Broad World

The dark red and blood color symbolizes the essence of killing. Everyone present feels a shock from the heart as soon as they appear. ＊Top＊Point＊The novel w. Joan Irenicus is even more obsessed, and his eyes can't help but show a strong possessiveness. This is the precious divinity that he finally got after careful planning and sacrificed his own sister.

For any mortal who aspires to be a god, this is the starting point of the road to immortality, the only way to become a god. Especially this is the divinity of killing, which contains the devouring and fusion ability left by Baal. As long as a son of Baal dies, his soul will be sucked into the throne of the **** of killing, and the divine thief will be absorbed by the sons of other gods until it is completely absorbed. Fusion into a person's body.

Through the killing of the children, the **** of slaughter will be resurrected again. This is the strategy that Baal has set after he foresees his death. However, it is a pity that people are not as good as the heavens. He was betrayed by his most trusted subordinate, Melissa, which eventually led to the failure of the resurrection ceremony. At the same time, the sons of Baal were scattered all over the world.

"Did you see it? This is the fate that originally belonged to you, and I have already taken it away." As Joan Erinikas said, he slowly pushed the divinity into his chest.

The blood vessels in his body suddenly burst, and the divinity flowed quickly through the body along with the blood, followed by a terrifying aura erupting from the body of the master (mage), instantly smashing all the glass jars around him. Even the ground on which I was standing was cracked with lines like spider webs.

Aberdare had lost the ability to move, and just lay on the ground quietly, his eyes never full of unwillingness and anger. He could feel his soul becoming extremely unstable, and his consciousness would blur every few minutes. If you can't take back your own divinity. Then the end will definitely be a hundred times more terrifying than death...

Joan Irenicus, who had already cracked the mystery of the divine nature, took only ten minutes to completely absorb the divine nature of killing. And put it completely under your control. He closed his eyes and felt the renewed soul, a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Alison! Sodennisla! The exiled will be back soon! What awaits you will be A feast of revenge! No one can stop my plan! As for you, the son of Baal, who is already useless, may be used to delay time."

"Master, what is your plan?" Yoshimo asked cautiously.

"It's very simple. Use this waste to create a trap and trap those partners who want to rescue him here. Only in this way can we ensure that the next one will not be disturbed by annoying flies."

Joan Erinikas is now full of thoughts of revenge. I didn't even think about delaying too much time. He could feel his cold heart burning up again. This is the flame of pain and hatred. Only when everything that he cherished before is destroyed, can he return to peace again.

Weilan understood the destruction (desire) in the eyes of his master, and cautiously reminded: "Please be careful, this mage named Henry has incredible power. I have seen it with my own eyes. The queen turned into a mass of ashes, the scene was really terrifying."

"Your worry is a bit redundant. I have now acquired divinity. I don't need to be afraid of a mortal at all. What's more, I have prepared a big gift..." After finishing Joan Irenicus took out a palm size from his pocket. Of charcoal gray scales. He has prepared a special legendary magic. As long as being counted, there is absolutely no chance of being spared...

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A night full of conspiracies finally passed, and the sun rose from the sea level as usual. The whole port town became noisy again. Countless merchants, sailors, pirates, and residents are busy nervously, loading valuable things on the ship, and then sailing away from Brinluo Island.

They were notified last night that something terrible is about to happen here, and if they don’t leave right away, they are likely to be involved. No one would joke about their lives, so one after another rushed to the pier, ready to follow the pirate fleet to the next island to start a new life.

Standing on the plank road, Su Li personally commanded the newly formed guard to maintain order. After a series of differentiation, wooing and bribery, he has mastered a fairly elite force, enough to suppress the numerous pirates of the Nyranthor Islands.

Many captains knew that behind this middle-aged man without any professional level was an unknown powerful force, and he captured the original pirate king Deshalik in one assault. For this kind of organization with overwhelming power, they can't raise a sense of resistance at all, and can only obey orders honestly.

It didn't take long before the ships full of cargo, population, livestock, food, and coins began to raise their sails, heading southwest. Su Li has already selected a more secluded natural harbor there, preparing to rebuild a fortress city there as a base. He now likes this feeling of holding great power more and more, as long as he commands, countless people will serve him immediately.

Power is the most beautiful thing in this world, and it is also the ugliest thing. No one can resist its temptation. The so-called people who do not love power in history are all illusions. The reason why they reject high positions is because they understand that the real power of that position is too small, and at the same time they bear too much responsibility. Take your own life into it.

Su Li has now tasted the sweetness of power and is absolutely unwilling to return to Ascatla to continue to be the owner of a casino. He knew that he didn’t have any power himself, and he was all supported by Henry’s post. This meant that if he didn’t want to lose his current position, he had to work harder, otherwise, as long as the protection was revoked, the pirates would immediately rush forward. Tear yourself to pieces.

Naturally, the lively scene of the wharf cannot be hidden from others. Smugglers and merchants have inquired about the news through special channels and followed the fleet towards the new island. They come here to buy cheap and cheap goods, and they don't care about changing the transaction location to another place.

Simon Havari walked up and down on the deck anxiously, his eyes cast from time to time in the direction of the Forbidden City. Obviously, the unusual scene before him was completely beyond expectations. His sixth sense has been reminding that there will be danger soon. Otherwise, the pirates will never give up this already built town.

"Captain. Should we retreat with these pirates?" the chief officer asked in a low voice, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears.

"No, no. Are the people who haven't seen the shadow thief still on the boat? It's not a last resort, it's best not to offend them." Sai Meng rejected the proposal without thinking. Just kidding, he has enough enemies now, and he doesn't want to get into such a big trouble again. And I haven't taken revenge on Joan Irenicus, how could he leave so easily.

The first officer sighed slightly: "Hey...well, what you said makes sense. But you have to keep your hands on everything, and I will keep the sailors on guard. As soon as you discover something, do it immediately."

"Thanks, old man. I'll leave the ship's affairs to you, I'm a little bit urgent to deal with it." Sai Meng directly jumped onto the plank road next to the berth, and walked towards the island without looking back.

At the same time, Henry was sitting on a chair in the house, looking blankly at the note left on the table. I saw the above written in very delicate handwriting: "Simon Havarian met with two mysterious people late last night, a man and a woman. The man is a human thieves, and the woman is a vampire. The specific strength is unknown. In addition. In their conversation also mentioned Imoen—your most loyal servant Nesis."

There is no doubt that this is a message sent by the succubus servant. After reading it. A sneer appeared on his face and murmured to himself: "I really complied with that sentence. The dog can't change the shit. Fortunately, I have been prepared, otherwise I won't know what happened to being sold by the fellow Simon. Look. It is necessary to give him a lesson when I meet next time, or else I think I am a bully."

"Why, did anyone offend you? She put on such a terrible expression early in the morning?" Imoen asked curiously, walking over with his breakfast.

"It's nothing, our Captain Simon met with two people last night, Joan Erinikas's." Henry threw the note on the table after speaking. He has always disgusted this kind of stand-off cudgel.

Imoen quickly picked it up and took a look, and immediately shouted angrily: "Damn! How could this **** be like this? Actually betrayed my information to the enemy!"

After hearing this, Kogen curled his lips disdainfully: "Recognize the reality, mortals in this world are so dirty. I still remember that my mother was murdered. Not a troll or a giant, but my compatriots, My brother. At that time, my umbilical cord was still attached to her. Five years later, my father was also killed, right in front of me. When I buried his body, I realized. Betrayal, steal, plunder, Hate and slaughter, this is the real life. Lao Tzu doesn't care about the human relationship, as long as he can be happy."

The girl shuddered by the scene described by the dwarf, and stammered: "But...but I heard that dwarves are very friendly to their compatriots?"

"Hahahahahaha! No amount of friendship can be compared to a gold mine~www.ltnovel.com~ In front of those glittering little things, all ethics and morals are bullshit, only naked interests are all." Kogen side Mocking his compatriot's morality, while eating omelets, bacon and bread. There is no doubt that he is also a supporter of the evil of human nature.

"Well, the discussion on this topic ends here. Eat quickly, then put on your weapons and armor, and start to act in three hours. Remember, as soon as you enter the Forbidden City, release those mentally abnormal prisoners, they It can help you fight against Joan Irenicus's men." Henry quickly settled his breakfast without saying a word.

He knew that what he was going to face today was a fierce battle, and he had to be fully prepared, otherwise he would suffer a big loss if he was careless. The magic skills of the elves are not trivial, and even Ilminster is full of praise for their accomplishments in this area, so there must be no omissions...

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