Eris pressed her lips together slightly, feeling being wronged with tears in eyes. The always merciless Odd Goddess looked like a kid right now. She almost cried out loud.
Crack!
Athena raised her hands pulling apart the iron chain on Eris's neck. She then took the latter walking towards outside.
The broken chain dropped on the ground with a burst of clang. Eris turned her head back while walking, casting resentful glares at Liu Feng. Although she didn't say anything, her looks exposed her minds.
But Liu Feng didn't even care about Eris. He said calmly, "Athena, when you walked out of the slave auction house, the game begins."
Athena's feet slightly hesitated, then she kept walking outside.
"Now you, the Netherworld, must fight to the end with the Goddess Palace," said Yao Xiansen with a playful tone when seeing Athena leave.
Liu Feng laughed, "It has already been like that for a long t
Now Eris was pathetic. She had changed decent clothes when she left the slave auction house. But the explosion made her ragged with bloodstains all over her body. Anyway, she was not dead or disabled, with merely a lot of small cuts made by shrapnel. Though she looked bad, she was suffering from nothing, but a little internal injury caused by the wave of the explosion. Pain flashed across Athena's eyes when she looked at Eris, "You don't want that. Did the pal died for you want that? You'll lose people by doing that." "Big Boss, wasn't it better for him to die than me?" Eris was a little crazy now. She said, "His death is on me, and indirectly on Yama Liu of the Netherworld as well. I promise I'll kill Feng Liu for him." Alas! Athena let out a sigh. She, the dazzlingly beautiful goddess, looked more tired. Bang! Bang! Next, Eris suddenly raised his hand and shot twice. The
Yes, it was Titan King. He, one of those oldest super forces in the western underground world, had gained his fame at a young age. Both the Titan Palace and he were terrifying existence to other super forces. Titan King was well-known to be domineering in the western underground world. During the decades of his era, he would fight against whomever he didn't like. He had never flinched. Today, such an important figure showed up here. Titan King raised his hand and patted Athena on her soft shoulder, "Don't be afraid. I'm here. No one dares to do anything to you." Hiss! Standing in front of Titan King, Liu Feng sneered. "What? Feng Liu, do you have any problem?" Titan King glared at Liu Feng and said immodestly, "If you dare to have any problem, I don't mind sending you the Yama back to the Netherworld sleeping for good." Domineering. Titan King was domineering indeed.
Swished! The three other Titans were shocked for just a second, but they paid in blood for this. Liu Feng moved as fast as a ghost and rushed towards the Titans. A knife about a-foot-long appeared in Liu Feng's hand somehow. The blade was as thin as an insect wing, glimmering coldly. The light only flashed across, but it got Titan of Speed's eyes wondering in a second. Liu Feng's move was so fast that the three Titans didn't even see what happened exactly. Puffed... The other two Titans didn't even realize what happened until Liu Feng attacked Titan of Speed's throat and it started bleeding in one puff. "No!" "Damn you! Yama! You are so cruel!" Titan of Strength and Titan of Fire and Moon were furious since there were only six Titans in the Titan Palace and their relationship was not less than that of the nine soul-reaper messengers from the Netherworld. They also built th
"Let's go!" Ghost King, who had returned to the Netherworld a day earlier, waved his hand in some jungle. And then ten squads rushed out from his back at the same time. "Move!" A medium-sized but muscular black guy got on a small armored car. After that, ten armored vehicles rushed toward the Goddess Palace like a torrent in the dessert. The black guy was one of the nine soul-reaper messengers of the Netherworld who was the Black Emissary called Drogba. He never got tired in a war. "Move!" White Emissary Letan Waever was a pure white with similarly built as Drogba. And he loved playing with cold weapons. He was holding a man-tall iron bar, leading ten squads armed with a mixture of hot and cold weapons with a wave of his hand. "Action!" When Liu Feng's order was issued, the remaining soul-reaper messengers of the Netherworld brought all the strongest elites they had for th
Swish! Swish! Swish! Liu Feng turned his body around without hindering and blocked the three darts with the blade in his hand. The blade had turned into a flower in his hand and sparks from the metal crashing rained. Just when Liu Feng turned around, the Top Ninja who was already seriously hurt by Liu Feng's Boxing Furnace with Sword Imagery was actually charging towards Liu Feng again. A dagger appeared in his left hand and it was thrown towards Liu Feng's back. However, just now when Liu Feng blocked the darts, he used the spinning motion of his body to turn back immediately. Besides, Liu Feng seemed to have expected the attack of his opponent and he sliced his blade back horizontally along his spinning. Puff! Just when the Top Ninja was about to complete the assassination, the blade swiped across his throat. Then a stream of blood splattered more than a meter to the right following the blade. Ergh
"The new Death King of the Death Arsenal is challenging Master Yama? Ha! That's a hell of a show!" "Dope. This new Death King Sentai has quite some power here. He is imitating Yao Xiansen that he is doing a live video streaming on the dark platform." "Today is going to be a great day. The important figures of the western underground world are taking turns to go against each other. Is this going to turn the underground world all around? It's been a long while since the underground world has gone so chaotic last time." The dark platform was boiling again as soon as Sentai challenged Liu Feng. This was the deed of the Death King. When a large airborne helicopter landed, a high-definition camera on the nose of the aircraft was already filming. And instantly, the tall and handsome image of Liu Feng standing in front of a modified Grand Cherokee appeared in the live video on the dark platform. "This is my
"My God! Five billion dollars! It's a bet of Justice." "Damn! The people of the Netherworld are really confident in their big boss. Five billion at one shot. If Yama really loses, the money will be totally wasted!" "Do you have any idea why the Netherworld is so powerful? That's because they are aggressive and confident. They'll never think that Master Yama is going to lose. This is the root of the strength of this superpower." A five-billion-dollar bet had put Eugene's gambling game on fire. But this was not the end of it. Followed by that, the Nightwalker Luo Tengfei who was far away at Wolfsburg had also placed a bet, "Yama wins. Five billion dollars." Puff! Puff! After seeing the bet of Nightwalker, Justice laughed so hard that he almost choked himself, "Damn. Does this kid put his all in?" At the same time, Luo Tengfei who was far away in Wolfsburg was making a wish to the passing
"Dead?" "How could the Death King die?" "Yama, you dare to kill the Death King of our Death Arsenal. We want you to be buried with him!" After the Death King Sentai was killed. The 20 elites he had brought with him hesitated for several seconds and then finally realized the truth. The western underground world was really cruel, especially the top superpowers like the Death Arsenal. A group of elites followed the Big Boss out. The big boss died first, and then these so-called elites would not survive. So, these death elites were all ready to throw a fit. At the same time, the elites of the Netherworld also set up their guns for battle. But at this time, from the large airlift helicopter, there was a sudden hiss, "Stop!" Immediately, a middle-aged man in a pilot suit waved his hand at the door of the plane, "Big Boss gave an order. Sentai challenged Yama and he died in a fair fight. It wa