"This, this can't be ......"

Miro's face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his cheeks and kept dripping to the ground.

"The poison of Hydra cannot be solved even by the noble god ...... Charon"

"How can a mere demigod withstand the poison of Hydra!"

After Miro's hysterical roar, he finally began to go berserk.

Clamp the telekinesis!

Boom Boom Boom ......

Under the rage, Miro's speed became even more terrifying, and a fist mark that reached the speed of light continued to fall towards the dragon sky.

However.

"Ridiculous!"

Despite Miro's frantic attack, Long Tian didn't even blink his eyes.

He even leisurely cocked Erlang's legs.

"Dark Saint Seiya."

"Today I will let you, who are weak, and the temple of Olympus, who is also weak, understand what true power is."

Bang!

The mountains and rivers roared, the sun and the moon poured, and a suffocating power emanated from Long Tian's body!

"Poof!"

This momentum was so strong that as soon as Miro touched it, he immediately flew upside down several meters!

Click.

The door of the parlor was smashed, and Miro fell to the ground, smashing out a hole several meters deep, and the breath of the whole person was on the verge of dissipating.

Long Tian didn't move an inch, still staying in place.

This......

It's the power of God!

In the face of mortals, there is no need to make a move, just the breath of the true god can completely defeat it.

It's the same with Athena and the others!

"This, this can't be ......"

A trickle of blood was like a river, constantly spurting out of Miro's mouth, obviously now that he was on the verge of death, he couldn't even climb up.

"Nothing is impossible."

Long Tian retracted his qi, slowly walked to the side of the pit, and looked down at Miro with a little regret.

"You're going to see your Hades anyway, so let me tell you."

"Although in the Shenzhou system, I am only a demigod, but in the Western mythological system, I am no different from a true god."

In other words......

Compared with the Shenzhou god system, the Western gods are all pseudo-gods!

"Hara, so that's the case?"

Miro's eyes widened, and his face was as pale as paper, and only self-deprecation remained.

Originally.

When the god of war Ares appeared, what he said about preventing Long Tian from becoming a true god was not the true god they understood.

It's the kind of "true god" that even the god of war has never become.

"Ridiculous......"

Trying to spit out the last three words, Miro's body completely collapsed, and there was no longer life.

Long Tian sighed.

"You still didn't make it to the end."

"Originally, I had prepared a lot of words that I needed you to bring back."

"Huh?"

A strange feeling suddenly came to mind.

Long Tian's eyes quickly opened slightly: "He has no faith? ”

How is this possible, a dark saint warrior without faith actually has a strength comparable to that of a martial king, and can even attack at the speed of light......

Airplanes.

With Long Tian's mind moving, a wisp of Netherworld Divine Pattern floated out of his body.

Swish!

The ghosts and gods of the underworld, control the six reincarnations of Shenzhou!

Even if the underworld has not yet been built, it is still easy for Long Tian to resurrect a mere person.

And Miro has no faith and died in Shenzhou, so of course, it is within his jurisdiction.

Call.

As Long Tian recited the true formula, the wisp of Netherworld Divine Pattern slowly floated into Miro's body as if guided.

Moment......

"Huh?"

"Is this the underworld, no, it's not the same as recorded in the history books......"

Miro slowly got up and looked around suspiciously, until his eyes finally opened when his eyes shifted to Long Tian!

"Isn't it?" Miro's mouth was wide open in disbelief.

"You guessed it."

Long Tian smiled slightly, and explained the words that had been prepared a long time ago: "I, who have been promoted to God, master the cycle of life and death, you can understand it as an 'immortal body'. ”

"You think that poison can kill demigods, but you don't know that I am the true god you know."

"You think that the true God is also afraid of this poison, but you don't know that even if I die, I can be resurrected countless times!"

Immortal ......

"It can't be!"

Poof!

Miro clenched his head with both hands, roared unwillingly, but knelt on the ground weakly.

China......

It's horrible!

Not to mention that the demigods of Shenzhou are equal to the true gods of the West, not to mention that mortals can be promoted to gods, and now even the gods who control life and death have appeared.

The mission of Ares, the god of war, is simply impossible to complete!

This despair from the depths of his soul completely crushed Miro.

"Looks like you've finally got it."

Long Tian showed a hint of a smile: "This time, I can let you go." ”

"I hope that after returning to the temple, you can tell Athena and the others about this, the Temple of Olympus is a vassal of Shenzhou, and I hope that from now on, you will not have such meaningless thoughts."

"I got it......"

Miro slumped to his feet and, like a walking corpse, walked down the empty hallway.

Ridiculous!

Unexpectedly, the goddess Athena made such a ruthless move, but in exchange for Long Tian's disdain.

Don't even bother to kill him, the assassin!

Miro deeply understands that from now on, Shenzhou will rise completely, and the Temple of Olympus will always be an insignificant vassal of Shenzhou.

After a few minutes, Miro's figure finally disappeared completely.

"Dragon Lord!"

The four guards who felt the fluctuation of divine power were late, and when they saw Long Tian's pale face and bitter face, Qinglong and Xuanwu were on the left and right, and they were carefully supporting him.

"Dragon Lord, are you injured?" Suzaku was stunned and her beautiful eyes widened.

Seeing that Long Tian reluctantly shook his head, the thoughtful Qinglong finally sank like water after several deductions.

"Could it be Hydra's poison?"

"Hydra's poison... What is that? The three Suzaku hurriedly asked.

"I don't have time to explain," Qinglong was sweating profusely, "Quick, immediately help the Dragon Lord go back to recuperate!" ”

"No need."

Long Tianqiang endured the pain: "If it is the poison of Hydra, there is no solution at all, and you should not waste time looking for an antidote......"

"Dragon Lord!"

The four guards were heartbroken.

Long Tian has paid countless efforts for Shenzhou, and how much burden has he undertaken?

Now that he has just been promoted to a demigod, he has been hit by such a vicious poison!

Dark Saint Seiya, Athena, Temple of Olympus......

What are their intentions?!

"Brothers, let's fight with the Temple of Olympus!" Qinglong, who has always been calm, is now biting his molars and bleeding.

"No......"

Long Tian frowned in pain, trying his best to stop them.

"The bloody war between Shenzhou and the West has just ended, and Wuya has led his troops to the Middle East, if he starts a war with the Temple of Olympus at this juncture, the consequences are unimaginable......"

"The moment I was poisoned just now, I already thought of a countermeasure to delay it."

"I misled Miró into bringing the false news to Athena, believing that he would be able to delay until he came back......"