World of Gods

The silver spots on Luo Long's body slowly disappeared.

As Su Ye walked, he slowly said, "The people in the gladiatorial court have clearly given you glory. You give up and look for the glory of Luolong I that no longer exists. You must protect the Luolong family that has never existed before. Glory '. "

"You never understand one of the simplest truths, people can be roughly classified, such as straight or curly hair, such as black or green eyes, such as hardworking or lazy, such as sinful or kind, such as irresponsible Responsible or responsible, although some classifications will have a bad impact, but it is not harmful. But when we are not classified, but divided into high, low, and expensive, everything will be different. "

"When you think that people are noble and cheap, and aristocracy is higher than ordinary people, then there must be someone more expensive than you. In the eyes of those people, you are cheap. Your cheap is not given by them or the outside world. Yes, you give it to yourself at the same time that you think you are more noble than others. It is just because you feel that you are more noble than ordinary people, so you feel inferior to her in front of Princess Palos. "

Luo Long stared at Su Ye blankly, constantly remembering his relationship with Paros, and constantly recalling the communication process between Su Ye and Paros.

The confusion in his eyes suddenly became a little clearer. Su Ye seemed to be right. He had been careful in front of Palos, always looking up, but Su Ye really took Palos as a classmate, at the same table. That's it.

He had never understood why Su Ye could do this. Even everyone at the same table and everyone involved in the trial of black iron could not understand it, but today, I understand it a bit.

There is no humble person in Su Ye's eyes, naturally there will be noble people, and no humble person in front of anyone.

Palos' eyes were soft and fell on Su Ye's face.

Su Ye picked up the black iron divine sword that Luo Long had dropped.

A look of panic appeared on Roron's face.

All the nobles appeared in doubt, Su Ye wanted to kill Luo Long? how is this possible.

It's just scaring at best.

"People who lift themselves to a high place also reserve a distance for falling." Su Ye said as he walked.

"Privilege obtained for the glory of others will also be lost by giving up responsibility."

Su Ye held the sword and slowly walked towards the stone cone flower.

Luo Long moved slightly, trying to get out of the stone cone as before, but it had no effect.

"The tiger in Rick's heart is used to protect his sister. The tiger in your heart is eating people."

Luo Long froze, the scenes of the past appearing before his eyes.

Su Ye walked and said, "Yes, you are right. I am not a savior, and I do not want to be a savior. What I want to do next is just to make my dream future not to let me down. I am really afraid Death, I do want a lot, but my goal in this life is to make the world a little bit better, even if it is just a little bit. "

"As long as I do, it doesn't matter when I die."

"Did you say it for glory, for your family, did you do it? You didn't."

"I did it."

Su Ye stood on the edge of the stone cone flower and looked around.

Su Ye's eyes glanced over the white circle, the variegated circle, the dark circle, the same table, the classmates, the magicians, Palos, and the people.

Su Ye raised Luo Long's sword high.

Suddenly, the sacred warrior in charge of protecting the auditorium wanted to rush down the field, lifted his feet, but stood in place, looking towards the direction of Plato College.

A small magic tower is held in the hands of Dean Larence.

Invisible power falls in the gladiatorial arena.

At least the shield that can only be seen in the sanctuary surrounds the entire infield, covering the two men in the gladiatorial arena, covering Su Ye.

Luo Long screamed madly: "You stop! You can't kill me! Civilians can't kill nobles! You kill me, you will die! Nobles will not let you go! You have no courage to kill me! I am noble! I Noble nobleman! Kill me, the gods will punish you! "

"We magicians have a tradition." Su Ye smiled slightly, his teeth white and his smile bright.

Hearing Su Ye's words, most people showed doubts.

However, very few aristocrats showed their fears, and they looked as if they were going back to the past.

That day, Socrates hung high above the God of War Mountain, and threw down a burning skull with golden inflammation.

In their eyes, the two figures overlap.

Su Ye waved his sword.

The stone cone flower dissipates.

The frosty cold light passed across Luo Long's neck, the corpse landed, and the two phases separated.

Torn flashy, cut but arrogant.

The dark red stains are like black roses, and they bloom on the tan soil.

Flourish in Luo Long's eyes.

In the eyes of everyone.

Fear breeds and pain breeds.

"You are noble, but you are not human."

Su Ye held the sword in his left hand and raised the empty medicine bottle in his right hand. He saluted the audience and toasted the world.

Su Ye dropped his sword and strode back to the dark corridor of the gladiatorial arena.

In the darkness, the crystals spilled, one step at a time.

An old humpbacked man with an iron hook passed by and slowly walked into the field.

Gao Tiancheng is clean, the sun is burning, and the sound in the auditorium is hotter than the sun.

Under everyone's attention, the old man picked up the iron hook covered with red and black smudges, caught Luo Long's body, bent down, bowed his back, and dragged slowly.

A shallow blood stain prolonged like snake marks.

Many eyes fell on the trophies and laurels between the statue of Athena and the statue of Victory.

"Can't miss Su Ye!"

"kill him!"

"No one can kill the aristocracy, especially in the city-state games!"

"He is the first civilian to kill aristocracy in a city-state, but he will never be the first civilian to die here!"

"Athens is noble Athens, Greece is noble Greece!"

"When we are noble?"

Nobles stood up one after another.

Finally, the nobles of the entire inner circle stood up.

They are far more numerous than magicians.

Both sides glared at each other.

"When we civilians are nobody!"

A man stood up angrily.

Another person stood up, and then the civilians in the audience stood up.

Their clothes are dirty, their feet are dusty, their bodies are thin and their eyes are firm.

The civilians of Athens, standing in all directions, surrounded the nobles below.

In the eyes of many aristocrats, there was a panic like never before.

The fear planted by Su Ye spread in their eyes.

"Dalit!" A holy warrior suddenly drank, powerful divine power transmitted his voice, suppressing the chaos in the audience.

All the nobles looked at him with anticipation, all the civilians looked at him angrily.

Some of the noble students who participated in the Black Iron Trial thoughtfully. This person is the father of Kairona and the owner of the Enka family of the Sanctuary.

Outside the Valley of Paper Flowers, Kairona, a gray robe mage who was teamed with Asylum and Lawns, was burned to death by Su Ye's fireball.

"Only death can cleanse the dirty water splashed on the nobleman! I pray with all the Enka family, and invite the great **** of war, Ares, to punish the murderer who killed the nobleman, and kill the sinner who slanders glory God punishes the **** who intends to overthrow the nobility! "

After speaking, the owner of Enka was half-knelt, holding up a rusty bronze spear with both hands.

Under the rust, the spearhead was shining brightly, emitting strong blood.

As if a river of blood was flowing on the spearhead.

Many nobles widened their eyes. This is a fetish given by the gods after the great sacrifice. Although it is a long time ago, it is impossible to motivate the God of War, but it can definitely motivate the statue of the God of War in the Temple of War.

Rumble ...

The sky was thundering and the stars were flying.

The crowd looked at the sky in horror.

The blood on the surface of the bronze spear became more and more intense, but after a while, it no longer brightened.

"Are you the great **** of war, Are you watching your followers killed by a civilian?" The mournful voice of the owner of Enka spread throughout the hall.

"Dear Ares gods, please help the owner of Enka!" A young nobleman suddenly kneeled to the ground and prayed to Ares, the **** of war.

"I'm willing to help!"

"me too!"

"Please pray with me to Ares, the **** of war!"

The blockbuster aristocracy knelt down and fell down.

Some aristocrats stood still.

The dense prayer sounds rang in the gladiatorial arena, and it was clear that they were praying in a low voice, but they became more and more magnificent, forming a resonance of prayer.

As the tides rolled in the sky, it seemed like the mountains fell in Athens, deafening.

Countless civilians were pale, frightened, and narrowed their necks.

The bronze spear in the hands of the owner of Enka suddenly burst into a dazzling blood, and then a long metal chirping, making everyone tinnitus burst, frowning.

The spearhead flew up into the air, slowly turned into a drop of blood, and finally swelled rapidly.

A **** giant with a height of three meters stands in the air.

The appearance of the giant man is ambiguous, with broad shoulders, thick legs and arms, a bronze ancient shield in his left hand, and a blood-colored war spear in his right hand.

The shattered dark **** cloak fluttered behind him, and the sound of thousands of slaughter echoed in it, as if there were countless battlefields hidden inside.

The Blood God of War stands above Enka's homeowner, with his back to the civilians, facing the infield.

"Great Ares, please punish the sinner of Su Ye and let your glory shine on all Greece!" The owner of Enka cried in tears, crying and praying.

Waves of powerful breath spread from the Blood God of War. Sudden winds were blowing in the gladiator arena, rolling up the loess, everyone squinted, their clothes fluttered, and the whole city of Athens vibrated gently.

Clouds gather in the sky, and darkness alternates.

Click ...

The mask on the field that only the sanctuary can see is broken.

Larence shook his body and put away the magic tower in his hand.

The magicians looked at this scene in astonishment. This power is too strong. It definitely surpasses the legend and reaches the level of heroes. But this is just the afterimage of Ares, who did not know how many years ago.

"It's over ..." Albert stared blankly at the shadow of God of War.

"They're prepared enough." Jimmy's eyes were filled with sadness.

Hult stared at the blood of God of War, clenched his fists, and looked sad and angry.

He dare not speak out, but from now on, there is one less **** he believes in.

The horrible wind pressure was getting stronger and stronger, and the sky seemed to be constantly submerged by dragons. Someone finally couldn't hold it, and threw himself on the ground with a thump.

"Great Ares, please forgive our sins ..."

"The great God of War, the existence of the God Realm, we should follow your deities ..."

"You are glory, you are glorious ..."

"Su Ye is guilty, and you will throw the spear of judgment ..."

More and more civilians trembled and knelt on the ground, repenting to the **** of war.

"Father, I can't stand it."

"Be sure to stand."

"why?"

"If we kneel, Su Ye will die for nothing."

The civilians who were still standing had sadness in their eyes.

Everyone knows that Su Ye will surely die, and he can do nothing, but standing with all his strength is the greatest respect for Su Ye.

Palos stared at the shadow of God of War, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and prayed silently.

"My lord, please drop the penalty."

A temple shrine priest half-knelt and made a request.

"Please drop the penalty!"

Many nobles prayed in unison.

The bloody-looking God of War blood moved slightly, and his right arm slowly raised the **** war spear.

The sky was instantly dark, and the clear morning became the late night.

After a while, the sun seemed to fall into the gladiatorial arena.

Above the spear tip, the golden light is magnificent, as if inlaid with a sun.

The civilians looked desperate.

The magicians sighed softly.

The smiles of the aristocracy bloomed.

Uh ...

A white shadow stood behind the Blood God of War.

Everyone stared blankly at the white shadow.

The white goddess of Athena raised her right arm, surpassing her imagination, but in the eyes of everyone, it seemed like a day had passed.

The right palm of the statue of Goddess fluttered lightly on the head of the blood **** of war.

As light as a mother stroking her child.

boom……

The shadow exploded.

The ring-shaped transparent energy spreads in the sky, sweeping through Athens, and breaking through the darkness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ destroying the clouds.

The night cleared and the wind disappeared. The world clarified and Vientiane was restored.

Uh ...

The statue of Athena in midair disappeared, and fell back into the distance, below the terrace of the god.

Blue-eyed Paros, loosened her gold Medusa necklace with her right hand, and sat down slowly.

Suddenly, a scream sounded.

The crowd looked around, and below the original location of the Blood God of Blood, nearby people were covered with meat and blood.

With the Blood God of War exploded, there was also the Enka homeowner.

Under the gladiatorial field, the humpbacked old man hooked Luo Long's headless body and disappeared into the dark corridor.

In the center of the gladiatorial field, Luo Long's head was facing upwards, and the sky in his eyes gradually dim.

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(End of the first volume)