"Why did you abandon me?" After searching the entire imperial capital, Abigail, who couldn't find any trace of her parents, fell from the sky in despair and muttered to herself.
"They did not abandon you." At this time, a cold breath lingered around Abigail, and the young man immersed in sadness woke up.
"Who?" Abigail suddenly raised his head, and then saw masses of black energy rising from the ground, condensing in front of him into a ghost wearing gorgeous clothes and with purple skin.
"Ghost, you are so brave. Do you know where this place is?" Seeing this ghost, Abigail clenched his fist subconsciously, but there was a strange feeling in his heart, and it was this feeling that made him
Didn't take action directly.
"Of course I know. I watched this city being built from scratch with my own eyes."
"Who are you?" After hearing these words, Abigail gradually relaxed his vigilance. In fact, after he realized what he was doing, he no longer had much hostility towards the ghost in front of him, because he could stand in the palace.
Those who can move freely among the world must also have a very high status.
"Haha, you can call me grandfather." Fernand touched his chin and said with a smile as his beard had long since stopped growing.
"Grandfather? My grandfather is already dead." Abigail clenched his fist again because he felt that the guy in front of him was teasing him.
"Do you think I am alive in this state?" Fernand asked helplessly when he saw his grandson who was about to attack him again.
"Not really." Seeing Fernand's strong but lifeless body, Abigail shook her head subconsciously, and then a look of disbelief appeared on his face, "You are really my grandfather.
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"You are now the new king of Chitian Kingdom. I came here to lie to you when I was full."
"The new king? No, I am not. My father is the king of the Chitian Empire."
"But he has left now. What he left behind needs someone to inherit, and you are the only successor." Fernand looked at Abigail with a dull expression.
"Why did he leave? Where did he go after he left?" Abigail recalled what Fernand said when he appeared, his eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, feeling that his grandfather might know more.
information.
"Don't ask, I don't know even if you ask," Fernand looked at his grandson's distrustful eyes and added, "I really don't know."
"Aren't you my grandfather? How could you not know anything?" Abigail's eyes showed suspicion.
"Your father is so strong, and he doesn't want to tell me, what can I do?" Fernand sighed. He glanced at his grandson, and then showed a look of disgust.
"Compared to you, I would rather have your father sit in the position of king, but unfortunately he insists on leaving. Now you can only inherit his position. Prepare to be crowned as the king of the Blazing Sky Empire!"
"..." Abigail was silent, and then he spoke slowly, "I don't want to be a king."
"Child, don't be stupid. It's no longer a question of whether you want to be a leader or not. It's a question of whether you must be a leader. If you don't do it, the empire will fall apart and the world will fall into chaos. Can you bear to watch something like this happen?
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"But... I feel that I am not qualified yet."
"That's enough. Just because you are the only son of Arnold is enough."
"I just want to find my father and mother now."
Fernand felt a little headache when he saw his dejected grandson. It was difficult for him to understand this feeling, because there was no family affection in the normal royal family.
"Okay, don't look so sad. I said they didn't abandon you. They left something for you when they left."
"What?" Abigail stared at Fernand with shining eyes.
"The king's inherited token, some powerful weapons, and a coordinate."
As Fernand spoke, he took out some fragmentary things and held them up in front of his grandson with a dead breath.
"What coordinates?" Abigail quickly judged that it was a special item that was different from other items.
"This is the answer you are looking for, the place where your parents finally went after they left."
"Which one is it?" Abigail looked around among the objects Fernand took out, and asked impatiently. This was what he longed for.
"This is it." Fernand pointed at the golden bracelet made of amber.
"Where are the coordinates?" Abigail reached out and held the bracelet. After studying it for a while, she asked with some confusion.
"In it, Arnold said that when you crush this bracelet, you can obtain the coordinates in it, which also means that you are qualified to meet him again."
After hearing this, Abigail began to try to destroy the bracelet without saying a word. However, after trying for a long time, he found that even with all his efforts, he could not stay on this seemingly fragile bracelet.
Every trace of it.
"Stop trying. You can't do it now. You should be a king first and then continue to practice."
Seeing Abigail who still refused to give up despite trying over and over again, Fernand sighed secretly in his heart and then said.
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In the endless void, two beings walked out of their bodies, stretching their majestic bodies.
"Are we just going to leave Abigail in this world?"
"Staying here is the best choice for him. Even if we reveal our identity to him and take him back, what will happen?" Muria replied while looking at his reincarnated body and thinking.
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"But if he stays in this world, he is destined to miss the epic. Bring him back to Erathia. Although the treatment is not as good as here, at least he may become an epic in the future."
Michaela has begun to ask for the share of power she deserves from the world. She will at least have half of the credit for the chaos in the ultimate world.
"Possible? I know best what the chance is for him to become an epic. It's simply impossible. No matter the Titan Clan, your Blazing God Clan or the Dragon Clan, it's impossible to accept him. We don't have the right to pass on the secret law.
Without the secret method, he might as well stay here."
Muria watched Michaelela begin the process of transformation from legend to epic. He did not ask for the source of power from the world. He knew very well what he had done to the world. The world had already given him a lot without thundering down on him.
Save face.
"Then let's leave it like this for now." After hearing Muria's words, Michaela sighed helplessly and did not argue any more, instead becoming silent in the realization of being promoted to the epic.
When Michaelela was promoted, Muria focused his attention on the reincarnated body he created when he came to the world of seven plagues. This was a tyrannical body that lost its restraints and constantly changed into various forms.
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Seven different powers are completely contained in the same body. Not only do they not conflict with each other, but they also blend with each other to give birth to a more powerful power.
"It's worth at least two standard units of source power." Muria looked at the reincarnated body that was gradually approaching him by instinct, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
His biggest regret when he came to the world of seven plagues was that he did not collect all the power of the epic who fell in the world, but there was no way around it.
After the power of the Seven Plague Demon Gods was digested by the world, it turned into mountains and rivers. This is an irreversible process. At least it is irreversible for the current Muria.
But fortunately, the various powers differentiated by the Seven Disaster Gods are still passed down and continued in the world. Muria obtained the power seeds of the Seven Disaster Gods, which can also be said to be his inheritance, or to be more precise, he left them for resurrection.
The backhand that comes down.
But these are not important. What is important is that Muria can control the power to accommodate another epic. In order not to lose money, Muria uses his position of power to collect resources in the world crazily, and then strengthens his control.
The epic power of.
Muria himself couldn't remember how many extraordinary resources he had swallowed, because there were too many. So much that if his reincarnated body was thrown into a low-level world without extraordinary power and decomposed, it would trigger a war.
A brief resurgence of spiritual energy.
And such behavior is undoubtedly very excessive for the world. When Muria leaves, the world will permanently lose the energy to generate these extraordinary resources, which is equivalent to weakening the size of the world in disguise.
But Muria didn't care about this. He didn't destroy the seven plagues world, but reestablished order for the seven plagues world. He deserved to get some reward, although he took a bit too much.
"I hope you can make my efforts worthwhile this time."
Muria watched the reincarnated body touch her. When this body, which had completely surpassed the legendary level, faced him, it moved completely based on instinct, because the will of the Seven Disaster Demon Gods had been wiped out by him.
Now, this body is approaching, just wanting to merge with him.
At this time, Muria's epic soul body also wanted to devour this body. This was the body's instinct, and it was very weak. It was so weak that Muria could erase it with just one thought, but Muria didn't.
Do this.
This was a result he deliberately caused. He used the medium created out of thin air by his source power to swallow the power of the Seven Disaster Demon Gods. Otherwise, he would not be able to take the first step at all.
Every epic is unique. Even if they are of the same race, after reaching the epic, the nature of their power is completely different. The power of the epic is extremely exclusive. No matter how hard it is, Muria will not be able to swallow up another epic.