Chapter 47: The 13th God (2)
This snake bastard!
Behemoth slammed his head into the ground to shake off Bramensia, who was holding him tight.
It was simply pounded in the head, but it was a disaster if the weight hit the ground.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-
Dust billowed beyond the clouds as if an explosion had occurred from the bottom of the planet.
The power was that great.
Whoops! This stupid beast!
Bramencia groaned at the shock that spread throughout her body.
No matter how hard it was, Behemoth, the largest in the universe, threw his body and attacked it, so it was hard to bear.
He fully opened the power of the marbles.
The golden light came out steadily, and it expanded with mass all at once.
Aww!!
All the marbles he had are the 'power of the planet' he ate so far.
The power of the marbles made by compressing them was impossible to withstand, no matter how behemoth.
No matter how big your size is, can you give it a single star? Get crushed and die like this!
Bramencia loosened his neck and flew again.
It was decided that it would be difficult to suffocate by strangling that thick neck.
Instead, I focused on the power of the marble.
At the same time, he held the breath in his mouth.
It was intended to annihilate the existence of the Behemoth together with this land without leaving a trace.
Go away, fake beast!
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo good!!
Breath was fired.
Previously, he was not able to exert his power by being pushed by a massive beam of light, but his breath was known to be a very intimidating technique even among the 12 gods.
No one can stand it if it is orthodox.
"All of them are Bongshinjin (封神陣)."
A purple light was shot at the point where the breath fell.
The dark-haired boy, Prometheus, jumped up to it with his purple eyes flashing.
At the same time, the strange monsters he summoned began to chant unknown spells from their respective positions.
As the purple light resonated with him, it began to take on a darker color.
Shortly thereafter, an old ancient text appeared around it, and it began to wander around the purple light like a satellite.
Prometheus saw it and muttered.
"Seal the power of God."
faster than the rate at which the breath falls.
His new model jumped through space once.
Arriving in front of the purple light, Prometheus joined the index and thumb of both hands in a triangle shape towards the breath falling overhead.
"Ark of the vassal."
A magic spell that seals the power of the gods.
Breath attacked Prometheus.
Originally, it was normal that his figure should have disappeared without a trace due to the power of Breath that ripped apart even the space.
However.
[Suction (吸)]
gurgling-
With a bizarre sound, the breath began to be sucked into the triangular hands.
After fully sucking in, Prometheus released his hands and landed down, breathing heavily.
"Heh, heh, heh, heh!"
White steam flowed from his body enough to obscure his appearance.
The skin also turned pale every moment. It was the price of sealing the power of God.
It was only blocked once, but his condition deteriorated rapidly.
No matter how much Bramensia's breath was, I thought it would last at least two or three times.
"You don't have to be frustrated. It's great to be able to block it once.
Jormungand stood silently behind him and looked up at the sky.
The golden dragon floating in the sky was looking down without a reaction.
He couldn't read his head, but Jormungand seemed to have a rough idea of what he was thinking.
"It's incredibly embarrassing."
Even if there was no change in his expression, the man who was running wildly became calm.
It was a sign of a lot of thinking.
Jormungand reached out to Prometheus.
As black mana was supplied to him, the amount of white steam flowing out decreased significantly.
Prometheus' skin came alive again.
It was time to let out a short breath and stood up from his seat.
who are you guys
Bramensia's voice came from above.
Dare to take my breath... Whoops!
Just as he was about to express his anger, Behemoth got up and slammed him with his horns.
Where to sell your eyes!
Bramensia's body bounced off in the distance, destroying the part of the Dragon Mountains where the remains of the remains.
ugh-
However, Behemoth was probably not okay, his body leaned forward.
Heavy dust that rises.
Jormungand and Prometheus moved in the direction of his head.
There was a huge head of a Behemoth with a tired expression on his face.
"Are you still fighting ignorantly?"
At her voice, Behemoth rolled her eyes and looked at her.
Are you Jormungand?
Long time no see.
What are you doing now? Come out quickly if you can help.
"There was a lot to prepare. The timing was pretty tight. If I didn't make it on time, maybe I should have watched you die.
funny sound.
Behemoth stood up again.
It looked like a landslide as the dust fell.
Taking a weary breath, he saw the dark-haired boy next to her.
he asked, frowned.
what is that guy What makes you feel like an owner?
"You will see it."
huh. You must have a lot to explain to your master, Jormungand.
Prometheus, who had been quietly beside him until now, took out a white staff from the subspace.
A blue bead hung from the staff's head, which looked like a flower bud.
Behemoth's big eyes widened when he saw it.
that!
"I had a bit of trouble getting it. Prometheus, show your skills and come."
Yes.
Prometheus held the staff in his right hand and spread his sword with his left hand in front.
Opening.
Black mana tinged with purple swirled.
The staff's flower buds were in full bloom.
When the light came on the blue marble, he said to everyone.
"Please help."
The monsters of this type shook their heads, crossed their legs, and began to memorize unknown spells again.
The trash bastards are glowing.
Bramencia flew back again, pushing the remnants of the mountain range.
His eyes, unlike before, were stained with a ferocious red color.
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