Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

　　 "God is not sacred, but I am the highest..."

Ancient divine words reverberated in the quiet small room, husky and erratic words confided from Eric’s mouth, palms inserted into Woking’s chest, and a strange force was born in Eric’s crumbling body. Behind him was the shadow of a lion, like a king, high above, looking down on everything, the golden pupils were full of arrogance, as if it did not see anything in its eyes, including the gods, it had only arrogance in its heart without awe.

Roaring, black smoke swirling, lion hair fluttering wanton, the lion full of arrogance and evil staring at Woking, let out a roar of its own, that is, at this moment, the remaining power in Woking’s divine body began to be affected by Ai Rick devours.

　　 "I build my body with the flesh and blood of God, and condense my will with the remnant soul of God, and I am a god."

The ancient divine words echoed naturally, it seemed that Eric was chanting, and it seemed that it came from the distant time and space, the sacred breath was no longer, and a depraved and filthy power began to emerge on Eric’s body, which came from Fallen ritual in ancient times·Angel folding wings.

　　 A steady stream of power poured in, Eric's body, which had been exhausted, quickly regained its vitality and possessed an extraordinary miracle, while the corresponding body of Vol'jin began to recede its sacred brilliance and move towards the ordinary.

　　 The flesh and blood dried up. At a certain moment, Eric directly dug out Woking's heart. At the same time, Woking's divine body turned into fly ash and disappeared. Without the sacred essence, the divine body would also rot.

　　 嘭, his eyes were soaked with the evil purple intent, and with his palm, Eric directly squeezed Woking's heart, absorbing the last bit of sacred essence.

　　 The power is boiling, the palms are stained with the blood of the gods, and the arms are abnormally bent. At this moment, Eric holds his withered angel wings and tears it from his body.

　　 Chi, blood and flesh, uprooted, this is not only the separation of the flesh, but also the abandonment of the transcendent nature, which hurts into the bone marrow.

Uh uh uh, the hoarse voice uttered an unconscious painful roar, the dark and degenerate power gathered into flames, scorching the flesh and soul, in the endless pain, Eric's power essence began to undergo a fundamental deflection, from The sacred is falling.

　　 The fallen flames burned and the flesh and blood melted, and Eric soon became completely unrecognizable, and in the process his remaining sacred essence was also burned completely.

　　 "It seems that the ceremony went smoothly."

　　 Looking at Eric, who was melted by the fallen flames, Sean spoke, and a color of interest flashed through his azure blue pupils.

　　 "It is rumored that the falling ritual of angels folding wings is related to the sixth pillar of hell, the lord of arrogance, Lucifer. He deliberately stayed in the world of Liberal Arts in order to lure those angels to betray their gods."

　　 The deep voice sounded, Sieggel spoke, but he was talking about the source of this depraved ritual.

　　 Hearing this, Morrel also had some interest.

　　 "Could it be that the lord of arrogance is really a fallen angel?"

　　 In the past years, there was a claim that Lucifer, the lord of arrogance, was transformed into **** after the king of angels fell. It is just a guess, and there is no clear evidence.

　　 Hearing this, Sieggel shook his head, but he didn't know this, and at this time, Eric's transformation had come to a critical moment.

　　 The flesh and blood melted, condensed into a ball, enveloped in the flames of the fall, and swelled continuously. At a certain moment, the flesh ball burst, and the breath of corruption permeated, and Eric's body emerged in it.

He is naked, fair skin, with smooth muscle lines, perfect body proportions, height of three meters, reincarnation eyes appearing in his pupils, two small curved horns on his forehead, and a pair of jet black wings behind him. There is a fallen flame burning on it, and under this pair of wings, there are two dark marks, which represent wings that have not yet grown.

From an angel to a fallen angel, Eric lost his sacred essence, but he was also free from the shackles of the gods. He had the possibility of being promoted to the seventh rank, and the pair of Erics who had devoured the remnant power and essence of Vol'jin came Said it is not a distant topic.

　　 hum, the strength converged and returned to normal. The dark eyes were mixed with purple intent, and the fallen black flame burned, knitting a black robe, and the Eric knelt in front of Sean on one knee.

　　 "Thank you, Your Majesty."

　　Even though the essence is Ymir, his thoughts and actions are still Eric.

　　 Seeing such a scene, Xiao En showed an undisguised smile on his face. The matter has finally come to an end.

　　 In the depths of the ocean, a wide-spread battle is underway, and the terrifying power is manifested wantonly. The two sides are the sea god, ancient dragon Ural and the lord of the storm.

All revealed mythological gestures, the two-headed flood dragon and the elemental giant were constantly fighting, and one after another terrifying magic was born in their hands. The two sides won each other's victory and defeat, but in general, the ancient floodmen who occupy the right place still occupy the place. A certain advantage.

"has it ended?"

　　 After receiving the news, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and a powerful force broke out again to temporarily repel the ancient Jiao Ren. The Lord of the Storm immediately withdrew and retreated without hesitation.

Seeing such a scene, guessing what happened, his face was gloomy as water, and he let out an angry dragon roar. The ancient Jiao Ren did not stop him any more. The overall situation has been set. Without the ability to truly leave the Lord of the Storm, it is redundant. The battle has lost its meaning.

Roar, hidden in the depths of the sea, the ancient Jiao Ren did not stay any longer. He had to make some preparations in advance for the severe situation that might come next. At the same time, he also had to accurately confirm the true situation of his allies, whether it was true or not. As guessed, it has fallen.

At the moment Woking was in distress, he was ready to go to support as agreed, but he was stopped by the Lord of the Storm that came suddenly, so that he lost the opportunity to rescue him. According to the current situation, Woking is very It may have been unpredictable, and the loss of this powerful ally will also make his next situation difficult.

　　Of course~www.wuxiamtl.com~ If Woking really died, it would not be a benefit to him, at least the debt owed would not be repaid.

　　 At the same time, in the unknown void, in a deep darkness, an ancient will quietly revived.

　　 Buzzing, the hot red light blended with the darkness, and two red suns suddenly appeared in this dark place.

　　 "Wojin died, and the little toy was taken away. What a pity, a pity, a pity."

　　 The ancient will awakened, and he noticed something, and sighed three regrets. At this moment, the two red suns became dim.

　　 "I borrowed the power of the sword of Damocles and was killed. It's really a waste."

"However, it is not without gain. At least he verified the feasibility of external theocracy for me. Although he failed to make the last step, with his previous experience, the next experiment will be much smoother. From this point of view He is also a rare talent."

　　 The crimson sun shines into the void, as if watching something.

"Pity."

　　 It is a pity that the ancient will fell into silence again. At the same time, the two red suns were completely dimmed and merged with the darkness.

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