bookrandom Chapter 742: A Small God System
Chapter 742: A Small God System
The moment Tathagata left, Lingshan completely lost its halo.
As for when to light it up, we will have to wait for a new opportunity to arise.
On Su Ming's side, he has completely melted the power of Jupiter and Zeus.
Including Chaos's original chaos, some of it also remained in his body.
I just don't know why, under this level of intensity, the sixth petal of the golden flower cannot be born. It's clearly reached a bottleneck. I don't know what went wrong.
"I understand, it's the time limit." Su Ming shook his head helplessly.
After all, the path to sainthood is difficult and he improved too quickly, leaving no time for sedimentation.
It's unstable.
Even for the final push, it would take him thousands or even millions of years to prepare, but this world would not give him time.
"It would be great if I could have a big dream at this time."
The sixth piece of the holy fragment is missing the gap of time.
Su Ming regained his composure.
It’s too late to mourn the Buddha. What should I do next?
The sacred arena waits for no one. Su Ming is still hesitating. He planned to win the first two games for sure, and fortunately he escaped with no danger.
I hope we can win the third game as well.
It would be even better if we could consume some of the most stable saints in the West.
Rumble!
The sacred arena was refreshed, and the Valkyrie's staff fell.
"Western Summoners, please begin summoning your gods to fight."
Dam didn't have time to think too much and made a wish, asking the gods to come down to the world.
In the unknown divine realm, some saints do not intend to show up.
The East still has a lot of hidden combat power, and they are unwilling to take risks before they know who will be the opponent's opponent.
"Brother God, we've lost two games in a row. How about you go down and save the day and win back a game?" Allah said.
Jehovah rolled his eyes at him and thought: Damn it, I always bring you along for everything, and now you’re stabbing me in the back?!
Even if you go down, I will drag you with me. At worst I can get a Three Gods Card.
The Sacred Arena is the same as the Mythical Arena, and has three God Cards by default.
Both sides can choose to play one against three, or three against one.
This rule is engraved on the edge of the ring and can take effect at any time.
It’s just that because this is a battle at the saint level, no one can fight one against three, so this rule is automatically ignored by people. After all, there is another iron rule that innate saints must not die.
"Speaking of which, the combat power of the innate saints is unknown. I wonder if Yuanshi Tianzun can defeat three of them alone."
It’s hard to say. It’s a question that is beyond our understanding and cannot be speculated.
"It's almost time. Just send someone down. Chaos is an exception. Three times the limit. No matter how unfavorable fate is, this time it will favor us."
Jehovah wanted to reassure the saints with these words.
But still no one was willing to move.
Immediately, the saints held a small meeting and blocked all the gods below the saints.
"Well, how about sending a little god down there to test the waters?"
"But this god can be very weak, but he must be very famous!"
In this way, perhaps it would be possible to deceive a saint from the East.
Jehovah seemed to be thinking about something, and then he said in a deep voice: "So you mean, you have given up this battle? Have you ever thought about the consequences of losing in the Holy Arena?"
If you die in battle, you can still gain a reputation as a loyal hero, but if you lose in the ring.
Those who are killed and those who are not will all be cleared out.
All must die.
As for who this reckoning will come from, there are too many ways.
The unknown divine realm had been silent for a long time, and finally someone stood up.
"Let me do it. No matter what the outcome is, at least I went."
The voice was so strange that almost no one recognized who it was.
Just now, the gate to the unknown divine realm seemed to have been secretly opened.
Could it be that he just came in?
"I smell the breath of holiness. The other party is a saint. No."
"He is a newly promoted saint."
I was really shocked. In such a harsh environment, there are actually people who can become saints.
The balance of fate has tilted towards the East, resulting in many people becoming saints later in the East, while most of these new saints in the West already have the qualities of a saint.
They are either the masters of the pantheon or the current sole monopoly gods.
Such as Amaterasu, Zeus, Odin, Shiva and others...
Then who is this?
Jehovah began his great deduction technique before he even met the man.
Finally, he was the first to deduce: "Unheard of, a very niche myth, created a saintly miracle."
It's so rare.
The masters of ordinary niche myths have at most one foot into the throne of sainthood.
This is probably the level of Jesus, who is often called a false saint.
But even a false saint is stronger than a semi-saint.
The parallelism is roughly as follows: saint>>pseudo-saint>half-saint>quasi-saint.
"He is not a false saint. He has already cultivated true sainthood."
Watching the road spreading over, but not facing the saints directly.
Instead, he followed the summoner's divine thoughts and stepped down from the sacred arena.
"finally come!"
That simple and unpretentious aura shows that he is an expert among experts.
However, the next second, all the audience were stunned. They had never seen this before.
"Which god is he and which pantheon does he belong to? Does anyone know?"
Not only the audience below, but even Dam was stunned.
"This..." Dam wanted to invite respectfully, but he couldn't call out the real name of the god.
"It's just an empty title. Forget it. It's just a formality."
The man spoke softly and his expression was calm, as if everything in the world was nothing but a passing cloud to him.
"A sad atmosphere." The man took a deep breath, "Will there be a share for me?"
what? !
Westerners could no longer sit still: "No, ancestor, the war hasn't even started yet, please don't be so pessimistic."
The personality traits of Western gods are basically all about self-confidence.
A lot of dirty talk.
How did it get to you...!
People are becoming more and more interested in his identity, who is he?
Su Ming glanced at this person and didn't react at first.
Soon a light flashed through my mind.
"I know your name. In my opinion, it is not an empty name."
Su Ming did not say anything, but just recited a few words in his mind.
The other party heard it.
"Hostile Summoner, you really do know everything."
Then he waved his hand and took out a staff that was more majestic than the Valkyrie's staff: "Tell me, who am I?"
It's really ironic that his own summoner didn't recognize him, but the opponent recognized him first.
Su Ming's expression towards this person was complicated before this.
He had only heard of this person, but he didn't expect that he actually existed.
And...he's a saint.
Su Ming cleared his throat and did something beyond his boundaries, respectfully inviting the god on Dam's behalf: "Respected God of the North, Nanook, welcome to the sacred arena."
The holy name has appeared, but there are no direct people of faith to worship it.
None of the Westerners below had their blood awakened by this.
"That's impossible. There isn't even one? Then what god system is he in..."
Is it possible that it is extinct?