I'm starting a mythical revival in Tokyo

Chapter 165 There's a hole in your hand
"Is this your true face, Cerberus? It is such an ugly face."

"Ugly? Why, do you think you're handsome, traitor?"

In front of the huge Cerberus, St. George was as small as dust, but he was not panicked at all. In his legendary career, he had killed countless such large monsters.

"Holy Light, give me glory!"

St. George's body shone brightly, and he looked like a walking sun on earth. The grassland under his feet grew rapidly under the light, and in a moment it turned into a lush forest.

In other words, only St. George's shouting has this effect. If it is other Christian paladins, whether they can get some blessings depends on whether Grandpa Christ is happy.

Cerberus, whose vision was blocked by several-meter-high weeds, was quite disdainful of this. Holy light? Can your light illuminate hell?
Being stuck in this forest of weeds would be a disadvantage for many people, but Cerberus was not one of them.

His nose can accurately find prisoners who are trying to escape from hell in the underworld filled with sulfur, resentment, and sadness. This is no ordinary nose, this is a powerful nose!

Even if every weed carried the scent of St. George, he could still smell where St. George was, that rotten and dead scent that he couldn't hide from.

"Wang!"

Cerberus swung his claws violently, cutting off the weeds in front of him at the roots. He was sure that St. George had just been there.

But his claws didn't cut anything, only a piece of weeds fell to the ground.

"Humph, Saint George, why don't you attack? Are you planning to sneak attack me like a dog?"

"Cerberus, don't try to provoke me. I have my own ways to deal with monsters like you."

Means? I really don't see it.

This several-meter-high wild grass forest did conceal his whereabouts, but he could not get close to Cerberus. The venom sprayed by the poisonous snakes on his body was not something the wild grass could withstand.

If you want to attack Cerberus, you either have to evaporate the entire ground or rush into the venom and fight him for three hundred rounds. Cerberus still has the advantage of terrain.

St. George chose the former.

Cerberus' claw did almost hit him, but he dodged it. Now he was standing on a distant hillside. Only his several holy light clones were distracting Cerberus in the weed forest.

If Cerberus, who is in charge of the law of knowledge and has the ability to see through false illusions, was here, St. George's little trick would be seen through immediately, but he is not here.

St. George on the hillside raised his holy sword, and brilliant light gathered on his sword.

"You are the dragon!"

St. George's most famous dragon-slaying legend states that as long as the opponent is a dragon, the effectiveness of his attack will at least triple.

Cerberus is definitely not a dragon, but it doesn’t matter. Attributes can be changed. Just add the attributes of a dragon to him. He has just added the identity of a dragon to Cerberus.

Under the cover of the wild grass and forest, it was not until St. George's light cannon rushed in front of Cerberus that he realized it was too late to hide.

Cerberus was not careless, his nose was always searching for the direction of St. George, but the whole weed forest was filled with the breath of holy light, and St. George's clone was moving inside, which greatly hindered his actions.

When St. George's sword swept through the forest and came in front of him, it was impossible to dodge and he could only fight hard!
"Heh, if the other two guys were here, they would definitely not let you hit them."

"You are totally unharmed!"

St. George was extremely surprised. This was the first time that someone, after he had given him the identity of a dragon, could remain unharmed after being hit by his dragon-slaying sword.

If Lilith were here instead, St. George's holy light would indeed cause huge damage to her, even without adding the identity of a dragon. The holy light naturally has the ability to double the damage to the evil camp.

But Cerberus is not in the evil camp. Even though he is full of foul language and poison, he is absolutely neutral.

The entire underworld is absolutely neutral. They are just law enforcers between life and death. They don’t care whether you are kind or evil. The only thing in this world that can cause special attacks to him is Mo Gui’s disdain.

"You're surprised. It seems like you don't have anything on your mind."

Cerberus was right. All the memories in St. George's mind came from the books praising him. That was the common impression of him among the believers. Nothing in it could stop him, not to mention that he remained unharmed after receiving his dragon-slaying holy sword.

Most people would run away if they encountered a monster that even their ultimate skills could not break through. But St. George would not do that. It was his duty to deal with powerful enemies that threatened Christianity.

“The Lord is with me.”

This is not an invincible skill like Joan of Arc, this is just to cheer myself up and call for help from the Christians.

St. George picked up the holy sword and shield and rushed forward, stepping on the venom all over the ground and fighting Cerberus hand to hand. Every sword strike killed countless poisonous snakes on his body, but could not pierce his skin.

Cerberus has three heads, one for each of the three laws: protection, path, and knowledge.

The dog-head in charge of knowledge can see through all illusions, understand the truth, and is responsible for finding fugitives. The dog-head in charge of roads can travel through the void, open up a road anywhere, and is responsible for hunting down targets.

The Cerberus who is fighting with St. George now is in charge of protection. He is the main force in the battle, making the three-headed dog of hell invulnerable to swords and guns. The poisonous snakes that were chopped down are just some hairs on his body. They fall off, and he himself has a hair shedding period anyway. But if you want to hurt him, you have to use the rules!

Is there a law for St. George?
He has nothing!

His true identity was just a Roman officer who was executed by Diocletian for pleading for Christians. He had no rules at all, and everything he did was achieved by relying on his huge faith.

His fighting ability was indeed outstanding, but trying to break the defense of the law with the incense of faith was like using a stick to attack the armor of a tank. It was a waste of effort!

Previously, Cerberus drilled into the horse's belly and St. George was helpless. Now St. George wanted to do the same, but he couldn't.

There are also poisonous snakes in Cerberus's belly and venom under his feet, so he can't get in!
"Are you lamenting your own incompetence, Saint George?"

Cerberus used his mad dog punches continuously, beating Saint George so hard that he couldn't raise his head. He had never fought such a frustrating battle in his life!
Can't break the defense!

This really broke his defense!
At this moment, Christ’s big hand came, a real big hand.

Thousands of miles of clouds gathered together at this moment and turned into a giant palm covering an area of ​​100 miles in radius. The palm was so clear and real that even the fingerprints on it could be clearly distinguished.

"Wow, wow, your Christ really loves you and even comes to help you. Hey, I heard that your priest likes little boys. Do you have a relationship with Christ that goes beyond friendship?"

"You Christ-slandering dog!"

People's imagination of St. George was so beautiful that he couldn't even utter a swear word. "Evil dog" was the most vicious word he could use to curse Cerberus.

The two did not continue fighting. Christ took action, and St. George only needed to drag Cerberus here. If Cerberus did not escape, there was no need for him to continue attacking.

Cerberus was now sitting quietly by the side, showing no signs of running away, as obedient as a good dog waiting for his master to pat his head.

Although Christ's great hand was about to come down to touch him, Cerberus was certainly not waiting for him, he was waiting for Mogui.

As the saying goes, when you beat a dog, you have to look at its owner. You, St. George, can shake Christ, but you think he is a real dog without an owner, right?

The dog tag around his neck wasn't worn for nothing, and Christ didn't need him to deal with anything, so of course he just sat there and waited for the boss.

The big hand of Christ is quite impressive, and it can be clearly seen even in the Moon Temple.

Would Mogui allow others to beat his lackeys? Of course not!
A dark light descended from the sky. Sensing this light, the big hand changed suddenly, and the palm turned into the back of the hand, confronting the light descended from Mo Gui head-on.

"Ding!"

With a loud bang that spread throughout North America, the two forces collided at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

The giant hand made of clouds was lowered, but the light was firmly blocked in mid-air.

The black light dissipated, and a spear revealed its shape. The spiral spear body split into two spear heads at the tip, and the blood-red spear spewed hot air like a living thing.

Poseidon has a trident and Zeus has a thunder scepter. Mogui felt that it was too low for him as the King of Hell to wear an invisibility helmet, so he made himself a spiral double-pronged fork, just like a cake fork, but it was blood red.

Moreover, its appearance is exactly the same as the artifact in a well-known anime in the previous life. That artifact is called Longinus.

Xiangxiang's torture song "Ode to Joy" should be played here

The spiral double-pronged fork suddenly rotated, and the two spear heads merged into one, becoming a spear. The spiral spear body unfolded, and a stream of heat gushed out, and the power of the spear became stronger.

Using a point to break the surface has been a method that has been used since ancient times. Christ's big hand that covered a hundred miles could not stop the attack of a spear after all. A huge hole appeared on his white hand, and the spear was inserted straight in front of Cerberus.

"Hey, Saint George, does that hole look like your master has been crucified again?"

"Despicable evil dog!"

St. George was about to draw his sword to fight again, when the voice of Christ was heard from the sky.

"George, come back."

Cerberus immediately followed up with a mocking tone: "George, come back, hahahahaha, this is really like calling a dog!"

St. George turned and left. He was furious when Christ was cursed, but he didn't care when people cursed him.

"Cerberus, get my gun back."

"Hey, okay boss!"

Cerberus wagged his tail, held his spear in his mouth, and happily joined the other Cerberus who came to pick him up. Unlike St. George, he was a real dog!
Back at the Temple of the Moon, Venus and Hermes had already put on wreaths symbolizing marriage, romantic red roses. Venus liked them very much, but Hermes' face was distorted beyond recognition.

"Boss, don't you have a banquet at your wedding? Did you save some for me?"

Mo Gui didn't say anything. You still want to eat at this wedding? What the hell do you want!

But Venus spoke up: "Cerberus, I am not able to hold a banquet for the gods now. If you want, you can come to me on earth."

She is no longer the main god, and her status is very low. Humiliation is not important, what is important is to stay alive.

She was happy to please Cerberus, who had just saved her life, even if she was ridiculed.

It is easier to please a dog than to please the gods.

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