Panlong: From being hunted by the Four Divine Beasts

Chapter 128: The Power of God Devourer, the Fall of Olarovelle

"Lord God?"

After hearing Beirut's words, Leylin reacted immediately and fell to his knees, feeling a little confused.

"Please keep these two divine artifacts. From today on, you will be my divine messengers."

Looking at the reactions of the two, Ryan suddenly felt as if he understood the evil taste of the Lord of Death. This practice of concealing the identity of the Lord God was indeed very interesting.

"Yes, Lord God!"

Beirut and Leylin exchanged a glance, noticing the surprise in each other's eyes. They put away the main artifact and the data box and retreated cautiously.

Hell, Yemu City.

"This, sir, is he the Lord God?"

Beirut tugged at his beard, feeling as if he were dreaming.

"Well, since you are the Lord of Liang'an Prefecture, you should first achieve Great Perfection and then become a Lord God, right?"

Leylin spoke uncertainly, his eyes also filled with surprise.

"Forget it. No matter when the Lord became the Lord, it's the same to us. The Lord is the Lord! Let's go get the Lord's artifact."

Beirut's mentality was pretty good. He quickly adjusted himself and prepared to go back and bring the main artifact with him.

This time, with the main artifact of soul defense, Beirut is truly an invincible rat, and he has enough means to protect his life in the plane battlefield.

……

A thousand years later, on the battlefield of the plane, around the galaxy.

"These guys are so cunning! If they keep going like this, how long will it take for us to get enough badges?"

On a mountain over a thousand meters high, a bald boy took a purple fruit, took a big bite, and kept cursing.

Next to the young man, a burly man over four meters tall with dark skin stood quietly. He had long been accustomed to his young master's complaints and just played the role of a listener.

The combination of the young man and the strong man is naturally Lei Sijing and Lei Hong from the Amethyst Mountains.

Lei Sijing was in a very bad mood at this time, because he and Lei Hong had been rushing around for a long time but had not met a commander who could be killed.

Strictly speaking, it was not that there was none, but when the other party saw Lei Sijing, he immediately turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

Lei Sijing had a very bad premonition that he would probably return empty-handed again this time, and he couldn't help but secretly curse those commanders for being cowardly.

In fact, many commanders were also secretly cursing Lei Jing. As a super beast with a main attack artifact and almost infinite power of the main god, Lei Jing could definitely walk sideways in the plane battlefield.

Except for the Great Perfection Upper God, few people dare to confront Lei Jing head-on. For example, the famous Benfield trio in the heaven, O'Carroll from the realm of life, and Hei Mosi from the plane of earth god, none of them could get any advantage at the hands of Lei Jing.

Unfortunately, Lei Sijing is the only son of the Lord Bauhinia and cannot be killed. Therefore, many commanders have no choice but to run away when they see Lei Sijing. The only one who will confront Lei Sijing head-on is Montero from the Augusta family.

"Ah Hong, do you think we should find a way to recruit two more people? Otherwise, the two of us will be at a great disadvantage!"

Lei Sijing took out a piece of beast's thigh meat from the space ring and took a big bite.

"But Master, where can we find two people like this?"

Lei Hong spoke for the first time, but what he said made Lei Sijing feel very annoyed.

"Ah! This is so annoying! Seriously, after this is over, I must find the right person!"

Lei Sijing scratched his nonexistent hair, then shook his head helplessly. Lei Sijing knew the shortcomings of his own team. He and Lei Hong couldn't retain anyone, but recruiting people was not an easy task.

Lei Sijing can offer the power of the main god calculated in pots as salary. In theory, he can recruit a lot of people, but in fact, those who can reach the standards of their team either already have a team or are particularly powerful lone rangers.

Partners on the plane battlefield sometimes need to leave their backs to each other, so how can it be easy to recruit the right person?

"Boom~~"

A strong emerald green light shot up into the sky not far away, and the power belonging to the rules of life was spreading. This familiar fluctuation immediately made Lei Sijing realize the other party's identity.

"O'Carrowell is fighting someone? Ah Hong, let's go and take a look!"

Lei Sijing instantly became interested. He knew O'Carrowell's strength very well. If it were him, Lei Sijing would definitely not be able to kill the other party.

And since O'Carrowell actually fought with someone, the opponent must be quite strong, and there might be a chance to take advantage of him.

……

On the other side, inside a low canyon.

"Boy, you're pretty strong, aren't you? I've never seen you before. Where are you from?"

O'Carroll, staring at a green crescent moon on his forehead, quickly retreated, widening the distance between them.

In front of O'Carrowell were a young man with red eyebrows and a man with small eyes in a black robe, both of whom O'Carrowell had never seen before.

With O'Carrowell's strength and experience, the only person he hadn't seen before could be a new Palace Lord-level expert in the God Plane. This kind of expert was a newcomer and not very strong, so he could be considered a lucky find.

Therefore, when he spotted Leylin, O'Carrowell attacked without hesitation. As for Beirut, the man with the black robe and small eyes standing beside him, he temporarily ignored him as Leylin's subordinate.

"Old elf, you attacked us and you still want to ask about our background? You're dreaming!"

Without waiting for Leylin to speak, Beirut attacked him directly without mercy. He also knew about Olarovelle's information, a powerful leader of the Moon God Elves.

However, Beirut did not take Olarovell seriously at all, even though Olarovell had been famous for many years and was a top-level strongman in the divine plane, because he did not have the main artifact of soul defense.

From Olarovelle's perspective, the cost-effectiveness of the soul defense main artifact is not enough, because of his own talent, his soul defense is extremely strong, and almost no one can kill him with soul attacks except for those who have reached the Great Perfection.

If it is the Great Perfection, even if he has three main artifacts, the Great Perfection can banish him to the space turbulence, so it is meaningless. Olarovell naturally will not choose the soul defense main artifact as his first choice.

"Boy, what did you say?"

Hearing Beirut's words, Olarovelle's face instantly darkened, and the green crescent on his forehead twisted into a new shape.

Although he is not young, the lifespan of a god-level strong man is unlimited. Although there are some people who like to appear in the image of an old man, Olarovell is obviously not among them.

When Beirut opened his mouth and called him the old elf, Olarovelle felt his face turn blue and purple, and a strong murderous intent instantly erupted.

"Very good, you succeeded in irritating me, boy, you are dead!"

O'Carrowell roared, and two transparent wings appeared behind him. A dazzling green light was released from his eyebrows and turned into sixteen green crescent moons.

However, just as O'Carrowell was about to launch his attack, something strange happened—

A huge phantom of a God-Eating Rat appeared behind Beirut. A cold murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the God-Eating Rat, and it slowly opened its mouth.

Innate magical power - God Devouring!
In an instant, a strange energy from heaven and earth acted on O'Carrowell. The all-pervasive God-Eating Energy directly penetrated the soul defense that the Moon Elf was proud of and directly acted on the godhead.

(End of this chapter)