Chapter 208: So what if I'm just an ant? Lao Zhao: I can also defeat the gods!

God's otherworld.

In the realm of lower gods.

"Well, Lao Zhao, since you have dedicated everything, the Goddess of Light will naturally respond to the believers' requests."

In an instant, a vast sound containing supreme divine power, like heavenly music, resounded throughout the heavens and earth!
roar!

In an instant, a terrifying and brilliant power of the lower god, as vast as the sea and the abyss, turned into a raging ocean of light, rushing straight into the sky, and in an instant it broke through the void and descended upon the four-winged brilliant angel.

You know, the Goddess of Light Su Yu is a glorious god whose strength reaches the [Twelfth Level Lower God]!

Such a powerful and glorious god would naturally cause great disturbances in the world.

…………

A certain world.

In Lao Zhao's room.

"me……"

When the shadow of this four-winged glorious angel was about to be controlled by the [power of his words] of the [Seraphim Michael], a bright white holy light emerged from His eyes. The holy light was like a blade, cutting through the void and also shattered this [power of his words] into pieces.

Click.

In the void, a sound of objects breaking suddenly rang out. At the same time, the phantom of the four-winged glorious angel broke free from this power in an instant and returned to its original state.

"How dare you! We are angels under the command of the Goddess of Light. How can you dare to touch us?"

"Glorious Shield!"

Coming back to his senses, the phantom of the four-winged glorious angel roared, and a holy angel light was released from his body and transformed into a white shield, wrapping him and Lao Zhao.

The shield of light protects everything.

Naturally, when this glorious shield containing holy power covers everything, it can also naturally isolate all forces.

"thump!"

All of a sudden, Old Zhao, who had been frozen in time and space by the power of [Seraphim Michael], fell heavily to the ground like a fish that had escaped from a cage and returned to the sea. Then, he breathed heavily and looked very painful.

"I... can finally breathe."

After more than ten seconds, Lao Zhao finally let out a sigh of relief. He supported himself on the floor with his hands and raised his head with a look of relief.

Just now, Old Zhao almost died in this dangerous situation where he couldn't breathe.

"Damn you, Seraph, you almost killed me!"

At this moment, Old Zhao, who had come back to life, was no longer afraid of anything. Instead, he raised his head and angrily accused [Seraphim Michael].

however.

[Seraphim Michael] did not pay any attention to Lao Zhao at all, but stared straight at this [Four-winged Glorious Angel]. No, it should be said that He was observing the glorious power of this [Four-winged Glorious Angel].

"This is a power similar to that of an angel, but the level of power contained in it is comparable to mine."

In an instant, a thought emerged in the mind of [Seraphim Michael].

"Just let me see the limit of your strength."

When he thought of this, the [Seraphim Michael] floating in the void moved his mind, and a touch of light golden Seraphim power appeared to the outside world and fell on the glorious shield in front of him that was filled with a sacred aura.

It was clearly just a trace of light golden power, but when it fell on the outside world, it was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, erupting with terrifying power that could destroy the world.

Click!

boom!
With the naked eye, dense and light golden cracks appeared on this brilliant shield. At the same time, the ground within the range of this brilliant shield seemed to be pressed down by some heavy object. With a few clicks, the ground broke and cracks appeared everywhere.

Finally, this room was like a earthquake. With a loud bang, the floor shattered and the room exploded.

Old Zhao, who was in this shining shield, opened his eyes wide, because he actually saw a large area of ​​night sky and dust and debris all over the sky.

Looking down, Lao Zhao was surprised to find that he and the [Four-Winged Glorious Angel] were suspended in the air. If it weren't for this glorious shield, he would have probably fallen to the ground.

"Gulu."

When he first saw this scene, Lao Zhao spat and took a few steps back unconsciously.

Then, he was surprised to see that the shining shield that was protecting him was covered with cracks, and looked extremely scary.

"Glorious, Glory Angel, what should we do? Are you a match for this Seraph?"

At this moment, Lao Zhao quickly turned around and asked the [Four-Winged Glorious Angel] floating above his head.

"That's right. The power of this Seraph has reached the level of a Lower God, while I am only a Demigod."

Hearing this, the solemn-looking [Four-winged Glorious Angel] met Lao Zhao's hopeful gaze, shook his head, and answered honestly.

"Then, what should we do?"

Seeing this, Lao Zhao couldn't help but make a bitter face and asked back with a resentful look.

Lao Zhao is a man with very strong psychological quality, so after he calmed down, he felt a little calm in his heart.

[It's just a death, isn't he mentally prepared? ]

"It's my honor to die in the hands of God, right?"

Thinking of this, Lao Zhao's sharp eyes dimmed a little. He sat back on the ground and reached into his pocket to take out a white cigarette.

"Click."

As a red flame appeared, he took a deep puff of the cigarette and exhaled.

Lao Zhao is Lao Zhao. No matter what time it is, he always maintains this calm and composed attitude.

"Indeed, I have no way of dealing with this Seraph."

However, unexpectedly, this [Four-winged Glorious Angel] said something unexpected: "But, Lao Zhao, as a believer of the Goddess of Light, you can ask for help from the Goddess of Light."

"what?"

Listening to what the Four-Winged Glorious Angel said, Lao Zhao raised his head and asked, "Then, how can I seek help from the Goddess of Light?"

"Buzz."

In an instant, a ray of white holy light flew out from the body of the [Four-Winged Glorious Angel] and then fell on Old Zhao.

Somewhere in the dark, a mysterious message flowed through Lao Zhao's mind like running water.

"So? So, this is the power of the followers of the Goddess of Light?"

"So this is what you meant by asking the Goddess of Light for help?"

In less than a few seconds, Lao Zhao slowly opened his eyes. He raised his head and stared at the [Seraphim] in front of him with an eager look. At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind.

He, Lao Zhao, is about to rebel against the gods!
………………

It's on fire, thank you all for your support.

(End of this chapter)