Greek Mythology: I Opened A Treasure Chest At Olympus

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Six Do Not Talk About Divine Virtue (Subscribe)

As the voice fell, the dark blue figure of Pontos stretched out his arms, attracting a monstrous water curtain.

The surging torrent swirled under his strange smile, condensing into a storm that shook the world.

The outside gods have no way to perceive the situation on the ocean, because the whole ocean is shaking.

The gods who belonged to the ocean all jumped up in panic, looking in fear at the gentle homeland they used to rely on, and fled to the sky and land one by one.

Countless storms, intertwined with violent oceans, madly invade the kingdom of light.

The blazing flame-like light in the sky also dimmed a little.

With golden eyes staring at Pontos' enchanting face, Apollo said indifferently:

"The resurrected you have become a real ocean.

But you and Okeanos seem to be in a different state, and they do not completely obey the "three five three" in Gaia. "

In the cascading waves, Pontos chuckled lightly:

"It's nothing different, it's all part of the earth, or part of the world."

Apollo understood what he meant and said softly:

"The Supreme needs its own world, which can be possessed in many ways.

Like Chaos, he forced many primitives to form the world for him, covering the world with the root of chaos, so as to take control.

Gaia, on the other hand, chooses to take its own earth roots as the core, and derives the sky, the sea, the mountains and other kinds.

You and Uranus and Uriah, so to speak, were born a part of her. The Twelve Titans are also somewhat similar, but not as closely connected as you. 35

Pontos nodded and sighed: "Yes, although it is an independent individual, it is part of the mother's body, and no child is willing to return to the mother's body after birth.

"But I don't have a choice, now I am a part of Gaia, because she has ascended to the highest, so I have set foot on the primordial.

Suddenly, the tsunami and storm that Pontos rolled up became even more violent and terrifying, surging into the place of light.

Apollo smiled lightly: "Since you are not happy, let me free you."

Then he added: "Don't worry, I have the experience of how to kill the same person twice.35

boom!

In the splendid brilliance, thirty-six pairs of splendid wings spread out again.

The bright fire of light swept the sea and sky, like an invisible giant hand, beating the waves one by one, suppressing the tsunami.

Pontos' eyes were cold, and thousands of violent storms were summoned.

These storms wreak havoc on the endless seas, rolling up monstrous waves that quiver even the land and the sky.

The gods all over the world were terrified.

As far as the eye can see, the endless sea is like a huge beast in rage.

A series of waves are its saliva, and violent storms are its sharp teeth.

It rises from the wide sea, wakes up from the ancient ignorance, and vows to devour the sky with its huge mouth.

Boom boom boom!

The violent storms became more and more violent in the raging, and the powerful tearing force of the giant beasts gnawed brightly and brightly.

The brilliant power of light was bitten and chewed by every inch.

In Pontos, the monstrous waves were manipulated, approaching the core of light from another direction.

His figure is completely integrated with the ocean.

In other words, it is he who is constantly generating oceans and storms, devouring all the enemies to be eliminated.

Feeling his power, a smile appeared on the corner of Gaia's mouth in the depths of the earth.

"Oceanos and Hyperion are really useless. I still have Uranus and the others here, and they can't move lightly. Fortunately, there is Pontos.

"Apollo, if it was before, you might have been able to fight Pontos, who was promoted to the original, but now that you have been fighting a lot, how much energy do you have left?"

In the depths of the dark earth, in the majestic palace, the rich woman in the long khaki dress, her eyes fixed on the sky above the ocean.

Apparently feeling her grin, Apollo sighed at the waves and storms that were engulfed in all directions.

"It's almost exhausted, it's inhumane to play wheel battles.

Thank you, Gaia, is still the grandmother of the gods, and is highly respected, but doesn't talk about godliness, so I can't blame me for hanging up.

With a sigh, he took out the energy from his arms and was almost sucked, leaving only the 'Hor Stone' of the root power.

Holding this gem tightly, the divine power in his body suddenly boiled...

The constant source of power was violently inhaled into his body, the infinite light vibrated endlessly, and the blink of an eye became more than ten times splendid.

"The breath of the root..."

In the surging waves, Pontos' complexion changed, staring at the golden figure in the brilliant light.

At this moment, along with the growth of the power of the root, the thirty-six pairs of splendid wings burst into an incomparably magnificent splendor.

The sacred brilliance is like the sharpest knife light, piercing through layers of void, tearing apart thousands of storms, breaking through the surging waves, and ravaging the entire world in the blink of an eye.

The gods and mortals raised their heads in amazement, only to see the boundless sky, which was lightly plated with a layer of gold.

Gentle warmth, with holiness and purity, spreads all over the world.

At the same time, there is a stalwart will.

He is the source of light and warmth, the symbol of beauty and hope.

"The Root of Light... You were promoted to Primordial in the battle!

Pontos stared at the bright sky with a gloomy expression.

In the infinite light, the aura of the stalwart golden figure gradually stabilized, and replied lightly:

"Although hastily promoted, it is easy to make the foundation unstable.

But I came here like this last time, and I have plenty of experience, so don't worry about me. 35

Pontos snorted coldly and whispered:

4.4 "Even if you get promoted, it's just Primordial vs Primordial, our battle has just begun.""

In the splendid light, Apollo chuckled lightly: "Yes, then you will be honored to see the true power of 'Seraph's Wrath'.

After I was promoted to Primordial Primordial, I was able to really bring this divine technique into full play. "

Following his voice, the thirty-six pairs of burning wings suddenly stretched several times in the void.

Each golden feather, like a beating flame, is dazzling golden, extending the sacred and great.

Like the creator who created everything, he sends down his wrath.

The horn of the doomsday apocalypse sounded from this, twilight and twilight forever shrouded the world, and the knights of war, famine, plague and death brought the judgment of God.

"Seraph's Wrath, God's Apocalypse!