Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 97 Don't Think of Winning the Resurrection Game (Please subscribe, recommend monthly tickets, invest in collections)
Martin didn't say anything and fired a sun gun directly at him.

Gods themselves are invisible, but if they want to exert power in the material world, they need to have a concrete form.

The authority of the God of Darkness is declining, and he especially needs such a form to exert his power.

The black-robed man in front of him has more brains than the God of War and the Demon God combined.

Martin was determined to kill the other party as quickly as possible to prevent him from causing any trouble.

boom!
When the Sunlight Spear was halfway in its flight, it suddenly split apart at the tip of the spear, turning into a large net that pounced towards the God of Darkness.

The God of Darkness raised his hands, and the thick darkness turned into a curtain, which he shook towards the power grid, immediately wiping out the electric lights that kept jumping in the air.

"This is my territory. You think you can kill me by yourself? That's too arrogant!"

The darkness continued to surge, like an insatiable beast, greedily devouring everything in the world.

Pretending!

Martin snorted disdainfully and raised his hand to use magic, but the sunlight shot out from the snake staff began to twist and deform as soon as it left the end of the staff, and eventually became a mass of something that no one knew what to call.

He frowned and tried several different divine arts and magic, but all ended up with the same result.

The divine arts and magic had just taken shape when they were distorted into something completely different, jumping around like some kind of primitive abstract painting.

Just one look at it makes people feel uncomfortable and they wish they could poke their eyes out.

"This is the power of darkness. This world belongs to chaos. The world where order lasts forever under the sun that Quetzalcoatl imagined will never come true."

The voice of the God of Darkness was very crazy.

He is an evil god. Nice words like calm in the face of danger and steady as a rock have nothing to do with him.

As the dark shell continues to spread, the nature of chaos gradually becomes apparent.

Martin stared at the approaching darkness and suddenly realized something.

After the God of Darkness got Quetzalcoatl drunk, the first thing he did was not to seize the kingship or to unite the gods. Instead, he raped Princess Turan and then lured the city of Turan into a life of decadence and debauchery.

The old gods are always driven by their own divine power to face the whole world.

Therefore, their actions are their essence.

So-called magic is nothing more than a set of rules that constrain power.

It is normal that the God of Darkness can even penetrate the ethical and moral system and distort some divine arts and magic.

"Priest of Quetzalcoatl, if you surrender, you will still retain your title. I am a generous god and I promise to give you anything you want."

The Dark Lord forced Martin to run around, laughing, feeling as high as he could be.

"I have never seen anyone as shameless as you."

"Heh, you're destroying the ethical and moral system to bring about the coming of darkness. You're really good at defeating Quetzalcoatl."

Martin directly exposed the essence of the God of Darkness. His colorful feather cloak opened up and turned into huge wings, dropping drops of light rain, restoring all the distorted magic.

The sunlight kept bouncing in the darkness, pulling out golden lasers that divided the greedy darkness into pieces of difficult-to-reach areas.

"The era of God-given ethics and morality is over. God can distort the system of ethics and morality, and humans can rebuild this system."

"Times have changed. Your days of being high and mighty are over. Wake up to my iron fist!"

Martin shouted loudly, and a torrent of golden divine power instantly filled every corner of the pyramid. A huge shadow pressed down on the defenseless man in black.

The darkness swept through, and everything that had become chaotic because of the collapse of the ethical order, even the physical form, all recovered and became what Martin had just seen. Diana stood patiently in the darkness, waiting for the unknown enemy to attack her, and then her eyes were filled with golden divine light, and her ears were filled with the sound of torrents colliding.

"Does this damn guide have to be so capable? Can't he just make a mistake and let me enjoy the thrill of battle?"

Diana was very helpless. She had never seen such a capable man in a long time or at all.

She slowly opened her eyes. The torrent of divine power had become gentle, and she saw the power of the God of Darkness constantly growing in the torrent.

The entire pyramid, under the impact of the divine power of chaos and order, constantly changes its appearance, animals, plants, metals, plastics... as if they were supposed to be that way.

"I am now certain that there must be something fishy about Ares' death!"

Diana was placed between two divine powers. With just a touch of her fingers, her fingertips underwent five different transformations. If she had not retracted them in time, only God knew what she would become.

Today was the first time she saw what it was like when a god exerted his power to its fullest.

But sixty years ago, when Diana killed Ares, the scene was just the same as when Martin fought the giant.

"Barbara, stand there!"

Diana was thinking about the mission responsibility imposed on her when she suddenly caught a glimpse of Barbara slowly getting up from the ground and reminding her loudly.

Both Martin and the Dark God have disappeared, but the power of both authorities is growing.

The entire pyramid began to transform into an abstract conceptual body, becoming a pattern composed of lines, like the doodles of a three-year-old child.

Diana and Barbara were in the torrent of Martin's divine power so that they could retain their names and bodies. Once they got out, Barbara would be instantly decomposed into countless abstract lines.

All the corn soldiers responsible for protecting Barbara disappeared. She seemed to have just woken up from a coma. Her mind was not clear and she could not hear Diana's voice.

Her eyes were blinded by the golden divine light and she could not see anything clearly. She subconsciously stood up and staggered around.

"I swear, no matter what problems I encounter next time, I will never drag ordinary people into such things."

Diana took out her protective silver bracelet, was wrapped in divine power, turned into a colorful light person, and strode towards Barbara.

The three divine powers collided with each other, and Diana was like a small boat in the ocean, being pulled back and forth by the two forces, her body constantly changing into other messy things, and then changing back again.

"I hate this feeling!"

Diana cursed angrily and tied herself up with the Lasso of Truth. Her divine power continued to weaken, but her body stabilized instead. She used the last bit of momentum to pounce on the confused Barbara.

The darkness that grew out of the torrent of divine power pounced on Diana and Barbara as if it had seen some delicacy.

"You are still trying to survive by using someone else's identity. You parasites, why don't you understand that your era is over?"

"Even if Lao Da is reborn today, you can't win the resurrection match!"

Martin recovered the golden power, gathered it into a spear shining with illusory light in his hand, and threw it directly at Diana and Barbara.

The God of Darkness had no time to brake and plunged into Diana's body.

"You are already dead!"

Theocracy solidified the outcome, and the authority of the God of Darkness disappeared under order.

The God of Darkness is completely dead!

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