Chapter 120: Horus's Endless Cup

n Jiang Wenming, her expression devoid of joy or sorrow."Junior Jiang Wenming, greets Lady Shebi."Jiang Wenming bowed respectfully.A twinge of guilt flashed through his heart, and for a moment he didn...Mo Li Hong responded with a nod, just about to enter the Mythical Arena when a barrier stopped him.

Host Bobby appears.

No deities who are not participating in the competition are allowed to enter.

"Pff... Hahaha... Is the God of China here to make a joke"

"You don't even understand the rules of the arena, yet you dare to participate in the Divine War."

"Look, look, his face is red with shame."

"Don't talk nonsense, the person's face was originally red."

"...."

The audiences from the other countries burst into laughter.

Mo Li's red eyes flashed with a cold light, and his face was filled with anger.

"Humph!"

He let out a cold snort, then took down his green stone pipa from behind his back. His fingers lightly beckoned it.

"Ding!"

A sound of killing swept across the entire venue.

Those who had been mocking him were suddenly struck dumb.

Blood gushed from the eyes, ears, nose and mouth instantly.

When I looked at him again, his face was pale with terror.

This is still because of Mo Lihong's mercy, otherwise this attack would be enough to kill all mortals present.

Even the chosen ones are not exempt!

Seeing no one was making a fuss, Mo Lihong finally turned to look at Bobby.

"I and my three brothers are all under the command of the Grand Tutor. We rise and fall together. Why do you stop me"

The Heavenly King's anger has subsided. This is the Mythical Stage, a platform established jointly by all Saints. The rules forbid deities with divine positions from entering simultaneously.

Bobby cupped his hands and then opened to explain.

"If that's the case, then why can he"

Mahri red extends her finger towards Horus.

His case was special. Although the Egyptian gods lent him their power, they did not descend personally, so he was not subject to the rules.

"You're being too much!"

Mo Lihong was furious and about to step forward to confront them, but suddenly felt a blur before her eyes.

A handsome young man, whose appearance was as captivating as that of the esteemed reader himself, appeared before him.

This man is Jiang Wenming.

The king calmed down.

Jiang Wenming opened his mouth to stop Mo Lilihong.

Mo Lihong was still angry, and when she saw someone trying to stop her, she instinctively reached out and slapped Jiang Wenming.

"Second brother, no!"

Mo Li Qing, upon seeing this, was astonished and pale with fright. He hurriedly reached out to grab his own brother and bowed respectfully towards Jiang Wenming.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

At this time, Mo Lihong also reacted and hurriedly bowed to apologize.

"Several heavenly kings, no need for formalities."

Jiang Wenming was also gradually adapting to his identity as the king at this time.

"Why does the King of Men block me"

Mo Li's anger had yet to subside, so when she spoke, there was a hint of fury in her voice.

"The Heavenly King may not know, the rules of the ring were set by the saints. If we violate them, it would be disrespectful to the saints. So if we want to help Master Wen, we need to be subtle about it."

Jiang Wenming smiled confidently.

Exploiting a loophole, are we

Does the young master excel at this

Now Chiang Wenming has inherited the wisdom of a hundred schools of thought, including that of the strategists from the School of Vertical and Horizontal who excelled in strategy.

To put it mildly, he now wants to scheme against someone who can experience a hundred different kinds of joy, without any repetition.

"Method What method"

The Four Great Generals of the Demon Clan all perked up their ears upon hearing this, and they simultaneously bowed their heads to look at Jiang Wenming.

"The Tai Shi's strength is enough to crush the opponent. The reason why he is in a stalemate now is only because the opponent relies on the power of the Egyptian gods to recover their strength amazingly."

You don't need to enter the arena, just lend him a few useful magical artifacts. That way, you won't be breaking the rules of the platform.

Jiang Wenming smiled with confidence.

The Four Demon Generals might not be considered outstanding among the gods in heaven, but their magical artifacts are incredibly powerful!

This is a treasure that even Sun Wukong had suffered losses from.

He still didn't believe that Horus's body could be stronger than Sun Wukong.

The four generals of the Demon Clan were overjoyed upon hearing this.

"As expected of the Human King, he is indeed clever."

Mo Li Hai offers a compliment.

Jiang Wenming: ...

This is a tough one to respond to!

He really wanted to say, "It's not that I'm smart, it's that you guys are just too foolish."

The brain, although everyone has one, doesn't mean everyone knows how to use it.

The Four Demon Generals are obviously those athletes whose muscles outweigh their brains.

Five people whispered to each other, discussing how to support Wen Zhong.

Nearby Bobby heard this and rolled his eyes.

He really wanted to say, "Can you exploit loopholes when I'm not around"

Isn't it a bit too much to discuss this in front of me

Bobby simply darted away as if he hadn't heard.

Out of sight, out of mind!

Soon, the five came up with a plan.

One by one, artifacts were tossed into the ring, even Mo Li Shou's pet, the purple gold flower ferret.

In its resentful gaze, it was grabbed by Mo Li Shou and thrown into the arena.

When Wen Zhong saw several magic treasures flying towards him, he was taken aback at first, then a smile appeared on his face.

It's just the right time!

Spread open the Hun Yuan Umbrella to protect yourself, reach out and grip the Qing Yun Sword, mutter the incantation in your mouth and throw it toward the sky.

The longsword flew into the air, instantly transforming into billowing black smoke that covered the sky, accompanied by the clang of metal within.

Black smoke enveloped Horus, and from within came his screams, as if he were suffering some kind of inhuman torture. Those who heard it felt a chill run down their spines.

But that's not all.

Wen Zhong, holding the Bi Shi pipa in his hand, struck it forcefully with one pluck. An invisible ripple of sound spread out.

Even from behind the barrier of the stage, the sound made everyone who heard it feel dizzy.

This is an attack on the soul, ignoring any physical defenses.

The purple-gold fox weasel crawled to Wen Zhong's feet and rubbed against his trousers ingratiatingly.

Wen Zhong saw the situation, bowed his head, gently stroked its fur, and said with a smile, "Go!"

"Chirp chirp~"

The purple-gold flower ferret excitedly cried out twice, its body transforming into a purple lightning bolt and disappearing from the spot in an instant.

"Ah~"

More horrific screams rose from the smoke.

Those around him felt a chill.

The screams lasted for more than half an hour before they gradually died down.

Now that the black smoke has cleared, we can see what's inside.

"Ah~"

"Ugh!"

"Holy crap!"

“……”

Many audience members outside the venue vomited after seeing what was happening inside.

Horus was seen impaled by countless spears, his body constantly rotting and recovering.

A lilac-coloured African Civet is crouching on his head, constantly gnawing at his body.

Every time he takes a bite, Horus's body will be restored.

The fennec fox is a bottomless pit, just like eating an endless buffet. It eats until its little belly is round and full.

Now those viewers finally understand why Horus let out such a heart-wrenching scream.

His pride, his ability to recover, at this very moment, had become the biggest obstacle to his desire to die.

Corrupted by black smoke, gnawed on by monsters, and still under attack from souls.

Anyone with even slightly weaker resilience would have died long ago.

But he not only didn't die, but instead became the other party's endless supply of food.

This is worse than death!

"Bang!"

Inside the Egyptian pyramids, the god Ra, in his fury, slammed the golden cup from his hand to the ground.

Their Egyptian gods, at this moment, have become the monster's food. How can this be tolerated

The great sun god calmed his anger.

The gods were so frightened that they hurriedly bowed.

Lu's chest rose and fell erratically, and after a long while did her anger finally subside.

Withdraw the divine power infusion!tion against the gods.At that time, the deities will no longer be bound by rules and can act against their devotees.For so many years, Chiang Wenming wasn't the only human who dared to take the initia...