Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

In the depths of the void, the darkness stops here, and the silence is eternal. Although the outside world has become turbulent due to the arrival of the wizarding civilization, the necropolis still stays here quietly, as stable as a mountain, they are waiting, waiting for the passage of time, since it has violated After receiving the instructions of the Supreme Council, it is natural to make corresponding gestures and not appear so quickly. Only in this way can they show that they have really encountered problems, and at the same time they are also waiting for the undead Lubedo's awakening.

Om, the void was lit up, and three hundred and sixty-five brilliant starlight pillars came across the sea of ​​stars, covering the void completely and forming a cage. At this moment, the void was completely stripped out, and the next one In an instant, accompanied by the faint dragon power and the changing starlight, an amber dragon's eye quietly opened. Under the gaze of this gaze, there seemed to be no secrets to hide in the necropolis.

"Mythical Demon Eye·Real Eye? Is it a mythical dragon?"

The heart was throbbing, and there was a feeling of being seen through. I looked up at the sky and stared at the dragon pupil. Doubts appeared in Isaac's heart. The real pupil is a rare mythical magic pupil. His The owners are basically mythological dragons, claiming to be able to see through all illusions, even if he is in front of this pair of eyes, he can't help being seen through the foundation.

Of course, the specific power of the real pupil is closely related to the user, and the power displayed by this dragon pupil at this time is undoubtedly amazing. It penetrates the barriers of the necropolis and sees through many secrets.

"Is it the old antique of the dragon clan? That's not right."

Frowning his brows, Isaac smelled a dangerous aura. No matter who was behind this dragon pupil, its power was definitely not weaker than him. If it was really a dragon, it might be even stronger.

Of course, although the opponent was not good at coming and had good strength, Isaac was not afraid because it was a necropolis.

"Authorization, opening the barriers of despair, opening the canopy of the dead."

Not panicking, and authorizing Taring, Isaac opened the strongest defense system of the necropolis. At the same time, the seventh-order wizards of the necropolis were awakened one after another and gathered together.

At this moment, outside the Starlight Cage, the three figures stood side by side.

"Under the crown of Ymir, under the crown of Morrel, this is the observation result of the real eye."

Waves, data streams are intertwined, and many secrets emerge in the necropolis under the manipulation of Double Punk. In the royal power alliance, the fairy dragon Yulin Borges has the mythical eye and the real pupil, and is paying After a certain price, Douglas Punk got the opportunity to analyze this kind of magic eye. Under the simulation of the sky eye, the power of this magic eye is more terrifying than in the hands of Euline Borges, even if Even the seven-tier top wizard towers like the Necropolis couldn't stop the peeping of the eyes of the sky.

"34-digit seventh-order? This is really an incredible number."

Looking at the thirty-four dots in the video that were specially marked in red, Ymir was quite moved, because a red dot represented a seventh-order.

So far, in addition to the once star gods, the Necropolis is the most powerful force known to Ymir with the seventh rank. Even the Eternal Nightmare as the highest tower seems to be slightly inferior in this respect, you must know Although the expedition to the necropolis this time can be regarded as coming out of the nest, they still leave a small part of their power in the world of truth.

Hearing this, Douglas Punk couldn't help but nodded.

"Indeed, this is a number that people cannot ignore. The necropolis has arrogant capital. However, according to the observation of the sky, most of these seventh tiers are in peculiar states, and they are still sleeping. It should be because The accumulation of the characteristics of the lich."

Liches have a long life span, far beyond the normal level 7, but the longer they live, the more unusual their spirits, and the closer they will be to madness. In order to avoid being unknown in old age, those who have lived for a long time will fall into a deep sleep, regardless of whether they will voluntarily. In, as the foundation of the necropolis.

Judging from this situation, having more than 30 ranks 7 in the necropolis is actually not an unacceptable thing.

"Have you found the trace of the undead Lubedo?"

Looking at Double Punk, Ymir asked the most critical question.

Hearing this, Douglas Punk shook his head.

"The real pupil of the sky-eye evolution has penetrated the entire necropolis, and no trace of Lubedo's existence has been found. He is most likely not here."

Hearing this, Ymir frowned slightly. He was very interested in the undead Lubedo, and Morrel, who had been silent at this time, spoke.

"Let’s get started, I can’t wait, I am not suitable for a long battle."

The hoarse voice sounded, and there was a touch of restrained greed inside. Morrel used to be a fat man, but now Morrel is a bone frame. There is only a skin covered with bones. There is no flesh, only one pair. The eyes are still flowing with divine light.

Hearing that, Doujiapunk further urged the power of the Sky Eye, the sparks of wisdom collided, and the data stream converged into an ocean by his side.

"Found it. This is the 3361 key node of the Necropolis defense layer."

Waved, the structure of the strongest defense in the necropolis and the barrier of despair was generated in the hands of Doublepunk.

With his gaze down, he took a step forward without hesitating no longer.

Boom, the dull and powerful drums echoed in the starry sky, the void trembled, and the terrifying blood revived in Morrel's shriveled body.

Boom, wanton and publicity, blood burns the starry sky like fire, locked in the necropolis shrouded in gray mist, cold light blooms in the eyes, accompanied by a long dragon chant, changing rules and rhythm, Morrel is transformed into purple. The scales, the strange dragon species with only one single tooth, is exactly one of the eight kings of the food world, the dragon king Dirous.

"Different Dimensional Laser·Instant Lotus."

Opening the mouth, the power of the space moves, and the deep purple rays traverse the void, fission instantly, and accurately hit the 3361 key nodes on the despair barrier of the necropolis. It is like a purple lotus in full bloom, beautiful and dangerous.

The gray mist dissipated and disappeared silently. Under the unbelievable gaze of countless necropolis wizards, with just one blow, their proud barriers of despair collapsed.

Outside the starlight cage, looking at Morrel’s stalwart figure, Ymir’s face showed a look of wonder~www.readwn.com~ The original Morrel was the last born among the three others. , Was also at the bottom. After he touched the rudiment of power, Morrel still stayed at the level of the seventh-tier mid-level, but this time in the gourmet world, Morrel had undergone a fundamental transformation. He came from behind and passed. Him and Sigel.

In the conventional sense, a single rule only needs to complete one extreme transformation to be similar to the prototype of power, standing at the apex of the seventh step, but in fact, the seventh step, which has undergone the most transformation once, surpasses the general seventh, but it is generally weaker than power. The embryonic form, only the seventh-order, which has undergone extreme transformation for the second time, can truly suppress the embryonic form of power.

Of course, this is just a rough comparison. The specific situation is also related to the individual. For example, the types of rules and powers are all important influencing factors. Now Morrel is a strong person who changes the rules twice. Because the demand for external energy is too great, his transformation is not perfect.

"I should do it too."

Gloom flashed in the dark eyes, waved, a black mist appeared in Ymir's hand, exuding surprising malice.

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