Chapter 1106 Fighting the evil god can solve the problem
"Today's Titans are so lucky!" A sigh sounded in the deep and dark space. "If I had mastered the secret technique of the Demon back then, it would not be so difficult to advance to the Epic."
"No matter how difficult it is, you succeeded. You are luckier than those compatriots who were buried in the void. If I had possessed the secret technique of the demon at that time, the number of epics in my clan would have been far greater than what it is now."
"There is no point in talking about these. The past is in the past. Now we should solve the shortcomings of the Heavenly Demon Secret Technique. The Heavenly Demon Secret Technique does solve the problem of high mortality in ethnic promotion, but it also makes our descendants weak."
"Just arrange for them to fight the evil god. There is nothing to worry about. If their combat power is weak, then go find an opponent to sharpen them. If you fight a few more times, your combat power will increase."
"It is too easy to obtain the source of power through the secret method of the devil, and it is easy for the younger generations to become dependent on it." An ancient and majestic voice with a sense of vicissitudes sounded, which was the worry of an ancient existence.
"Such a phenomenon has already occurred in the dragon clan. The new generation of dragon kings are addicted to the secret method of the devil and cannot extricate themselves."
"It's really short-sighted. Bahamut is also incompetent. After this happens, he can only watch helplessly."
"Although Bahamut has a respected status among the dragon clan, he is the Dragon God. He has no right to order other dragon kings. The most he can do is dissuade them based on his qualifications."
"What a pity."
"If those dragon kings don't make changes, they will be useless." An epic titan commented unceremoniously.
"uncertain."
"Our clan must not follow in the footsteps of the Dragon Clan. All Titans must fight against the Evil God after reaching a certain stage in their use of the Demonic Secret Technique."
"Evil gods are not that easy to find, and sometimes even if they are found, they are not suitable as enemies for those who have just been promoted to epic juniors."
"We, the elders, need to worry more about this aspect. We can help them find suitable goals."
"That's no problem!"
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"I'm finally back." Muria walked through the Void Gate and returned to the void wonder built by the three clans. Above the Ten Thousand Realms Teleportation Hall, he looked down at the faint light below, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance.
The barrier of the world made a sigh.
"Hypocritical." Michaela also appeared behind Muria and snorted. In her opinion, her husband has already completed the third reincarnation, so he should be used to it, so why should he sigh?
strength.
"Go and see our sons and daughters!"
"You go ahead, I won't go." Muria shook his head in refusal. As the saying goes, wealth returns home, but he is far from rich now, so there is no need to enter the world.
"Then I call them over?" Michaela raised her eyebrows. She probably knew the reason, and at the same time gave up her plan to go to the boundless heaven.
"Call them over." Muria nodded in agreement.
And just as Muria had just returned and had a few words of conversation with Michaela, the void in front of him was torn apart by a powerful force, revealing a primitive and wild world.
"Muria, you... huh?" The being sitting on the mountains looked at his descendant. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes became serious.
"Grandfather!" Mulia was not surprised when he saw the grandfather who gave him such a strong pressure appearing in front of him in this way. He bowed slightly and saluted him.
"What did you do when you went out this time?"
Archimonde looked at his grandson. In his eyes, in just over a hundred years, Muria had undergone almost earth-shaking changes.
Although it seems that Muria's strength has not changed much from more than a hundred years ago, and even his aura has not fluctuated much.
But if you sense it carefully, you can notice that there is a powerful force in his body that is not inferior to him, and Muria is trying to integrate this force and use it for his own use.
"Swallowed an evil god alive?"
Archimonde asked with a strange look on his face, because this was his most intuitive feeling. That power that was completely different from his grandson's was epic.
"No." Muria was stunned when he heard his grandfather's words, then quickly shook his head, and then nodded again, "But it's almost the same."
"Tell me about your experience this time." Archimonde became interested. It seemed that his grandson encountered something very interesting this time.
Muria naturally would not refuse his grandfather's request. It was not a big deal anyway. On the contrary, his grandfather could give him advice. He could not fully grasp the power of the seven plague demons and could only use it indirectly. In the middle
There is always a layer between them.
Therefore, Muria briefly described his experience to Archimonde.
"How do I fully control the power of the Seven Plague Demon Gods?" After briefly describing it to let Archimonde understand the whole story of his experience, Muria raised his own question.
"You can use the power of this demon god, right?"
"That's right." Muria nodded.
"I have the best solution."
"What?" Muria's eyes showed anticipation.
"Fight!" Archimonde replied decisively. He looked at Mu Guiying, nodded slowly, and then continued, "Fighting is the best and fastest way to become familiar with and master power."
"Then..." Muria set his sights on his grandfather, with a look of eagerness in his eyes. Archimonde, the Lord of the Wilderness, is definitely qualified to be his opponent.
"I'm talking about a battle where the loser dies and the winner lives." Seeing the expectation in Muria's eyes, Archimonde gave up his idea without hesitation.
He didn't want to fight with his grandson, or be a sparring partner, because there was no fun in it.
"Then who can I find?" Muria's face showed an undisguised look of disappointment.
"I'll arrange this, so be prepared."
After leaving a word, the torn gap in the void quickly healed, and the vision in front of Muria returned to the original darkness and silence of the void.
"Are you ready?" Muria touched her chin with a look of understanding in her eyes.
"Take me with you!" Just as Muria was thinking, Michaelela's voice suddenly sounded next to him.
"What?" Muria had a helpless expression on her face.
"Take me with you during the battle." Michaela made his request. Everything just happened was seen by her. She naturally knew that the Lord of the Wilderness was asking Muria to prepare for something.
"I refuse!" Muria replied without hesitation. How could he bring his wife with him on such a thing? This is not a sightseeing trip.
"I allow you to reorganize your language." Michaelela drew out a sword surrounded by crimson blazing divine flames, and behind her, the holy wings spread out one after another.
"It's useless for you to threaten me. It's impossible for me to agree to this kind of thing." Muria looked at her partner's new posture, especially the sixth pair of wings on her back that had never been there before, and her face looked very relaxed.
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Zheng~
The crimson sword energy soared into the sky, seeming to split the entire dark void into two. An epic pressure comparable to that of the gods spread, disturbing the eyes of countless beings. Before these beings could focus their gazes, this long ray
The sword light from an unknown distance struck down at Muria.
"You really do it." Seeing her partner slashing at her with a sword that was so powerful that it could split the land of a small world, Muria shook her head, and then raised her hand to grab the sword light.
After Muria stretched out his palm, his palm expanded crazily in Michaelela's field of vision at an extremely horrifying speed, filling her field of vision, and between her husband's palms, chains of order and rules emerged.
Then intertwined.
The sound of the rising and falling tides sounded in the dead silence of the void, the moist smell mixed with the fishy smell of seawater filled the air, and the blue ocean emerged in Muria's palm.
"Muria, stop looking down on others!" Seeing Muria evolving into a vast ocean with laws, Michaela suddenly became a little angry.
The reason why she attacked Muria was to prove herself to Muria. She knew that Muria felt that it was too dangerous for her to fight with beings of the same level just after being promoted to epic, and she was worried about her.
But Michaela hated this kind of care very much, so this scene happened. However, she did not expect that Muria would use the power she had just obtained and could not fully control to fight against her.
"It's really hard to take care of." Seeing the even more angry Michaela, Muria was helpless. At this time, the sword light that Michaela cut off also fell on the vast ocean that he had evolved.
After Michaelela was promoted to the epic and fully controlled the law, the blazing divine flames that had undergone a transformation crazily burned the ocean in Muria's palm, and the seawater was evaporated in large quantities, leaving almost no resistance...
And just when the couple Muria and Michaela were having an argument, Archimonde, who had already had an idea, contacted several ancestral-level epic titans who had left Erathia and gone to other world communities.
"Is there an evil god at the level of Rongyuan or Mijie? My grandson needs a battle now?"
"Your grandson? Who?" A few terrifying spirits ignored the long distance between the world communities and directly communicated with Archimonde in the world.
"Muria."
"Oh, I have an impression."
"Can he fight the evil god now? I remember that it was less than three hundred years before he was promoted to epic."
"Okay, he swallowed the power of an evil god." Archimonde briefly described Muria's experience.
"That's it, then I have a good choice here to let him come over."