Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 350 [The Voice of Destiny]

The banquet is coming to an end.

In a dust-free room.

Johnny also felt that it was all over.

Because he sensed something.

Even with the isolation of the dust-free room, the power that a level six True Name expert could unleash in an instant was still breathtaking.

Especially for those who use their real names.

"Did you feel it?"

He asked Ethan, very excitedly.

Ethan simply looked at him and said, "What did you sense?"

"you are done."

Johnny was getting restless; he wanted to see Ethan's expression—his unease, his tension, even his pleading.

Unfortunately, Ethan remained calm.

He thought Ethan was faking it all.

So he got up immediately.

"Okay, I'll bring back the worst news."

He firmly believed that everything had ended in that very instant.

It is certain that their side will win a great victory.

He turned and walked out, glancing at Ethan as he closed the door.

He really hoped that Ethan would lose his temper and rush out, so that he could ridicule and torment Ethan to his heart's content.

but no.

Ethan simply sat there calmly, his arms crossed in front of him, seemingly oblivious to everything. His eyes seemed to be looking at something, or perhaps just vacant.

The door to the cleanroom slowly closed.

A glint of light suddenly appeared in Ethan's previously calm eyes.

That was wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

In fact, he knew far more than Johnny, because his eyes were always fixed on that battlefield.

Even if he is in a dust-free room.

The Dustless Chamber can only restrict the power of the True Name, but it cannot restrict the true power.

For example, 'the name of the true God'.

For example, those authorities connected to the 'name of the true God'.

Vasini, along with many followers of the Dark Savior, were present, and Ethan could feel as if he were there simply through their eyes.

Through their piety, their faith, and their bodies, Ethan can bestow divine power at any time.

The reason he hasn't made a move is because he's also waiting.

He knew the other side must have a backup plan.

When Old Man Shewyn came out, Ethan didn't even intend to make a move, because he felt that Old Man Shewyn wasn't important enough.

However, that thunderous and powerful attack that made the entire world lose its color was still too intense.

So Ethan had no choice but to take action.

He crossed his hands in front of him, then leaned against Vasini and the group of devout believers, and sent his thoughts down.

What descended was not the power of the 'name of the true god,' but the power of the linked King of the North Sea and the sea goddess Isis.

Although Old Man Xiwen was powerful, he was ultimately only a strong person with the true name of the Sea God, and his true name still belonged to the authority of the Sea God.

So no matter how much commotion he makes, no matter how fierce or powerful the storm, he cannot escape the control of the true authority.

Ethan did not try to stop the storm.

His only order, given with his authority, was: do not harm the skullcutter.

Because this attack was purely aimed at the skullbreaker, if the skullbreaker were to be completely hit by this attack, he would probably be severely injured, even if he didn't die, and completely unable to move.

This is exactly what Heisenberg wanted to see.

The wind and rain gradually subsided.

Old Man Xiwen looked at what was in front of him with utmost confidence.

He was confident that even someone of the same level would not have been able to withstand that attack.

Not to mention someone who is one level below him.

Thus, Heisenberg's task was completed.

If he could establish a connection with the Royal Guard, then perhaps his situation in the capital, and the situation of his former allies in the capital, wouldn't be so bad.

However, his reverie came to an abrupt end in an instant. Because a huge axe, carrying intense killing intent, was already cleaving towards his face.

How can this be? !
Old Man Xiwen found it hard to believe that his attack hadn't caused any damage.

The other party can actually still make a move?

Various thoughts raced through my mind.

But his reaction was swift; he thrust out his arms again, with faint lightning crackling between his palms.

The true name of Poseidon not only refers to his mastery of the sea, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, but also to the ultimate development of his physical body.

It was as if the siren blood of his four adopted sons had been instantly enhanced; in fact, it was created by him using the power of his true name.

Therefore, he naturally had a greater limit to the development of his body.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the guy opposite is a true master of battle formations; in terms of physical strength, he might not be able to defeat me.

With this confidence, Old Man Xiwen decided to ignore why his previous attack hadn't hurt his opponent and instead focus on defeating him with sheer physical strength.

The next second, his strong arms caught the giant axe that came crashing down on him.

"Young man, you need to practice more."

As expected by Old Man Wen, the opponent's axe did not pose much of a threat to him; in terms of physical strength, he could easily crush the opponent.

only……

Not right.

His past experience fighting at sea and his ingrained sense of danger made him realize that something was very wrong.

What's wrong?

The next moment, he saw the other person's eyes.

The man's eyes, hidden beneath a strange mask, were so calm, as if to say, "You are dead."

why?
It's still raining.

The rain seemed to have stopped falling, as if it had stopped in the air.

wrong……

This rain.

"Xi Wen."

Suddenly, Old Man Xiwen heard a voice.

The moment that sound rang out, every hair on his body stood on end.

Could it be that……

He looked up at the sky in utter disbelief.

A woman's face appeared in the sky.

That face seemed familiar to him; it looked just like the sea goddess Isis, who was enshrined in the church.

He had never believed in the existence of the so-called sea goddess Isis, even though his power came from the sea and from the sea goddess's true name.

Throughout his life, he only believed in himself.

But at that moment, he had to believe that goddesses really existed.

Why did He suddenly appear?
Is it just to punish his impiety?

No.

No, no.

He doesn't need to be devout; he only needs to believe in his own fists. His destiny is in his own hands.

So what if you're a goddess? I don't believe you!

He threw out his fists at the goddess in the sky.

But it was only his mind that was throwing the punch.

He couldn't throw a punch; he was frozen in place.

In the sky, the goddess stretched out a hand, devoid of any emotion, and said like a true deity: "Desecrator, die!"

It seems like it's started raining again.