Chapter 1096 This Is My Power!

"What a mesmerizing feeling!"

After experiencing the wonderful feeling of the continuous growth of power after holding the Heart of Stone, Morea's face couldn't help showing a color of satisfaction.

It is difficult to have the experience of such a surge in power if you practice honestly. Normal practice can hardly feel the growth of strength, only after accumulating over time, can you clearly feel the gap with the previous one.

"You devour my power, and sooner or later you will be like me, hahaha, you will be taken away by the devil." The wind chime monarch, whose power has been continuously plundered, is completely desperate.

"But it's very regrettable that you can't see this scene." Moreya, who completely let his own power play freely, responded by instinctively swallowing the power of the wind chime king.

The devouring of power does not require his participation at all, his instinct can accomplish all this, because the power in the heart of the stone is actively cooperating with his devouring.

At the beginning, the power of the Heart of Stone was still somewhat resistant, but the further back, as the passing power gradually increased, the remaining power of the Heart of Stone changed from resistance to initiative.

In the end, the power in the heart of the stone even poured into his body actively, and couldn't wait to merge with his power and become a part of him.

"Oh, no, it's not that you can't see it, it's that such a scene will never happen."

While enjoying the thrill of the soaring power, Morea also took the time to respond to the king a little.

"I……"

boom!

Without waiting for the wind chime king to finish speaking, Morea held the heart of stone and squeezed it hard. This crystal clear, art-like heart suddenly exploded into a pool of crystal powder, filling the air.

Then, the grains of crystal powder turned into a stream of khaki light, which actively poured into Morea's body, and when these khaki rays of light disappeared, a clear and invisible force appeared. , and also actively integrated into Morea's body, that is the power of the wind.

"Roar!"

Feeling the soaring power in his body, Morea did not suppress his body's instincts, raised his head and let out a hearty roar, and then the entire battlefield fell silent.

"The king of wind chimes is dead! Surrender can save you from death!"

With a majestic body, King Yan Mo, who was like a demon who came into the world, made a sound like a thunderous roar, and his eyes that were burning with flames, like two molten metal balls, looked around, with a majesty that people could not look directly at.

Surrender saves you death! ! !

After only two or three breaths of silence, under the leadership of a very knowledgeable officer, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Blazing Heaven shouted the slogan of surrender to avoid death.

After there is no death threat, the soldiers of Fengling Country are naturally unwilling to continue fighting, because they have just witnessed the whole process of their king's fall, and their hearts have long lost the will to fight.

As a result, the ping-pong sounds of weapons falling to the ground sounded one after another. All these soldiers put down their weapons, and then slowly knelt on the ground under the gaze of the surrounding soldiers of the Kingdom of Blazing Heaven.

Then, Morea stood in the sky, watching the soldiers of his army begin to take prisoners of war.

He knew very well what kind of virtue his soldiers had. Don't look at the fact that these guys just shouted the slogan of surrender and not killing, and they shouted very loudly. It was all for his own sake.

If you give them a chance to speak their mind,

These guys definitely want to kill all the soldiers of the Wind Chime Kingdom in front of them, because each of their heads represents a military merit, whether it is a soldier at the bottom or a general at the upper level, they all need these military merits .

In the process of accepting prisoners of war, Morea had to keep an eye on them to prevent them from killing prisoners. He couldn't expect his soldiers to have a high moral standard, which was unrealistic.

As a result, since the advent of the military merit award system, the largest prisoner-of-war reception was launched. Under the circumstance that Morea himself was in the battle, there were no major mistakes in the reception of prisoners of war this time.

After confirming that the prisoners of war accepted by the army would not have too many problems, Morea flew towards the capital of Chitian Kingdom, which had just been built in less than five years, because he felt that an expected kind of thing was happening in his body. The change.

...

"Your strength has grown again." Looking at Morea who appeared in the tearing space, Michael pulled out a voice, but her brows were slightly wrinkled, because the current Morea made her feel very strange.

"It seems that you feel it too." Noticing Michaelella's face, Morea smiled.

"What's in your body?"

"My strength has almost doubled, what else do you think it could be?" Morea, who had transformed into a heroic youth, that is, human form, rubbed his chest helplessly.

"It's faster than you might expect."

"This is a good thing, it shows that he is stronger than I estimated, so after I robbed his power, he will become stronger."

"need my help?"

"No, the budding consciousness is still very weak, I can solve it myself."

"Don't be too big, you must remember that this is an epic far stronger than you."

"I know." Morea sat cross-legged, his body suspended in the air, and he stared at his wife, "I will now erase the epic consciousness that has grown in my body, during which time I will give up all control over my body , so the safety of my reincarnated body is entrusted to you."

"Do your best and leave the rest to me."

"Well." Morea slowly closed her eyes.

...

In the sea of ​​consciousness of the reincarnated body, Morea stood in a dark void, looking up at the huge sun shining with seven colors in front of him, and then a sense of insignificance from the heart rose from his heart. , but soon, this feeling was suppressed by Morea.

"I haven't experienced this feeling of weakness for a while." Morea raised her palm and looked at it. It was an illusory, almost transparent palm that seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time. The manifestation of ordinary human consciousness.

"In my own territory, I will be deprived of all power." Morea looked at his illusory palm over and over again, tsk tsk amazed. Logically speaking, his current consciousness should be similar to his reincarnated body. .

But in his own sea of ​​consciousness, he is a mortal, which has clearly explained the problem. The power wielded by the reincarnated body never really belonged to him.

Boom! Boom!

A sound like a war drum sounded in this dark void, and the rays of light from the colorful sun in front of Morea began to shrink one by one, and a suffocating coercion began to permeate.

"This world once collected epic power like me, and those ancestors who reached the standard of awakening the will of epic will face the current situation, how desperate should they be?"

Seeing the seven-colored cocoon in front of him that seemed to be torn apart at any time, Morea's thoughts began to diverge, wandering beyond the sky.

"It's too weak, you're so bad, my strength, you have only gathered so much."

A sigh full of disappointment resounded in the dark sky, and the source of the sound was the colorful sun in front of Morea.

"No, it's not my fault, it's because you woke up too early. If you wake up a hundred or two hundred years later, I should be able to collect all your power completely."

"..." The dark void fell into a brief silence, because of the existence nurtured in the sun, I didn't expect that this tiny existence in front of me would dare to talk back when faced with the coercion emanating from him.

"Why don't you speak?" The existence of silence in the sun does not mean that Morea will not be silent.

"Ant, don't you know what awe is?" After a long silence, the existence in the sun spoke again.

"Yes, but you're not enough to be in awe of me."

"Sad ants!"

With a deep sigh, the gestational existence was not angry because of Morea's words, because it was not necessary at all.

Click!

The sound of shattering sounded, and then scorching cracks appeared in the sun in front of Morea. Then, the existence bred in the sun broke out of the shell and appeared in front of Morea.

Light! Infinite light spreads in front of Morea's eyes.

Although it was in his own sea of ​​consciousness, Morea couldn't see the scene in front of him, and could only see the seven-colored rays of light that filled his field of vision.

It cannot be seen directly, cannot be described, this is the feeling of Morea who feels that his body of consciousness must melt in the light at this time. It is just a body of consciousness, and there is a big gap that cannot be bridged.

"I woke up again!" The voice that made the entire dark void tremble sounded, and the voice was full of emotion.

"Can I ask? This is the first time that your consciousness has recovered since you fell?" Although his body of consciousness was about to be evaporated, Morea was still extremely calm and calm, not panicking at all.

"..." The void that has been filled with light is no longer dark, and it has turned into a sea of ​​light.

"Why haven't you disappeared?" A slightly surprised voice sounded in all directions of Morea. Normally, after his consciousness recovers, this little ant's consciousness should disappear.

"Why should I disappear?" Morea asked, and at the same time as he asked, a little scarlet appeared in the center of the chest of his body that was about to be evaporated by light, and then this scarlet quickly spread all over his body.

Then his humanoid body began to change, and the distinctive features of the Balor appeared on his body. And such a change stunned the epic consciousness of recovery.

"Why can you still use my power?" The newly revived Epic Consciousness was a little confused. In the seven-color sea of ​​light that pervades the void, the proportion of green light seems to have become more and more.

"Wrong, it's not yours, it's my power!"

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