Panlong, rising from the accidental loss of the main godhead

Chapter 22
"This is really..."

Lynn didn't know what to say for a moment.

In the end, he shook his head.

"We don't have to hide it anymore. Let me tell you the truth, I know what's in that box!"

Lin En's words completely extinguished any thoughts of luck in Duolun's heart. As if he was struck by lightning, he murmured to himself, "It's impossible...how do you know this..."

"Hahahaha!"

Duo Lun suddenly laughed madly, tears came out, and laughed at himself: "Fate is not fair, I hate that I actually make wedding dresses for others!"

At this moment, Duo Lun suddenly took a small step forward in his understanding of the rules of fate, and it was this improvement that was like a qualitative change.

Lynn frowned and was about to speak when his face suddenly changed.

"Om-!"

The rules of heaven and earth are coming!

Doron has become a god!
The aura of the rules of fate gathers and condenses into a low-level godhead, directly submerged between the eyebrows, and becomes a god within the body!
"There is such a thing."

Lin En had a complicated expression, watching Duolun's mood swings, just like the protagonist in the novel, he survived from a desperate situation.

"Buzz!"

After Duolun became a god, his decadent state was gone. He was full of energy, and light flowed out of his body. He stretched out his hand to hold it, and looked carefully at it. It was a long sword, a high-level artifact. The divine power attached to it made a buzzing sound, and the sword's edge pointed directly at Lin En.

"Lin En, hand over the things, and I will spare you!"

Duo Lun is full of confidence at the moment. Although Lin En became a god early, he became a god outside the body, and he gave up the wind talent and chose to become a god inside the body!
In the early stage, becoming a god within the body has an absolute advantage.

He believes that all of this is the best arrangement made by fate!

Lin En sighed, mixed with a trace of sadness in a complicated mood, mostly because he was his former benefactor, so even though he knew he was hiding information and deliberately deceived himself, he never thought of killing him.

But now, the development of things has exceeded expectations.

When it is interrupted, it will suffer from chaos!
Lin En's mind wandered, thinking that there was no unnecessary nonsense here, the water-type god avatar was switched out, opened the shackles of the god's domain, and went all out with a high-level artifact in his hand!
Like the waves of flowing water, misty and illusory!

This move combines the elements of water and the psychedelic mystery of fog. Although it is still crude and unskilled, it is more than enough to deal with Duolun, who has just become a lower god. Even if he becomes a god in his body.

"Medium God!?"

Sensing the fundamentally different divine power of the water system, Duo Lun turned pale with fright, his mood extremely absurd, but he couldn't move his whole body, watching the illusory sword shadow attacking.

"Stab!"

The clothes shattered, and a set of black armor emerged, blocking Linn's attack.

Doron beamed with joy.

however……

Several cracks visible to the naked eye appeared.

Lin En's face was indifferent, and the movements in his hands were not slow, and then he made up the second sword!
"Pfft!"

A crack was torn open in the armor, the sword cut in, and the power amplitude exploded and blasted Duolun's divine body into blood mist, leaving only a godhead, three artifacts, and a space ring.

Lin En's face was as calm as water. Putting these things away, thousands of thoughts throbbed in his heart. He couldn't help closing his eyes, and murmured: "Maybe this is your fate...the fate of the world is impermanent..."

In an instant, the spiritual light in my heart flashed like a shooting star, and the trace was deeply imprinted in the depths of my soul, creating a sympathetic resonance.

Lin En's great prophecy has already reached a certain level of cultivation, and now is just the right time, and the power of the rules of fate begins to gather.

moment.

"Om-!"

The rules of heaven and earth come again!

Or choose to become a god outside the body.

"what--!"

No matter how many times, soul tearing is an unbearable pain.

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and the soul of the Sanctuary's deity became extremely weak, including the clone of the God of Destiny in white robes. Now he urgently needs to restore his soul.

It was still the God of the water element who was away, flying fast, and hurried home.

Duke's residence, basement.

Lin En's face was weak, and he took out a piece of amethyst to try to absorb the energy contained in it, and the wisps of purple energy were pulled, activated, and extracted bit by bit, but the efficiency was pitifully low, like a snail!
Lynn sighed faintly.

No wonder, this amethyst is not as popular as the soul gold bead, the absorption efficiency is really impressive.

Soon, three years passed.

Lin En looked down at the amethyst in his hand, which had hardly changed in size, frowned, and muttered to himself: "No, the absorption efficiency is too low, we have to find a way."

With an idea, he took out the fallen god-level diary and looked through the contents carefully.

This is a six-star demon named Balzac, who was born in a tribe in hell. The information described in the diary spans time frequently, ranging from three to five days to hundreds of years.

The various information between the lines all reveal the chaos and terror of hell.

There are frequent conflicts between tribes over resources. Once a certain power rises, it will annex the surrounding tribes without hesitation.

Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp.

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive.

Kill you, no reason needed.

Somewhere in the diary, there is a very important piece of information.

Once Balzac was under siege, and fell into a coma after desperately breaking through. After waking up, incredible changes occurred in his soul, which could fuse different kinds of divine power!
"This fallen god is actually a soul mutant!"

Lynn was taken aback when he saw this record, but then he was relieved. No wonder there is a soul defense artifact. He was surprised before that this is something that can only be refined by a very small number of gods who have a certain degree of research on the soul. Now he suddenly realized that the soul mutants There is no need to say much about soul attainments.

But these are just a novelty at best and cannot help the current situation.

Continue reading quickly...

Lynn's neglect of some daily records actually allowed him to find a solution that could help with his current difficulties.

Magic circle!
Amethyst is precious, and it is difficult to absorb energy, but this cannot hinder the wisdom of countless god-level powerhouses.

Gradually, a magic circle spread among a few strong people, which could assist and speed up the absorption of amethyst energy, but it was soon abandoned.

Because there is a side effect that cannot be ignored.

Too much consumption!

Not to mention the consumption of materials to build the magic circle, a god-level powerhouse is needed to continuously deliver divine power to run the magic circle, and refining an amethyst with this method requires wasting more than [-]% of the energy!

Comprehensive consideration, it is a tasteless.

There are only a few exceptions. For example, Linn is in urgent need of recovering the damage to his soul and then deducing the rules of fate with all his strength!
Just waste it, don't worry about it.

With a decision, act now!
First carefully read the description of the magic circle related to the diary, and then take stock of the materials. If you are lucky, there are all in the ring.

Three days later, the magic circle was set up.

From the appearance, the hexagram of the double circular structure is intertwined with the runes, and the dark undergod clone is responsible for injecting divine power, exuding a faint silver radiance, mixed with strands of black streamer, and briefly tested it several times to confirm that everything is smooth and natural. An amethyst is placed in the center of the magic circle.

Lynn sat cross-legged in front of the magic circle.

"Crack...knock..."

The amethyst cracked the gap, and most of the purple mist inside overflowed, only a few were absorbed and refined by him to nourish the soul...

Time flies like an arrow, ten years in a blink of an eye.

"Crack..."

Another amethyst turned into dross dust, Lin En opened his eyes, his chest heaved, and he let out a deep breath, his eyes were clear, bright, piercing, and his soul was full of power.

"almost."

Lin muttered to herself.

It is also recorded in the diary that the practice of the rule system is very special, it belongs to a whole, there is no mysterious division like the rule system, so the pros and cons are clearly visible.

Fast people are fast, and slow people are very slow.

It all depends on personal perception and chance.

The moment he became a god 13 years ago, Lin En felt the power of the mysterious and unpredictable rules of fate, and the invisible threads connected people and people, people and monsters, people and nature.

As time went on, this feeling became more and more stable.

Suddenly he frowned, remembering something strange.

All of Lin En's clones converged, entered the soul space of the Sanctuary's deity, and came to the Duke's mansion outside.

Today is a time for family members to gather, exchange feelings, and discuss a difficult problem by the way.

"Zizi..."

The soft light shines in the room, the silver knife and fork slides the plate, cutting the delicious and tender steak, while holding the wine glass to taste the mellow wine.

During the banquet, everyone was chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere seemed harmonious. Only a few people had a trace of trouble on their brows.

(End of this chapter)