The First Heir

In an instant, Hades, Andrew, and Vataco displayed their strongest states. Raging energy fluctuations surged around them. In the sky, the three swords of kingship started flaking at this moment.

“Apollo, today marks your death. Stop your futile struggles.” Andrew spoke sinisterly, and the black mist on his body surged devilishly.

The scythe in his band also glowed with a black luster and exuded rotting vibes of death from the depths of hell.

The red dragon halberd in Fennel’s hand was shrouded in scorching red flames.

He looked coldly at the three gods on the opposite side and said, “Are you sure you can kill me so easily?”

“Apollo, I admit that you’re very strong, but against the three of us, there’s no way you can survive no matter how strong you are! ” Vataco said grimly.

“Haha…” Fennel chuckled as he looked at Vataco and said, “Vataco, even if I die today, you won’t live either. I’ll drag you along with me!”

this, Vataco’s expression froze.

It was a killing move. Hades and Andrew also quickly

massive battle

fell behind. The combined forces of the three gods were really not something that ordinary people could withstand. It was impressive that Fennel could hang on for

the end, Fennel could not bear it any longer. The attacks from the three gods became more aggressive, and their teamwork was getting

Bang!

leaving a long ditch behind. Fennel spat a mouthful of blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood

this continues, you’ll die. Even if you

you’re too mindless to rely on that kid to turn the tide. Utilizing the source of kingship is not easy. It’s impossible to comprehend

saying that, Vataco chuckled, his eyes full