"Wind King Eagle!" Muria looked at the majestic and world-famous beast in front of her with a little surprise, but she did not show too much enthusiasm. After all, it was just a Wind King Eagle, not its ancestor.
Before he set foot in the epic realm, Muria still coveted this world-famous behemoth, hoping to win it over to help him. However, after he set foot in the epic realm, he basically had no idea about it.
, the only thing he remembered was the agreement he made with this world-famous beast.
After all, this Wind King Eagle, which can only exert its near-god combat power in this world, is basically of no help to him now. As for Muria, its ornamental value is far greater than that of others.
Practicality.
At this time, the Wind King Eagle was able to break away from the shackles of the world, firstly because of its agreement with Muria, and secondly because Muria wanted to find a companion, and then this world-beating giant beast was found.
Logically speaking, the bloodline of the world-suppressing giant beast is definitely first-class in the big world, comparable to the Titans. In the world, the Titans of the same level are not rivals of such creatures that are favored by the will of the world.
It is precisely because the blessing of the world's will is too heavy that the world-famous beast cannot leave the world at all. Otherwise, the top powerful clan in the world of Erathia will have to add a few more seats.
Of course, this is not impossible. Nothing is absolute. As long as you hold the source power, you can achieve anything you want, including trading with the world.
"Muria... Your Majesty!" Looking at Muria standing in the void, with the Titan's true body surrounded by the Titan's iconic golden thunder, the Wind King Eagle wanted to shout out Muria's name as soon as he opened his mouth.
, but under the power that Muria now unconsciously exudes, it has been given an honorific title.
"Well!" Muria responded to this address calmly. He could see that this Wind King Eagle seemed to be a little uncomfortable. After all, thousands of years have passed for such an existence with an almost unlimited lifespan.
Meaningless.
But it was still a little awkward when it discovered that after waking up, the creature that it once needed to respect had become a powerful being that it needed to bow to.
"How do you feel now? You once told me that the world is just a cage for you. Now that you have come to this boundless void, you can ride as much as you like."
"I'm just kidding." After hearing what Muria said with a smile on his face, Phoenix King Ying lowered his head in embarrassment.
It is not the kind of idiot who knows nothing about the void. Since it has a yearning for the void, it will naturally investigate it. It is not difficult to obtain some basic knowledge about the void in the world with its identity.
Within the world, with its status as a world-famous beast, the world is so big that it can go anywhere. If it is more courageous, it can even enter the kingdoms of the gods for a walk. Of course, the prerequisite
It has to be those kind-hearted gods with a gentler attitude. If it is those evil gods, or chaotic gods with a flawed mind, it is not sure what will happen.
In the world, he can be a second-generation tyrant and run rampant everywhere, and there is no place he cannot go. But in the void, deprived of his identity as the world's favored one, he is just a slightly larger legendary beast. For it, the void
There are crises everywhere.
"Now that you are out of the world and can fly freely in the void, do you have anywhere you want to go or any plans?" Seeing that the Wind King Eagle was quite self-aware, Muria asked again.
The Wind King Eagle, which has pure white feathers, long tail feathers, and an ethereal meaning, turned its cyan eagle eyes, looked at the golden Dragon King next to him who was watching him, and then looked at the smiling face.
, Titan, who was waiting for his answer, finally made up his mind,
"Your Majesty Muria, I have nowhere to go, but I heard that you are preparing to travel through the void, so I beg you to take me with you and let me go with you."
Hearing such an interesting answer, Muria couldn't help turning her head and glanced at Deimos. Without thinking, she knew that it must be the handwriting of her grandfather. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Wind King Eagle to say such a low-brow expression.
words.
"What's wrong? What are you looking at me for?" Timos noticed Muria's gaze and asked with a smile.
"It's nothing." Muria's eyes fell on the handsome bird in front of him. This Wind King Eagle can be considered to have a prominent life experience. It can lower its posture like this. Naturally, Muria can't dismiss it because of its dignity.
Its ancestors are not ordinary beings.
"Come on the road with me. Are you planning to become my follower, or are you planning to become my dependent?"
"Familiar?" The Wind King Eagle raised its head and stared at the Titan in front of him. The tail feather behind him moved automatically. Does this guy know what he is talking about? Or is he extremely confident in his own strength?
To accept it as a family member, you really dare to say what kind of origin it is? What kind of identity it is? If it were not bound by the world, its current achievements... Well, there is nothing to say.
"If you choose to be my follower, then you will fight for me when I need it. In exchange, I will protect your safety wherever I can in the void."
Muria looked at the Wind King Eagle who seemed to be stimulated by his words, and stretched out his hand. The blue wind rose in his hand and turned into a ball of flame. This was one of the laws he mastered and belonged to
The law of wind.
"But if you choose to be my dependent, I will give you power. A powerful power that you have never mastered or touched. How do you choose?"
"I..." The Wind King Eagle originally wanted to refuse the choice of becoming a dependent very forcefully, but when it saw the cyan flame igniting in Muria's hand, it suddenly got stuck. If it refused, it was hard to say.
.
While getting rid of the shackles of the world, it gained unprecedented freedom, but as a corresponding price, it felt weaker than ever before. It could no longer mobilize the power of the world's laws to bless itself and gain the power to confront the gods head-on.
This feeling of weakness gave the Wind King Eagle a sense of urgency to gain stronger power in the shortest possible time. Then Muria threw this powerfully tempting option in front of it.
The Wind King Eagle knew that as long as he nodded, it would be blessed by the power of the young epic titan in front of it and regain the power to fight against the gods.
But as a price for gaining power, it will be put on a layer of restraints after it has just gained freedom, but this restraint is much smaller than the restraints of the world. At least this restraint will not affect its ability to soar in the void.
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"How are you thinking?"
"I choose to be your follower." Wind King Eagle moved his eyes away to prevent himself from seeing the blue flame on Muria's palm.
But even if he leaves the world, the Wind King Eagle, who still has the peak of the legend, chooses not to look at it, but he can still feel the temptation of the condensation of the Law of Wind on Muria's palm.
"That's it, that's okay!" After hearing the choice of the Wind King Eagle, Muria was a little disappointed, but not surprised. After all, he was a world-famous beast, and he was also a bird.
The Wind King Eagle wants to get his own opportunity in the process of following him, and then use it to achieve an epic. This is a very normal idea. If you can not rely on others, it is better not to rely on others.
But Muria really couldn't imagine how much suffering the Wind King Eagle would have to go through to become an epic without the help of the secret method. And after achieving the epic, how could it continue to become stronger?
Choosing the path of the evil god? Haha, Muria can guarantee now that if this Wind King Eagle dares to embark on the path of the evil god, he does not recommend catching it on the spot, stuffing it into his own world, and letting it become a tool for world expansion.
nourishment.
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"Okay, everything is ready and you are ready to go."
On the Ten Thousand Realms Teleportation Hall, Deimos, Alista, Archimonde, Aludiba, Michaela... all the relatives related to Muria, as long as they are still in the world of Erathia,
Came here to say goodbye to his first journey into the void.
With a divine bird standing on his shoulders, Muria looked around at his relatives. He had already finished saying goodbye, and now he only had to wait for the void wonder under his feet to activate and then send him to the unknown world community.
Yes, this time he has no specific destination for reincarnation, and the world coordinates to obtain source power are resources that only epic newcomers can enjoy. He is no longer qualified to enjoy this resource.
Wherever the Ten Thousand Realms Teleportation Palace sends him, even if it is a simple random teleportation, if he is unlucky, it is possible even if he is thrown into the epic battlefield, but this possibility is infinitely close to zero.
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Just when Muria was thinking about whether he would be unlucky enough to be transported to the epic battlefield, the void teleportation array was activated, and the vast energy torrent enveloped Muria's body, and then tore the void apart...
"It's better to send me directly to the epic battlefield!"
In the endless darkness and nothingness, Muria walked aimlessly on a golden road, lamenting for an unknown number of times.
He did not expect that this random teleportation without coordinates would be so unlucky. He was not teleported to the battlefield of the two epics, nor was he even teleported to the world community. Instead, he was sent to the place between the world communities.
In the dark void zone, there is a void without any matter.
Without any reference, Muria could only randomly choose a direction to move forward, hoping to reach the colorful and prosperous world community as soon as possible.
With only the time of the rotation of the sun and moon in the world within his own body as a reference, Muria walked forward in nothingness for ten years before finally approaching a world community.
Although it was still dark before his eyes, the almost dreamlike murmur that always echoed in his ears was unintentionally telling Muria that he was not far from the world community.