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"I will not die, no one can kill me. On the contrary, you, Princess Lengyue, have already died in battle. Why are you resurrected? It is unbelievable that such a proud god as you can tolerate turning into tentacles."

I want to know what that is.

You're talking nonsense.

The cold moon rose into the sky and began to sing, echoing in the air and reaching everyone's ears. The god of mankind was as excited as a warrior who had received a rabies buff, while the god of death in the underground covered his head, feeling drowsy and unable to open his eyes.

With one positive and one negative outcome, the battlefield will undergo earth-shattering changes.

That's an amazing ability!

Xu Fu secretly raised his hand. Just by talking, he could make the enemy lose their fighting ability. On the battlefield, he would be an unparalleled weapon of mass destruction. No wonder he could become a protector of the Celestial Court.

"Cold Moon, you are still so unforgettable."

Because of your singing, I was ambushed by the Lord of the Celestial Court and forced to leave the battlefield. For thousands of years, I have forgotten that moment.

"I've suffered once, and I won't suffer a second time."

Dom pulled something that looked like a snail shell from his armor. "This is a seashell from the sirens of the subterranean sea that I prepared especially for you."

After the divine power was infused, the snail's shell began to glow, and a song that seemed to come from ancient times filled the air. This song carried the flavor of home, capable of evoking memories buried deep in the soul, immersing people in reflection and reminiscence, and reminding them of their everlasting youth.

The once enthusiastic human deities instantly fell into deep thought, each with a blank expression on their face and a mysterious smile on their lips.

Leng Yue frowned slightly, then immediately changed her words, making everyone realize what she meant.

In any case, things have returned to normal: the human side has used up its buffs, and the Grim Reaper of the Underworld is also fine.

"How can you defeat me without songs?"

Dom put away the bullets, drew the four curved swords from his back, and with a flash of black light, the four curved swords soared into the air.

puff

The man directly in front of him screamed in agony as his body split into two parts, then into four, then into eight... The tentacles beneath him did the same. A few seconds later, his body vanished, disintegrating into millions of fleshy cubes, the smallest less than a millimeter in size.

"Damn it... what the hell?"

Xu Fu was stunned. He couldn't believe that with just a wave of his hand, his enemy had gone from a huge creature to a tiny particle.

Too much

How could you wield such power?

There are no gods in the underworld in this world.

Dom split the black halo in two, aiming it directly at Guzan Buddha standing before him. Because his reaction was too fast, Guzan Buddha could only watch helplessly as the black light approached.

At the crucial moment, a crystal-clear jade hand appeared before him, blocking the black spiritual energy.

Puffing!

Thick bloodstains appeared on his palms, creeping up his arms and covering his entire body.

Buddha Guzang exclaimed in shock, "Princess!"

"I'm fine, you can take care of the others."

Leng Yue swallowed the blood that entered his mouth and used his divine power to repair his body. However, to his surprise, the wound burst open again as soon as it healed, and the seeping blood stained his entire body red.

"...It's useless. My strength is not even enough to contend with Zeus and the Lord of Celestial Court, let alone you?"

Dom stood up, and with a flash of light, he unleashed dozens of black beams. Leng Yue moved left and right, constantly dodging, but she was no longer the Moon Goddess she once was. Her body could dodge, but her tentacles could not.

After the black spiritual energy struck, the tentacles shattered into pieces, scattering into countless particles.

Tentacles are the source of energy. Losing tentacles would greatly reduce divine power, and the exhausted Leng Yue could only stand frozen in place.

Goodbye Moon

"This time, I won't give you another chance to be resurrected."

Dom swung his sword straight at him, and a chill suddenly ran through him. He quickly withdrew his sword.

When

The blade collided with the arrow, drawing in the surrounding air, which merged with the lightning and flames to form a circular shockwave spanning thousands of meters.

Forced Dom to retreat, Xu Fu rushed forward and caught up with Leng Yue's body as he took a step back.

"How was it? Very good!"

Leng Yue shook her head weakly: "Put me on the ground (no way)."

"On the ground?"

Xu Fu expressed disbelief, "Now your body..."

"It's alright, let's go, nephew."

Without hesitation, Xu Fu rushed down and placed Leng Yue, whose only remaining body was her upper body, on the ground scattered with bone fragments. As soon as Leng Yue touched the ground, her body quickly recovered and even grew tentacles.

Xu Fu was dumbfounded when he saw this.

"What...what...what kind of magic is this?"

"I'll tell you later. Thank you for saving me."

Leng Yue smiled gently at him, then turned to look up at the sky. Dom, however, seemed to realize something, continued to look around, and finally fixed his gaze on the ground below.

"Greetings from the goddess of life, your essence lies underground."

Leng Yue said in a deep voice, "Although you are very strong, we are immortal here."

"You escaped the war of the gods, but this time, I will make you fall and avenge your fallen comrades."

Chapter 1582: Battle of the Gods

In the western part of the Bone Plains, the bone-colored ground cracked open, and more than a dozen tentacles emerged from it, towering into the clouds.

Upon seeing them, Diana instinctively picked up her longsword and whispered.

"It's them, including the person who just spoke to me."

Why are they here?

"They might be here to help."

Upon hearing this, Clark tensed up and stood at attention.

Death, who had been pursuing them, stopped at a distance and looked around expressionlessly. At the tip of each of the dozen or so tentacles was a person, and the one leading them was none other than Artemis, the goddess of the hunt and one of the twelve Olympian gods.

There is a statue of Artemis in the temple on Paradise Island. Every year on the day of the gods' festival, Diana would go to the temple to worship the gods, so when she saw Artemis, she became suspicious.

This woman, who is paralyzed on one side, looks like a statue no matter how you look at her.

Artemis turned around and stopped in front of Diana, glancing at the Sword of Hephaestus, then the Starlight Crown, the Lasso of Truth, and finally her gaze settled on the Guardian's silver breastplate.

Who gave you this equipment?

Diana frowned: "You...."

Artemis, the goddess of the hunt on Mount Olympus.

Diana was shocked: the goddess of the hunt, is this naked-chested woman with wild eyes really Artemis?

"You...you're not dead?"

"I have been resurrected, though my form is somewhat ugly." "Tell me who gave you the Sword of Vulcan, the Lasso of Truth, and the Guardian's Silver Bracelet."

Zeus

Diana, breathless, said, "He is my father."

"Your mother is Hippolyta, the Amazon Queen."

Diana nodded awkwardly, while Artemis curled her lips into a mocking smile of surprise and disdain.

"Stay in the back during battle, and call me 'sister'."

Diana remained silent, feeling only awkwardness.

To be honest, she didn't like Zeus at all, and even loathed him, but she still had other blood flowing in her veins, and Artemis, who was also a descendant of Zeus, was indeed her blood sister.

The war begins.

Artemis held a turquoise spear in her left hand and a huge branch bow in her right.

Bang

The air trembled violently as the spear pierced through it, creating a green tornado that swept across the sky and earth before hurtling towards the enemy.

In that instant, the ground cracked open, and the tentacles lurking beneath launched a surprise attack: the Voodoo God, with a bone necklace around his neck, muttered a spell, then pulled out a dagger and plunged it into his own heart.

Lie

Blood gushed out, and Death, who was on guard duty, suddenly screamed: a hole appeared in his chest, from which a large amount of black blood gushed out.

"curse?"

The person standing next to him had cold eyes. He glanced at the sorcerer below, then snatched the dagger and plunged it into his chest.

Ah!

The cursed god let out a shrill scream, its body trembled violently, and black vertical lines appeared on its skin, like countless wriggling worms.