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Chapter 313: Slaying Three Gods Straight, Zeus Strikes

“He poked Ares to death with one finger!”

“He killed Apollo with just one palm!”

“How powerful is he? How does he compare to Zeus and Odin?”

“This Kryptonian is really too powerful. No wonder he dared to challenge the pantheon alone. It turns out that he really has something.”

“Since the Kryptonians’ arrival, they have been very mysterious. The outside world knows very little about them. This young man is the first one. No one expects him to be so badass.”

“How powerful would the other Kryptonians be when a young Kryptonian is already so powerful? Are the Kryptonians going to rule the earth?”

A brouhaha erupted online.

The strength displayed by the Kryptonian young man shocked everyone.

Little did they know that the many Kryptonians in America were even more astounded.

Area 51, Nevada, America.

Area 51 was originally the base for the secret research of the Kryptonian spacecraft by the American government. Things went wrong somehow, and the Kryptonians took control of the base.

Since then, the secret experimental base in Area 51 had become the base of the Kryptonians. At this moment, in a conference room at the base.

A brawny Kryptonian wearing a black armor was sitting on a chair. The giant screen in front of him was showing the scene in the pantheon.

Apparently, the Kryptonians were also paying close attention to the meeting of the gods.

“Kal, what’s this guy’s name?” Zod, the brawny Kryptonian, looked over at the other Kryptonian beside him. “He is good, young, very talented.”

“You don’t know him?” The Kryptonian named Kal looked stunned. “I thought he was your man? You don’t know him either?”

“Nope.” Zod frowned suddenly. “Neither yours nor mine, then who is he?”

“I don’t have a clue.” Kal also frowned.

“Go find out who he is!” Kal ordered at once.

“Aye, General Kal!”

Someone responded immediately and carried out the order.

“Strange! Who is this guy?”

Zod and Kal exchanged a glance with each other, bewildered. The Kryptonians on Earth were divided into two groups.

One group was the Atlantic Kryptonians led by Zod.

There were over a thousand of them lived on Atlantis. It was not until recently they traveled through the wormhole to Earth.

The other group was the Earth’s Kryptonians, led by Kal.

They had been sleeping in the spacecraft that had crashed into Earth. America broke the shield of the spacecraft and awakened them recently. There were about 800 Kryptonians.

The two groups of Kryptonians added up to about 2,000 people. Because they were much stronger than America, they could rule this country with an iron fist.

But neither Zod nor Kal knew the young Kryptonian on the screen. It really puzzled them.

“Is he, like us, a surviving Kryptonian?” Zod and Kal were deep in thought.

...

There was silence in the pantheon.

The young man’s display of strength shocked everyone. The kings of the gods were the most powerful beings among the gods, yet the young man had killed them one by one. How powerful was this young man?

But the Greek gods were just as furious as they were shocked.

Dionysus, the god of wine, one of the twelve major gods, glared at the young man with a murderous look in his eyes. “How dare you kill my brother!”

Another major god, Hermes, the god of thieves, was enraged, too. “How dare you, foreign devil, be so brazen disregard for the pantheon! You deserve a million deaths!”

Athena, the goddess of wisdom, also one of the twelve gods, even pointed at the young man with a scepter of wisdom. “Foreign devil, I will kill you for shedding my brother’s blood!”

“Kill me?” The young man shook his head and chuckled. “Don’t worry. Ares and Apollo died; gods like you all will also die. I will kill you all myself.”

The young man flicked his fingers as soon as his voice trailed off.

Three strands of silver silk shot out from the young man’s fingertips. They defied the distance and suddenly hit the god of wine, the god of thieves, and the goddess of wisdom on their foreheads.

The next moment, something shocking happened.

The silverish silks suddenly exploded, blowing the heads of the three apart like exploding watermelons in clouds of blood mist.

Three headless corpses plunged from the air, hitting the floor paved with gold bricks with three muffled thuds.

Silence returned to the pantheon again.

He killed the three gods—the god of wine, the god of thieves, and the goddess of wisdom—with just the flick of a finger, as if he was killing ants. He showed the power of the king of gods to the fullest.

The Greek gods were infuriated, but none of the major gods dared to step out and chide the young man.

This young man in front of their eyes was too powerful for them. They were afraid that if they were too vocal, they would end up like the god of wine and other gods.

At this time, Zeus, the king of the gods, stood up, his overwhelming aura filling the pantheon.

Zeus was going to intervene.

All the other gods looked at him, only to see lightning entwining with Zeus.

This lightning was magnificent. It was not ordinary lightning, but a stream of tiny tadpoles-like symbols putting out bright and powerful light.

Many people felt their eyes hurt by just glancing at the lightning. They felt dizzy, and their souls seemed to be torn in half.

“Evil Kryptonian! How dare you kill my son and daughter!”

Zeus’s voice was bitter, loud as thunder rumbling down from heaven to judge the world.

Indeed.

Whether it was Ares, Apollo, the god of wine, the god of thieves, and the goddess of wisdom, they were all his children.

Now they were killed by the young man.

“Zeus is going to strike!”

“Things are getting interesting!”

The Internet went into a frenzy. Not everyone knew the ordinary gods, but Zeus was well known to everyone.

He was the ruler of the Greek gods, the supreme king of gods, and the head of the twelve major gods.

All this gave Zeus the status of supremacy and unfathomable strength. Who would not be terrified when he was going to intervene?

“Zeus is the most powerful being among the gods. He will kill this young Kryptonian and avenge Ares and others!”

“Zeus should have intervened long ago. Had he done that, Ares and others would not have to die.”

“It is a shame that the Greek gods have suffered a massive casualty this time, losing five of the twelves major gods.”

“If I were him, I would have fled. Never strip the mountain bare and you will never be short of firewood. It is better to find a habitable planet and make yourself a god there.”

People were commenting online, bombarding the major live streaming channels with bullet titles, almost overwhelming the servers of the major live streaming websites.

But what happened next told everyone that this was just the beginning.

After Zeus, a group of shadows rose into the air and attacked the young man with overwhelming force.

One was Poseidon, the god of the sea, who was wielding a trident over the waves.

Another was Hades, the king of the underworld, whose body effused black mist, as if he had just emerged from hell.

Then there was Odin, the king of the gods, who was wearing a golden helmet with two ravens perching on his shoulders.

And there was Thor, the god of thunder, who was as strong as an ox and wielding a hammer that clapped with thunder and lightning.

...

After Zeus, several gods had also stood up. They were bursting with energy, which suggested that they were all kings of the gods.

Chapter 314: You’re Ling Jiu, Cleaning House

“One, two, three... twelve!”

“Twelve kings of the gods!”

“Gosh! The Kryptonian young man is dead!”

Billions of netizens gasped as the twelve kings of gods rose. They felt as if a boulder pressed against their chests and suffocated them.

What it was like to have twelve kings of the gods appear at once?

The king of the gods was known as the super-clustered beings on Earth. This class of beings was above the stellar and even galactic beings.

There was not even a single king of gods in the world ten years ago.

And even powerful stellar beings like Emperor Might and Vulcan were no match for the kings of the gods.

It was not until now that kings of the gods appeared on Earth—and there were as many as twelves of them.

They were terrifically powerful.

“Can anyone tell me who these twelve kings of gods are?”

“Calling God’s Perspective. Please enlighten us.”

“Earnestly waiting for God’s Perspective.”

“Be quiet! Let God’s Perspective speak!”

With much anticipation, a netizen called God’s Perspective started to speak. “These twelve kings of gods are: Zeus, the king of the gods; Poseidon, the god of the sea; and Hades, the god of the underworld from the Greek Pantheon. Odin, the king of gods; Thor, the god of thunder; and Loki, the god of fire from the Norse pantheon. Ra, the god of the sun; Horus, the god of the sky, and Anubis, the god of death from the Egyptian pantheon. And Brahmā, Shiva, and Vishnu from the Hindu pantheon.

“Interesting!”

“I knew it was these deities!”

“This is a formidable lineup. Any of the twelve kings of the gods is powerful enough to rule over the earth.”

“Ruling over the earth is an understatement. If the kings of gods want, they could destroy an entire planet.”

“Holy moly! Then aren’t we in danger?”

“Twelve... No. There are thirteen of them. Aren’t we doomed when all of them fight and things spill over to Asia?”

“You can’t say for sure.”

“Foreign devil, you have committed great sins!” Zeus’s bitter voice reverberated inside the pantheon like the rumble of thunder. “I will put your body away at the seabed of the Arctic Ocean and seal your soul in the center of the earth, where your soul will be tortured forever and you will wish you could die.”

“Really?” The young man sneered. “I have heard that too many times, yet I am still alive and kicking. But those who said this have all gone to hell.”

“Foreign devil, do you really think you can leave here alive today?” Hades sneered. “We have twelve kings of gods, and thousands of minor gods. We together are more than capable enough to grind your treacherous bones to dust.”

“Is that all you gods have got? I am very disappointed, to be honest.” The young man snickered. “Let’s not talk about killing me. So what even if you can kill me? There are sixty-six super-clustered beings among the Kryptonians. In your language, that’s equal to sixty-six kings of the gods. So, even if you all have killed me, you all will still be no match for the Kryptonians. Your era of ruling the earth is ending, no matter how you look at it.”

Then there was a dead silence in the pantheon.

The same happened online, too.

But the silence on the Internet did not last long before people went into a frenzy.

Netizens bombarded the live streaming screens with bullet titles to vent their shock and horror.

“Sixty-six kings of the gods? Really?”

“He must be kidding, right? Are the Kryptonians really so strong?”

“He must be bluffing, right? How can there still be any gods left if the Kryptonians are so strong? They would have eliminated the gods and occupied the earth long ago.”

“I hope that is not true. Otherwise, I can’t imagine...”

The gods in the pantheon were just as shocked as the netizens.

There was no king of the gods during the active period of the gods thousands of years ago. The kings of the gods only appeared after thousands of years of cultivation in the secret realm.

Even so, there were only a dozen of them.

Now the Kryptonians had sixty-six 66 kings of the gods?

Was this a joke or something?

“Foreign devil, I will call your bluff!” The Egyptian god of the sun, Ra, sneered. “Do you know how rare the king of the gods is? I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and I haven’t seen more than a few of them. How could a devil from the outer sky produce so many kings of gods? Heck! No matter how much you bluff, that won’t save you.”

“Exactly.” The other gods nodded in agreement.

As shocking as it was, they dismissed the possibility after thinking about it carefully.

The king of the gods was not an ordinary being. It was not something that could come into being without tens of thousands of years of self-cultivation.

66 kings of the gods?

Nonsense.

“A bunch of idiots with tunnel vision.” The young man sneered. “I said before, you all have tunnel vision. How can you know how vast this universe is? It is useless to talk to you all, anyway. Nothing can save you all from the parochial mindset and ignorance.” The young man suddenly transformed into another appearance. “Bring it on—all at once. I am in a hurry. After killing you all, I have to rush to America.”

“It is you!”

“How could it be you?”

“This, this... how is this possible?”

Before the other gods could know what happened, a dozen gods sitting among them had got the shock of their lives.

“God of wealth, you know him?” Zeus looked over at the god beside him upon hearing the exclamation.

“Your Majesty the King of God, he—he—he, he is Ling Jiu! He is Ling Jiu!” The face of Derek Rothschild, the god of wealth, turned grave. He looked horrified, his voice trembling.

“He is the strongest man on Earth?” Zeus frowned slightly. “That mean he is not a Kryptonian?”

“Absolutely not!” Derek Rothschild said. “This guy has Arcana Replication. He can replicate all the abilities in the world. It is no surprise that he can form-shift.”

“I didn’t know that he was not a Kryptonian.” Zeus looked at him with a pair of knife-like eyes. “You disgusting human killed five of my children. You must die today!”

Ling Jiu ignored Zeus and looked at Derek Rothschild with a smile. “So you are Derek Rothschild, the traitor, as Vulcan said?”

“Ling—Ling Jiu!” Derek Rothschild did not even dare to look Ling Jiu in the eyes. The name of a person, and the shadow of a tree. Ten years ago, Ling Jiu was the number one powerhouse on Earth.

Today, 10 years later, Ling Jiu was back, and showed his unparalleled strength.

An unexplained fear rose within him when Derek Rothschild saw Ling Jiu.

And he could imagine where Ling Jiu had gone. Ling Jiu must have hidden in Whitehole-2 for self-cultivation. With the resources and time flow of Whitehole-2, where 1,000 years equal to 10 years on Earth, he had practiced self-cultivation for 1,000 years.

Ling Jiu had become incredibly powerful.

How powerful would he be now after 1,000-year self-cultivation when he could become a stellar being and beat Emperor Might and Vulcan in terms of strength within just one or two years?

What made Derek Rothschild most uneasy was that with Ling Jiu’s return, Emperor Might and Vulcan could have also returned.

“Don’t worry. I will not kill you.” Ling Jiu snickered. “Someone will come to clean house. That guy has only one thing in mind for the past one thousand years, which is to kill you. By the way, he is already an apex galactic being, which is equivalent to a major god in the ranking of gods on Earth. It shouldn’t be difficult for a major god to kill you, I suppose?”

A chill ran up Derek Rothschild’s spine upon hearing that.

He knew who that guy Ling Jiu talking about was. Who else could it be if not Vulcan?

“The chairman has become an apex galactic being?”