The first thousand one hundred and forty-nine chapters Feng Wangying escapes
Isn’t it?”
Recalling his grandfather's treatment of the Evil God of Desolation, Muria wanted to ask a question in return, but he held back. Whether the Epic Titans were war mad or not, he already knew in his mind that there was no need to argue.
"By the way, there is one more thing!" Muria suddenly thought of something, "Can I only go to the void to wander alone?"
"What? Do you still want to bring that little girl Michaela with you? Even if you want to, I guess that old guy Aludiba won't agree? If you really have this plan, do you believe that the old guy dares to charge?
Come here to fight for you?"
"Of course not," Muria suppressed his budding thought. His strength had already reached the standard that the Epic Titans had ordered to prohibit the use of the secret magic of heavenly demons.
However, the Blazing Gods have not yet issued relevant bans, and there is a huge gap between Michaela's strength and him. She still needs to be reincarnated continuously to accumulate the foundation that an epic should have. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to follow him.
He wanders in the void.
"Can't I find a companion?"
"No." Dimos replied to Muria very directly, "Your parents, namely Ansi'ol and Atrice, are the first legends to use epic secrets.
Now they have not touched the virtual world and are far from reaching the standard of traveling to the void, so you are the only one."
"Um, so, among all the beings in our world of Erathia who use the magic of heavenly demons, I am the strongest." Muria pointed at herself in disbelief.
Although he is quite confident in his own strength, he is also very self-aware. After all, compared with him, they are all the elites of the other three tribes. Let's not talk about other people, just talk about his parents, they are not much worse than him.
"Haha, it seems you haven't realized that you are the strongest yet." Deimos smiled.
"It's just that I'm the strongest in this batch of demon secretaries. It really doesn't feel like anything. If one day, I can become the strongest in Erathia, then I won't need you to remind me."
"The strongest in Erathia?" Deimos laughed out loud after hearing Muria's words. He didn't know whether he was laughing because of Muria's arrogance and ignorance, or because of Muria's ambitious but small ambitions. "You still
How dare you say it.”
"Just talking, what are you afraid of? I have the idea of becoming the strongest, is it strange?" Muria asked with a calm face. He didn't think there was anything strange about his idea.
"Well, that's not surprising, but I hope you don't let your thoughts just be thoughts, but treat them as goals to pursue and act on them."
Dimos expressed his approval and support for Muria's idea. Regardless of whether such a goal can be achieved, even if it fails, there will definitely be a lot of gains.
"I know."
"Speaking of which, no one among the three tribes can be your companion, but there are still people outside the three tribes."
Deimos looked down at the world below, or the world barrier shining with the light of the law, "For example, the Phoenix King Eagle you put in Xinapus, let it accompany you to wander in the void, is
A good choice.”
"Huh?" Muria looked at his grandfather in astonishment. He couldn't remember when he told others about the agreement between him and Phoenix King Eagle.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I know this is a weird thing to know?"
"Only me and the Phoenix King Eagle know this kind of thing. I don't remember telling anyone about it. And the Phoenix King Eagle, if I'm not mistaken, should still be in a deep sleep state now. Even if it wakes up, it shouldn't be
Talking too much to other people.”
"It depends on who it is. I was bored some time ago, so I went to Xinapus to see my great-grandson. Then the little white bird sensed my presence and took the initiative to wake up and communicate with me."
"...so grandpa, what did you say to him?"
"Without saying anything, he sensed that my relationship with you is quite deep, so he asked me to tell you not to forget the agreement with him."
"I haven't forgotten!" Muria also lowered his head and looked down at Erathia. He could only see a hazy white light, and the world barrier blocked all eyes from outside the void from peering into its interior.
"I always remember the agreement I made with him."
"Then go and finish it. I think that little white bird is also waiting very anxiously."
"Although I have been promoted to an epic, I don't have a drop of source power in my hand. How can I fulfill the agreement?" Muria said helplessly.
At the beginning of the birth of Erathia, in order to suppress the turbulent world, the six formal ancestor-level behemoths came into being. Naturally, there is no need to think about it. Unless the world is destroyed, it is absolutely impossible for these six world-suppressing behemoths to escape.
of the world.
Of course, if the world is destroyed, these six world-beating beasts will definitely die before the world is destroyed. Their relationship with the world will be damaged and prosperous.
However, although these six giant beasts possess the strongest power in the world, they are still living creatures, and as living creatures, they have the instinct to continue, so they reproduced their own descendants.
However, the number of these six races of world-beating giant beasts that have been reproduced for millions of years is still pitifully small. Even if the six different kinds of world-beating giant beasts are added together, their number does not exceed three digits.
Moreover, most of the world-famous giant beasts, like their ancestors, are in a dormant state, and only a few will become active during special periods.
The reason why the world-famous beasts are sleeping is because the world is too boring for them. The world of Erathia is indeed vast, but for the world-famous beasts that have an endless lifespan at the beginning of their birth, it is too boring for them.
The vast world will eventually be seen.
Although the world is boring to them, few of the world-defying beasts have the thought of leaving. Therefore, the world-defying beasts who have seen the prosperity of the world all fall into a deep sleep. But there are always exceptions to everything.
I don't know when, a Phoenix King Eagle with the fastest speed in the world looked up at the sky above its head. For the first time, it became curious about the scene outside the sky, and then naturally came up with the idea of seeing outside the world.
However, its innate power also brings equal restraints to it. No matter how fast it is, it cannot fly out of the world. To it, the world is like a prison that it cannot break free from.
"As my grandson, you are actually worrying about Yuanli. This sounds like a big joke."
At this time, a voice that seemed to be self-deprecating sounded. Muria looked at the rays of light in front of her rising from the world below, and then condensed the image of a beautiful dragon woman in luxurious clothes, which was similar in appearance to
Comparing the dragon-like Deimos next to him, they looked like a match made in heaven.
"Grandma Yalista." Seeing this dragon elder, Muria called out very affectionately. He already knew that his grandmother was now recognized as the number one god in the world of Erathia.
There is no other reason but the Source Power Dole in her hand. With the help of the Heavenly Demon Secret Technique brought back from the void, at this time, the Dragon King Grandmother already had so much Source Power in her hand that it could not be used up for the time being.
"Well, dear grandson, tell me! How much source power do you need? Please tell me the number." Seeing such a well-behaved Muria, Yalista said very grandly, with a sense of energy lingering around him that made Muria very envious.
heroic.
"Ahem, it doesn't have to be so complicated. I've already accidentally revealed this to several other little Titans."
When Muria was thinking about whether to ask this dragon grandmother to borrow some power, Dimos next to him coughed dryly.
"..." After hearing Dimos' words, Muria's face suddenly showed a speechless look.
"So just wait. It won't take long before that little white bird will take the initiative to fly up to you. After all, it has the best relationship with you outside of this world. If it wants to seek refuge, it will definitely come to you first."
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"The world is still as desolate as ever!"
The man, or rather the giant, looked silently at the desolate and dead land in front of him. He could see the hurricane sweeping across the sky in the distance, which made everything in the distance look gray. If he looked at it for a long time, he would feel depressed because of it.
"Abba, you're here to see the wasteland again. What's so good about these?" At this time, a clear and handsome voice came from behind the giant.
"That was my former hometown, burying the past in my memory." The giant sighed sadly.
"But it's just a wasteland now, and dad, you're looking in the wrong direction." The dragon man who walked up to the giant said disapprovingly. Judging from the shape alone, the two don't seem to have any blood relationship. But from the language
From the posture, they look like a close father and son.
"I want you to take more care of it." The giant glared at his dragon son.
"I'm here to call you home."
"I'll go back later."
"Alas!" Seeing his father who was still admiring the wasteland, the dragon son sighed helplessly, then turned around, and then saw the sacred trees holding up the sky, the rolling mountains, the clear and bright rivers and lakes...
A vibrant scene comes into view.
This is a completely opposite scene to the wasteland behind him, with heaven on one side and hell on the other, and where he is now is the intersection between heaven and hell.
Dragon Man was already familiar with this scene. There was an invisible wall not far from where he was, completely isolating his area from the desolate and silent world outside.
"The giant commander and the dragons have said that the great master will soon make the outside world the same as where we are now. How fast will it be? How long do we need to wait?"
At this time, the voice of the giant father, almost talking to himself, sounded in the dragon man's ears again, which made him even more helpless. Just when he was about to turn around and say something, an almost crazy voice sounded in his ears,
"Hahaha, the sky has changed, and the world is about to recover!"