Novel Star Chapter 530 You...want to kill me?
Chapter 530 You...want to kill me?
Outside the temple is a large square.
At this time, under the stairs, two giant guards with spears in their hands were crossing their spears and looking at the majestic and shirtless giant in front of them with an ugly expression.
"Aren't you going to get out of the way?"
Holding the spear tightly in his hand, Kratos stared at the two guards in front of him, and a fierce aura gradually emerged in his eyes.
Looking at Kratos, cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two giant guards, as if they were under great pressure.
But they can't retreat.
As Kratos gradually revealed his strength and became more and more outrageous, many people in the clan already knew about his ambitions.
Behind them is the temple of the giants, and in the temple is His Majesty Fabuti, whom they love and respect, so they cannot retreat.
When the atmosphere under the stairs was condensed to the extreme, and it seemed that a battle was about to break out, a majestic voice came from the temple.
"Kratos, what do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?"
Kratos raised his head and stared at the huge figure wearing golden armor and a crown who came out of the darkness behind the temple door.
He grinned and said arrogantly: "Hasn't my King already guessed what I want to do?"
"Your good-for-nothing son Loki, no one in the whole kingdom knows that he is a good-for-nothing. He has been in the temple for more than a month and he still hasn't come out. Why? Aren't you here to collect his body today?"
"Kratos, please forgive me for being rude."
Although the two guards knew that the person in front of them should be the strongest person in the Giant Kingdom at this time, the will developed over hundreds of years still made them turn their guns and aim at Kratos.
"Disrespectful, hahahahaha!! Discourteous."
Not caring about the sharp spear pointed at him, Kratos raised his head and laughed loudly, looking as arrogant as he could.
boom--!
Before anyone could react, the laughter stopped abruptly, followed by an extremely violent aura erupting from Kratos.
Standing up straight, Kratos held the spear in his right hand and suddenly inserted the handle of the gun into the stone slab on the right.
The huge impact sounded like it came from the bell wall or was struck on the drum surface, instantly resounding throughout the entire city in the clouds.
Without further ado, Kratos was ready when he came here, and he didn't want to delay.
After all, the old guy's centuries-old prestige is not something he can compare to.
Although the young people in the clan basically support him, the strong men in the clan are concentrated around the old guy.
In order to avoid unnecessary complications, it is better to resolve the issue quickly.
"roll!"
Lowering his head, Kratos held the spear in his right hand again, and his body suddenly expanded in a circle at this moment.
As the blood flow accelerated, ferocious blood vessels, like red earthworms, slowly emerged on his body.
At this moment, Kratos' momentum seemed to have broken through a certain condensation point, setting off a whirlwind out of thin air and radiating away in all directions.
And in the air behind him, at this moment, stripes of red lightning like centipedes appeared out of thin air.
Staring at the demon-like Kratos in front of them, the two guards swallowed their saliva, with a hint of fear deep in their eyes.
Fear comes from the recognition of the strength of the person in front of you, and also comes from the natural reaction of living beings when faced with someone who cannot match them.
But even so, the two people's feet seemed to have taken root, with determination on their faces, and they did not step back in the slightest.
"If you don't retreat, then go die!"
Staring at the guards, Kratos's eyes turned cold, he suddenly raised his spear and wanted to sweep away at the guards.
"Well! What is this?"
"It's windy and thundering again. Is it going to rain?"
At this moment, a lazy voice with a hint of teasing sounded from behind Fabuti.
Then came the sound of footsteps. The footsteps were not loud, but they seemed to step on the hearts of everyone outside the door, beating with their heartbeats.
tread!
tread!
tread!
When the footsteps disappeared, everyone saw that at Farbuti's feet, a silver-haired young man wearing a moon-white robe was leading two beautiful girls, looking out with interest.
"Hey! Farbuti, how come you have become younger in just half a minute!"
Sorata said hello to Fabuti on the side.
Farbuti tilted his head and nodded towards Sorata, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
After all, he is old, and it is impossible to reach his peak state like Kratos can do it instantly, so even if his men are in danger, he can only stand here and improve silently.
If Sorata's appearance hadn't interrupted Kratos, he might have had to rely on his not yet peaked state to take Kratos' shot.
But not anymore.
The appearance of Sorata not only broke Kratos' momentum, but also bought him enough time.
At some point, Kratos's eyes had shifted from the two guards in front of him to Sorata.
There is no imposing manner, just like a real ordinary person.
This was the first feeling the boy gave Kratos, but as someone who knew the boy's identity, how could he treat the boy as an ordinary person.
If he can't feel it, it means that his perception is not strong enough, and it also means that the young man is far more powerful than he expected.
But even so, even being the strongest in the world can't stop him from realizing his ambition today.
After all, humans are still humans, so how can they know how powerful the realm of gods is.
He is not a god, but he is a person who has received the gift of God. Even if the girl is the strongest in the world, it doesn't matter.
"How about using the strongest in the world to announce his arrival to the outside world!"
Staring at the boy, Kratos's eyes flashed with a crazy blush.
It's all about fighting anyway. How can a Fabuti, who is about to be buried in the grave, be fully entertained? Only real battles, life and death battles, can show his strength and allow him to securely sit on the throne of the giants.
As if sensing something, Sorata and Fabuti looked at Kratos at the same time.
There was obvious surprise in Farbuti's eyes.
Sorata's eyes held a trace of amusement.
This guy's unabashed malice gave Sorata a feeling he hadn't seen in a long time.
"you……"
Staring at Kratos, Sorata asked uncertainly: "You want to kill me?"
"Yes."
Kratos replied directly: "There is nothing more deterrent than using your head to announce that the giants are going to sea again."
"bring it on!"
As he finished speaking, an even more violent and powerful overlord-like domineering energy burst out from him.
"Come on! Come and make me happy! You can come with the old guy. Today is the beginning of my world domination, Kratos."
"Fabouti."
Ignoring Kratos's domineering look, Sorata turned his head to Fabuti with a strange expression, "Is this guy's brain broken after staying here for a long time? The aura of chuunibyou is too strong. !”
Hearing what Sorata said, Fabuti was speechless and could only show him an awkward and helpless smile.