Those Years when Marvel was a Superhero - v12 Chapter 165

In Gore’s gaze, I saw only a giant with a dark body holding a black long sword and knocked down the omnipotent **** in Gore’s eyes from the sky. The majestic gods who had originally appeared to be majestic became abnormally embarrassed at that moment.

There is also his friend who came with the god, and he was also shot down from the sky by the black giant. The golden **** lost his brilliance in an instant, he was lying on the ground covered with dust, his hair was scattered, and he had no image. The original majesty and nobleness disappeared.

Gore, who was looking at everything from a height, looked down on the dusty god. For the first time, he thought that the so-called **** was nothing more than that! What does he call omnipotence? Why is it now hit like a dead dog on the ground, even without the power to fight back?

It turns out that the so-called gods are not omnipotent and invincible! In Gore’s heart, the awe of the gods shattered a little.

The people of Gore did not know what was happening. They only saw their gods who bowed and prayed day and night. They were beaten down from the sky by human beings, and they seemed to lose their glory. This makes these people feel a kind of panic. They ran around and howled like headless flies, as if the sky had collapsed from the moment the **** was beaten from the sky.

They panicked and didn’t know what to do, everyone was running, and some were running towards where the gods fell. There are even people who want to pull up the golden gods that fell in the potholes. Because they do n’t know how they should live after losing their gods.

The gods are their heaven, and they are used to this kind of life. I work hard every day and then exchange for meager food, and then struggle to survive. All this has become their daily life, what should they do without such daily life? Nobody knows. For people who do not know how to live in the future, the unknown is the most terrible.

Even if you continue to live the days of exploitation, because you know how to live the rest of the day.

Gore stood incredibly on the platform of the shrine and watched his clan people running and calling, they were performing terrifying expressions on earth. They knelt down and worshiped around the pit where the gods fell, hoping to exchange their godly prayers for the awakening and resurrection of the gods.

Gore also saw many clan people who used to work with themselves on the construction site actually raise wooden sticks and stones. They were not planning to do anything to the gods, but were preventing the black giant from approaching the golden gods.

“Am I crazy, or is this world crazy?” Gore stood on the platform for the first time and felt that he could no longer understand his people. What are they doing? Should n’t it be the best time now? Your own family can escape oppression and slavery by the golden gods, what are they doing? Do they want to use the wooden sticks and stones in their hands to stop the black giant and the powerful sword in his hand? !

“Go away! Stay away from our god!”

Gore saw a strong man holding a stick and shouting at the black giant. This Zhuanghenger knew that he was a former worker on the site, his name was Iger. He did not understand why Iger had to stand in front of the **** to protect it. Did Iger forget the experience of their family? !

Iger’s father was unable to get food because of his decay and inability to work on the construction site. So he chose to self-disruption and contributed his body to his family’s resources and food. And Iger ’s mother, she was executed because she found a mang sheep but did not report it in time.

Has Iger forgotten how much sin this **** has brought to their family? Why should he stand in front of the **** to block his opponent? Shouldn’t Iger make way for the big man to pierce the god’s heart directly with his long sword, and then let the **** die? ! Why should he stop this **** man? Fear that this **** man will become a more tyrannical **** to oppress himself and others?

What’s so scary! As long as you can kill this cruel golden god, even if you let yourself die immediately, you are willing! Let go, Iger! Ger yelled inwardly.

The black giant didn’t slow down because of the blocking of Iger and others. When he gently waved his long sword, the blocking of Iger and others turned into a joke. In an instant they all turned into gaseous components. Gore watched his former companions all turn into smoke in a flash, and he still doesn’t understand why these people do these things.

In Gore’s eyes, the black giant stepped closer and closer to the golden deity. Geer shouted inwardly: “Kill him! Kill him!”

Geer hoped that the golden **** would lie in the deep pit and could not resist. But his wish fell through. The gods who had lost their splendour suddenly burst into golden light, and the people who bowed and prayed around the deep pit gave out tremendous applause, as if their backbone had returned. They were bathed in golden light, and then … they were all burnt into coke.

And the golden gods and the black giants once again fought together, and those of their own tribes were affected by the airflow of the battle, causing countless deaths and injuries. But there are still many people shouting for the golden god, hoping he can win.

Gore’s eyes are getting colder and colder. He has no idea what the world is all about. Why should we encourage and cry for the oppressors? ! The battle between the black giant and the golden **** ended in the victory of the black giant, and the golden **** was knocked down. The tribes who watched everything from afar broke out in howling.

But the friend who came with the **** did not know where to appear. He suddenly appeared and stabbed the body of the black giant with a sharp knife. The giant who had just won fell before he could celebrate. But before he died, he also tore the guy who attacked him in half.

“Are everyone dead?” Gore looked at the three motionless demon gods ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ He walked carefully towards the bodies of the three. When he walked to the body of the golden god, the god’s body moved. He is not dead yet! Gore’s eyes widened.

The golden **** looked at Gore and said with blood on the corner of his mouth: “Save me.”

Gore was taken aback. He stepped back a few steps in a row, tripped over the black giant’s long sword. He glanced at the black long sword, and with little thought he picked up the long sword. He walked to the golden deity, and the deity looked at him: “Save me, I can make you my spokesperson, and you will be the highest leader except for this planet.”

Hearing the god’s wish to be the official, Geer only felt ridiculous. He said coldly, “No, you are still dead!” Geer raised his sword and inserted it into the heart of the god! The **** swallowed his last breath, and the drought-prone planet suddenly began to rain.

All the people of Gore who were watching from afar were frightened by what Gore did. And Geer looked up at the people around him who pointed and even abused him. He raised his head and let the rain wet his face. At this moment Gore knew that he would never come together with his stupid people. He has his own mission.

And the black sword held by Gore kept pumping the power of the golden gods, sending those forces into Gore’s body. He knew he needed to do more. For example, kill all the demon gods above!

Note: The black **** is the **** of symbiosis, and his sword is the black blood sword. The black blood sword can absorb the power of the gods to its master. The birth of Gore is actually a will of the universe, a check and balance method to balance the misconduct of gods. The gods of black blood sword and symbiosis are actually Gore’s previous lives.

… Writing Chinese network m.