Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

The Rose Garden, the secret realm controlled by the Bansain royal family alone, is the place of inheritance of the Bansaien family and an important heritage left by the founding monarch of Assad Bansain for Sutilt.

Endless roots spread in the void, completely enveloping the entire secret realm, and then drag it to the depths of the void, and within the secret realm, two magnificent breaths constantly collide, pouring destructive power wantonly.

"It's disgusting."

Standing in the void, two small coral-shaped horns grew on top of his head, and three pairs of light green dragonfly-shaped wings appeared on his back. Looking at the sea of ​​blood below, Julien Borges’ pretty face was full of coldness and disdain. , Different from the gentle charm in the usual state, Yulin Borges is an arrogant king when fighting, and the arrogance and majesty of the dragon is fully displayed on her body.

Grumbling, the sea of ​​blood is rolling, a naked upper body, hundreds of meters tall, with a pair of bat wings behind it, dragging six steel whips-like tails, with a pair of sharp ears, a monster shaped like a human bat rushed out of the sea of ​​blood , He is the mad king Ebohard who has broken through the seventh order, but has lost his reason. He also holds a thin sword with mottled rust in his hand. It is the mythical weapon handed down by the kingdom of Sutilte and blooming. Iron Rose.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the Secret Realm, and the amber eyes were full of animality, locked on Yulin Borges, the monster body turned into light, and rushed up.

Shoo, the sharp sword aura cuts the void, along with the dark black blood roses blooming in the void, the space is like fragile glass, constantly shattering, at this moment, if it weren't for Sieggel's own power to block it This secret realm maintained the stability of this secret realm. Facing the collision of the two seventh-orders, the Rose Garden had long collapsed.

"The rose flower sword is not used by you. His brain is full of muscular waste. If you see the rose flower sword that has always been regarded as art by him, I am afraid he will jump out of the grave with anger."

The green hair drifted in the wind, calmly avoiding Eberhard’s attacks again and again, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corners of Julien Borges’ lips.

"I'm optimistic that this is the real rose flower sword."

Pulling a distance, reaching out, countless rose flowers bloom in the void, and the petals are flying, like a rain of flowers, gathered in the white palm of Julen Borges, forming a unique handle that seems to be stacked with countless petals. The rapier, without the ferociousness and sharpness that a weapon should have, it has an indescribable elegance, like a work of art.

Holding a sword in his hand, his figure is erratic, blossoming or gorgeous, or elegant rose flowers bloom in the secret territory, at this moment the intoxicating rose fragrance conceals the pungent blood.

Yulin Borges, who danced lightly and displayed the rose foil sword, did not seem to be fighting, but as if she was performing a gorgeous dance. Her graceful posture filled the sea of ​​roses in the secret realm at some unknown time. Looming.

Roar, a tyrannical roar echoed in the void, and the blood-colored brilliance bloomed on the sword edge of the Myth Armed·Blooming Iron Rose, slashing through the void arbitrarily, every sword of Ebohard can break the sea of ​​flowers to pieces. , But in the next moment, new roses will bloom again.

One sword followed by another sword. Following the looming figure of Julien Borges, Eberhard continued to attack like a furious beast, but every time it was a little too close.

"Very powerful swordsmanship can distort the perception of the seventh-order knight."

Standing outside the secret realm, watching the battle between Julien Borges and Eberhard, Sieggel let out a sigh.

The slightest difference was a thousand miles away, at this moment the initiative of the battle was completely controlled by Julen Borges, and Eberhard was manipulated by him at will like a puppet.

"However, although Eberhard is already crazy, he is a seventh rank after all. It is impossible to kill him by such means."

The changing battlefield is reflected in the emerald green eyes, Sieggel's thoughts are constantly turning, the seventh-order throne knight soul is completely integrated into the flesh, and the power of the flesh is explored to the extreme, with all kinds of miracles, and rebirth is just waiting for leisure. , It is not easy to kill.

"Hey, it seems that my free time is over."

With a sense of heart, he looked away from the battlefield, Sieggel looked into the depths of the void, where he saw the storm entwined with thunder and lightning, and also saw a pure and pure light.

Oh, a low whistling sound rang out, and the void opened up. A figure surrounded by thunder and lightning with a storm brewing in his eyes came out from it. He was the incarnation projected by the old true **** of the storm, and the next moment of immeasurable light was in the void A pure white staircase took shape, and a goddess with a graceful figure and delicate face, with a pair of white wings on her back, walked out of it. He was the incarnation of the Lord of Dawn.

"Under Sieggel's crown, I didn't expect you to appear here."

Taking a look at the secret realm that was blocked by Sieggel's divine arts, the Lord of the Storm took the lead to speak. Compared with the first time, his attitude was much gentler this time, and at least he put Sieggel in his relationship with himself. On one level, the Lord of Dawn on the other side looked at Sieggel with an interesting gaze.

The current Kingdom of Surtilt can be said to be the home ground of the Church of Dawn and the Church of Storms. Seven levels of battles took place here, which naturally attracted the attention of him and the Lord of Storms, and now things seem to be more interesting than expected. .

"Under the lord of the storm, under the lord of the dawn, the old king of Sutilt, Ebohard, has been tempted by evil and has gone mad, and now under the crown of Jurine Borges, he is eradicating evil, and I Invited to provide some trivial help."

With a smile on his face, seeing the two true gods that suddenly appeared, Siggle seemed very calm. Although these two true gods are not weak, they are only incarnations after all, and they also need to worry about Yulin. · The existence of Borges.

"It turned out to be Him, no wonder I feel a little familiar with the breath."

Hearing this, feeling the occasional breath leaking from the secret realm, the look of the Lord of the Storm has slightly changed. He still knows about Euren Borges. He originally thought Euren Borges. Si has completely abandoned the Kingdom of Sutilt, but he did not expect that this time he would actually make a move.

"Is that the king of fairies?"

The ethereal voice sounded. Although it was a voice, it warmed people's hearts like sunlight. Artemis, Lord of Dawn, spoke for the first time.

At the same time, there was a pure white halo in the golden pupils of the Lord of Dawn, as if something was gestating.

His expression changed slightly. At this moment, Sieggel clearly sensed that a gaze had penetrated his blockade and saw the situation in the secret realm~www.readwn.com~The fairy dragon, the mythical dragon species, really was The beloved of the world. "

Withdrawing his gaze, Artemis let out a soft sigh, with a hint of regret in it.

Hearing this, he cast his gaze on Artemis, and a gloomy light flashed deep in Sieggel's eyes.

Compared to the veteran, medium-powered storm lord, he is more curious about the rising star, the lord of dawn. Excluding himself and the new guardian **** and the **** of killing, the lord of dawn Artemis should be the last in the historical record. A true **** who came to the throne of God, he only held up the throne at the end of the Bronze Age, and made possible amidst the impossible.

From the perspective of the time of the gods, the Lord of Dawn is undoubtedly very young, but the methods of this new **** are really extraordinary. The Dawn Church has developed rapidly over the years, even surpassing many old churches, even the Storm Church. Being severely impacted, the Lord of Dawn himself is the most critical existence to be able to do this, especially now that the gods are resurrected.

Silence spreads in the void. A subtle atmosphere is formed between Sieggel, Lord of Storm and Lord of Dawn. Regarding the ongoing battle, both Lord of Storm and Lord of Dawn are very concerned about the ongoing battle. , And even thought of intervening, because this will affect the future direction of the Kingdom of Surtilt, involving their interests, but at the same time they also have scruples, whether it is Sieggel or Yulin Bo El Hess are existences that they cannot ignore, after all, they are only incarnations now coming.

It was at this time that a boiling murderous intent broke through Sieggel's magical blockade, soaked in the endless void, and outlined a blood-colored rose flower that could cover the entire secret realm.

Feeling such a change, the expressions of the three true gods all showed subtle changes.