Invincible! This person has lived for a billion years Chapter 590 Great Director William Johnson

Chapter 590 Great Director William Johnson

Hades had a peculiar expression on his face.

Did the power of the five holy halos return to Archangel Amenadiel?

Without them, could he still be considered a high-ranking god-king?

All the deities were pondering this question without exception.

They had all planned to search for the power of those five holy halos after leaving this place. Now, with Archangel Amenadiel standing alive before them, what did this mean?

“It’s fine, it’s fine! Amenadiel, do you see me as someone who holds grudges?” Hades, holding the Seven Treasures Staff in his left hand and the Spear of Apocalypse in his right, had a grin that could kill.

“That’s great then.” This time, Archangel Amenadiel was completely humbled, ignoring any provocation from Hades as if he hadn’t heard it.

Seeing Amenadiel’s demeanor, Hades narrowed his eyes, mischief brewing, and approached to ask, “So, do you still want the Seven Treasures Staff and the Spear of Apocalypse?”

Archangel Amenadiel gritted his teeth in frustration,this guy was shameless!

But what could he do?

His reputation was already ruined. Even the Cosmic Entity feared William the Obliterator; could he afford to die again?

Poseidon and Zeus, standing at a distance, remained silent, but Hades’s behavior…

Was somewhat reminiscent of their master…

No wonder he was favored!

As for the other deities, there was no need to say; Hades had always been like this. They even wondered if Amenadiel attempted to attack Hades again, would he be slapped to death once more by William the Obliterator?

“Hades jests. These two magical artifacts were bestowed upon you by William the Obliterator; what do they have to do with me?” Amenadiel laughed, “I’m not the type to covet others’ artifacts.”

Damn!?

The deities around were truly stunned.

What shameless things were Hades and Amenadiel saying?

Two shameless fellows having a conversation was utterly nauseating.

Amenadiel actually said he’s not the type to covet others’ artifacts?

Who was the one who went around with the Seven Treasures Staff plundering others’ artifacts back in the day?

Hades laughed, “My bro, Amenadiel, make sure not to trouble me anymore in the future.”

Archangel Amenadiel quickly added, “Hades, bro, you’re quite the joker. It would be wonderful to have you over for tea sometime.”

“I can’t take this anymore! I can’t take this anymore!” Poseidon made a vomiting gesture and turned to leave.

Zeus, without saying anything, disappeared on the spot.

“Amenadiel is really open-minded, isn’t he? I’ll definitely come over for tea and chats more often in the future.” Hades, the shameless one, smoothly played along.

The other deities could no longer bear to listen and left one after another.

They had actually wanted to leave earlier, wondering if the power of the five holy halos was still scattered around, ultimately deciding to search for them.

After giving Archangel Amenadiel another dose of disgust, Hades bid his farewell.

After leaving Paradise Island, Hades spat vehemently, creating a hole in the ground, cursing, “Truly shameless!”

After Hades left, Archangel Amenadiel blasted his own wooden hut into smithereens with a palm strike.

“Shameless scoundrel!”

Amenadiel was utterly infuriated.

Two top-tier artifacts were directly snatched from him, and he had to endure humiliation in front of so many leading figures, even apologizing to that bastard Hades!!

Is this something a high-ranking god-king should do?

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William, however, didn’t care what Archangel Amenadiel did next. He returned to Blizzard City and introduced their new teammate to Jesus.

Gump!

That is, Rhadamanthus!

By now, Dionysus had already transformed into his plump appearance, and the frost dragon had become a Ford Econoline van.

“Mr. Johnson, what is this?” Gump had heard William mention before about a frost dragon that transforms into a means of transportation.

The so-called transportation in front of him was indeed peculiar.

William said, “I call him Little broken car!”

“Isn’t he a frost dragon?” Gump was somewhat confused.

“He is a frost dragon, but now I call him Little broken car. Is that a problem?” William said, “One shouldn’t be limited by conventional thinking.”

Gump chuckled awkwardly, “Of course not! If Mr. Johnson says he’s Little broken car, then he’s Little broken car!”

Bob and Little broken car, upon seeing this new team member so adept at flattery, felt disdainful in their hearts.

“Mr. Johnson, when will our team leader arrive?”

Little broken car spoke with its hood flapping open, a sight that was indeed a bit eerie.

William said, “Just wait! They are rescuing another member of yours. They’ll be here once that’s done.”

“So we just wait here?” Bob was actually a bit impatient.

Although William was powerful, being transformed into a plump appearance and having to partake in these mundane tasks was somewhat displeasing for him, the supreme commander of the Divine Alliance forces.

William took out four small wooden boxes and handed them over.

“Just follow what’s written inside the boxes,” William planned to be a competent director.

How could he let Alice arrive and subdue everyone, and also acquire such a flashy van as a vehicle?

Bob opened the small wooden box and his eyes widened.

Find a place as your secret base, take a woman explorer as your wife, and wait for the team leader’s arrival.

Was this his mission?

Damn, what a strange setting!

But this small wooden box… this note…

Holding it, one could already feel the terrifying energy emanating from it.

The content on the note seems to be commands that must be followed.

Unlike the universal truths of this world, the content on this small piece of paper sets its own rules, more like a script for each character’s role-playing.

Jesus glanced at his small wooden box, a journey starting from the Shire to the Sanctum of the Holy Light as the endpoint, completing the journey as a target contested by many forces?!!!

Is there a place called the Shire in the Divine Realm?

It seems not!

The Divine Realm indeed has towns, but they are all under the jurisdiction of the Divine Alliance, and there definitely isn’t a place called the Shire.

So what should he do?

First, establish a town named Shire and then set off with the other team members?

Jesus thought about it and figured that was probably the only way to go.

As for Little broken car, he was assigned to a place called Mount Akina to race against passing vehicles.

Hone the skills of quick cornering, ultimately becoming the racing god of Mount Akina, waiting for the team leader to bring the other team members.

If there isn’t a place called Mount Akina, then create one.

It’s no big deal.

Gump’s mission was to become the river god at a place called Mystic Torrent, waiting for the arrival of the team members.

“Don’t get excited; this is a map. Take a look at where you need to arrive in advance.” William, the director, is quite competent.

He’s bored enough to create surprises and challenges for Alice, stirring up some trouble himself.

“There’s a town here, right east of Blizzard City. You wait there for your entrance, waiting for your team leader to arrive. As for the town’s name, why not just have the mayor change it to Shire?”

“Then… Blob, you’re here…”

William, holding a map of the Divine Realm, began assigning tasks to everyone like a director distributing roles according to his script.