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Chapter 257 Turns out to be illiterate (please subscribe, read, vote and comment)
Doesn’t this madman, the Spirit of Los Angeles, want to play in the water?
Martin played with her to the end.

He revealed the mark on his hand, and the power from the American gods began to surge. The authority of the Quetzalcoatl priest was still in him and had never left him.

The power of the sun was summoned, and the sunlight fell down and turned into rainbow wings, carrying him into the sky. The sunlight meandered down and formed a snake body like it was made of gold.

The sword of illumination shone brightly in Martin's hand, illuminating the earth, sweeping across inch by inch, and clearly illuminating everything in the water, the past, present, and future.

"Fuck me!"

Constantine looked at the image of Quetzalcoatl in the sky, his eyes almost popped out, and asked Taiwu with trembling fingers: "Has your junior brother always been so powerful? Can he even get the power of Quetzalcoatl?"

Zatanna, who is also a member of the mysterious side, can understand Constantine. Things of the American pantheon have always been mysterious, not to mention the only God-King who gave up his own pantheon.

Tai Wu looked calm and said calmly, "Junior brother is not an ordinary person. He often has supernatural signs. This is nothing new."

Although he didn't know the status of Quetzalcoatl, Martin had become a great god in the Chinese pantheon.

This kind of thing happens once, but once you get used to it, you won't make such a fuss about it next time.

The Spirit of Los Angeles looked at the colorful light falling on itself without any reaction, then clapped its hands, creating huge waves.

It shouted, "You are just wishful thinking if you want to defeat me with these fancy moves!"

"Take one of my moves!"

The Spirit of Los Angeles gathered his hands together, the water spirit beads rotated and glowed, and a huge water cannon was fired from below, directly hitting the Quetzalcoatl god summoned by Martin.

This guy is actually illiterate?

Martin frowned, and turned the Zhaodan Divine Sword in his hand. The clear light swept across, clearly illuminating the water cannon shooting from below.

Then, Quetzalcoatl flapped its rainbow wings, and the sunlight began to gather. In the blink of an eye, it formed a huge sunlight cannon that blasted directly towards the earth.

Boom!

This strike penetrates heaven and earth!
The sunlight cannon passed through the middle of the water cannon, instantly evaporating the heavy water droplets, and then fell directly on the head of the Spirit of Los Angeles.

Vast light and heat burst out instantly, and huge shock waves expanded outward, forming surging hot winds that evaporated the flood and formed large areas of blank areas.

The power of the sun cannon has not yet dissipated, and the heat is still maintained, preventing the flowing floods from filling the blank areas attacked by the artillery fire.

Most of the body of the Spirit of Los Angeles was evaporated, but with the protection of the Water Spirit Pearl, the flow of water slowly restored its body to a normal human form.

The Spirit of Los Angeles was very angry, but also confused. It really didn't know what this thing floating in the sky was.

Even though Quetzalcoatl is the main god of the Americas, the Spirit of Los Angeles is the spirit of the city, not the land.

By the time Los Angeles became a city, the Native Americans had long been killed, and those who survived were kept in captivity.

Those epics sung in blood and tears will naturally not be taken seriously by the white people who are their masters, and they are not qualified to become some kind of mainstream culture, nor can they leave a place in the memory of the city's spirit.

So it cursed: "You despicable mortal, if you have the ability, use your own ability to fight me to the death, don't use the power of these demons."

"idiot!"

Martin didn't bother to pay attention to this illiterate city spirit.

Summoning gods is an essential part of Taoist magic.

Although various classics say that gods reside in heaven, that is the gathering of pure air, which cannot contaminate the turbid bodies of mortals, and therefore it is impossible for them to be called down to earth.

But when the various sects fought, they called on the gods more vigorously than each other, wishing to call down all the ancestors of their own sect. Now Martin did not call on the predecessors of Shushan, but used his own power to summon the divine appearance of Quetzalcoatl, which was quite good.

Although all the predecessors of Shushan combined are no match for Quetzalcoatl's summons, this is not important. What is important is the summoning process rather than the object.

"Illiterate man without eyes, I am too lazy to explain to you the difference between God and magic."

Martin stood in the sky, looking down at the City Spirit, and said with a little impatience: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it. Get out of here immediately. There is no place for you in the next war with the demons."

As he spoke, he launched his attack.

The divine figure waved his rainbow wings, and the energy of the sun gathered into points of light, which then fell from the sky and turned into sun cannons, exploding directly into the flood and the earth.

That day, the people of Los Angeles felt the joy of a little boy falling from the sky amid the bombardment of the sun cannon.

The replica of Los Angeles constructed by the Spirit of Los Angeles using the Water Spirit Pearl was evaporated in an instant.

The flood also stopped its momentum of expanding outward because the source of the flood was directly flattened by the sun cannon.

The Spirit of Los Angeles kept fleeing in the dazzling light. The Water Spirit Pearl kept repairing its body, but it could not catch up with the speed of the sunlight cannon bombardment, causing it to run around on the ground dragging its broken body.

“Exaggerated, outrageous!”

Constantine cursed under his breath. Although he was a great wizard, he was not rich enough to cast such spells casually.

This is also because he has not witnessed the war of gods in the Egyptian desert, otherwise he would not be so surprised as he is now.

"What are you doing?"

"Fuck, the sun is setting? Hiccup—"

The black community members led by Phoenix saw the sun cannon falling from the sky and just woke up, they were frightened and fainted.

"I wanted to have a good talk with you, but since you are so unreasonable, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Martin, riding the Quetzalcoatl, chased after him relentlessly.

Wherever the Spirit of Los Angeles goes, his bombing will follow.

In the end, the Spirit of Los Angeles couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to use the Water Spirit Pearl to change into other forms to escape Martin's pursuit.

But under the influence of the Sword of Zhaodan, no matter where the Spirit of Los Angeles runs, it can always be found, and then the sunlight cannon will fall from the sky and hit it directly on the head.

After being bombed for the hundredth time, the Spirit of Los Angeles completely returned to its spiritual state. Although the Water Spirit Pearl was still by its side, it could no longer help it condense its body.

"You can take my life, but you can't insult my dignity."

With nowhere to run, the Spirit of Los Angeles toughened up and turned to face Martin.

"I want you barbarians to know that Los Angeles will always belong to me, and no one can take this city away from me."

Martin's response was simple and crude, with only two words:
"Shabi!"

"Now is the time to decide who is the winner and who is right. This is not the time for you to have a chuunibyou."

"If you have the ability, show it and fight me. If you don't have the ability, just shut up and be sealed obediently."

　Three more updates, done!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)