My Summons Are All Gods

Originally, Jerry planned to ignore it. He couldn't be bothered.

After all, it was not strange for him to encounter other trial-takers here.

Furthermore, the strength of these trial-takers was not of concern to him at all.

As long as they did not provoke him, Jerry would not be distracted by it.

Following that, Jerry sensed the energy that was similar to a tier two god king that was slightly more amiable but it was drowned by other energies before dissipating.

This meant that someone had been killed by the monster.

This island was indeed dangerous.

Jerry was curious about what the enemies on Black Forest Island looked like.

Jerry stepped on the ground. The ground here was solid soil. During this period, the roots of the black trees interweaved, so it was probably not those strange fish.

Ares touched the black trees with curiosity. These trees were different from anything he had seen before. The entire trunk was pitch black as if someone had burned it. Even the leaves were pitch black.

"Ares! What were you doing!"

Apollo's voice was full of reproach with a look of disdain.

Previously, everyone witnessed these black trees strangled the monsters. Ever since they came ashore, everyone had been extremely vigilant against these strange trees. On the other hand, Ares was unwary and he even carelessly reached out to touch them.

"Could you be a little more cautious?"

Apollo did not stop complaining. However, his hands were still holding onto a dim golden glow. He was ready to make a move at any time to save them.

Jerry did not express his opinion on this. He used his divine sense to monitor the few streams of energy while he used his peripheral vision to look at Ares. It was not easy for accidents to happen where Jerry was looking.

"I have never met such an enemy."

Ares let go reluctantly, "I want to fight these trees!"

Polos rolled his eyes. It was rare to see Ares being calm and thought he had discovered something, but in the end, he was just curious.

"This guy, I want to open your skull and see if the muscles have been trained to the brain..."

Ares was not angry after hearing that. He knew that Apollo's tongue was like a sharp knife and he has a soft heart. It was just a joke.

He simply followed the train of thought and teased, "Hehe, no wonder I could feel my head swell up when I think. So it's due to the muscles in my head that were tired."

Ares's sudden self-deprecation joke amused everyone. After coming to the Ghost Swamp, it was rare for them to relax. The team was suddenly filled with laughter.

Brada was a little dizzy with what was happening. The atmosphere of the team was something that he could not imagine before witnessing it with his own eyes.

As the saying goes, accompanying a monarch was like accompanying a tiger. Today Brada finally experienced the feeling of being a subordinate after being a monarch for so long. Under Jerry's imposing manner, he never dared to breathe loudly. How would he dare to play tricks?

Who would have thought that these people could joke around in front of the monarch?

This either meant that the monarch was incompetent and did not manage his subordinates well, or that the monarch had his unique charisma and was close to his subordinates.

Jerry belonged to the latter. This monarch who was as imposing as a tiger treated his subordinates as if they were his friends. At this moment, he smiled faintly and had a profound look on his face.

"Haha, Haha, Haha..."

In such an atmosphere, Brada could only force a smile to blend in.

In the next moment, Brada could see that the faint smile on Jerry's face had suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by an indescribable sharpness.

That pair of eyes was like a wolf king leading his pack under the moon. The starlight in the entire sky was reflected in the eyes of the alpha wolf, converging into a pale blue galaxy.

Jerry's eyes were indeed glowing. The pale blue light flowed around his pupils like water, especially in the dark forest.

Brada was startled. He thought that his perfunctory smile was seen through by the proud monarch and he wanted to punish him.

Brada did not find the joke funny as his life was dependent on others right now. Perhaps if it was in a more relaxed environment it would be funny was what he meant.

He began to ponder whether he should cry or laugh when he begged for mercy. Under normal circumstances, he would have teared up to beg for forgiveness. Except he ignored the joke and did not laugh along which ticked off the monarch.

Before Brada's legs went weak and he knelt to beg for mercy, he realized that Jerry's eyes, which were full of divinity, were not looking at him at all.

Brada finally let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that Jerry was paying attention to other things.

But what exactly was it that made Jerry care so much?

Brada turned his head in the direction Jerry was looking and looked into the depths of the forest, trying to look for what Jerry had seen.

It was ridiculous of Brada as he did not dare to look directly into the forest. If he was not careful, the black hole-like forest would take away his soul.

Now that Jerry was also staring into the forest, Brada felt an inexplicable sense of courage and he did the same.

The forest was still shrouded in darkness. The pure black ground could not even leave a shadow. In his vision, there were only the contours of twisted trees.

The area in the middle was like a black eye that was sandwiched between the branches of two trees. These "eyes" without pupils were densely packed. Brada felt a chill and could not help but tighten his collar.

Brada stopped looking. Until now, he still believed that looking straight into the abyss was a form of transgression.

The pair of eyes that were glowing with light gradually dimmed. Jerry withdrew his full divine sense and spoke unhurriedly.

"Enemy, left front, encounter in 15 seconds."

Once these words were uttered, the team that was originally immersed in the joyous atmosphere suddenly became terrifyingly quiet.

A shadow flashed in front of Jerry. It was Ares. This strong God of War stood in front of Jerry without saying a word, with his solid and broad back facing others.

Apollo quietly moved closer as well. The Sun in his hand was slowly expanding, like a spring that was ready to open its domain at any time.

The other subordinates also tacitly positioned themselves in a battle formation, creating an indestructible wall around Jerry.

Only Brada seemed a little redundant at the moment, standing alone on the side.

Brada smiled bitterly to himself. This team was too taciturn. Even if he wanted to help, he could not find anything to do.

Despite looking into the depths of the forest, Brada did not sense the existence of any enemies.

He shook his head. Just because he could not sense the enemy did not mean that Jerry could not sense it.