"Sventovit..." Zhanilcha's voice was a little strange, as if it was stretched and compressed, sometimes deep, sometimes sharp, and seriously out of tune.

"The God of Magic? Haha——" The god Zhanilza called Sventovit walked out of the smoke, clouds, water mist, and metal particle mist. These mist were caused by the energy and matter released by the magic arrays just now.

form.

After Sventovit completely walked out of the foggy area, he did not pay attention to Zhanilcha. Instead, he glanced ahead and carefully observed the crowd on Taiyi's side, especially staying on Taiyi, Baling, and Yelena for a while.

At this time, people also saw his appearance clearly——

He is eight feet tall, and his waist is also eight feet... I guess that's wrong, he is actually over 3 meters tall, with a huge back and waist, straight up and down, it looks like a square, but it is actually a rectangle;

The muscles are knotted, as if they were polished from rock. The chest, waist, calves, feet, wrists, etc. are covered with metal armor. There are patterns and scratches on them, showing the art of history and the vicissitudes of time;

He has brown, slightly yellowish curly hair, and his face is a standard Slavic appearance, with sharp edges and corners, full of a strong aura;

There is a long sword hanging on the waist. It is the thick and heavy two-handed broadsword used by traditional Slavs. However, in Sventovit's case, it can only be regarded as a thin one-handed sword;

There is a spear tied to the back, and the spear blade is very similar to the tip of a broadsword. The spear blade has the same mysterious pattern as the armor, which looks like words and spells.

"It's really embarrassing. I remember that in Trigolav, you are the most sensible person to protect yourself." After looking at each other with Taiyi and others for a while, Sventovit finally took some time to chat with Zhanircha.

From his disdainful words, it was obvious that the relationship between him and Zhanilcha was very bad.

"My original self (body) was taken away by the enemy. I hope you can help me take it back. At least, don't let the enemy destroy it. This is my name to you, the god of war - Svento, in the name of God - Zhanilcha.

Werther, supreme request."

Zhanilcha never hesitates to lower his attitude when asking for help from others. Moreover, doing so is not a shame for him, but it is not a necessary means to achieve the goal.

"Your god's name is worthless!" Sventovit exposed Zhanilcha's lie, "Except for the magic name, even your real name has no binding force!"

"Then in my magical name, Zirntala, I swear here to ask Svandi Vijes, the sacred Lord of Victory, to bless him to regain my original self for me under any conditions."

After being rejected by Sventovit, Zhanilcha acted as if nothing had happened and he had never deceived the other party. In the blink of an eye, he initiated a prayer oath in accordance with the other party's request.

"Weird guy, if Trigolav didn't need you, I really wouldn't want to be with you! But, I accepted your request, as evidenced by my magic name 'Sfanty Vijes'!" Sventovit

Staring deeply at Zaniercha——

From the day they were born, Sventovit and Zhanilza were opposing gods, with opposite laws, opposite personalities, and opposite abilities, just like the White God and the Black God, the God of Love and the God of Dreams, the God of Death and the God of Forest.

The Trigolav God Realm is a very...weird God Realm, from primitive gods to great gods, to main gods, high-level gods, and low-level gods, all from one extreme to another, facing each other.

The God of War is upright and violent, while the God of Magic is changeable and cunning. They are the two main gods who have the most disputes.

In fact, it was Sventovet who kept provoking Zhanilcha, and Zhanilcha could always hide and not respond.

So today, when Zhanilcha put aside his past grudges and came to beg Sventovet in a low voice, Sventovet suddenly felt deep in his heart... he looked down on Zanilcha even more!

In his opinion, "I would rather bend than bend, do it if you don't accept it" is the mainstream. Asking for help will never happen at all, and it will only lead to death.

Besides, Zhanilcha cannot die.

He just had his original self taken away. His original self (spirit), outer self (vigor), and inner self (soul) are all still fine. He can go back to recuperate and practice for thousands of years. He is a good man again. Why give up his face and plead, especially

Pleading with one’s mortal enemy!

However, if you don’t understand, you don’t understand. If the God of War agrees to the request, he will definitely help the other party fulfill his wish, no matter who the other party is.

"White horse!"

Sventovit's oracle announcing the God of War was still a word that Taiyi and others could not understand at all, but the meaning automatically appeared in their minds.

"Sword of Victory!"

"Holy Spear!"

As Sventovit continued to pray, a huge white Pegasus appeared under him - it was really a Pegasus, with white, bat-like wings. The Pegasus was dressed in red armor and decorated with cloth curtains;

The one-handed sword at his waist turned into golden light, flowed into his right hand, and then condensed into a golden lightsaber - a real lightsaber, with red divine inscriptions and magic inscriptions rotating and flowing on the outside of the sword;

The spear behind his back turned into white light, flowed into his left hand, and then turned into a white light gun - also a real light gun, with a very clear shape and outline, coupled with red divine and magical inscriptions, with a dual sense of holiness and violence.

Beauty.

Watching Sventovit show off his treasures one by one, the corners of Tai's eyes twitching while holding the bachelor's stick, and he felt the other party's deep malice - as if he was being completely targeted!

When he was angry, he wanted to immediately smash Zhanilcha's three diamond-shaped cores, and before the opponent had finished preparing his ultimate move, he rushed forward to interrupt his pretense!

"Xiao Yi, don't destroy the core of the black dragon. Leave it to me. I will take revenge with my own hands!" Ye Linna, no, Yuan Ziyi suddenly said.

It is in line with the personality of the petty queen. Not only that, Taiyi can also imagine that there must be the instigation of Liegu Sheyi.

With a casual throw, he sent the three cores with the huge black dragon's eyes out of the sealing formation. Taiyi turned back and stared at Sventovit - there was no need to interrupt, Sventovit's prayer had reached the last item.

"Creatures in this world, obey my orders, and conquer the endless world of gods with me. I am the light of victory and the master of war!"

Screaming and roaring, Sventovit raised his light gun high. Under the head of the light gun, a flag of more than ten meters long made of red light flakes stretched out. In the center of the flag, an eagle made of gold and white light rang out,

The sky was filled with shock, and the sound shook thousands of miles.

Tread—boom—

The sounds of heavy footsteps converged into a roar, coming from the mist.

Even though Sventoveit has an exaggerated figure of 3 meters high and nearly 3 meters wide, he is still incomparable to the black dragon with an overall length of more than 300 meters, but he can suppress Zhanilcha - in fact, Zanilcha doesn't want to
Chapter completed!