Four Hundred and Eleven. There Was No One There.

In an instant, Eiffel released his cultivation directly. In an instant, he was wrapped tightly by the black gas that he released. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the Pantheon Temple.

"I'm trying to persuade you out of kindness. Since you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me for being rude. After I finish off Andrew, it will be your Pantheon Mountain!"

Eiffel, who had left the Pantheon Hall, spoke to himself. On the other side, after Zeus left the Pantheon Hall, he directly walked towards the Pantheon Hall's Treasure Pavilion.

Until now, he still didn't understand why the old god on the Pantheon Mountain would give the core of the Pantheon Mountain to Andrew.

When he walked outside the treasure pavilion, his cultivation was instantly released. He looked at the Treasure Pavilion Hall with a solemn expression and shouted loudly, "Zeus, the master of the mountain of gods, greets Senior. I hope Senior can solve my doubts."