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!”

Vataco’s expression froze. He roared,

said, Vataco attacked. It was a killing move. Hades and Andrew also quickly

massive battle broke

upper hand in the beginning, but as time passed, he gradually 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

from the three gods

Bang!

from Hades and fell heavily to the ground, leaving a long ditch behind. Fennel spat a mouthful of blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, his eyes fixed on the three

looked at Fennel, and said coldly, “Apollo, you’ve lost. If this continues, you’ll die. Even if you can

on that kid to turn the tide. Utilizing the source of kingship is not easy. It’s

Vataco chuckled, his eyes full