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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0500_part_02
Chapter 1189
chapter 0500 part 2
While drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, Hercules also accelerated towards Zeus's Direction. Hercules's speed in drawing the bowstring was very fast, and arrows flew out from his hand like rain. Moreover, the arrows for the divine bow in his hand, forged by the God of Fire Hephaestus, seemed endless.
Every time he drew the bow, on the bow itself, a fiery arrow would automatically condense! But even though Hercules held the divine bow, no matter how fast his speed in drawing the bow and nocking an arrow was, no matter how many blood shadows and remnant souls he killed, he couldn't withstand the fact that the surrounding blood river was simply too vast.
Rolling blood waves churned, countless blood god clones drove hundreds, even thousands of times the number of blood shadows and remnant souls, summoning boundless blood waves that pressed towards him from all directions.
Although Hercules had already drawn sparks from the divine bow in his hand, how could he possibly withstand such a frenzied attack!
Suddenly, over a dozen blood shadows broke through the firepower of the arrow rain and fiercely pounced close to Hercules.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
In his helplessness, Hercules could only abandon the arrow he was about to shoot, clench his sandbag-sized fist, and at the same time, transform his divine power into flames, covering his entire body.
When those blood shadows pounced close, he threw punches. Flaming fist winds shot out from his hands. In an instant, hundreds of consecutive punches solidly hit the heads of those blood shadows, beating those blood shadows until they directly turned into bloody steam! But in just these few short breaths of time, those blood shadows had already crossed Hercules's arrow Defense Line and reached his side.
In helplessness, Hercules could only put away his divine bow, his fists burning with flames, and fought fiercely in the Blood Sea. Every punch he threw could shatter dozens of blood shadows into broken blood mist.
But for every blood shadow he blew apart, hundreds and thousands of blood shadows would fill in and pounce towards him densely again.
Hercules threw a punch, and the blood river was blasted with a hundreds-meter-wide hole by the fist wind, but the evaporated blood water was immediately filled up again by even thicker blood plasma.
Layers upon layers of blood shadows and blood plasma wrapped around him. Gradually, Hercules was directly enveloped by a sheet of bloodlight.
He looked around. The surroundings were a dense, dark red, even making this fearless god of strength feel a sense of powerlessness.
Countless blood shadows wrapped in thick bloodlight continuously pounced on him, colliding with the flames around his entire body, causing them to shake non-stop. The blood god clones mixed within even directly tore through Hercules's protective flames.
The lion skin cloak on his body, which was impervious to saber and spear and fire and water, seemed to have no effect whatsoever before the tangible yet formless blood god clones.
Seeing that the blood god clones were about to pounce onto his body, Hercules let out a bellow, and intense golden flames erupted from his entire body. In an instant, he released half of the divine power within his body.
It exploded like a giant nuclear bomb. This divine power transformed into layers of golden flames, burning outwards in all directions —
The few blood god clones that had just pounced onto Hercules' body were like snowmen jumping into a pot of hot oil. Amidst sharp hissing sounds, they directly turned into nothingness.
And the boundless blood river, under the divine power unleashed by Hercules, the blood river within hundreds of miles around was instantly evaporated clean by the golden flames.
Hercules, whose divine power had exploded, at the moment the blood river dried up, also saw Zeus, surrounded by hundreds and thousands of blood god clones.
Zeus was enveloped by battlegear condensed from lightning and thunder light. However, under the continuous pounding of the blood river, the thunder and lightning divine power within his body was also completely worn away. Right before Hercules' eyes, Zeus's divine body could no longer hold on. As over a dozen blood god clones pounced over, Zeus's entire body transformed into a ball of blood mist and exploded.
Only a thin human skin was left, drifting down into the blood river, and was quickly swallowed by the blood water.
"No!"
Hercules roared and charged towards Zeus's Direction. The next moment, his entire body was once again enveloped by countless blood shadows.
"I am the Underworld King Hades! I am a God, you cannot do this to me!"
Upon the Canopy Cloud Fragrance Chariot, a ball of black mist charged left and right within Tang Song's palm, trying to break free. But he seemed to have fallen into a boundless World. No matter how much force he exerted, no matter which Direction he tried, he could not break through those five towering cloud peaks.
Those white mist-covered mountain peaks were like a barrier that could not be broken through. After Hades tried dozens of times consecutively, he could only let out a sharp bellow towards the Sky.
"A God! Heh heh!" Tang Song's face revealed a strange smile. He casually squeezed this God into a black mist pellet the size of a longan and casually tossed it to Kane at the side.
"Kane! I have a use for those Gods in the Pantheon. Hela's killing intent is too great, I'm not at ease. You'll have to work hard for a while. Take Hades and go take over the Pantheon!"
To take over the Pantheon, it would actually be best to keep Zeus alive. However, firstly, Tang Song didn't like Zeus as a person, and secondly, keeping him alive would do more harm than good! It was better to feed him to Hela's blood god clones instead.
Kane grabbed the constantly clamoring black mist pellet in his hand. His blade-like lips pursed, and he nodded steadily. "Yes, Boss!"
Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear. Before Tang Song finished speaking, a bloodlight landed in front of the Canopy Cloud Fragrance Chariot!
Hela, who heard Tang Song speaking ill of her, puffed up her cheeks and directly lifted the curtain to walk in. "What's wrong with my killing intent being great? That's not what you said when you asked me to conquer those Hell Abyss for you back then!"
As Hela spoke, she handed the longbow in her hand, which was taller than herself, to Kane at the side. "Here, Kane, I think this bow is pretty good, it's for you!"
Kane took the longbow from Hela's hand, the one that had once slain a hundred heads and was famous in mythology. Holding the bow in his left hand and nocking the string with his Right Hand, as the muscle in his arm bulged slightly, that longbow was also drawn into a full moon by him, and an illusory energy arrow also appeared on the bow.
"Good bow!" After Kane praised it, he did not shoot the arrow. Instead, he slowly released the force in his hand.
"This bow should be from the God of Fire Hephaestus. He is the God of Fire of Olympus, the God of Forging and Masonry, the God of Carving Art! He's a talent!" Tang Song said, glancing at the longbow in Kane's hand.
Kane nodded upon hearing this. "I understand, Boss. I will bring the person back!"
"I want to go too!" Hela interjected defiantly.
"You shouldn't go. I have a more important mission for you!" Tang Song patted Hela's head and smoothed her hair.
"What mission?" Hela turned her head to shake off Tang Song's palm.
"In that Universe over there, Blood Daoist is present. Those Abyssal Lords can't stir up any trouble anymore. I've brought a hundred thousand Yellow Turban Warriors. They are all handed over to you to command. The matters of conquering mountains and destroying temples will be left to Kane. You will plow through the Abyss World of this Universe for me again! How can we allow others to An!"
(End of chapter)
While drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, Hercules also accelerated towards Zeus's Direction. Hercules's speed in drawing the bowstring was very fast, and arrows flew out from his hand like rain. Moreover, the arrows for the divine bow in his hand, forged by the God of Fire Hephaestus, seemed endless.
Every time he drew the bow, on the bow itself, a fiery arrow would automatically condense! But even though Hercules held the divine bow, no matter how fast his speed in drawing the bow and nocking an arrow was, no matter how many blood shadows and remnant souls he killed, he couldn't withstand the fact that the surrounding blood river was simply too vast.
Rolling blood waves churned, countless blood god clones drove hundreds, even thousands of times the number of blood shadows and remnant souls, summoning boundless blood waves that pressed towards him from all directions.
Although Hercules had already drawn sparks from the divine bow in his hand, how could he possibly withstand such a frenzied attack!
Suddenly, over a dozen blood shadows broke through the firepower of the arrow rain and fiercely pounced close to Hercules.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
In his helplessness, Hercules could only abandon the arrow he was about to shoot, clench his sandbag-sized fist, and at the same time, transform his divine power into flames, covering his entire body.
When those blood shadows pounced close, he threw punches. Flaming fist winds shot out from his hands. In an instant, hundreds of consecutive punches solidly hit the heads of those blood shadows, beating those blood shadows until they directly turned into bloody steam! But in just these few short breaths of time, those blood shadows had already crossed Hercules's arrow Defense Line and reached his side.
In helplessness, Hercules could only put away his divine bow, his fists burning with flames, and fought fiercely in the Blood Sea. Every punch he threw could shatter dozens of blood shadows into broken blood mist.
But for every blood shadow he blew apart, hundreds and thousands of blood shadows would fill in and pounce towards him densely again.
Hercules threw a punch, and the blood river was blasted with a hundreds-meter-wide hole by the fist wind, but the evaporated blood water was immediately filled up again by even thicker blood plasma.
Layers upon layers of blood shadows and blood plasma wrapped around him. Gradually, Hercules was directly enveloped by a sheet of bloodlight.
He looked around. The surroundings were a dense, dark red, even making this fearless god of strength feel a sense of powerlessness.
Countless blood shadows wrapped in thick bloodlight continuously pounced on him, colliding with the flames around his entire body, causing them to shake non-stop. The blood god clones mixed within even directly tore through Hercules's protective flames.
The lion skin cloak on his body, which was impervious to saber and spear and fire and water, seemed to have no effect whatsoever before the tangible yet formless blood god clones.
Seeing that the blood god clones were about to pounce onto his body, Hercules let out a bellow, and intense golden flames erupted from his entire body. In an instant, he released half of the divine power within his body.
It exploded like a giant nuclear bomb. This divine power transformed into layers of golden flames, burning outwards in all directions —
The few blood god clones that had just pounced onto Hercules' body were like snowmen jumping into a pot of hot oil. Amidst sharp hissing sounds, they directly turned into nothingness.
And the boundless blood river, under the divine power unleashed by Hercules, the blood river within hundreds of miles around was instantly evaporated clean by the golden flames.
Hercules, whose divine power had exploded, at the moment the blood river dried up, also saw Zeus, surrounded by hundreds and thousands of blood god clones.
Zeus was enveloped by battlegear condensed from lightning and thunder light. However, under the continuous pounding of the blood river, the thunder and lightning divine power within his body was also completely worn away. Right before Hercules' eyes, Zeus's divine body could no longer hold on. As over a dozen blood god clones pounced over, Zeus's entire body transformed into a ball of blood mist and exploded.
Only a thin human skin was left, drifting down into the blood river, and was quickly swallowed by the blood water.
"No!"
Hercules roared and charged towards Zeus's Direction. The next moment, his entire body was once again enveloped by countless blood shadows.
"I am the Underworld King Hades! I am a God, you cannot do this to me!"
Upon the Canopy Cloud Fragrance Chariot, a ball of black mist charged left and right within Tang Song's palm, trying to break free. But he seemed to have fallen into a boundless World. No matter how much force he exerted, no matter which Direction he tried, he could not break through those five towering cloud peaks.
Those white mist-covered mountain peaks were like a barrier that could not be broken through. After Hades tried dozens of times consecutively, he could only let out a sharp bellow towards the Sky.
"A God! Heh heh!" Tang Song's face revealed a strange smile. He casually squeezed this God into a black mist pellet the size of a longan and casually tossed it to Kane at the side.
"Kane! I have a use for those Gods in the Pantheon. Hela's killing intent is too great, I'm not at ease. You'll have to work hard for a while. Take Hades and go take over the Pantheon!"
To take over the Pantheon, it would actually be best to keep Zeus alive. However, firstly, Tang Song didn't like Zeus as a person, and secondly, keeping him alive would do more harm than good! It was better to feed him to Hela's blood god clones instead.
Kane grabbed the constantly clamoring black mist pellet in his hand. His blade-like lips pursed, and he nodded steadily. "Yes, Boss!"
Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear. Before Tang Song finished speaking, a bloodlight landed in front of the Canopy Cloud Fragrance Chariot!
Hela, who heard Tang Song speaking ill of her, puffed up her cheeks and directly lifted the curtain to walk in. "What's wrong with my killing intent being great? That's not what you said when you asked me to conquer those Hell Abyss for you back then!"
As Hela spoke, she handed the longbow in her hand, which was taller than herself, to Kane at the side. "Here, Kane, I think this bow is pretty good, it's for you!"
Kane took the longbow from Hela's hand, the one that had once slain a hundred heads and was famous in mythology. Holding the bow in his left hand and nocking the string with his Right Hand, as the muscle in his arm bulged slightly, that longbow was also drawn into a full moon by him, and an illusory energy arrow also appeared on the bow.
"Good bow!" After Kane praised it, he did not shoot the arrow. Instead, he slowly released the force in his hand.
"This bow should be from the God of Fire Hephaestus. He is the God of Fire of Olympus, the God of Forging and Masonry, the God of Carving Art! He's a talent!" Tang Song said, glancing at the longbow in Kane's hand.
Kane nodded upon hearing this. "I understand, Boss. I will bring the person back!"
"I want to go too!" Hela interjected defiantly.
"You shouldn't go. I have a more important mission for you!" Tang Song patted Hela's head and smoothed her hair.
"What mission?" Hela turned her head to shake off Tang Song's palm.
"In that Universe over there, Blood Daoist is present. Those Abyssal Lords can't stir up any trouble anymore. I've brought a hundred thousand Yellow Turban Warriors. They are all handed over to you to command. The matters of conquering mountains and destroying temples will be left to Kane. You will plow through the Abyss World of this Universe for me again! How can we allow others to An!"
(End of chapter)
