bayedsolid Chapter 393 It’s easy to leave without seeing him off
Chapter 393 It’s easy to leave without seeing him off
A moment later, the alternate dimension containing the [King's Treasury] finally shattered under the combined power of several gods.
After the restrictions disappeared, a magnificent black city came into view.
"That's the King's Treasury!" Hephaestus's eyes blazed with fervor upon seeing the city appear.
“Hephaestus, don’t be anxious, there’s more than one aura of law within…” Hermes said with a gloomy expression after sensing it for a while.
"Isn't it said that gods cannot enter the [King's Treasury]? Then how do you explain these auras of law?..."
"Wait, something's about to come out!"
Just as the two were discussing, a violent fluctuation of divine power suddenly came from a corner of the treasure vault that was resting on the king tortoise. Immediately afterwards, fine lines appeared in the void.
When the Royal Treasury could no longer withstand Gilgamesh's unleashed divine power, a purple beam of light instantly pierced through the treasury's solid walls and shot straight into the sky.
At the same time, Hephaestus, who had set up a spatial restriction nearby, couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
"The barrier has been breached..."
"How could this be... Could it be that purple pillar of light?... Gilgamesh... Wasn't he dead long ago?!"
Hermes, supporting Hephaestus who had suffered a backlash, stared in disbelief at the several figures that flew backward from the edge of the shattered city, and murmured to himself.
Judging from the intensity of the aura emanating from those six people, there is no doubt that they are all gods!
"Things seem to be getting a little out of control..."
"Gilgamesh has been resurrected, and there is also the Great Xia God. The origins of the rest are unknown... In terms of the strength of the laws alone, they should already be above you and me."
"What should we do now?"
"Let's try again," Hephaestus said with a sigh of helplessness.
"However, we can't fight head-on. If we don't have a chance, we'll retreat first."
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Above the sky, within the sword formation, Li Jie gazed indifferently at the rising divine power below.
"Did the news get back?"
"Yes, Thor and Tyr are leading their men this way. They should arrive in about ten minutes."
"Alright, I will now dispel the sword formation. Watch your words. See you in Asgard."
"I see."
Upon hearing this, Si Xiaonan nodded slightly, then pulled up the black hood that concealed her face.
As soon as Li Jie withdrew the sword formation, she did not hesitate at all and quickly rushed north.
Without the protection of the sword formation, the two Olympian gods sensed Li Jie's presence almost instantly.
They raised their heads and looked at the 'mortals' suspended in mid-air with some doubt.
When did this person appear above us?
"I don't know, he must have just arrived? Otherwise, we wouldn't have been unable to sense his presence."
"What should we do now?"
"What else can we do but kill him? He's just a mortal."
Hephaestus shook his head, as if he had already pronounced Li Jie's death sentence, and casually waved his hand.
"We can't let others know about our affairs. Even if he didn't hear our conversation, we can't let him live."
"Make your move discreetly; there are several gods watching us over there."
"Understood." Hermes nodded, then pointed into the air, and a golden flame radiating intense heat transformed into a screen of light that covered the direction where Li Jie was standing.
"Didn't I tell you to tone it down? Making such a commotion has exposed us..."
"It's alright, the battle at the treasure vault is fierce and they won't notice us here."
A moment later, the divine power subsided, and Hermes, arms crossed, watched with great interest the battle unfolding above the Palace of the Kings.
"Who do you think will win?"
"It's hard to say, but you will definitely die."
"That's so unlucky, Hephaestus, can't you say something nice?"
"I didn't say anything." Upon hearing this, Hephaestus frowned and spoke nervously.
"Who else could it be if not you?"
Hermes turned his head and looked at Hephaestus's somewhat flustered face, puzzled.
"Hey, it's just a backlash, it doesn't have to be this painful."
"Yeah, I also feel that He went a bit too far."
"Look, look, even he thinks you've gone a bit too far... Who!!" Upon hearing this, the burly Hermes jumped up and down like a startled rabbit, then pulled Hephaestus away from the spot.
When He saw the black-robed figure, who should have perished in the sea of fire, standing perfectly intact before them, He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"You're not dead?"
"Hmm, it's quite warm. Want to have some more?" Li Jie said jokingly, shrugging.
"Who exactly are you? Why do I sense a familiar aura about you?" After calming down, Hephaestus stared intently at Li Jie's figure and asked.
"That's not important, after all, you're all going to die soon."
"Arrogant!" This is truly a sight to behold; since they became gods, they have never seen a mortal with such a boastful tone.
Li Jie ignored the impotent rage of the God of Flame and Forging, and instead focused on the battle situation above the [King's Treasury].
When he saw Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh join forces to kill all three Sumerian gods, he nodded calmly.
"it's time."
Before the two Olympian gods could react, Li Jie had already formed a sword with his fingers and gently swung it in the direction where the two gods were standing.
In an instant, accompanied by a loud sword cry, a cyan sword beam pierced through the void and slashed fiercely at them.
"puff!"
After the attack, the two gods at the level of main gods were seriously injured!
"You were from that time!..."
Hephaestus clutched the gruesome wound on his chest and spoke in a panic.
"You've recognized me? Then I can't let you live even more."
Li Jie shook his head, hooked two fingers, and twelve miniature flying swords flew out from his dantian. He glanced at the direction where Lin Qiye was standing, parted his lips slightly, said something softly, and then raised his hand and gently pressed it into the void.
The twelve flying swords, infused with the laws of the Dao, seemed to have received a command and began to dance gracefully in mid-air, taking less than a breath.
The magnificent sword formation split in two, forming two dazzling star charts that swept straight towards the two gods.
Even if they unleashed their divine power to resist desperately, they could not prevent the [Disintegration] sword formation from embedding itself into their major acupoints.
Just before the two Olympian gods lost consciousness, they vaguely saw a white-haired boy from the East calmly say something.
"Goodbye... Don't bother seeing me off."
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