever it passed.

Veleslana raised the corner of his lips in a playful arc:

"I see. The hound from last night was your familiar, right?"

His voice was very soft, but it clearly penetrated the thunder and waves, echoing between the sea and the sky.

"Yes." Vauban smiled slightly. "It seems that my young kinsman did not deceive me. This time I can be said to have avenged my defeat."

"Okay, according to the agreement, Marquis, you can make your choice first." Ye Zuochen stood on the horizontal black iron pillar, clasped his arms around his chest, and flew to Woban's side.

The four of them formed a four-legged tripod.

Veleslana chuckled and said, "I see. Given the God Slayer's bellicosity, he didn't actually take action last night, but waited until Mekal showed up. So that's why."

Woban snorted coldly and said, "You must abide by the rules you set yourself. I haven't seen anyone so old and dim as to break their promise."

Ye Zuochen said, "Marquis, make your choice quickly. I suggest you choose this God King Mekar, or you can call him 'Baal'."

"You kid have your eyes on the Persian God of War?"

"No, I just think you have a high chance of not being able to defeat Veleslana."

"What!?"

Woban was furious and swung his sleeves. "Boy, I don't know if you're trying to provoke me, but since you've said so, I'll choose this God of War as my prey today!!"

Ye Zuochen: “…”

No, why is the old man so rebellious?

In the original novel, you fought against the protagonist who was holding a castrated version of the Tenth Avatar, but you didn't win, and you were even defeated in the end.

If you fight with Veleslana, aren't you courting death?

Moreover, this god of war has a golden sword!

Did you know that one of our sword-fighting players’ special skills is “Pluto”?

Even if it can't be considered a Pluto barrier wave, it can be considered an infinite bubble, which is inevitable.

But we agreed before, and it’s not easy to go back on our word now…

Ye Zuochen just said, "Okay."

What if the Marquis fails again?

I can still snatch away infinite bubbles.

046 Ye Zuochen: I really want to create a lightning storm

Upon hearing this, Veleslana's eyes flashed with approval, and he spread out his hands gracefully.

"An interesting proposal. God King, how about we use the blood of these two god-killing beasts as a sacrifice to add some interest to the upcoming divine war?"

Anger surged in Mekal's giant eyes. The rough divine staff in his palm emitted a dull thunderous roar. His rock-hard face twisted into a ferocious smile. "How dare a mere mortal discuss a war between gods? However, using your heads to prove my strength is not bad at all!"

Ye Zuochen stood on the iron pillar, the sea breeze rustling his black hair. A calm smile played on his lips, and his eyes wandered between the two gods.

"That's right. If you can't even deal with 'appetizers' like us, what qualifications do you have to engage in a true war between gods?"

Marquis Vauban snorted coldly, his silver hair motionless in the storm.

"Arrogant boy, you are really good at making decisions for me."

"Hahaha!"

Mekal suddenly burst into laughter, and suddenly raised the magic stick wrapped in wind and thunder, pointing it straight to the sky.

"What a sharp-tongued godslayer! Veleslana, as you say, let us use the blood of these two beasts to kick off the true war between the gods!"

Veleslana smiled slightly, and his figure seemed even more sacred and dangerous under the illumination of lightning.

"Just what I want. Godslayers, are you ready for defeat?"

Dark clouds were swirling above their heads, lightning flashed between the clouds, and the whole world was waiting for this earth-shaking battle.

Ye Zuochen snapped his fingers, and a wooden door appeared behind Liliana.

"Go in."

"Help the king's military fortune prosper!"

Liliana took a deep breath, turned around and stepped into the wooden door.

Karma!

As the wooden door closed, the passage leading to Ye Zuochen's inner universe disappeared.

The [Divine Iron for Sea Suppression] under his feet suddenly changed and turned into a diamond stick.

"——The Purple Palace Cave opens and the Golden Elixir turns, the calamity body is indestructible and proves the Pure Yang——"

The ends of her hair glow with a gilded sheen.

The bones emit the clear sound of jade chimes.

Ye Zuochen floated in the air, holding a one-meter-long diamond stick, and instantly flew towards Mekal at the third cosmic speed.

His figure streaked across the sky like a golden meteor.

Wow!

The diamond rod ignited a blazing white flame due to high-speed friction.

"Go away!"

The God King just snorted lightly, and an invisible storm suddenly arose around him.

That was no ordinary wind, but the breath of God that contained the power of [King's Expulsion].

Ye Zuochen's diamond stick suddenly stopped ten meters away from Mekal, and the whole person seemed to hit an invisible wall of wind.

"This is?!"

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw the corners of his clothes rustling in the strong wind, and the golden light at the ends of his hair was blown away into firefly-like fragments.

The wind contained an irresistible force of law, as if the entire Mediterranean had turned into Mekal's throne room, and he himself had become an usurper who was carried out of the palace by the guards.

If the God King wanted to, the entire Eurasian continent would probably be thrown into space like a tablecloth.

Ye Zuochen's body began to lean back uncontrollably, like a fallen leaf in a storm, being blown backwards in the air.

boom!

The dormant cursed power in the body erupted like a volcano!

"To go against fate is to be a godslayer!"

An invisible anti-fate force suddenly emerged from his body.

This anti-fate force broke the divine power of the God King, and the power of the storm was weakened instantly.

Ye Zuochen's figure suddenly paused in mid-air, and then rushed towards the God King again like an arrow!

This is the battle of the Godslayers.

Even if you can control everything, you cannot control the beasts.

The only way to defeat an unruly beast is to beat it with a stick!

"Come on, come on! That was just a small test, continue to please me!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Mekal's huge eyes, which were like copper bells, and his rough fingers swiped in the air.

Rumble——!

The sky suddenly changed color, and thousands of lightning flashes burst out from the rolling dark clouds.

Each bolt of lightning was as thick as a bucket, striking down with a dazzling blue-white light, like a spear of judgment thrown by the gods.

The sea surface was illuminated with a pale white light, and the air was ionized under high pressure, emitting a pungent smell of ozone.

The speed of lightning is close to the speed of light. Even if the [Qingming Creation Talisman] flies in disregard of the laws of physics, it cannot avoid the bombardment of lightning.

If there is [Super Speed], that’s another story.

If you can't hide, then don't hide!

The diamond stick in Ye Zuochen's hand danced into a golden halo, and the stick collided with the thunder, causing a deafening explosion.

boom! boom! boom!