Chapter 468 This place is poisonous, can't stay anymore!
Ares's head exploded instantly. Chen Mo waved his hand to stop the splattered flesh and blood, then frowned and picked up his holster.
Although this holster is not a precious item, it has been with him for many years. It is made of genuine pure cowhide and pure handmade craftsmanship. It can only be said that it was used with emotion. However, now, it has come to an end!
"Damn it, are you the only one who deserves to be called the God of War?"
The more Chen Mo watched, the angrier he became. He immediately whipped Ares's corpse. Although he didn't imitate Wu Zixu in whipping, he stepped forward and kicked him a few times, and then did a dance or something.
Zeus and Vulcan on the side were quietly watching Chen Mo jumping up and down. Chen Mo also took the time to invite Zeus and Vulcan, but Lao He was shy and refused, but Zeus did not.
So polite.
"Then I'm free to do whatever I want?"
Then the furious Lord of Thunder started beating Ares' body crazily with a stick. If Chen Mo hadn't been there, he would have started taking off his pants and started shitting and peeing.
"Stupid pig head, a white-eyed wolf who can't get enough to eat!"
Needless to say, the hatred between Zeus and Ares. The old guy wants to let Ares come back to life again and kill him again, but this is just a thought.
"Mr. Serent, thank you so much!"
Seeing Chen Mo still struggling with his holster, Zeus stepped forward with great discernment.
"It doesn't matter if your weapon holster is broken, I'll ask Lao He to get a new one for you!"
"You don't understand. This is not new. I am using my emotions. Do you know?"
"I understand, it's just like me and my brothers. Now, they can't be saved either!"
Zeus sighed, and then ordered Hephaestus to immediately use his personal treasure to make the latest gun holster for Chen Mo.
"As for the leather?"
Zeus frowned and then said.
"Then peel it from the Minotaur!"
As a result, an innocent Minotaur who was just ordered to guard the maze lost his life in a confused way, and Chen Mo's new holster was quickly made by the Vulcan.
"This is not a question of whether it is new or not, but since you are so attentive, I will give it a try!"
Chen Mo looked at this piece of gold-plated silver holster. It felt very good to the touch. It even had a holster with a heating function. He nodded with satisfaction. As for the previous holster, since it was broken, he should put it in
Just keep it in the box and that’s it!
The turmoil in Mount Olympus has subsided. Once Ares died, the remaining minions really didn't matter. Zeus mobilized the few remaining temple guards to launch a resolute and decisive bloody revenge against the betrayers.
All the rebels were hanged, their houses were burned, their livestock and property were plundered, and even the land where they lived was sprinkled with countless amounts of salt.
But even so, it is still difficult to relieve Zeus's hatred. Because of Ares's rebellion, Mount Olympus is now empty of ten rooms. The duel arena that can usually be filled with thousands of people now only has two or three big cats and kittens.
It can only be said that the entire Greek pantheon has ceased to exist in name only!
Even if Zeus hurriedly canonized the new gods, it would be too late. He could only capture all the remaining guys and let them take on multiple roles. For example, Lao He, in addition to the God of Fire, he is also the God of War and the God of Agriculture.
, the god of medicine and other weird clergy...
As for Chen Mo, Zeus really wanted to bring Chen Mo in as a supporter, but this time Chen Mo really refused.
"You'd better go get those long-legged ladies, I won't join in the fun!"
Chen Mo's words made Zeus suddenly realize, and then he no longer forced himself. After all, Chen Mo came across time and space, and it only took one sentence for the other party to leave.
So Zeus simply ran down the mountain, and did as Chen Mo suggested, and found a large number of young ladies to come over. And these women could follow Zeus up the mountain, so naturally they were not fuel-efficient, and soon the entire sacred mountain was covered again.
The atmosphere was so chaotic that Hera, who was originally happy and thought she could be the head of the goddess, was very angry.
Chen Mo smelled something wrong again.
"I'm afraid this won't stop!"
Chen Mo guessed that the second divine war was about to start, and he really had no intention of participating this time. So, after saying goodbye to the God of Fire, Chen Mo quickly opened the Holy Light Channel and prepared to leave this world.
And Chen Mo's guess was correct. Not long after he left, the new goddess of wisdom and the new goddess of hunting started fighting over the title of No. 1 cup size, and along with that, they also divided those Yingying Yanyan into two factions.
They fought to the death directly on the mountain, which made Zeus very angry.
The God of Fire, on the other hand, was deeply taught by Chen Mo. He relied on his exclusive monopoly on divine weapons to get along like a fish in water among many goddesses and reaped many benefits. However, he was envious of Zeus, but he could neither blacksmith nor knit.
He couldn't please like Vulcan, so he could only lick an old face and hang out all day long.
According to what Chen Mo said, this divine system is really hopeless!
But he’s not much better!
Because on the way home, Chen Mo was directly bounced back to the DC world by the world barrier. Although he didn't know the specific reason, but based on the reaction of the world's will, Chen Mo guessed that it must be related to Apokolips, and there might even be something to do with it.
The fault of the God of War, after all, is that Ares is a local god no matter what. If Chen Mo kills the opponent, it will have a passive effect of reducing the favorability points by 5 in terms of camp division.
And with such a twist, the time span instantly went from who knows how many years before BC to who knows how many years in the twentieth century! But Chen Mo knew that he was in the First World War.
"Damn it, the Germans have a grudge against me, right?"
When Chen Mo opened his eyes, what he saw was a giant airship flying slowly in the sky, with a lead-gray paint job and a large Iron Cross logo.
Behind the airship, there are countless Fokker monoplane fighters, and in the sky opposite these fighters, there are a large number of British monoplane fighters.
Chen Mo was like a sausage between two pieces of bread, sandwiched between both sides.
Both sides obviously did not pay attention to Chen Mo on the ground, and both stared at their opponents. The Wuyangyang fleet was like two big crows, and they started fighting when they came into contact.
Chen Mo, on the other hand, simply sat on the ground and watched this earth-shattering aerial duel unfold.
Then, he saw a red three-winged fighter jet crashing into the ground like a bird with broken wings.
Watching the iconic fighter jet fall, Chen Mo suddenly had a bold idea.
