Chapter 69 Intelligence

The gray-clothed man spoke the same language as Magma. Anbei knew that the other party spoke a different language from him, but he could understand it unexpectedly.

Anbei barely suppressed his killing intent.

He knew that the guy in front of him might come from the era when the ancient gods were still active, and he was the one who took the initiative to challenge Magma. He hoped to get more information about Magma from the prisoner in front of him.

Anbei asked slowly: "How much do you know about [Magma]?"

The thunder in his hand became more and more blazing.

Rumble rumble rumble ---

The harsh thunder sounded through the sky.

"[Magma] is a god who controls lava and high temperature." The gray-clothed man paused here, "My god [Alan] ordered me to come here to kill him and bring his godhood back to the Kingdom of Storms."

Anbei frowned slightly when he heard it.

This was his first contact with the gods of ancient times, and it confirmed the view of archaeologists that the gods were high-level forces controlled by the ancient gods. This made him feel a little uncomfortable. Although the God-favored should serve the ancient gods, he found it a little hard to accept when a living example was put in front of him.

As human beings, why could the God-favored of ancient times turn a blind eye to the suffering of their compatriots?

He asked, "What else?"

"[Magma] is sleepy, and I don't know much about him. I only know that he is on this planet." The gray-clothed man shook his head, "I just didn't expect that His Majesty the Thunder God is also interested in [Magma's] godhood."

The gray-clothed man didn't know much about [Magma], but he was confident that he could kill [Magma]. Anbei believed that he was a powerful God-favored when he was alive, but in the end, it turned out that he not only failed to kill [Magma], but even his soul was played with by [Magma].

But what is godhood?

Anbei was silent for two seconds before asking his question.

The gray-clothed man suddenly fell silent.

An Bei frowned: "Answer me."

"How can you not know what the godhood is, unless you are not here to kill [Magma]." The gray-clothed man's expression gradually became alert, "Does His Majesty the Thunder God want to share His glory with [Magma], a weak god curled up in a corner of the universe?"

The gray-clothed man took a step back silently, and did not give An Bei any chance to explain.

The visible blue airflow rose from the soles of his feet and spun around him, and the dust, fallen leaves, garbage and gravel on the ground all floated up. A tornado swirled around the gray-clothed man appeared outside his body, and the tornado grew rapidly, growing to a height of ten meters in the blink of an eye.

The whistling wind was no less than the thunder that exploded around An Bei. The surrounding houses and walls collapsed and became part of the wind. At this time, the rich green light had already blocked the figure of the gray-clothed man, and his confident voice came from the wind.

"I hope your death will make His Majesty the Thunder God realize his mistakes and choose to cooperate with a more promising god."

The miniature tornado engulfed Anbei, and the power of the storm carried the debris in the wind and madly hit the thunder rolling on Anbei's body. Huge bricks, sharp tiles and large and small gravel hit him. The cyan and blue-purple light flashed wildly on Anbei's body, and the cyan light gradually overwhelmed the exploding blue-purple light.

Woo woo woo!

It seemed as if someone was crying in the wind!

Rumble.

Anbei's thunder power was gradually suppressed by the surging storm power. The cyan light became stronger and stronger, and the blue-purple lightning light covered a smaller and smaller range, until it was finally pressed to the black dragon battle suit.

The building materials of the alley were split into small pieces and merged into the violent wind. Anbei was almost wrapped in the cyan light. When the debris in the wind hit him, it looked like it really hit him.

Because of the power of thunder, the gray-clothed man just misjudged Anbei's identity, so he held back in the previous battle. As a god-favored person sent to kill gods, he still retains powerful strength even after the passage of time.

Anbei took a deep breath, and the rolling muffled thunder came from his chest. The suppressed thunder in his body was boiling, and the jumping lightning burst out from his eye sockets.

He clenched his right hand, and a blazing white thunder ball appeared in his palm, and the prototype of a thunder spear was bred in the thunder ball.

The edge of this thunder spear was extremely sharp, so sharp that even the eyes would be stung. The gray-clothed man had to avoid his sight. At this time, Anbei suddenly squeezed hard, and the white thunder ball was crushed, and the lightning suddenly surged.

The blue light was repelled several meters.

Anbei stood in the blooming thunder, holding the thunder spear in his hand, and his voice worked with the rumbling thunder: "You only have one chance! Stop attacking and answer my questions."

Anbei's eyes were staring at somewhere in the wind like a falcon.

Although he couldn't see the man in gray, the thunder power left on him during the fight just now guided him in the direction.

A few seconds later

The green light in the storm suddenly disappeared. Without the support of the storm power, the storm quickly subsided. The countless debris that were rolled up fell like raindrops, which was spectacular.

An Bei looked around and found that the entire alley was destroyed by the storm. He could directly see the wide streets outside and the zombie-like people on the streets from here.

The battle stopped abruptly.

The man in gray standing on the ruins sighed and said, "You are worthy of being the follower of the Thunder God. I am not as good as you. Please say hello to the Thunder God on my behalf and my god [Alan]."

Although the battle did not continue, he did feel the breath of death from Anbei's Thunder Spear. He knew that he might not be able to kill Anbei, but Anbei could definitely kill him, so he chose to give up.

Anbei stared at him: "What is Godhead?"

They returned to this question.

The gray-clothed man answered simply: "Godhead is the source of the power of gods. If you obtain the godhead of another god, you can inherit his faith."

Anbei frowned: "If you get the godhead of [Magma], you can become the new God of Magma?"

The gray-clothed man shook his head: "Don't dare to have such an idea of ​​transcendence."

Anbei said in a deep voice: "How to use the godhead?"

This question seemed to shock the gray-clothed man. His mouth opened unconsciously, his face swelled and red, and then he asked with a trembling voice: "Do you want to become a new god?"

Anbei frowned.

He slowly raised the Thunder Spear: "Answer the question."

The gray-clothed man was silent for a long time and then shook his head: "I don't know."

Anbei frowned: "Don't know?"

The gray-clothed man sighed: "No human knows how to use the godhood."

Anbei pointed the spear at the gray-clothed man.

"Really don't know?"

The gray-clothed man spread his hands: "I really don't know, but don't kill me now, because I can still be useful to you."