inspire-indiana Chapter 3450 The fight begins
Chapter 3450 The fight begins
Chapter 3450 The fight begins
Upon hearing the King of Negativity's words, Sithon, the Iron Tree, Poseidon, and the others rolled their eyes. Here we go again. So what if you defeated a consciousness? Are you so capable? Do you want to bring a tape recorder and play it all day long?
"You've defeated the King of Superpowers?"
The Tree of Time was unknown to Zeus and the others, who were quite surprised. The King of Negation was about to proudly recount his 'great achievements' when Sithon impatiently said, "This is not the time to talk about this."
“That’s right, now is not the time to talk about this.”
The Tree of Time nodded in agreement and said, "Sithon, don't worry, we have enough trump cards on our side. But you and Death, have you prepared enough methods?"
And, Sithon, don't forget, this is Los Angeles, your territory. We have a way out, but you might not.
"Since I've reminded you, I'm sure I'm well-prepared."
Xisorn snorted coldly. He understood the meaning of the Tree of Time very well. However, the other party was not wrong. This time, he would definitely have to use his full strength. Otherwise, even if he could escape, his foundation would be destroyed, and he would only be able to become a henchman in the future.
The King of Negativity looked at the Tree of Time, growing increasingly displeased. Zatana, hidden in His consciousness (whom the King of Negativity agreed with), chuckled inwardly. This Tree of Time really doesn't know how to behave. How dare you interrupt your boss when he's showing off?
Zatana thought to herself, "It's only because the Tree of Time is powerful and very useful; otherwise, I would definitely have been expelled for entering the door with my left foot first."
The Tree of Time exhaled and said, "That's good. Let's prepare for battle. The King of Superpowers has arrived."
The Tree of Time was right. Andrew has entered Los Angeles. Unlike the bustling Los Angeles before the apocalypse, Los Angeles is now deathly silent, with even animals and plants dead and withered.
Other cities, though also in the apocalypse, are not as desolate as Los Angeles. Even if they are breached by the Negative Legion, there will be some survivors, and there will be a large number of plants and animals, since the Negative Legion only kills intelligent beings.
But Los Angeles is different. It is the lair of Sithon, where all life is taken by Sithon and sacrificed to his demon god.
"This is a city of true death. Xisorn is truly guilty of atrocities."
Andrew said coldly, and the God of Stars immediately cursed Xithon, saying that he and Xithon were mortal enemies and that he would definitely eliminate him for the BOSS.
Hades was dumbfounded. It seemed that he still had a lot to learn in terms of loyalty, no, in being a lackey. The God of Stars reacted so quickly, which meant that the gene for servility had clearly penetrated into His bones and even His soul.
Actually, Hades didn't immediately agree because he didn't think there was anything wrong with Los Angeles. After all, he is Hades, the god of the underworld, and this place is almost like home to him.
Los Angeles is not entirely devoid of living people. In the largest square in Los Angeles, there stands a giant altar composed of countless skulls and the souls of the dead, with more than 30,000 fanatical believers kneeling beside it.
It's not that Sithon only has 30,000 followers; in fact, he has many followers who are constantly conquering new territories on the front lines. But his fanatical followers number only 30,000.
What is a fanatic? It is someone who completely agrees with God's ideas and is willing to sacrifice everything for God, such as their own life, or even the lives of their loved ones. As for the lives of others, that goes without saying.
As for believers who tirelessly dedicate themselves to God but maintain their independent selves, they can only be considered devout believers, not fanatics. The difference between the two is that devout believers may betray God due to ideological issues, but fanatics will never betray God.
Besides the giant altar, there is also a spatial magic circle around it, but it is currently hidden and is intended to be used to ambush Andrew.
The Sithon, the Lords of Negation, all stood beside the altar, gazing at Andrew and his companions as they flew rapidly towards them.
"It's a pity, if only the King of Superpowers could have come later."
Sithon sighed inwardly. If Andrew had arrived later, he would have been able to control the Tree of Time and the other four trees of Compound V. In that case, his combat power would have soared, and he would have had more trump cards.
The King of Negativity also felt that Andrew had arrived too early, but He was not afraid. This time He was so well prepared that He was sure He could defeat Andrew again. Yes, again.
Andrew, Hades, and the God of Stars stopped a thousand meters away from the altar. Then, Andrew glanced at Xithon and the others and said condescendingly, "Xithon, it's time for you to pay the price for what you've done."
"What a joke! What's wrong with me allowing these foolish mortals to worship a great demon god?"
Sithon scoffed, spread his arms, and shouted at the fanatics, "Am I wrong?"
"No."
The fanatics stood up in unison, shouting with fervor, "If it weren't for the bishop, how would we have had the chance to worship the Great Demon God?" The bishop was certainly right.
"King of Superpowers, did you hear that? I did nothing wrong!"
Sithon laughed heartily, and then, with a forceful wave of his hands, all the fanatics roared in unison, their bodies rapidly transforming into one Doomsday after another in the blink of an eye.
Sithon had been researching Doomsday, or rather, he had scientists researching Doomsday. At the same time, he had obtained detailed information about Doomsday from the Immortal Kang. It was only natural that he would create such a legion of Doomsday believers.
Since Doomsday was so powerful, Sithon certainly couldn't give it up. After becoming Doomsday, the strength of these fanatics increased several times over.
Of course, there is a price to pay. These fanatics will become violent and cruel, and their intelligence will drop significantly. However, it's not a big problem, since those who become fanatics are not very intelligent to begin with.
"It's the same old routine again, nothing new at all."
Andrew looked disgusted and said, "Besides, Sithon, do you know how stupid you're doing?"
"Foolish? King of Superpowers, wait until you defeat us before you say that."
Sithon scoffed and shouted, "Attack!"
All the fanatics' eyes lit up with red light, and then tens of thousands of heat rays swept towards Andrew and his two companions in the sky.
Andrew didn't make a move; such a lowly soldier wasn't worth his effort. The God of Stars stepped forward, forming a dense array of starlight defenses in front of him, blocking all the heat rays.
"Boss, these guys are my Twelve Constellation Legion."
With a wave of his hand, the God of Stars caused the twelve constellations to appear in the air. Then, the soldiers of the twelve constellations launched an attack on the fanatics on the ground, bombarding them with various starlight arrows, starlight flames, and starlight bullets.
(End of this chapter)