Feeling a sharp pain, Poseidon saw a crimson figure that had already reached the top of his head!
Fortunately, his size was large enough, and although the knife penetrated his skull, it failed to hurt his vitals.
Poseidon took action one after another, trying to catch Lin Qiye, but no matter how large the range of his attack was, it was simply impossible for Lin Qiye, who had the ability to "ignore space"!
Between the sea of black and red, a figure holds a long knife, floating around the giant like a ghost.
The crimson cloak danced wildly in the wind, and the sharp sword light flashed. In just tens of seconds, hundreds of blood stains were left on the body surface of the giant Poseidon. Although each one was not fatal, looking at it from a distance , the giant has turned into blood!
Dense threads of cause and effect rolled out from under Lin Qiye's cloak and penetrated into Poseidon's scars.
In the reflection of Lin Qiye's eyes, these threads had intertwined into a giant cocoon, slowly wrapping the giant Poseidon in it... The corners of his mouth raised slightly.
…
Poseidon remembered.
Thousands of years ago,
After he was chased and bled by that human for the first time, less than ten years later, he met the crimson figure again.
It was a late night with dark clouds rolling in. The figure still held two swords in his hands, walking step by step from the door of his temple, walking on blood...
The moment he saw that familiar face, he was frightened.
He yelled crazily, trying to get the other gods of Olympus to help him, but no matter how much he shouted, the gods seemed to disappear, and no one responded.
"Poseidon, I'm here." The crimson figure said calmly, "I told you, I will come to you again."
He tried to resist, but was still slashed to the ground by the crimson figure. The man's power made him feel unparalleled despair.
He lay down on the ground and kept kicking his legs to retreat to the corner of the temple. As he retreated, he begged the crimson figure for mercy, but the latter seemed to be unable to hear and nailed him to the wall.
Just like ten years ago, the crimson figure cut open his flesh and blood, letting the divine blood cover the entire temple, flowing down bit by bit along the ancient stone steps on the mountain...
In the constant prayers, Poseidon gradually lost consciousness.
When he was about to die, the crimson figure let him go again and said coldly:
"From now on, I will come to see you once every ten years..."
After that, he disappeared.
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Poseidon began to have nightmares all night long.
The ten-year agreement came again. He found Zeus, who had become the supreme god at that time, and prayed for his protection. Zeus agreed and asked him to always stay with him.
But when the crimson figure appeared again, Zeus seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, with no trace at all.
In despair... Poseidon once again experienced Lingchi.
Later, he found countless ways to go to different divine kingdoms and hide in different places, but no matter what, the crimson figure could accurately find him, drain his blood, and torture him until he was close to death. !
On the seventh time, Poseidon finally couldn't stand it anymore. He was nailed to the surface of the boulder with a long knife, and he begged bitterly to the crimson figure:
"Kill me... kill me!!!"
"I will kill you...but not now." The figure said lightly,
"Thousands of years later, when the sky turns blood-colored, then... it will be your death.
Don't try to commit suicide, otherwise, I will appear in front of you. "
A thousand years meant that he would suffer another hundred times of torture. He could not accept this fact. The day after he recovered from near-death, he secretly tried to commit suicide using the artifact.
But before the artifact could touch him, the crimson figure appeared out of thin air and cut him down with a knife, followed by another Ling Chi bloodletting meal.
He was completely desperate.
That crimson figure was like a lingering nightmare in his Poseidon destiny... His life, everything about him, was just the plaything of the other party.
Over the following millennia, Poseidon became gradually numb, even adapting to the once-a-decade torture. He gave up all resistance because he knew that resistance meant nothing to that person.
In these thousand years, all that remained in his dreams was the scene of the crimson figure, holding two knives, walking slowly... and the calm voice that sounded like a nightmare again and again:
"Poseidon, here I come."
“…”
"Poseidon, here I come."
“…”
"Poseidon, here I come..."
“…”
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Two-wheeled sea.
Dots of light floated out from Lin Qiye's body and reorganized into the blade of [Zhan Bai], which was held in his palm.
He raised his head and glanced at the giant Poseidon in the air, who was tightly controlled by the threads of cause and effect. The latter's eyes no longer had the original sharpness, only endless sluggishness and numbness remained.
He was wearing a crimson cloak, holding two swords in his hands, and spoke slowly:
"Poseidon...I'm coming."
Hearing this demonic whisper, Poseidon's dull expression showed a hint of instinctive panic!
The next moment, this mythical forbidden [Sea of Two Wheels] shattered and dissipated bit by bit, the red and ink ocean turned into starlight and faded away, and Poseidon's huge size gradually shrank back to its original shape.
Poseidon subconsciously lifted this mythical restriction, which was a painful instinct that he had been tortured out of for thousands of years.
The environment turned around, and the two returned to the top of the sacred mountain and stood facing each other.
The storm roared across the top of Poseidon Mountain, making a roaring sound,
After a brief pause, Lin Qiye walked towards Poseidon.
Poseidon, who was covered in wounds, lowered his head, not daring to look at Lin Qiye. He stood silently, his eyes empty, like a lamb being slaughtered.
Lin Qiye stood still in front of him, raised the [Divine Scourge], put the black-gold tip of the knife against Poseidon's chest, and thrust into it little by little... Scarlet blood flowed along the blade, and Poseidon's face was visible to the naked eye. He became pale, but he still lowered his head and remained silent.
In this strange silence, Poseidon's body was slowly penetrated by [God's Bane], and the power of the law continued to dissipate under the influence of [God's Bane].
He let out a painful groan, and blood dripped down the blade and fell to the ground, gathering into a pool of blood and gradually spreading to the bottom of the sacred mountain...
"Kneel down." Lin Qiye said calmly.
Poseidon didn't hesitate at all, and fell to his knees with a thud, like a numb machine.
"Did you see... the sky is bloody?"
Lin Qiye said slowly, above the Olympus Mountains, a dark red "X" shaped mark had already dyed the sky into blood.
Hearing these words, Poseidon froze slightly. He looked up at the sky, his whole body trembling... like fear, but also excitement.
"Finally..." He said hoarsely, relief appearing in his eyes.
Lin Qiye looked down at Poseidon who was kneeling in front of him, speaking like a gift or a command:
"The new god-king of Olympus, Poseidon, the god of the sea..."
"Today, I allow you to die."