The world-devouring dragon

In the beginning of the ancient times, the world was in chaos, and people called this chaotic world Chaos.

In the body of this chaotic Chaos, the first five primitive gods were born. The primitive gods either gave birth to themselves or mated with each other, and gave birth to the later gods.

Among the gods, the most noble bloodline is the many descendants born by the god of heaven Uranus and the god of earth Gaia.

The powerful gods of heaven and the prolific gods of earth are the most powerful among the gods. Most of the descendants they gave birth to are huge and healthy. The best among them are the giant gods called the twelve Titans.

The past is gone, and the twelve Titans, who were once glorious, have either returned to sleep or gradually retreated, but the descendants of the twelve Titans still dominate the world.

Among these gods, Ares has the most orthodox bloodline.

He is the son of the king of gods, the biological child of the queen of heaven Hera and the god of heaven Zeus, and the one with the most noble and pure bloodline among the gods. When he was born, the gods were all celebrating the future master of the world.

Zeus, the god of heaven, had countless human-god descendants, but they were all illegitimate children and mortals. Only Ares was unique.

And at this moment, that lowly bastard hurt himself? ! !

The roaring god of war showed his divine power and restored the appearance of the giant god.

Legend has it that the god of war was so huge that when he fell, a 7-hectare pit would be smashed on his back.

Generally speaking, the gods would not show their divine power in the mortal world, or even reveal their identities, because Zeus would not allow it. He hoped that humans and gods would be separated so that mortals would maintain their awe of the gods.

But the furious god of war completely forgot those warnings at this moment. He just wanted to crush that mortal to death.

The vast and infinite divine power was swayed around as if it had substance, as if people were in a bloody battlefield.

The hero who was being stared at by the huge pupil of Ares, the god of war, had a creepy feeling, just like a frog being stared at by a snake.

He would die here.

This was a feeling that needed no explanation but was extremely clear.

The huge palm pressed down, as if the night had fallen, and everything was swallowed up by the huge palm.

"Bang!!!"

The mountains shook and the earth trembled with the loud noise.

He raised his palm, but there was no trace of the hero in the huge concave palm print.

The mortal was not dead, he escaped.

Ares' eyes emitted a blazing light like the sun. God's eyes can see front and back, left and right, far and near, and size. People's inner thoughts, past and future fate, can not escape God's eyes.

He saw that the mortal relied on his speed to escape from his palm.

"Ares! I'm here!"

Not far away, a loud shout sounded from Ares' side.

Ares turned his head and saw that the mortal was standing on a huge rock with his head held high, challenging him.

The furious God of War tried to stand up, but the severe pain from the broken ribs made him struggle and fall heavily to the ground.

"Ares, can you still be called a god like this?"

"I'm going to crush you to death!"

The God of War roared with anger at the mockery of the hero. His arms fell continuously like a storm, and his fists as big as a hill hit the ground heavily, and every blow made the earth tremble.

In the face of such a huge force of terrain change, even a great hero must be cautious.

At this moment, he fully demonstrated the results of his experience over the past decade. He was agile and flexible, and could jump a hundred meters away with a light jump. In the end, he would even fly up with the help of the power of the fist.

Stepping on the huge fist and raising his head, he saw the magnificent giant god and his ferocious face.

The pair of eyes full of anger looked at the little man on his fist, and the big hand stretched out, and the huge and thick five fingers pressed towards the hero like the sky.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The big hero did not stop, his footsteps were flying, as if he was jumping over the mountains, stepping on the huge arm and quickly trying to approach the head of the giant god.

"Bang!"

The big hand fell, but it fell into the air. The sudden acceleration and deceleration of the big hero confused the giant god and made him make a mistake.

The arm under the big hero's feet was shaking, and the big hand was coming from behind, trying to grab him tightly, but was still avoided by the big hero.

"Tsk, it looks a bit like the soul of Sparta."

And on the shoulder of the big hero, the snake tasted it with interest.

No matter how fierce the battle was, it was nothing in the eyes of the incarnation of the big snake. But for mortals, this was a rare duel between man and god in the world.

Neither the man nor the god was aware of the trace of the little snake, they were all concentrating on fighting.

When the hero was almost approaching the giant god, the god of war suddenly shot out golden light in his eyes, causing the hero's body to stagnate. This short pause gave the god an opportunity.

With a clench of his big hand, he easily pinched the mortal in his hand.

"Hahaha, mortal, you are going to die here!"

The success of the little trick made the god of war very happy. He pinched the hero with two fingers. It was like pinching a small insect. Staring at the prey in his palm, his eyes were full of playfulness.

No matter how the hero struggled, he could not break free from the hand of the god of war that released his divine power.

Then, the huge god of war grinned, and pinched the hero's arm with his other hand. The two hands slowly exerted force, and they were about to tear the hero to pieces alive.

Unprecedented power came from his arms, a power that the great hero had never experienced before, far stronger than anything in the world. He seemed to feel that his bones were being torn apart, and he was as powerless as a butterfly torn apart by a child.

The snake watched silently from the side.

When the gods came to the world in hiding, mortals still had a chance to defeat them. But how could mortals win against a god of war who released his divine power?

Zeus, are you going to be unable to sit still now?

And above the sky, Zeus also stood up suddenly, his face anxious.

"Ares! What are you doing!"

Just a small negligence, his son in the mortal world and his son in heaven started fighting, and now one side was about to be torn apart.

He raised the thunder in his hand and wanted to stop the fight on the ground.

"Stop! Ares!"

In an instant, from the sky, rumbling thunder mixed with the scolding of the father of man and god came.

Ares was shocked by the thunder, and his body shuddered, with fear and awe on his face.

But this little tremor gave the hero a chance.

His pupils showed a furious golden light and blood color, and his hands broke free from the fingers, and a strong anger gushed out of his chest.

Before the God of War could react, he kicked the fist and flew out, and his target was the God of War's cheek.

"What?!"

The God of War realized that something was wrong, and he was about to do something, but the hero seized the opportunity and inserted his big hand directly into his eyes.

"Ah!!!"

The God of War couldn't help screaming in pain, and the deafening and miserable sound was like thousands of soldiers crying, but it couldn't stop the hero's actions.

The hero's arm burst out with great power, and he dug out the giant god's eyeballs.

After the eyeball of the god of war was dug out, the eyeball of the god was still moving, and even the fear and anger in it could be clearly seen.

"Divine power, it is divine power, you actually have divine power?!"

The giant god wailed, gasping in pain, with an incredible tone.

Standing on the cheek of the giant god, holding the huge eye in his hand, the hero was not afraid at all, and he scolded the huge eyeball.

"You blind idiot, you deserve to have one eye! Get out!"

As he said, he threw the one eye away, raised his foot, and stepped heavily on the face of the giant god.

The giant god fell heavily to the ground again. When the god of war was seriously injured, he returned to his normal size.

At this moment, a huge swan suddenly flew in the sky. The huge swan picked up the weak god of war and tried to fly to the sky, while looking at the hero next to him with fear.

Is that swan Cygnus? The hero didn't know, and he didn't care.

But...

"...Divine power?"

After a while, the hero's doubts emerged. He looked at his hands, not quite understanding what the God of War said.

He realized that he could not have broken free from the God of War's restraints just now, but suddenly a surge of anger surged in his chest, and the powerful force made him surpass himself.

After thinking for a long time, the hero gave up thinking. He then built a bonfire on the spot, used a goat as a sacrifice, and sincerely thanked the god Zeus for helping him at the critical moment.

Maybe the God of War meant that he was being helped by Zeus at that time?

The hero thought in his heart.

Only Zeus in the sky and the little snake could understand what happened.

"It's...amazing."

Watching his son's eyes being dug out, Zeus had no time to get angry. Looking at the hero on the ground, he said he was surprised, but his face gradually showed joy.

Years of waiting finally showed the result.

This child who has been wandering on the ground has finally gradually revealed his essence.

If it were just a mortal, it would be difficult to defeat the snake.

Is it your essence that allows you to master divine power? Very good, just keep going like this, growing step by step, until you can finally defeat the snake.

Zeus was very satisfied.

On the shoulder of the great hero, the little snake just shook its tail, not making any comment.