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Chapter 1410 (Part 2) The King¡¯s Treasure

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    Therefore, Erica had to admit the cruel fact that if you don't kill the god, it doesn't mean that the god won't kill you. When the two gods fight, the island will inevitably fall apart, and no one can stay out of it.

    This is what it means when gods fight and mortals suffer.

    "Are you two still planning to stop me?" Lying in Erica's arms, Wuchen looked at the two of them and asked.

    "You guy" Luculazia sighed, having to admit that what Wuchen said was the truth.

    Even Erica was silent, her delicate jade hands clenched tightly and turned into a fist, but in Wuchen's eyes, she was extremely fragile.

    This world is so cruel and ruthless. Human beings are as small as gravel. Even if thousands of people die, the gods above will not be moved. In the final analysis, they are just ants.

    "I'll go with you." After a few seconds of silence, Erica said decisively with a pretty face: "You once said that the king and the knight will never be separated."

    ¡°What a stubborn girl.¡±

    Hearing this, Wuchen broke away from Erica's arms. Under Luculazia's surprised gaze, Wuchen was completely unbound by the law of gravity and flew up with Erica like a ghost.

    "How did this guy do it? He only has the power of Veleslana's [White Horse]. Where does this power of flying come from?"

    With her beautiful eyes widened, Luculazia asked in horror. Due to the excessive shock, her great career line was dangling and about to explode.

    "Dirty!"

    Seeing this, Erica spat softly and glared at Luculazia with dissatisfaction, her angry eyes clearly saying, seducing my king in front of me, you are not here for a long time.

    ¡°Listen, list, list¡­young people nowadays are really petty, and everyone has to share good things.¡±

    Luculazia chuckled, Erica's angry and red cheeks were quite cute, she couldn't help teasing her.

    "Farewell."

    Wuchen turned into rainbow light and disappeared into the sky, like a meteor gradually disappearing into the eye socket.

    "A powerful mysterious boy, this guy himself is estimated to be extremely powerful. Maybe he can really kill the gods successfully and become a new transcendent." After Wuchen left, Luculazia murmured to himself, suddenly feeling bored.  The world is a lot more interesting.

    "How sure are you that you can win Mercato?" Erica asked worriedly, her words showing a trace of confusion. After all, the opponent is the legendary god, and Mercator is not an ordinary god, but a Mediterranean god.  One of the most powerful gods in mythology.

    "How many percent?"

    As if he had heard the funniest joke, Wuchen chuckled and said, "You should worry about Mercato. You have to know that with his big body, there is no suitable coffin for him on this island!"

    "You guy"

    Hearing this, Erica immediately glared at Wuchen angrily. She was immediately an enemy of God. This guy also had a frivolous expression, as if he was torturing a little hooligan!

    "Erica the so-called gods are actually just a group of people who bully the weak and fear the strong. There is no need to worry, that Mercato is no match for me, and the person who died today, no, he is not the only god who died today!  "

    Wuchen said ambitiously that things like gods are too redundant. He has made up his mind to meet and kill a god in the future.

    It¡¯s time to purify the air!

    "Stop that big idiot!"

    Seeing that the distance between him and Mercato was getting closer and closer, Wuchen Yangtian shouted, regardless of the violent storm, "I will decide your head!"

    After saying this, Wuchen launched an extremely powerful attack. A large amount of golden light emerged from his myth, and some strength was plucked out of it.

    "It's okay for a mere human being to dare to stop the pace of God. How dare you, a puny being like you, dare to speak rudely and call me a big man?"

    Mercato¡¯s steps stagnated, and he turned his head to look at Wuchen with a look that was as terrifying as it was terrifying.

    "Oh? It seems that you have a few tricks up your sleeve. This kind of trick is not something that normal humans can possess." Mercato looked up at the golden light above Wuchen's head, and pointed countless weapons at himself, with a huge momentum.

    "Gulu! What kind of divine power is this?"

    Erica was also dumbfounded. She looked at the various magical weapons above Wuchen's head and was in a daze. This was the first time for him to see so many magical weapons.

    "This is my king's treasure."

    Without saying much, Wuchen gave a bland explanation.You know, the king's treasure contains many peerless weapons that can suppress gods.

    "Let's try the taste of a hail of bullets." The raised arm fell gently, and countless densely packed magical weapons were all shot out.

    ¡°Swish, swish, swish!¡±

    Without exception, they all stabbed towards Mercato mercilessly. The number was like a heavy rain, and the black winter night sky was suddenly dyed golden.

    "Huh, I'm a god, how could I be injured by a weapon made by humans?" Mercato snorted disdainfully, and his weapon as thick as a scepter swept out.

    ¡°Bang bang bang!¡±

    The various artifacts that came down were all scattered, falling to the ground like scraps of scrap metal. This gorgeous attack had high momentum, but its power was not worthy of praise.

    "You want to kill a god just because of this embroidered pillow? Human being, there is really something wrong with your head!"

    Mercato sneered, raising his strong arm, and when he was about to swing the weapon in his hand to kill Wuchen instantly, he was surprised to find that his right arm could not move at all.

    Turning around, he saw that his right hand had been bound by an iron chain.

    "It's so boring. Is this the level of the so-called God? He is as fragile as a child He doesn't even have the fighting spirit to make my heart beat and my blood boil!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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