My Summons Are All Gods

The cries of countless mud monkeys could be heard. Being blocked by the thick fog, Jerry could still feel the flurry among the mud monkeys.

Under such circumstance, Jerry was also impressed by the power of the domain from the bottom of his heart.

They were both Tier Three god-king cultivators, but because the strange fish had the swamp domain, they were able to suppress so many mud monkeys by themselves.

Perhaps it was because of the thick fog, or perhaps it was because of the swamp, the red fish never set foot on the beach.

The fog was filled with the flurry of demons and monsters. But outside the fog, it was quiet.

However, Jerry did not let his guard down. No one knew if the immortal fish would come over to attack, or if one of the mud monkeys would run away in panic.

He held the sword before him, supporting it with both hands as he stared at the fog.

If anything came out, he would kill it instantly.

"Hu, hu…"

Bulanda felt a terrible headache, as if his lungs were filled with water, and it was difficult for him to breathe.

He had forgotten how he fell asleep, and what had happened while he was asleep.

However, it felt like a very long dream.

In his dream, he was still the ambitious king of the prosperous Empire Era.

As usual, his long dead companions who did not like each other, rolled their eyes at each other in the hall.

His wife who was at her most beautiful stage, smiled as she poured the wine.

Everything before him seemed to be covered in a layer of hazy golden gauze. It was beautiful and ethereal.

Bulanda gently touched the armrest of the throne. The familiar texture distracted him.

"Your Majesty! You are the emperor of all ages, the highest existence!"

"Our kingdom is bathed in your light, like the earth welcoming the morning sun."

One of the ministers suddenly stood up and began to flatter him.

Bulanda was used to such compliments. He did not feel anything wrong at that time.

However, when he heard the word 'highest existence', his heart skipped a beat, and a shadow flashed across his mind.

Bulanda knew that the figure was not him.

Right after that, another minister suddenly stepped forward and said sternly.

"Your Majesty! He said that you were the highest existence, yet he compared you to the sun!"

"How dare did he compare the sun with you! This is unforgivable!"

The entire hall fell into a weird silence.

Bulanda thought about it for a moment.

Somehow, it made sense.

Therefore, he waved his hand, "Slash."

The minister who had used the sun and the earth as an analogy between a monarch and a kingdom became lifeless as a puppet. He did not say a word as he was dragged away by the guards.

After everything was done, Bulanda felt uneasy and lost, and was fidgeting on the throne.

Voices that he did not understand kept ringing in his ears, and at the same time, strange thoughts occupied his mind.

"Bulanda, what's wrong?"

Only one person in the dynasty dared to call out his name. Bulanda turned his head, wanting to admire his wife's beautiful face.

But his wife's face had no facial features. Her face could not be seen clearly.

But Bulsnda did not think anything was wrong. He thought that the faceless woman was his wife.

He wanted to hug his wife, but she suddenly stood up and splashed the wine over.

Then, Bulanda could not see anything.

It was not darkness, but darkness was also a kind of vision.

It was emptiness in his eyes.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy.

When he finally opened his eyes, the surroundings were no longer the main hall.

The beach, the unconscious crowd, the black trees, the noisy monkeys.

Bulanda then realized that everything was just a dream.

He was currently on the second floor of the Endless Tower, on an island in the Ghost Swamp.

The God of Sun had coincidentally 'invented' a flashlight.

Everyone could now see the appearance of the black trees.

Then there was chaos. He could not think.

The people from the Sky Dynasty all fell to the ground, not knowing if they were dead or alive.

There was a large wave of black fog in the distance, and the monkey's cry came from there.

He did not dare look at the black fog for too long. The battle before him was obviously not something that he had the right to interfere with.

This was because even if he did not activate his divine sense, he could still feel a huge amount of energy from the black fog. There seemed to be many high divine sense things fighting inside.

Like a rolling road roller, the moment it came into contact with it, it would die a horrible death.

"Where's Jerry?"

Bulanda looked around for Jerry.

It did not matter if the others died, as it would not affect the strength of the Sky Dynasty.

But if Jerry was also dead, Bulanda would have to find another way to save his life.

"Wait, that figure is…"

Bulanda looked over and saw a shadow standing not far away.

Bulanda was exhausted. He could not use his divine power to observe the shadow. But he could tell that it was Jerry based on the figure.

He could not see Jerry's expression. The wind lifted Jerry's holy robe and it fluttered behind him. Jerry held the sword with both hands, the shadow of his back looked lonely.

He did not know how long Jerry had stood there, but on the beach, only the outline of a man and a sword stood upright.

"Is he protecting us?"

Bulanda looked at the black fog and then at Jerry.

He immediately understood that while everyone was unconscious, it was Jerry who was guarding the beach alone.

Bulanda was used to being abandoned and betrayed. It was a strange scene, but it evoked an indescribable emotion in him.

If he were Jerry, he would have carried Apollo and Ares and escaped as soon as possible.

Only someone like Jerry would want to guard all his subordinates.

Even he, who had joined halfway, was protected.

There was a hellish battlefield ahead, but Jerry was willing to stand in front of everyone.

Bulanda could not help but shed his tears. Countless images flashed in his mind. The sun, the earth, the rising sun, the prosperity of the dynasty…

He was reminded of the shadow that flashed past in his dream, and it overlapped with Jerry's silhouette. It was Jerry himself.

"There seems to be hope!"

Polos took a long time to recover from the chaotic battle.

Even though he did not know what was out there.

However, that thing had obviously dealt with the mud monkeys and now entangled with them.

This was the perfect opportunity to escape!

However, the only way to escape was to get close to the beach and meet the group of people there.

One had to know that the group of people had encountered the mud monkeys was what Polos did on purpose.

If this matter was exposed, he would definitely have to bear the consequences!