Greek Mythology: God Of The Gods

Faint voice.

Suddenly fell into the ears.

It is Erebus who has calmly faced the end of his life.

Surprised.

Dark eyes swept around.

scoff!

The fierce sword light spit out from the invisible.

From top to bottom, a bloody line was pulled apart.

A majestic red titan didn't even have time to scream.

Neatly, split in half.

This scene shocked all the life in the dusk.

It took several breaths.

They just reacted.

"Enemy attack!"

"Someone is in the dark!"

And between these few breaths.

The sharp knife light has already been cut out again.

Brush!

The light of the knife is gray and white, coming out of nowhere.

Like sparkling water, against the clear sky.

Straightforward and dreamy power, breathed on it, is a symbol of beauty and hope.

Brilliant hope and sharp blade.

brought together.

It is the unstoppable cruelty of death.

There were two bangs of "two nine three".

There are several twilight beings, either split in half in the middle, or split into two halves up and down.

He fell ferociously in a pool of blood.

Cruel screams resounded through the fog-filled space.

Many evening life.

Looking back at his surroundings blankly, his heart was pounding.

I only feel that there is a terrifying figure like death in the colorful mist.

It is approaching relentlessly.

"Don't be intimidated!"

"We are great...."

A red titan, roaring to motivate its companions.

Unexpectedly, the voice has not been fully spit out.

The cold light of the knife bloomed from his shoulder.

From top to bottom, straight slashes join the waist.

He screamed and broke in two.

"Attack him together!"

"There he is!"

The twilight beings roared.

Waves of berserk force poured violently towards the titan and fell to the surroundings.

"Shadow of No Shadow" shrouded it.

Poros, who hadn't had time to leave, smiled.

Facing the berserk force that surged down one after another.

His silver eyes are as bright as the stars.

Shoot out sharp and fine light.

The world around me seems like a blur.

The 'Form of Eternity' was running extremely fast in his mind.

Measure every piece of soil around, every inch of space, every wisp of mist, every bit of attack.

hum!

The power of the roots covers the edge of the sickle blade in the condensed hand.

His figure made dodge movements one after another in midair.

Accurate Liberation made attacks in this group of panic, and the coordination was not tight enough.

Between the gaps of turbulent power.

laugh!

In the blink of an eye.

He managed to rush up to a lizard-like monster with eight arms.

This is the original Typhon of the 'Fallen Alien' under the command of the Fallen King, and it is also the Twilight Life belonging to this race.

He had heard Cronus mutter.

This kind of 'alien species' is the strangest race in the life of Dusk.

There are no fixed physical characteristics.

It is composed of all kinds of horror monsters.

Unlike other twilight life.

The race of the kings of destruction is the demons, and the race of the kings of decay is the titans.

The tribe of the king of the sacred tree is plants, and the tribe of the king of mist is the elemental spirits shrouded in mist.

All features are obvious.

This information about Twilight life flashed through my mind.

Poros' sword light did not stagnate at all.

Gone coldly over the head of this alien species!

The smell of blood filled the air.

The twilight beings around who were still bombarding their original positions were petrified.

When is the enemy.

Already by your side?

They had no time to turn around.

Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of knife light.

Harvested the vitality of several twilight life.

Brutal and bloody scenes.

Let the rest of the Twilight life completely lose the ferocity and rage of the weekdays.

Only deep fear filled my heart.

"horrible....……"

"too frightening!"

I can't see where the enemy is at all.

There are only ruthless sword lights, flashing one after another, cutting off the lives of the companions.

This invisible enemy.

The ever-approaching atmosphere of death.

An inaccessible horror.

Enough to crush the bravest warrior.

The lives of the dusk collapsed, and some of them screamed and fled to the outside.

t.

Waving weapons, roaring in place.

"The great citizens of Twilight will not be intimidated!"

Not long after that.

There was a cold knife light, cutting his throat sharply.

This makes more indecisive twilight life.

They also became deserters.

Rushing over each other and rushing around.

Erebus in the middle of the field was full of surprise.

He has fought against the life of the dusk for many years.

Undoubtedly, he is most aware of the ferocity and rage of these races. In the life and death fight, they are all the bravest fighters.

But at this moment, so many people escaped unexpectedly.

What kind of terror is it that scares these brave twilight beings like this?

Person who appears suddenly, and supports oneself.

Where is it from again?

With such doubts.

He looked at the invisible knife light.

After harvesting the last two courageous, there was no escape from Twilight Life.

Then reveal the source of the knife light.

A curved black scythe!

A very familiar sickle, it is held by a white and slender hand

Extend your palms up.

It was a tall figure with blond hair and silver eyes.

His handsome cheeks did not have the harshness of having just beheaded many powerful dusk beings.

Instead, with a faint bright smile.

Cast those silver eyes as bright as stars on his face.

"This sickle, shouldn't it be in Cronus's place..."

After hesitating for a while, Erebus made a sound.

In the vast mist, Kronos folded his arms around his chest and walked out with a humming sound.

"Isn't this 'borrowed' by him!"

Glancing at him with a bad look, but looking at the blond-haired and silver-eyed figure in front of him, Kronos is faintly full of dignity.

Erebus understood a little.

The other party is not in the same group as Cronus, but seems to be coercing Cronus.

"Your Highness Erebus, I am Poros.

I wonder if Goddess Nyx has mentioned me to you.

Standing in the blood, Poros finally spoke.

He put away the pitch-black sickle in his hand.

Slowly approach Erebus.

"You are Poros..."

"Adopted son of Zeus and Metis, as Nyx said."

The God of Darkness was astonished.

Before falling into the danger of being hunted down.

Every once in a while, he will send news to Nyx in a special way.

Nyx would also tell him something about the outside world.

He also knew that his wife had adopted a god who was prophesied to be the king of the four generations of gods and made him his son.

But he never thought of it.

The god who suddenly appeared in front of him rescued him.

It was that child.

This is only a few hundred years.

The opponent is already a powerful primordial god!

Even if it is predicted that it is destined to be the king of gods [Unqualified. 3.5

His predecessors were not so strong!

Erebus glanced at Cronus next to him.

The Titan God King looked stiff.

get along during this time.

He knows a lot about what's going on in the outside world from Poros.

To his rebellious son Zeus.

Repeating the mistakes of himself and his father Uranus, and being made worse by his own son.

It is also a sigh.

Gloating, secretly delighted.

But he didn't know until now.

Beside this powerful and sinister deity who calls himself the Son of Nyx.

It was the son of Zeus.

The forthcoming four generations of god kings.

Also his grandson...

Think of the experience of being manipulated by the other party during this period of time.

He couldn't help but stare blankly.

god.

Poros smiled.

"Your Highness Erebus, let's find a safe place first, and then communicate.