Greek Mythology: I Opened A Treasure Chest At Olympus

Chapter 177: Pandora Reappears (Subscribe)

"It's this annoying light again!"

Under the dark curtain, the tall figure hanging upside down suddenly screamed.

A dark and rich degenerate power spread out from the depths of the curtain, and Xi Yong's burning light came from the sky.

This 'Left Hand of God' from an exotic land, with dark eyes showing sneer and calmness, firmly locked onto the golden figure with thirty-six pairs of wings stretched behind him.

He could feel that the visitor was imposing.

But the strength is only the ultimate so-called main god of this world, and even if he does not rely on the mighty power of part of the primordial sea, he is at least equivalent to half the primordial power of this world.

The rank gap is enough to shatter everything.

Unexpectedly, just when he was content, the dark curtain that carried infinite degenerate power and swept majestic.

Just touching the burning bright torrent, it was like a rag encountered fire, and holes were ignited in an instant.

The monstrous blazing light penetrated the obstacles of space and raged.

The splendid divine power purifies corruption, dispels darkness, and annihilates sin.

Unstoppable, the blink of an eye enveloped where he stood.

"This is impossible!"

The Hanged Man and Prometheus were horrified and unbelievable.

But the golden torrent that spread over didn't pay attention to their emotional changes at all, and instantly covered them.

Under the splendid light, the two of them were covered in green smoke, and the severe pain directly hit the spiritual body.

The mighty power of light is both purification and judgment, and even more... Destruction!

Looking at the dark curtain that was lit layer by layer in front of him, the tall figure hanging upside down looked terrified.

No matter what else, he inspired the 'primordial sea' in the dark

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The surging sea, where fantasy and reality are combined, light and darkness are one, emerges around him.

The boiling sea water roared and flowed, blocking the torrent of light that spread over.

And Prometheus on the other side was not so lucky.

Imprisoned on the Caucasus Mountains by the foreign supreme goddess, he has absolutely no way to escape or move.

In the face of the torrent of light coming from the sky, you can only choose to carry it hard.

The bound great prophet bit his withered lips, and his body was filled with a filthy and filthy aura, forming cages one by one, firmly protecting himself.

But before the flaming power of light, these cages of filth and evil were completely powerless to resist.

In an instant, they were all purified and destroyed.

The splendid and magnificent light covered the bound person with scorching heat.

Under the divine might, Prometheus began to burn.

Not just the body, but also his spirit and heart.

The blazing burning of the flame made him miserable and stared straight ahead.

In the bright light, Apollo stretched thirty-six pairs of gorgeous wings and came to him.

"Although it is a pleasant surprise to be able to meet people with memories of the past in this era.

But for the two of you, I don't want to talk about anything at all, let's become ashes under the cover of light, and when I think of you in the future, I will look at the air around me. "

Golden eyes with divine rays of light, indifferently glanced at Prometheus and the Hanged Man, and the blazing bright flames were even more dazzling.

The bound great prophet let out a shrill roar.

His body was gradually burnt out, his hands and feet were turned to ashes, and only his head and torso were still being burned.

"Apollo, don't kill me, I still have a lot to do..."

The torso was also burned to ashes, and Prometheus, shaking his head, made a pleading voice, and he recognized Apollo.

But Apollo didn't even look at him, his golden eyes stared at the hanged man who was protecting his body with the 'primordial sea'.

The latter said hoarsely: "Apollo, the god of light, you truly deserve to be the one that the Messiah values ​​the most and think that you are the person to whom the Lord's prophecy refers.

Is this an incarnation of you left in this world? It's really powerful, but it can't help me!"

Covered by the illusory primordial sea, the upside-down figure shrouded in heavy curtains suddenly erupted with powerful fallen power, impacting the torrent of light that swept across the sky.

"The primordial sea corresponding to the first of the three pillars of the exotic region is indeed very extraordinary, but it's a pity that you can only mobilize part of it.

"This level is not enough under the Wrath of Seraph!

In the splendid light, Apollo's golden eyes flashed, and the thirty-six pairs of flaming wings behind him quickly stretched out.

The torrent of light is endless, burning to the extreme.

Penetrating the infinite void, violently bombarded the illusory primordial sea.

During the days when he came to the Caucasus Mountains, with the help of the Hall Stone and many source crystals, his divine power quickly reached the level of the ninth order of the main god.

But such a rank, even with the blessing of the 'Dawning Domain', can't compete with the exotic sequence 0 that is almost comparable to the original.

The difference is not small.

But under the three-star attack technique of 'Seraph's Wrath', this distance was surpassed.

This divine art is purely offensive and destructive divine art, detonating all the divine power of the caster, erupting like an erupting volcano.

If it weren't for a large amount of Divine Origin Crystal Tianyuan Crystal as a supplement, Apollo estimated that the ninth-order divine power of his main god would be completely consumed in less than a dozen breaths.

Such a huge loss, the power in exchange is also worth it.

When the thirty-six pairs of flaming wings stretched out, even if the complete primordial stood in front of him, Apollo had the confidence to burn them to ashes.

Like the great prophet in front of you.

As the splendid light continued to burn, the last 340 heads of Prometheus also turned to ashes.

In the sky shrouded in light, he completely disappeared from the world.

What is surprising is that at the last moment of his life, a strange smile appeared on his head.

"The Bound!" Seeing that Prometheus had completely fallen, the Hanged Man roared in anger in the original ocean.

But the splendid torrent of light also completely covered his surroundings, even if the illusory ocean of light and dark fusion, fantasy and reality integrated to protect him.

The magnificent divine might is still pressing forward step by step.

At this moment, from the place where Prometheus died, a bright thing like a strip of cloth suddenly flew out, flashing a strange light.

And on the cloth strip, a light and shadow appeared faintly, interweaving into a flawless beautiful face.

"Pandora!"

Seeing this face, Apollo was a little surprised.

"This isn't my real body, it's just a mark I left in this 'bound' characteristic.

"If it wasn't for my help, how could Prometheus, an ordinary goddess, resist the two invasions of the supreme goddess.

The illusory light and shadow flickered, and Pandora's beautiful cheeks were solemn.

She stared at Apollo's golden eyes and said solemnly:

"I reveal this mark to tell you one thing about how to take back the key to this world from Gaia.