"Smart little guy!" After hearing Muria's guess, Ulysses praised with a smile. While refining the information he wanted from this extremely high-level demonic power, he looked at it.
Muria's body has gradually stabilized.
"You have practiced the soul-refining weapon-refining clone technique," Ulysses noticed Muria's state and gave his own evaluation of this secret technique, "This is a secret technique with great potential."
"Potential?" Muria showed a strange look. This was the first time he heard the word "potential" used to describe the secret technique.
"This is a secret technique that has not yet been finalized and has not been perfected. Using exclusive weapons to form a clone with 30% of the combat power of the main body is not its limit. It still has great potential that can be tapped." Ulysses was very patient.
introduced.
"The clone can also have stronger combat power." Muria's eyes sparkled when he heard this. Imagine if the clone formed by the evolution of each weapon had all the original body, no, 70% of the combat power would be enough, even if
It can only be maintained for a short period of time and can defeat many enemies.
"But it is a pity that the Titan who created this secret technique is no longer in the world of Erathia." Ulysses sighed softly, with an undisguised look of regret in his eyes. "It has been nearly a year since he left for the void.
It’s been ten thousand years and he still hasn’t returned.”
"..." Muria lowered her head and was slightly silent. Nearly ten thousand years is a very long time. It is more than enough to complete anything, including conferring gods and advancing epics. After coming to the void for nearly ten thousand years,
, has not returned yet, indicating that this Titan has a high probability of being buried in the void.
"This is a Titan I watched growing up, and like you, he is a genius." Ulysses looked at Muria, "You are doing well now, keep it up. Remember, be epic,
It’s not just about talent.”
"I will definitely bear in mind your teachings." Muria bowed her head very respectfully and expressed her gratitude. This is a kind warning, but also a reminder and guidance.
"Little girl, do you understand?" After a few words about Muria, Ulysses looked at the Golden Dragon Girl with a gentle smile. This golden dragon has continued the bloodline of the Titan clan, and it can be regarded as one of its own.
"There are still some things I don't understand." Jin Longniang replied honestly, looking at the Lord of the Abyss with a hint of expectation. That is the mage's desire for the unknown, and the mage's motivation to become stronger.
"This is an ancient magic text. It is as old as the ancient magic text. It is good to know the general legend. You can actually understand part of it. It is not a lie to see Archimonde praising you for having the qualifications of a dragon king."
The Lord of the Abyss, Ulysses, showed admiration on his face when he heard what the Golden Dragon Lady said.
"I am still far from the Dragon King now. There is no point in thinking too far. The right path is to go one step at a time and down-to-earth." In front of her elders, Jin Longniang was extremely humble.
"Well!" Hearing Jin Longniang's words, the admiration in Ulysses's eyes became more intense. Then he stretched out his hand a little, and a beam of spiritual light fell into Jin Longniang's eyebrows, "Let's understand it carefully!"
"You step aside first, little girl, and protect your son so that he can see clearly what I will do next."
"Crack!" The sparkling sound of thunder rang in Muria's ears. In Muria's surprised eyes, the thunder that was wrapped around the Lord of the Abyss, Ulysses, all turned into chains, with imprints on the chains.
With those ancient magic texts extracted from the demonic power.
"Crack!" Hundreds of solid gold and black chains, like dragons and snakes, surrounded Ulysses, making a crisp metal collision sound.
"Go!" Ulysses shouted softly, and hundreds of chains moved at the same time, piercing the space, penetrating directly, and then following the induction of those ancient magic texts, they shot directly into the abyss...
On the Wanyuan Plain, which was filled with the smell of blood and sulfur, the space vibrated and the inexplicable aura spread, making countless creatures living in it feel a little uneasy. Then, countless winged demons saw hundreds of black and gold twines in the sky.
Chains stretched across the sky.
After seeing these chains and sensing the aura on them more clearly, the middle and low-level demons all knelt down and prostrated themselves to show their respect to the Great Lord.
"Titan!" And somewhere in the Wanyuan Plain, a five-headed dragon surrounded by many ancient dragons looked at the chain in the sky with ten vertical pupils. After a slight hesitation, he decided to make trouble. In addition to
Nothing good would come of it other than bringing the Titans' hostility to her.
On the sixth level of the abyss, in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Eyes, a being with full eyes and a bloated body looked at the chains passing through his kingdom in a tyrannical manner. After watching silently for a moment, this being who was worshiped by countless beholders
Silently close all your eyes and simply turn your eyes away.
...the frozen wasteland...the abyss of the magic network...Smagard...the chain of Ulysses, the Lord of the Abyss, passes through layer after layer of abyss. No matter which layer he is on, he has no intention of constricting his aura at all. He is majestic.
It was so majestic that it flew across the sky, completely ignoring those demon lords and evil gods.
And they were indeed worthy of Ulysses' contempt for them. They crossed the eighty-seventh level of the abyss, and no abyss lord or evil god took action to stop them. They were all silently enduring, or waiting for something to happen.
Finally, these hundreds of chains were stopped on the 88th floor. To be precise, the target of these chains was on this floor, to capture the lord on this floor.
"Ulysses, this is my place, and it is not my turn to be arrogant." In the vast waters exuding stench, the twisted demon king walked through his city, showing that he was far better than in Egypt.
The projection of Lasia's true body is even larger, with two tentacle-like snake-like arms drawing towards the chains in the sky.
"Really?" A questioning voice sounded with a disdainful tone. In Demogorgon's eyes that were mad with shame and anger, the chains that were shattered by it re-condensed into shape and entangled towards it again.
"Roar! I am the master of the salt swamp. Here, I am invincible." Demogorgon roared angrily, and then attacked the chains again, but it seemed to be meaningless. After the chains were broken, they would continue to wrap around it.
Finally, with Demogorgon's somewhat humiliating roar, it was tied up by hundreds of chains, and then was dragged away bit by bit to where the chains came from, as if trying to take it out of the abyss.
"Ulysses, don't even think about catching my attention." Demogorgon roared, struggling hard with the support of the saltwater swamp, breaking each of the thunder chains.
This time the chains did not regroup, but the other chains that were not broken became thicker, making Demogorgon's struggle even more powerless...