Chapter 927 Unfair

"Really? Athena has taken back part of the God of War's authority, and the fourth generation God King of Olympus has finally begun to return to his throne..."

In the boundless void, a young man emitting pure white flames, as bright as a star, murmured to himself.

"Don't you care about Li Rui? He is the one who shows off the most, seizing three artifacts, breaking through the secret diamond, and eating a god clone! Those who thought he was dead were all dumbfounded when they heard the news!"

Hearing his companion's nagging, the young man with blond hair and golden eyes frowned slightly, as if he remembered something unhappy.

"Why should I care about him? I haven't settled the matter with him about the Archangel Legion yet?"

"Isn't that just right? The [Virtual Godhead] technology he captured this time is a bit interesting. Maybe it can be combined with our Archangel Legion! I just want to take this opportunity to touch them!"

Grace, who has grown to nearly 1.8 meters tall and has a curvy front and back, said excitedly.

The blond boy next to her changed his expression and pondered for a long time.

"We can test them out and ask them what the specific price will be to pay for Uriel... No, let's talk to Raphael. If they don't agree, they will say that we are almost unable to withstand it."

The blond boy raised his eyebrows and followed his line of sight. A deep and dark passage spanning an unknown number of kilometers came into view.

Weird and evil black mist surged in the passage. Billions of pure angels flapped their wings and released infinite holy light, firmly suppressing these invisible energies that were ready to move.

Vaguely, something huge was squirming in the black mist, and the "waves" it created could easily crush tens of thousands of angels into ashes.

A shrill, dull roar seemed to come from deep underground. The tall blond boy spread out his wings made of light, scattering countless pure white feathers.

These feathers quickly turned into angels with blurred faces, one after another, blocking the gap in the passage!

"The [Gate of Hell] will connect to the present world sooner or later. This is the coupling between the two planes. Michael, you cannot suppress it alone."

"It takes as long as it takes. Those lambs need time to grow."

"Speaking of growing up..."

Grace suddenly turned her head to look at Michael, touched the top of his head with her hands, and found that he was almost a head taller than him.

"We descend to the earth to reach a higher throne of God. Michael, if you don't let go of your divinity and pride, you will never be able to grow..."

"In the end, even if you ascend to the throne of God again and ascend to the sky, you will only return to the starting point."

The bright six-winged seraph slowly disappeared. In the dark void, the blond boy's eyes were like eternal stars, looking down at the [Gate of Hell] at his feet calmly.

However, the rolling and writhing black mist was reflected in the depths of his pure gold pupils, as if something was struggling.

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"The [Primordial Arcane Well] fell into the hands of China... that's fine..."

In the gorgeous study room, Debra Sank, wearing a purple robe, stood respectfully, waiting for her instructor's instructions.

The white-haired old man in a simple black robe tapped his fingers gently on the table, making a rhythmic beat.

"Compared to the [Primordial Arcane Well], I am more interested in the young [Immortal True Dragon]. Debra, do you know him?"

Looking at the curious gaze sent by the teacher, Debra Sank shook her head bitterly.

"Only his public information can be found. If you want to delve deeper, you will definitely touch [China's] counterintelligence network."

"Don't you young people communicate with each other?"

Debra Sank: "..."

To exaggerate, at my age I am old enough to be his grandmother. What do we call young people?

She secretly cursed in her heart, but Debra Sank could not refute it. In front of her mentor who was over a century old, she would always be a little girl who had not grown up.

"Li Rui is the strongest [Dragon of the Kingdom] in the new generation of [China]. I haven't had the opportunity to communicate with him yet."

Changing the topic abruptly, Debra Sank couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart.

A secret diamond in her early twenties, what were you doing when you were twenty?

If things continue to develop at this rate, maybe it’s not that we won’t have the chance to contact him in the future, but that we won’t be qualified!

After all, even looking up to the gods is a luxury for humble mortal beings. The aura of the gods themselves is enough to distort and crush the bodies and minds of mortals...

However, I finally have the opportunity to advance to the rough stone, so at least I am qualified to look at him directly, right?

Grinning in amusement, Debra Sank saw the disappointed expression in her tutor's eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

If she wasn't so talented, how could he accept her as his direct disciple?

Normally, Debra is definitely a genius among geniuses!

But she happened to be born in a great and magnificent era!

The gods from the heavens have descended to the earth, and there are also the proud sons of heaven who were born to suit the times and who have the exclusive favor of fate!

But even among these monsters, Li Rui is the most eye-catching one!

Devouring Baqi and slaying gods with his sword, even if three Seraphs join forces, they will be eclipsed by his light.

Now, even the Dragon God from another world has been poisoned!

The reputation of the [Immortal True Dragon] resounds across both worlds, and even spreads to more planes, with a power that could overwhelm an era.

Being in the same era as him is the tragedy of all other geniuses!

It's not that they are not good enough, it's that the young man who likes to devour gods cannot be measured with the eyes of mortal things!

Comparing ordinary humans with him is unfair!

"Debra, don't belittle yourself. After going through this battle, I believe you will be able to put on the black robe soon. When the time comes to take charge of the council's artifact, you may not be inferior to that real dragon."

Looking at the old man's kind smile, even though she knew it was to comfort herself, Debra Sank still felt a touch of warmth in her heart.

"I will try my best, mentor."

"Well, let's talk about the man named Wade next. The [Secret Banquet Association] showed itself to the world openly and openly this time. It always feels a bit deliberate."

When it came to business, Debra Sank looked serious.

"Maybe they just don't care."

"oh?"

"Judging from the information they have displayed so far, the [Secret Banquet Association] is definitely on the same level as the Seven Gods, or even... a bit higher!"

Thinking of Wade's words about using the plane as the dining table and the gods and all things in the world as the delicacies, Debra Sank shuddered subconsciously.

This kind of pattern, even in the ancient mythological period, when several major civilizations were in their heyday, was slightly inferior!

In modern times, it is estimated that only the ancient civilization that has survived completely, [China], with its bottomless foundation, can barely compare with it.