Thousands of warriors brandished their weapons and wore various colored uniforms, rushing towards the opponent's position regardless of their own safety. Their blood sparkled in the sun, and their shouts merged into one, shaking the world like thunder.
However, in this fierce battle, the heroic warriors paid a heavy price. The fallen warriors fell one after another, their bodies falling on the battlefield like ears of wheat in autumn, dyeing this once sacred land red. Their flesh splattered on the battlefield, and their souls were sent to the underworld of Hades.
Seeing this scene, the Lord God Zeus, the ruler of the clouds, became serious. There was a flash of sadness and anger in his eyes. He could not tolerate the sacrifice of these warriors, and their death filled his heart with pain.
Zeus waved his arm, and thick dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky. This is an omen, a harbinger of disaster. When the dark clouds gathered into one, a bright light flashed through it, which was the divine thunder turned into the anger of Zeus.
This divine thunder was like a giant dragon, roaring and attacking Mu Yu on the battlefield. Its light illuminated the entire battlefield, instantly freezing all warriors and enemies in place. It was an unspeakable fear, a sense of oppression that made everyone feel helpless.
The divine thunder struck Mu Yu, and his body was swallowed up by the light and torn apart instantly by the powerful energy. His flesh and blood splattered, and his soul screamed in agony in the light. This is a punishment for those who dare to challenge the gods.
As for the warriors on the battlefield, they were stunned by this horrific scene. They couldn't believe their eyes, they couldn't believe that this was what the gods they once worshiped did. Their faith was shattered in an instant, and their world was overturned in an instant.
After this disastrous battle, the battlefield became deathly silent. The surviving warriors silently collected the bodies of their companions, their eyes filled with sadness and fear. The flesh and blood of those fallen warriors still filled the air, as if telling the story of past battles and their sacrifices.
Zeus's anger has not subsided, and his eyes are still fixed on this bloody land. He knew that this was just the beginning, and those who dared to challenge the gods must be punished accordingly. His divine thunder will continue to come until order is restored to this world.
The moment Mu Yu's thunder exploded, it illuminated the entire world. His figure was like a bolt of lightning, lighting up the surrounding darkness with endless power and violence. Each of his attacks was as violent as thunder, as if it was about to swallow up the entire world.
And his opponent, the Lord God, was tall and mighty, wearing golden armor and holding a huge sword. Every time he swung his sword, he carried a powerful force, as if he wanted to destroy all enemies in front of him.
The duel between the two was like a violent storm, fierce and violent. Mu Yu's thunderous explosive attacks kept falling on the Lord God, but each time he was resisted by the Lord God with great power. The Lord God's attacks also swept towards Mu Yu like strong winds and huge waves, but he was skillfully dodged every time.
The battle between the two became more and more intense, their figures intertwined in the air, and every collision brought strong energy fluctuations. Their power continued to rise during the duel, as if they were about to swallow up the entire world.
Finally, in a fierce attack, Mu Yu Thunder Explosion finally found the main god's flaw. He rushed towards the Lord God at lightning speed and punched the Lord God in the chest. This punch carried powerful power and violent energy, and directly knocked the Lord God away.
The Lord God rolled in the air and finally fell to the ground. He looked up at Mu Yu's thunderous explosion, his eyes filled with surprise and admiration. And Muyu Thunder Burst also stood there, breathing heavily, looking at his opponent.
Hades remained silent in the deep darkness for a while. His injuries gradually recovered, but his heart was filled with anger and desire for revenge. He knew that he had to join the campaign to suppress Mu Yu again, otherwise he would lose everything.
Hades stood up slowly. His body was still a little weak, but his eyes were full of determination and determination. He began to prepare his own strength, knowing that he needed more strength to fight against Mu Yu.
Hades began to summon the power of darkness, and his figure was gradually shrouded in darkness. His aura became cold and ruthless, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He knew he was ready to fight Mu Yu again.
The god of Hades joined the team that surrounded Mu Yu, and he and other gods launched a fierce attack on Mu Yu. Their powers came together to form a powerful wave of energy that rushed towards Mu Yu.
Mu Yu felt this powerful energy wave, and he began to feel a little frightened. But he did not give up, and began to gather his strength to prepare for the attack.
The attacks of Hades and other gods finally fell on Mu Yu, and their power tore the air apart and made the whole world tremble. Mu Yu was knocked away, but he did not fall down. He started to stand up, ready to continue fighting.
Pluto watched Mu Yu stand up, and his heart was filled with admiration. He knew that Mu Yu was a powerful enemy, but he did not give up and was ready to continue fighting.
Hades and other gods launched another attack on Mu Yu, and their powers gathered together again, forming a powerful energy wave. This time they didn't leave any room, they wanted to completely eliminate Mu Yu.
Poseidon and Hades stood side by side, their gazes were like daggers, revealing strong murderous intent. Behind them, the turbulent waves and the dark power of the underworld converged into a powerful energy, like a violent storm, ready to defeat Mu Yu in one fell swoop.
At the same time, the Lord God also rained down the thunder of punishment from the clouds. They were golden arcs that shone with dazzling light, symbolizing the power and anger of God. The power of thunder gathered in the air, forming a huge energy beam that rushed straight towards Mu Yu.
However, facing the joint attack of these three gods, Mu Yu did not show any fear. He stood there with his hands clasped together, and a powerful dark force flowed in his palms. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see through all the illusions in the world.
Suddenly, Mu Yu opened his hands, and a huge black energy field was instantly formed. Countless undead walked out of the darkness, their figures twisted and ferocious, but their eyes shone with loyalty. These undead souls surrounded Mu Yu and formed an impenetrable line of defense.
The attacks of Poseidon, Hades and Lord God fell on this line of defense at the same time, and the collision of darkness and light caused a deafening noise. Energy ripples spread around, rolling up layers of storms. However, no matter what kind of attack, the undead did not take a step back. They used their lives to protect Mu Yu.
The battle lasted for a long time, the attacks of the three gods became more and more fierce, and the number of undead around Mu Yu also continued to increase. But they always held the line of defense and did not allow any attacks to break through.
Eventually, Poseidon, Hades, and the Lord God all felt exhausted. Although their attacks were powerful, they were powerless in the face of such determined resistance. They knew that if they wanted to defeat Mu Yu, they would have to pay a higher price.
In the aftermath of the battle, the three gods temporarily stopped attacking. They looked at the countless undead, and then looked at Mu Yu's firm eyes, and they all knew in their hearts that this battle might have reached a stalemate.
His figure looked lonely and firm in the moonlight. He stretched out his hand, palm upward, as if summoning something. Suddenly, a dark light emerged from his hand. The light quickly spread and formed a group of undead.
These undead are composed of various dead lives. Their faces are distorted and painful, and their bodies are dilapidated. They formed a thick shield around Mu Yu. Their appearance made the surrounding air become cold and heavy.
At this time, the attacks of Hades and Poseidon came at the same time. The attack of Hades is like a dark tide, carrying endless aura of death, while the attack of Poseidon is like a violent storm, carrying endless power. However, these attacks were like mud cows entering the sea on the undead shield, dissipating in the darkness.
Even if the attack dissipated, the undead did not waver at all. They seem to be made of endless death, and no matter what kind of attack they receive, they can immediately return to their original state. Every time an undead dissipates, a new undead will appear to fill the vacancy.
Mu Yu's eyes were firm and deep, and he seemed to have foreseen the coming battle. He stood there without any movement, just waiting quietly. The undead seemed to feel his determination and guarded him more firmly.
This is the power of Mu Yu. He summons endless undead souls and uses death to fight death. His existence is like an insurmountable obstacle that prevents the enemy from moving forward.
Mu Yu stood as if he were the king of the land of the dead. His figure looked unusually tall in the dim light, like an insurmountable mountain. His eyes were deep and cold, as if he could see through life and death and all illusions. Under his majesty, the surrounding undead did not dare to make the slightest movement, as if they were frozen in the long river of time.
At the same time, the Lord God stood in front of the Olympic army, his anger like a blazing flame, burning the surrounding air extremely hot. His eyes were full of disappointment and anger, and looking at the army in front of him that suffered heavy casualties, his heart was filled with pain and sorrow.
The Lord God's eyes swept across the fallen soldiers, their blood dyed the earth red, and their lives disappeared in front of the Lord God. The Lord God's heart was filled with anger and pain, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he wanted to turn everything into ashes.
He clearly realized that it was impossible to defeat these three powerful disciples with his own strength alone. Their strength, wisdom and unity made Mu Yu feel deeply powerless.
He stared at them silently, a helpless acceptance of an unchangeable fate. There was no fear in his eyes, only deep fatigue and a touch of sadness. He has endured too much pressure and experienced too many difficulties. Now, he can only place his hope on the army of the undead.
He commanded a huge army of undead and rushed towards the three divine disciples like a torrent. He knew that this might be his last battle, but he didn't back down and he would never give up. Even though he was facing three powerful disciples of the gods, he still stood firmly at the forefront, leading the undead army to charge forward.
However, even in this difficult situation, he still did not give up. He continued to curse, trying to find a way out. His heart was filled with firm belief that he would be able to find a way out. He kept struggling and looking for the light of hope.
In the chaos and noise, Mu Yu stood on the edge of the battlefield, his eyes away from the undead army and the Olympic army that were fighting fiercely behind him. He heard the angry cry of the Lord God. The sound was like thunder, but it failed to cause any waves in his heart. There was an inexplicable calmness on his face, as if he was watching a dispute that had nothing to do with him.
His hand held the hand of the undead tightly. The hand was as cold as iron, but it seemed to carry a strange power. He captured this hand, which meant that he had control of the undead army of Tartarus. The power flowed in his hands, like cold flames, illuminating his deep eyes.
He looked around, looking for a way out of this battlefield. His eyes were firm and calm, as if no matter what difficulties he faced, he could not shake his determination. He knew that he had to find a way out of here as soon as possible, otherwise he would be trapped in this endless conflict.
His figure loomed in the smoke of the battlefield, like a lonely traveler looking for his own way home. His steps were firm and powerful, as if no difficulty could stop him from moving forward.
Behind him, the battle between the undead army and the Olympic army continued. Their figures were intertwined, as if a huge storm was raging. However, none of this has anything to do with Mu Yu. He only focuses on his own goal, which is a way out of this dispute.
The main god stood on the high altar, watching Mu Yu leave safely, and the anger in his heart was like a burning flame. His fists were clenched, and there was an unspeakable anger in his eyes. He was once the master of all things, but now, he can't stop it from happening.
The surrounding undead army was like a black mountain peak, surrounding him, making it impossible for him to break out of the encirclement. He tried struggling and trying to break this bondage, but every attempt ended in failure. His anger turned into curses, pouring out like a violent storm, but these curses seemed so feeble and unable to change the status quo.
His heart was filled with endless anger and helplessness, as if swallowed by endless darkness. He felt himself losing control and descending into a state of impotent rage. He tried to find a way out, but there was only endless darkness and an army of undead around him.
His anger and helplessness intertwined into a deep despair. He felt that he was being swallowed by endless darkness and was unable to extricate himself. His heart was filled with pain and despair, as if the whole world was against him.
Mu Yu stood in the center of Tartarus, his figure looking lonely and firm in the endless darkness. He looked around and what he saw was unbelievable. This is the abyss of the universe, the end of life, and the source of time. He felt the contrast between his tiny existence and the vastness of the universe.
He held the Hand of the Undead in his hand, a cold and mysterious hand that seemed to contain endless death and power. He felt the power of his hands. He could control this place and change it.
As soon as his heart moved, the undead hand began to draw a crack in the darkness. It was a deep crack, as if connecting to another world. The light emerging from the crack illuminated Tartarus and also illuminated Mu Yu's face.
He took a deep breath and stepped into the crevice. The moment he left, Tartarus was once again plunged into endless darkness. But the crack still exists, as if announcing Mu Yu's existence and power.
He looked up and saw countless stars twinkling under the pitch-black sky, and their light seemed weaker than ever. He felt as if he had been sucked into this strange space, and his body became light and ethereal.
He lowered his head and saw a hand of the undead in his hand, which was a black ring emitting cold light. He felt that he could control this mysterious space, as if this space was part of him.
Mu Yu slowly raised his undead hand, his eyes staring at the weapon in his hand, as if telling it his determination. He then began searching for cracks in Tartarus. His fingers lightly slid along the wall, as if searching for some invisible clue.
Finally, he found the crack. It was a narrow and deep gap, as if it had carved an eternal scar on the wall. Mu Yu took a deep breath, and then forcefully inserted the undead hand into the crack.
With the insertion of the undead hand, the entire Tartarus began to shake. The crack in the wall widened, forming a giant portal. A strong light emerged from it, illuminating the entire space.
He waved his hand gently, and the hand of the undead emitted a faint light. As the light spread, the space in Tartarus seemed to begin to twist and deform under his control. A crack suddenly appeared in front of him. It was a deep black hole that seemed to be able to swallow everything.
Mu Yu took a deep breath, knowing that this was his chance to leave this mysterious space. He stepped forward and stepped into the crack. As his figure disappeared into the crack, the space in Tartarus gradually returned to calm.
He left Tartarus, but his presence remained there forever. He became part of Tartarus, part of the universe. His presence and power will forever change there, and will forever change the universe.
