deltrittennovels The 153rd chapter is crowned king again (for subscription)
The 153rd chapter is crowned king again (for subscription)
Perceiving the weirdness around him, Phobos became solemn.
"Niki is bringing me here too, and it seems that the situation here has nothing to do with Pallas. 35 He thought to himself.
Over there, Hercules squeezed into the crowd, grabbed a jug of wine, and smiled at him:
"The wine here is really good, Phobos, would you like a few sips? 35
Phobos shook his head and stared at the white-haired Bacchus surrounded by many believers.
"This guy is crowded by so many people, we can't get through it." Hercules drank the wine from the pot, and suddenly he was dancing.
Forbes smiled slightly, his body suddenly exuded a majestic heat, and slowly walked towards the middle of the crowd.
Many Dionysian believers who surrounded their gods gradually felt the heat and heat, and involuntarily made way for Phobos.
Pulling the drunk Hercules, Phobos quickly walked inside.
Drunk Dionysus staggered over with a bottle in one hand:
"Where are you a believer, you look like my brother, the god of light. 35
"Respected Bacchus, both of us are students of Mr. Chiron. I heard that you also studied with Mr. Chiron for a period of time." Phobos said to him politely.
Lying on his side on the high platform, Dionysus opened his eyes in a daze, and said, "Oh", "It turns out to be old Chiron's student, do you want to drink? 99
He dropped two bottles of wine.
Phobos reached out to catch it, tasted it carefully, and suddenly sighed.
Dionysuston was unhappy: "What are you sighing for, isn't my wine bad? 35
The numerous Dionysian believers around also glared at him angrily.
"It's not bad, it's just that I have heard for a long time that when the god of wine was born, he disliked the wine of Ares, the god of war. Later, he developed it by himself and improved the wine of the gods that far surpassed those brewed by the previous gods, which is the best in wine. .
But if I try it today, although it is a good wine, it is far superior to that made by other gods, but it is not truly unsurpassable. There is still a difference between the first and the only.
Holding Hercules, Phobos sighed and shook his head.
Dionysus seemed to be a lot awake all of a sudden, sat up and stared at the blond boy in front of him:
"You mean that my wine, although the best, is not superior to other wines? 35
Biting his lip, the Bacchus immediately pulled out a crystal bottle from the side and handed it to Phobos.
"Try this bottle again."
Taking the bottle, Phobos drank it down and shook his head again, "The fragrance is pure and long-lasting. It is the king of wine, but it is still the best wine, not the only one."5
Dionysus jumped up.
Standing on the high platform, he stared at Phobos, and when he waved his palms, many brewing tools and materials suddenly appeared around him.
In front of thousands of believers, Dionysus swept away his drunken and confused appearance, and began to make wine seriously.
Under the urging of his powerful divine power, the complicated procedures and long time were quickly skipped, and drop by drop of bright red wine, filled with an intoxicating fragrance, slipped into the bright wine glass made of crystal.
The bright blood-like color is even more eye-catching than agate and ruby; the elegant fragrance is even more refreshing, and thousands of Dionysian believers have their cheeks flushed red.
A pair of fanatical eyes, full of fanaticism and piety, shouted the honorable name of Dionysus.
But looking at this glass of wine, Phobos still shook his head.
The short white-haired Bacchus smashed the crystal cup in his hand angrily, letting the fresh red wine droplets, which can be called a dreamy fetish, spill on the ground.
Thousands of Dionysian believers were heartbroken, and their eyes almost spit fire to the golden face of Phobos.
The latter stood there calmly and calmly, with blazing light and heat radiating from his body, making the surrounding angry Dionysian believers dare not approach.
"Hey, it's all to blame that Pandora didn't set specific standards for the mission. What exactly is the fine wine that Dionysus brewed? Now I can only agitate him~~. Phobos thought to himself, the main thing is The mind is still on observing the situation around.
It was found that since Dionysus brewed wine and attracted the attention of many believers, these people no longer danced, and the atmosphere of the surrounding was also relieved a lot.
And Pallas, who was far away in an unknown valley, was a little depressed.
"What's going on? The ceremony was almost completed, why did it suddenly stop?" Holding the quaint scepter, Pallas felt that something was not right.
At this time, Zeus used his divine power to hear a voice: "I'm ready, when will you start?"
Pallas rubbed his forehead and said solemnly, "It'll be fine right away. 35
Looking at the white light group on the scepter, he said ruthlessly: "Everything is in my plan, I don't believe that there will be mistakes on such small issues as rituals."
He raised the scepter high again, chanted words in his mouth, and danced.
Outside the city of Thrace, Apollo, who followed Nikki, suddenly flickered with golden eyes, looking at not far away and said:
"I said, why are you so familiar, Your Majesty the King of God, you are hiding so deeply, are you targeting the king's daughter or queen again?"
Zeus, who was nestled in the distance, was shocked, but saw a blazing light sweeping over.
He didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly drew out his lightning spear to fight.
Unexpectedly, this light force did not attack him, but carried a powerful thrust, pushing his body abruptly into the city of Thrace.
Nikki, who was beside Apollo, changed his face, pretending to be surprised: "Why is the God-king here?"
"Who knows him, let's play with him." Taking a deep glance at her, Apollo grabbed her wings and followed Zeus, who was forced into the city by the power of light, to Thrace.
"not good!
Seeing that Thrace was getting closer and closer, Zeus was shocked.
According to the plan agreed by Pallas, he used the power of the root to stimulate Dionysus outside Thrace, and when the other party awakened, he would leave immediately to avoid being shrouded in chaos.
If he is forced into Thrace now, after the plan is completed, there is no time to get out, and the king of the gods will die together with Dionysus and Apollo in the mighty power of the god of chaos. Down?
And still die in its own layout.
Thinking of the result of such suffocation, Zeus tried his best to activate the divine power in his body, and the lightning spear exploded with unparalleled power, trying to rush out a gap under the mighty power of light.
But the torrent of light that spread out from Apollo was too thick, the great power of Zeus at the original level, and the lightning that erupted with all his strength, if it were in other places, it would be enough to alarm the whole world.
But at this moment, under the shroud of this bright torrent, there was no sound at all.
In Thrace, which is so close at hand, only a few residents looked above their heads in amazement.
It seemed like there was a thunderstorm just now?
"How could this happen, and what has his strength reached over the years?"
Zeus looked at the golden stalwart figure in horror, and the hand holding the lightning spear couldn't help shaking.
In the past, although Apollo's strength was also very strong, he mostly relied on the power of the divine body and a few artifacts.
Purely in terms of divine power, Zeus claims to be not much weaker.
But when they met again after a hundred years, the king of the gods was shocked to discover that during the battle of the underworld, he was just a golden figure who had just been promoted to the original.
At this moment, the feeling of his roots and divine power was completely comparable to or even surpassed the senior primordials such as Tartarus, and there was a faint aura of supreme greatness.
The powerful divine power made him completely breathless.
Just like Cronus who was trapped in Tartarus, he could only be at the mercy of the opponent.
This is the crushing of the senior primaries on the ordinary primaries.
Under the shrouded light of the sky, Zeus entered the range of Thrace step by step.
And on the high platform in the middle of the city-state, Dionysus once again brewed a new wine.
The rich fragrance filled the huge square, and thousands of believers went crazy and danced wildly.
Under the gaze of Phobos' golden eyes, drop by drop of silver wine like a bright moon, exuding a cool and luxurious atmosphere, was poured into a crystal moonlight cup, shining brightly.
Gently sniffing the rich yet elegant fragrance, under the reflection of the silver luster, it was difficult for him to say any demeaning words even if he was deliberately picky.
Gently took the wine glass, Phobos quickly put it away, and gave Dionysus a gentle salute: "々. The name of the god of wine is really not a bit of a lie. I'm sorry to disturb you today, goodbye!"
As he spoke, he pulled up Hercules and quickly rushed into the distance.
Dionysus, who was complacent at first, was stunned for a while, and then he reacted and shouted angrily: "How dare you steal my work, bring it back to me!"
Bacchus wanted to chase after him and severely punish the two bastards who played with him.
Suddenly, I saw many believers dancing wildly below, their movements became more and more uniform, frantic and strange, their bodies swayed and their heads were blurred.
In a trance, he saw a familiar face.
It was a tall figure wearing golden armor and holding a simple scepter, shrouded in infinite brilliance, standing in the center of the universe, overlooking the boundless world.
At his feet the sky and the earth tremble, and the shadows and the seas bow down.
One after another, the great gods who made up the world bowed their heads and worshipped him, shouting his name.
"Who am I... Who am I?" Dionysus was stunned, swaying, his face full of frantic struggles.
"I am the son of the god Zeus, Dionysus, the god of wine of Olympus..."
"No, I am the supreme king of the vast universe... Phanes!
Root time has bestowed upon me the crown, many primordials bow before me, I am the king over all.
The two wills were intertwined, causing Dionysus to have a splitting headache and tore his head.
And at this moment, Zeus, who was driven into Thrace by Apollo, was shocked, and the great power hidden under the root of thunder and lightning suddenly filled the air.
A breath of the king who rules, dominates, and dominates all things, with him and Dionysus as the fulcrum, shakes the whole world forever.
Dionysus, who was struggling with his head, suddenly came up with a scene in the Temple of the Goddess of Destiny.
At the same time, the declaration of the past echoed in my ears:
"I will be born from your thigh, find the sanctity in madness, and go from the glory of the past to the glory of the new.
At the end of the world, everything that replaces you..."
"To be crowned king again!
PS: I froze it a couple of days ago. I thought it was fine, but today I suddenly have a fever. That's all tonight. Don't dislike me.