Chapter 142:

On the way, the Valkyrie on the carriage stretched out his strong arms.

In his hand, a finely carved silver bow gradually appeared.

With a sling in his left hand, the bow opened like a full moon and shot in the direction of Rope with thunder as an arrow. The huge power made Erica next to her almost unable to stand. If it hadn't been for Luo Pei to help her, the blond girl would have been kneeling on the ground.

Luo Pei squinted his eyes, the fingers of his right hand were slightly bent, and the blue rose could appear in his hand at any time.

But just as he was engrossed in preparing to take the arrow head-on, he discovered that the target of this thunderbolt was not him and Erica, but the water of the Ganges that had been turned into lime.

When the mighty thunder light fell on the Ganges River, like a breeze, blowing some lime.

Immediately afterwards, the rivers whose vitality had been dissipated by Rope began to flow again, and the lime was turned into clear water by an incredible force, exuding a holy brilliance.

The chariot drawn by four white horses came to Rope and Erica and stopped the wheels.

Rope pressed Erica's shoulder, motioned her to watch the changes, and then asked with a smile.

"You are so heroic, why don't you show your power to the people, but guard by the Ganges?"

He is testing the **** of disobedience.

Since just now, Rope has been wondering, if the Garner who came in front of him, it would have the brilliance of the sun after all. Because in the legend "Mah Bharata", after the death of the son of the sun, Garna and his father Surya merged into one, even with the characteristics of the **** of steel, the soul of the sun must be lodged with the glory of the sun.

-But the gods in front of them are different.

The thick and dark beard, the fierce and powerful body, and the sharp sword-like eyes all prove his orthodoxy as the purest steel god, and he has no sun divinity at all.

The silver armored Valkyrie turned over, fell from the car, and stood still in front of Rope.

"The power of the gods is not for showing off. The people who guard him are the places where this power should be used."

He held a bow and arrow in his right hand, pointing at Rope.

"Lord of Raksha, my blood is boiling, and fate urges me to cut down your head. But Dhamma is above everything! I must know why you stopped the Ganges in order to determine my judgment. "

interesting.

Rope was very surprised by the words of the **** of disobedience.

The relationship between the God of Steel and the Godslayer can be called the most sinister enemy. As the'devil', they will always be the greatest enemy of the'hero', and its importance even exceeds that of the dragon. .

But the **** of disobedience in front of him was entangled in the Fa-rectification and restrained his desire to fight.

"Is Yushen the'God of Death and Law' Yan Mo...?"

Erica whispered, but then realized that this was in front of the gods of disobedience and the godslayer, it was not like she was so rude.

Yan Mo was the first mortal to die and reach the heavenly paradise. Therefore, he became the ruler of the undead, guiding the souls of the dead to reach the heavenly realm. However, in later records, Yan Mo was slowly recognized as the **** of death. He is also considered the patron saint of the South, in charge of justice and law.

The Valkyrie of Silver Armor didn't care about Erica's rudeness, but kindly forgives her.

"I am not the great **** Yama, I just believe in the ancestral law."

"Zufa..."

Erica's face changed, and she finally thought of a terrible possibility.

Immediately afterwards, in order to confirm this idea, she crossed Rope, took out Reinhardt and cut it off.

It happened in an instant, and even Rope didn't have time to stop it.

"Erica?!"

Rope has always thought that this girl is very smart, but she did not expect that she was so unwise that she blindly attacked the **** of inconsistency before she could tell her the identity of the enemy.

The Valkyrie in silver armor still looked indifferent, without any intention of obstruction, letting Erica's sword slash on his skin.

Ding!

The sound of metal transfer.

The magic sword Reinhardt, named after the Lionheart King, did not leave a trace on the body of the unconvincing steel.

"really…"

Seeing that the **** of disobedience did not launch an attack on herself, Erica sighed with relief and put on a confident smile.

"No wonder you care about Ganges so much. If it were you, everything would make sense..."

"It seems that this little girl has already seen my identity."

The Valkyrie in Silver Armor nodded, and gently pushed Reinhardt's blade away with his fingers.

"I once vowed not to fight with women. So retreat. Fighting is a man's business. Women shouldn't show up on the battlefield. Educating children and waiting for the return of their husbands is what you should do."

Don’t do it to a woman...a body that is hard to hurt by a sword...love the Ganges...

Ropey's complexion changed as he was thinking, and finally found the trace of this existence in his own memory.

-He is an immortal son of God, free to choose his own death.

-He is a stronger fighter than Garna.

—His bow and arrows made Surya, the sun god, tremble and fear.

-He was able to compete with Vishnu, the ‘god of maintenance’, and his battle with Axe Mora almost destroyed the world.

"I didn't expect it to be you this time..."

Licking his lips, Rope smiled excitedly.

As far as the opponent is concerned, the **** of disobedience in front of him is top notch.

"Now that you know my identity, then you should agree with my actions, right?"

He flicked Erica's sword with his finger, and the latter was immediately sent to Rope's side by a breeze.

"Lord of Raksha, give your reasons. This will determine whether it is my sword or Ganges' forgiveness to greet you."

"...There is only one thing about the gods that the godslayers can't find."

Now that he knew his identity, there was no need to spend any more words.

Rope held the azure blue rose and turned in a circle on his index finger.

He was surging with the power of the sea, almost condensed into a stream of water, and even Erica couldn't help covering his throat in pain. The lack of oxygen made the blond girl very uncomfortable.

—This is the signal before the war begins.