Chapter 192

Shouldn't it be a weapon like a sword, spear, or halberd??

Even for Adam, the brass knuckles produced by Divine Weapon Alchemy counted as a melee weapon.

When it came to Karl, it turned directly into clothing.

Brunhilde sighed helplessly.

Then she said, "Alright, since Divine Weapon Alchemy produced such a piece of clothing, that means this clothing is the most suitable for Mr. Karl."

"Mr. Karl, why don't you change into it first?"

"Mm."

Karl nodded and asked: "Is there a changing room here?"

He was already wearing a Superman suit.

This was one Karl had obtained using his sign-in system.

It was impossible to wear two identical outfits.

That wouldn't be comfortable at all.

"There's no changing room, but there are plenty of lounges for the participating fighters," Brunhilde replied, "I'll take you there."

"Fine."

Karl nodded.

Then Karl followed her to a separate lounge.

The space was quite large, about several dozen square meters.

Karl took off the Superman suit he was wearing and put on the one produced by Divine Weapon Alchemy.

Mm, it looked no different.

Both were black Superman suits.

However, he didn't know if it was psychological.

Karl felt that the one he changed into was more comfortable.

And, it seemed it could transform into casual wear.

After changing, Karl tried stretching his body.

Mm.

Nothing uncomfortable.

It was quite good.

So, he returned to the lounge where Brunhilde and the others were.

After a while, someone announced the start of the match.

Karl and his group entered the arena.

Mr. Ming, Brunhilde, and the others entered the spectator stands.

And Karl.

Walked into the arena along the path next to the lounge.

Valhalla Arena

The arena, which was originally all dirt and stone, suddenly changed its appearance.

The ground was raised significantly, as were the spectator stands and the entrance for the fighters.

The ring in the very center was still dirt and stone.

But all around this ring, seawater was spread out.

At the top of the arena, many seagulls were flying and calling.

Looking at this scene.

Someone who didn't know better would think they had arrived at the seaside.

The audience on the gods' side was very surprised to see the change in the arena.

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The stage for the third round?"

"Mm, a very bold change."

"It's actually the ocean."

"The ocean?"

"Could it be that the next one to appear is..."

"What? Is it that lord?"

The figure of the referee, Heimdall, appeared in the center of the ring.

"Mm..."

"After experiencing the incredible two consecutive victories for humanity."

"At this moment, we welcome the final struggle between the gods and humanity, Ragnarok,"

"The third round."

Having said this, Heimdall's voice rose, "Following the strongest god, Lord Zeus." "The next fighter for the gods' side is..."

"This lord!"

As the words fell.

The gate for the fighters' entrance opened.

Seawater surged in through the gate.

But a moment later.

The seawater gave way to a path in the middle.

As if it didn't dare to block the way.

"This lord who rules over the entire ocean is none other than the ruler of the sea."

"The tyrant of the sea."

"The most terrifying god, whom even the gods fear."

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"The tyrant of the sea, the most terrifying god."

"The most terrifying god, whom even the gods fear."

"The second son of the three strongest brothers in the heavens, known as the Zeus of the sea."

"His name is... Poseidon!"

Following Heimdall's introduction.

A figure walked slowly onto the ring.

This person had golden hair, and the clothes on his body were quite magnificent.

He held a trident in his hand, his expression cold.

He scanned the arena and said disdainfully: "A bunch of trash."

Loki curled his lips and said: "Someone who can take a joke even less than my uncle has arrived." Odin glanced at him and said nothing.

In the spectator stands.

Those lower-level gods didn't even dare to speak when they saw Poseidon appear.

The human audience in the arena clearly noticed this.

They immediately began to whisper.

"Those gods on the same side are actually afraid..."

"Poseidon... isn't he Zeus's brother?"

"When Zeus appeared before, the gods didn't act like this, did they?"

"Who knows..."

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These humans.

Naturally, they had also heard some mythological stories.

They knew the relationship between Poseidon and Zeus.

According to mythology.

Zeus was the King of the Gods, and his status was clearly higher than Poseidon's.

His strength was naturally higher as well.

But when facing Zeus, these gods didn't act so afraid that they didn't dare to speak.

What was going on now?

Could it be that Poseidon was even more powerful than Zeus?

That made no sense.

"Alright."

"And now, facing the fearsome Sea God."

Heimdall continued his introduction.

"Still insisting on challenging, the reckless fool."

"Ah... no, wait."

"For humanity, this man enters!"

The spotlight hit the entrance, and a figure appeared there.

A handsome face, a black bodysuit, and a wide cape behind him.

Karl.

"His flight speed is faster than a bullet."

"His strength is greater than a train."

"With a single leap, he can cross tall buildings."

"The renowned superhero."

"Fighting endlessly for justice and truth..."

"He is the God of Humanity, Karl!"

Hearing this introduction, Karl raised his eyebrows.

This stuff was all written by Brunhilde.

She had even asked for Karl's opinion at the time.

Karl replied to write whatever, and this was the result.

It was alright, he didn't know how she came up with these words.

Glancing at the seawater in front of him, Karl leaped.

His entire body floated in the air.

In just an instant.

He arrived in the ring.

!!

Heimdall was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "My god!"

"What did I just see?"

"Is this human flying!"

"It seems he does have some strength."

"No wonder he possesses the title of God of Humanity."

The onlookers also exclaimed.

"This person... can actually fly!" ### CHAPTER 768