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Five hundred and forty-eighth sun god

Gulugulu

Red footprints appeared in the air, and the bright red sun fell from the air, aiming at Wuchou, who was on the ground.

Boom boom boom boom

Erica and Liliana looked at Wuchou from a high place. This time the enemy was Apollo, an enemy who could move in mid-air, and.

"Why, the king doesn't use his own powers. If he uses his ability to deal with the Eastern God of War, he will soon defeat the other party."

How did they know that Wuchou would not use other abilities to deal with these Greek gods, but would only use his own power, because this was his battle.

"I have to find a way to knock down that chariot."

While dodging Apollo's fireball, Wuchou checked around, hoping to find a location where he could attack the opponent from a range.

"All right."

Wuchou ran into the coupe again and ran around inside.

"Spartans, it is useless to hide, come out and die."

The fireball aimed at the Colosseum and continued to attack, destroying this monument.

"Where are you, Spartans?"

Apollo drove the carriage and slowly approached the Colosseum, watching the door frames.

"Ahhh!"

Wuchou found the right opportunity, jumped out from the side, and inserted his two swords directly into Apollo's carriage.

"Spartans, you guy."

The carriage kept moving upwards, getting rid of Wushou, which was entangled with him by the way. It was just that the two swords were tied to the main wheel, making Apollo unable to get rid of Wushou for a while.

"Apollo, let's get down together."

The chains were wrapped around the front and tightly wrapped around Apollo, leaving him unable to control his carriage.

The carriage lost Apollo's control and began to run around, even rushing into the pile of houses beside it.

"What is that?"

The residents standing nearby saw an incredible carriage appearing in the sky. Before they were surprised, the carriage directly hit the house, smashing the roof, and the flames even ignited the falling stones, causing the surrounding residents to be hit by these stones.

The residents downstairs began to flee, but Wuchou still grabbed his chains and leaned himself firmly on the carriage.

The carriage is like a burning sun, circling in the city, destroying and causing damage to varying degrees.

"Can't drag it on."

Wuchou could even smell a strange burnt smell, maybe his skin was burned.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Free up a hand, picked up the Olympus Sword, slashed directly at the wheel with one sword, and then slashed directly into the box in front of him.

The carriage finally lost control due to its rupture and fell directly from the sky, and fell back to the middle of the ancient Colosseum.

Wuchou also fell from the carriage due to a violent collision, just a distance from the carriage.

"Well."

Wuchou stood up slowly, and blood remained from the top of his head, affecting one of his eyes, but the damage was not enough for the other person in front of him.

"Ahem."

Apollo, who was lying in the middle of the carriage, coughed a few lightly, coughed up a little blood stasis, and the crown on his head fell aside, covered in blood.

"Spartans, you can actually use that method to get on my carriage, which is worthy of praise."

"Needless to say politely, Apollo, tell me how to enter Mount Olympus and lower the barrier."

"Ahem."

Apollo stood up again, but his feet were already pierced by the broken wood of the wheels and could not stand up.

"Silly Spartans, if I can really do this, do I still need to fight you? No, even if I use this ability, I have no way to undo it. I have to end the barrier unless I die."

"Hmph, then your death date is here."

Apollo looked at Wuchou who was slowly approaching and chuckled.

"But, I won't let you kill it so easily. Protect me, the sun!"

The dazzling light bloomed from Apollo, constantly, it should be said that the light was released from Apollo's head.

The strong white light even made Wuchou unable to look directly at Apollo. Not only the light, but also the strong high temperature, it felt like the real sun, standing in front of Wuchou.

The strong light even made Wuchou lose his vision and could not see clearly what was in front of him. The temperature caused the wound on his body to endure the pain, and Wuchou retreated step by step.

"king!"

Erica and Liliana still wanted to get close to Wuchou, but the strong sunlight made them unable to get close to Wuchou.

"Well, this light is really troublesome."

Wuchou stretched out his hands to block his face, leaving only darkness in his right eye, but his left eye was blindfolded because of the blood stains just now, so it was not opened and was still intact.

"Apollo, do you want to stop me by relying on this trick alone?"

"Hahaha, Spartan, you're even a problem with me now. You dare to speak out here. I'll burn you to death."

The light was getting stronger and stronger, but Wuchou had already mastered the position of Apollo, even if his eyes couldn't see it.

"Well."

Seeing Wuchou approaching him step by step, Apollo was a little panicked, but the light was still on, because Apollo knew very well that if he stopped, he would die.

"Impossible, impossible!"

When he walked to Apollo, Wuchou punched him in front of him and just swung Apollo's head. The injured Apollo was dizzy and lying on the ground. Wuchou stepped on Apollo's head with one step and stamped a few more feet.

"Stop, stop, I surrender, I surrender, don't continue, I surrender."

The light slowly dissipated, Wuchou opened his surviving left eye and looked at Apollo who was trampled under his feet.

"Tell me, how to get on Olympus?"

"I don't know, even if you kill me and the barrier disappears, you can't go up. Mount Olympus will refuse your entry unless you get a ticket to enter."

“Tickets?”

"My brother, the protector of the merchant, is the only one who can freely enter and exit Mount Olympus and find him. He will take you in. I can still find a way to prevent me from killing me."

Wuchou squatted down, looked at Apollo who wanted to beg for mercy, and remembered his past and the abominableness of these gods.

"No, this method is faster!"

Wuchou pressed Apollo's head directly with both hands and kept exerting force. The huge force made Apollo who was lying on the ground feel painful. The severe pain continued to erode his brain. Apollo even felt that his head was about to be torn off.

"Ahhhh!"

Tear

Blood gushed out of the wound and even splashed into the distance. As the body twitched, Apollo fell into a pool of blood.

"Wooahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Boom, Boom

The surviving residents looked up at the sky, and dark clouds covered the sun above their heads, and the whole of Rome was in darkness.

However, people can still see rays of sunlight shining through the dark clouds through the cracks, giving them a little light.

As the things on his hands began to tremble, they turned into a golden round bead, and the hands covered with blood raised the pearl in their hands, controlling the dark clouds that blocked the sun and let them retreat.

Apollo's body also turned into ashes and disappeared, and the carriage on the ground also turned into gravel because of the departure of his master.

“The third one.”

The pearl turns into a sun tattoo, engraved on Wuchou's right hand.

On the other side, Greece in the distance

The former site of Mount Olympus, as the barrier disappeared, the real Mount Olympus appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!
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