"Huh? This boy Muria has condensed his divine power..."
When Muria's consciousness led to the emergence of the godhead condensed from the sea of source power, the Golden Dragon Lady on the side couldn't help being surprised, but she quickly saw Muria's thoughts and laughed out loud,
"I really went here for the position of master, but this is too greedy!"
When the epics on the side saw the divine head shining with eighteen colors of divine light in front of Muria, they all saw what priesthood Muria had chosen according to the rules above, and they couldn't help but reveal their emotions.
smile.
"Greedy? Atrice, don't you think this kid is very similar to you? He also takes as much as he can ask for, and he has the same unsatisfied temperament." Deimos looked at Muria, who was beginning to merge with the godhead, and smiled.
said.
"Why can't I be satisfied?" Upon hearing her father say such words, Jin Longniang immediately groaned in dissatisfaction.
"When have you ever been satisfied? Didn't Muria learn this from you?"
"Haha, this approach is quite good when it comes to the outside world." The Ten Royal Masters also showed a smile on his face as he watched his descendant become a god who controls eighteen kinds of priests with great potential.
If there were gods in Erathia who were involved in so many priesthoods, they would probably be killed by some powerful divine power just at the beginning. No, without some powerful background, as long as they get involved in the control of Muria at this time
Any one of these priests will be killed.
No matter which god he is, he hopes that the priesthood he controls is complete and that no other gods share his divine power. But most of the time, a priesthood is in the hands of multiple gods.
For example, Muria currently controls the priesthood. Although the priesthood he currently controls seems quite amazing, in fact, even the most powerful priesthood is only one percent of the complete priesthood. It can be said to be extremely scattered, accounting for only one percent of the total priesthood.
More than one word.
And some of the priesthoods he controls, if listed separately, cannot support the personality of gods. This can be seen how small the "share" of some of the priesthoods controlled by Muria is. They really just leave a mark and wait.
Subsequent expansion.
At the same time, Muria's behavior of so comprehensively encroaching on eighteen powerful clergy has attracted the attention of certain beings in this big world.
Because these priesthoods cannot be controlled by gods. In other words, when Muria obtained these priesthoods, the gods who controlled these priesthoods knew that they had another competitor.
When Muria was enjoying the power given to him by the big world, one stream after another of divine consciousness came across the boundary through the fluctuations generated when Muria became a god, and then carefully and cautiously spied on him.
"snort!"
But when these divine consciousnesses just appeared, before they showed any vision, they were all shattered by a cold snort. Then, after sensing the warning of a certain being and the will of the world, no god dared to show his head again.
"Tsk, Muria has offended a lot of gods right now." Although those divine consciousnesses were wiped out by the Ten Royal Lords as soon as they appeared, Jin Longniang still noticed that these divine consciousnesses represented all the gods.
What exists.
"Looking at his vocations, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the enemy of the world."
"Well, those guys who were snooping just now can be regarded as the divine enemies of Muria." Ans'ol's body showed evil aura, and he was a little ready to move. His son's divine enemies, if you round up, they are also his mortal enemies, so he made the next move.
The killer is reasonable, right?
The deepest type of conflict between gods is the dispute over priesthood. This is an irresolvable conflict. It usually ends with the death of one of the parties and the loss of the priesthood. Shaking hands and making peace. For gods with overlapping priesthood fields,
does not exist.
Unless one party succumbs to the other, surrenders all its divine rights, and then becomes the god of the other party, the power of a god of this nature completely depends on the mood of the main god, and it is not up to oneself to take life or death.
"Those are the enemies that Muria needs to worry about. You can do whatever you want without specifically targeting them." Seeing his two juniors who were about to make a move, the Master of the Ten Royal Guards reminded him.
The Titans are not the Blazing Gods. They will not do everything for the tribe and help the tribe solve everything as much as possible. They, the Titans, have to fight for what they want.
Of course, the Ten Royal Masters also knew very well that these two titans were ready to move, not because they loved their descendants, but simply because they saw opponents worth fighting and the benefits they could get from defeating those gods.
It is precisely because of this that the Ten Royal Lords are about to come forward. These gods are the tribulations and tests of Muria's arrival as the Lord of the World. If all the gods are killed, will his tribe just sit back and wait to become the Lord of the World?
Nothing is so cheap.
"Look, Muria has completed the transformation, let's go and take a look."
When Muria succeeded in becoming a god, many epics immediately gathered around, looking at the newly promoted Titan God with scrutiny and curiosity. The Titan God was not said to be unique, but it was really extremely rare.
…
"I succeeded!"
Infused with the power of the big world with the charm of laws, Muria followed the trend and integrated all the power poured from the world into his true body. While greatly improving his true body, he also increased the height of his body to
Thousands of meters up and down, the towering shore is like a sacred mountain, with surging divine power surging in it.
And when the godhead obtained from the Sea of Source Power was integrated into his body, Muria suddenly felt that his power was endless and inexhaustible.
He knows that this is not an illusion, but it is indeed the case. From today on, he will become the god of this big world. Through this godhead, he can continuously obtain the divine power derived from the sea of world power.
.
Because he is not a god based on his faith, he does not need the faith of living beings to maintain his channels for obtaining source power from the sea of source power. His existence is more similar to the ancient gods, and such authority is used by the world to win him over.
One of the benefits.
Without enough time to appreciate the many benefits gained after becoming a god, Muria opened his eyes and looked at the many epic poems surrounding him, with a stiff smile on his face because he saw the eager expressions on his father and grandfather's faces.
There is no doubt that his sudden increase in power after becoming a god aroused his father and grandfather's desire to fight. Judging from the current situation, this battle is unavoidable.
"Muria, have you finished becoming a god?"
Ansior forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, trying hard to act like a loving father, but the dragon gun he held in his hand made his smile look unconvincing, and instead looked a bit pretentious.
"Yes." Muria, whose whole body was glowing with radiance, nodded slowly.
"It seems that your strength has increased so much that you can't even control it. Let me practice with you!" Ans'ol said enthusiastically, looking very old-fashioned and enthusiastic, but no one present was interested in what he had in mind.
clear?
"Father, you..." Upon hearing his father's words, Muria's face suddenly showed a helpless smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, his grandfather Archimonde interrupted.
"Ansi'ol, can't you still see the difference between you and Muria now? Why bother your son? It's better for me to be your sparring partner. You're not suitable."
The extremely straightforward and shocking words uttered from the mouth of the iron-blooded titan made everyone around him feel speechless, and Ansior was even more silent.
In terms of practice, Ansior takes one step at a time, and does not engage in any crooked ways. In battle, Ansior does not use any conspiracy or tricks. When he meets a suitable opponent, he will fight with the most steadfastness.
Fight with a fierce attitude.
It was like this that he was greatly distanced by his own son, so when he heard his father's words, Ansior was speechless.
"Ahem, Grandpa, my father wants to help me train my control over strength. I just need to suppress my current strength to fight with my father." Seeing the embarrassing scene of his father training his son in front of him, Muria, as a grandson, had to speak to save him.
field.
"Yes." Hearing Muria's words, Archimonde nodded, and then motioned for Ansi'ol to step forward, "Use all your strength, show no mercy, and fight quickly."
"Muria, take action, don't care about our identities, we are opponents at this time."
Ans'ol held a spear, stood in front of Muria, who was suppressing his own power with the fixed star bead, and spoke.
"I know."
Muria held the divine seal in his hand, and the heavy divine power transformed from the priesthood in his body poured into it, so the phantom of the rolling mountains appeared on the large seal in Muria's hand.
"Father, be careful!"
Muria threw the splitting seal in his hand and hit his father. The moment the seal escaped from Muria's hand, countless space cracks emerged from the trajectory of the seal.
Thorn~
Seeing the big seal that was constantly expanding and covering the top of his head, Ansi'ol raised a stab and planned to use his own power to challenge the splitting seal, but
Poof!
Ansi'ol's body sank, and the force that was enough to crush the continent was completely absorbed into his body, causing his body of all souls to collapse, and golden blood mist overflowed from the fine wounds all over his body, but
As soon as the blood floated out, it returned to his body very spiritually...
"My current ability, combined with the current terrain, is really a bummer!"
Seeing how difficult it was for her father to cope with the blow he had already controlled, Muria sighed softly, but she had no intention of taking care of his face. There was no need.
None of the spectators present were blind. If he deliberately held back his hand, it would not only be his father who would be embarrassed, but also him. So, Muria drew out the Prison Suppressing Halberd, and the power of the sun wrapped around it...