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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0507_part_02

Chapter 1203

chapter 0507 part 2

"Hera! Understand your current situation. You are no longer the high and mighty Queen (of Heaven)!"

A Woman wearing a Japanese Kimono looked at Hera with schadenfreude. Stepping on this Woman who used to be high above her gave her a twisted sense of revenge! Hera, however, was too arrogant to even spare her a glance, instead raising her head to look down upon the Lord of Dawn: "What did you promise her? The position of Queen (of Heaven)? It seems your taste is really poor. You're even interested in such trash."

The Goddess wearing the Japanese Kimono was furious! As one of the Three Noble Children of the Japanese Divine Pantheon, the Ruler of Takamagahara, and the personification of the Sun's Divinity, how could she endure such insult!

The Air around them seemed to suddenly solidify, and a surge of intense killing intent erupted from Amaterasu's Body.

The Lord of Dawn frowned at Hera, then looked back at the Olympian Gods who were trapped in a heavy siege, and his frown smoothed out again: "Cough cough! Hera, Amaterasu and her Takamagahara God System have chosen to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. In return, I will share the Power of the Pantheon with her!"

"You are a pragmatic person. Zeus is already dead. You Earth Deities have occupied the lofty positions for thousands of years. The Pantheon now needs a new Order!"

"I can give you a chance. Join us, and I will reserve a position for you in the Council of Elders of the Pantheon!" the Lord of Dawn coaxed.

Courting Hera was an impromptu decision by the Lord of Dawn. Once he ascended the Throne of the Pantheon as God King, his former Allies would become a Threat to his Power. Keeping a Queen (of Heaven) who had lost the support of the Olympian Pantheon might be useful to keep his Allies in check!

"Just you! The Master of the Pantheon! I don't think you can do it!"

A flash of Crimson Light, and a Figure suddenly appeared beside Hera. Frank leaned on his Dark Gold Great Staff, sizing up the Lord of Dawn from Head to Toe, clicking his tongue in disapproval.

The Lord of Dawn's face turned pitch black. His Body trembled violently. "What did you say?"

"He said you can't do it! I think you really can't do it!" Kane strode forward, giving the Lord of Dawn a cold stare.

"You're courting death! Hera, are they your reliance? What a joke! Just the two of them! Undeniably, they are very powerful! However, we have six thousand Gods and hundreds of thousands of Soldiers here. What are you two compared to that?" The Lord of Dawn glared fiercely at Kane and Frank, Threatening Hera: "I gave you a chance. Since you don't cherish it, then go die with Zeus!"

"Threatening a Woman! It seems you are indeed not a qualified Warrior!" Kane shook his Head, saying seriously: "I'm starting to doubt if Boss will be satisfied using trash like you to refine the Great Cosmic Star Banner!"

"Amaterasu! Kill them for me!"

The Lord of Dawn had completely lost his usual composure and strategic brilliance. He was so angered by Kane's disdainful, disgusted expression that he almost vomited blood.

Amaterasu gave Hera a venomous look, reached into the Void, and a mirror three feet six inches in diameter appeared in her hand. She raised the Yata no Kagami with both hands, about to shine it on Hera.

The next moment, she heard a deafening roar from above her head—

Amaterasu looked up and discovered that the Ceiling of the Pantheon had vanished! Through the roofless Great Hall, a Great Formation with stern gates and soaring killing intent appeared above her head.

The Heaven-Earth Net Great Formation, composed of one hundred and eight thousand Yellow Turban Warrior with solemn faces, resplendent armor, and surging Immortal Qi, was pressing down towards the Pantheon. The one hundred and eight thousand Yellow Turban Warrior could be carried by Tang Song and used as Dao Soldiers, naturally they were the elites among them. Each one's Cultivation Base was at least at the Core Formation Stage, cultivated by Boss Tang using Resources.

The Heaven-Earth Net Great Formation combined the strength of these Yellow Turban Warrior and bore down. The Continent of Gods tens of thousands of miles below seemed to be shaking, and Heaven and Earth rotated because of it.

Under this Power, the seemingly blessed and incredibly sturdy Pantheon was, at best, a raw Egg.

With just one Impact, the Pantheon was completely reduced to Ruins.

Under the combined efforts of one hundred and eight thousand Yellow Turban Warrior, supplemented by the Heavenly Court's most famous Heaven-Earth Net Great Formation, the Gods who attempted to resist were as fragile as Ants.

Falling into the Heaven-Earth Net Great Formation was like Mosquitoes falling into a Spiderweb.

"Competing in Manpower! You can't do that either!" Frank, carrying the Dark Gold Great Staff, walked up to the Lord of Dawn, who was being escorted by two Yellow Turban Warrior. He reached out and patted his head, blew a whistle, and mockingly said.

"Boss Kane, how should we Deal with these Prisoners?"

"Take them back to Boss! He will decide!" Kane watched as the Yellow Turban Warrior tied up the Gods like pigs being taken to slaughter. His gaze fell on Hera: "Madam, you need to come with me! Boss wants to see you!"

Soul Ferryman World, Ancient Kunlun, now The Moon. Inside a Palace that seemed to have existed since time immemorial.

An Empress wearing a luxurious emperor's crown was gracefully brewing Tea Infusion with her bare hands. It was hard to imagine from her fair and slender fingers that this was the World Master of a World, an Ancient God of Kunlun!

The Azure Bird as a messenger, the Profound Maiden as an Attendant. In Ancient Eastern Mythology, she had another name, Queen Mother of the West! It was not difficult to guess the Identity of this Ancient God from the Storyline of Soul Ferryman.

Although this World did not have a Heavenly Court, there were only a few people in the Eastern Mythology Pantheon who were qualified to command the Nine Heavens Profound Maiden and Heavenly Maiden Ya.

The Queen Mother of the West brewed tea with her bare hands, her phoenix eyes sharp, sweeping over the two "Guests"! Those who could be called Guests by this Ancient God of Kunlun, who was in a sense the Master of this Nebula World, naturally had extraordinary Identities.

One of the "unwelcome" Guests was Boss Tang, dressed in a Daoist Robe. At this time, Boss Tang was not wearing his usual white custom Suit, but had changed into a Daoist Robe. His Long Hair was casually tied up with an Azure Jade Hairpin, making him look like an unkempt Taoist Priest.

Compared to his usual self, he had a bit more leisurely elegance and a bit less Domineering Aura.

However, the fat, light yellow Orange Cat curled up at the Queen Mother of the West's feet would look up at Boss Tang from time to time, its Cat's Eyes filled with lingering Fear.

Every time it looked up at Tang Song's face, it seemed to relive the terror of being held in that large palm! Opposite Tang Song sat a thin, emaciated Old Monk with a clear appearance—

"Please have some tea, both of you!" The Queen Mother of the West brought the two brewed Tea Cups before them.

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