Chapter 1106 Fighting the Evil God Can Solve the Problem

"The current Titan is really lucky!" A voice of exclamation sounded in the deep and dark different space. "If I had mastered the secret magic of the heavens, it would not be so difficult to advance to the epic."

"No matter how difficult it is, you succeeded, and you are luckier than those compatriots who died in the void. If I had the secret magic of the sky at that time, the number of epics in the clan would not be limited to what it is today."

"It's meaningless to talk about these. The past is over, and now we should solve the drawbacks of the celestial magic. The celestial magic has indeed solved the problem of the high mortality rate of ethnic promotion, but it also makes our younger generation weak."

"It's enough to arrange for them to fight the Heretic God. There is nothing to worry about. If the combat strength is weak, then go to the opponent to sharpen it. After a few more fights, the combat strength will increase."

"It is too simple to obtain the source power through the secret method of the heavenly devil, and it is easy for those younger generations to become dependent on it." The ancient and magnificent voice sounded, which was a worry of an ancient existence.

"This phenomenon has already occurred in the dragon clan. The new generation of dragon kings are addicted to the magic of the heavens and cannot extricate themselves."

"It's really short-sighted, and Bahamut is also incompetent. After this happens, you can only watch it."

"Although Bahamut's status among the dragons is respected, he is a dragon god and has no right to order other dragon kings. At most, he will be discouraged by his qualifications."

"Pity."

"If those dragon kings don't make changes, they will be abolished." An epic titan commented unceremoniously.

"uncertain."

"My clan must not follow in the footsteps of the dragon clan. After all the Titans have reached a certain stage using the Heavenly Demon Secret Technique, they must fight the evil god."

"Evil God is not so easy to find, and sometimes even if you find it, it is not suitable for those who have just advanced to the epic junior."

"In this regard, we elders need to worry more, and we help them find suitable targets."

"That's fine!"

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"I'm back at last." Morea walked through the gate of the void and returned to the wonder of the void built by the union of the three clans. Above the Ten Thousand Realms Teleportation Hall, he looked down at the faint light below, unable to see the edge at a glance. The barrier of the world, let out a sigh.

"Hypocritical." Michaelella also appeared behind Morea and snorted softly. From her point of view, her husband has already completed his third reincarnation, so he should have gotten used to it, so she sighed.

"Go see our sons and daughters!"

"You go, I won't go." Morea shook her head and refused. As the saying goes, wealth returns home, and he is far from reaching the level of wealth, so there is no need to enter the world.

"Then I'll call them here?" Migalela raised her eyebrows, probably knowing the reason, and at the same time dismissed her plan to go to the boundless heaven.

"Call them here." Morea nodded in agreement.

Just as Morea had just returned and had a few words with Michaelella, the void in front of him was torn apart by a mighty force, revealing a primitive and wild world.

"Muria, you... eh?" The existence sitting on the top of the mountains, looking at his descendants, just wanted to say something, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes became serious.

"Grandfather!" Seeing this grandfather who gave him a strong pressure,

Appearing in front of him in this way, Morea was not surprised, he bowed slightly and saluted.

"What did you do this time out?"

Archimonde looked at his grandson. In his eyes, in just over a hundred years, more than a hundred years have passed, and almost earth-shaking changes have taken place in Moreya.

Although it seems that Moreya's strength has not changed much from more than a hundred years ago, and even his breath has not fluctuated much.

But if you feel it carefully, you can perceive that there is a powerful force in his body that is not inferior to him, and he is trying to fuse this force and use it for his own use.

"Swallow an evil god alive?"

Archimonde asked with a weird expression, because this was his most intuitive feeling, that power completely different from his grandson was Epic.

"No." Hearing his grandfather's words, Morea was stunned for a moment, then shook his head quickly, and then he nodded again, "But it's almost the same."

"Tell me about your experience this time." Archimonde was interested, it seems that his grandson encountered a very interesting thing this time.

When grandfather made such a request, Moria naturally would not refuse it. It was no big deal anyway. On the contrary, his grandfather could also give him advice. He had no way to fully grasp the power of the Seven Calamities Demon God. Always a layer apart.

So, Morea briefly described his experience to Archimonde this time.

"How do I completely control the power of the Seven Calamities?" After briefly describing it, and after letting Archimonde understand the whole story of his experience, Morea asked his own question.

"You can use this devil's power, right?"

"That's right." Morea nodded.

"I have an optimal solution."

"What?" Morea's eyes showed anticipation.

"Fight!" Archimonde answered decisively. He looked at Mu Guiying, nodded slowly, and continued, "Fighting is the best and fastest way to become familiar with and master power."

"Then..." Morea set his eyes on his grandfather, eager to try. Archimonde, Lord of the Wild, is absolutely qualified to be his opponent.

"I'm talking about a battle where the loser dies and the winner lives." Seeing the expectation in Morea's eyes, Archimonde cut off his thoughts without hesitation.

He didn't want to fight with his grandson, or be a sparring partner, because there was no fun at all.

"Then who can I find?" Morea's face showed disappointment undisguised.

"I will arrange this, you are ready."

After leaving a sentence, the torn gap in the void quickly healed, and the vision in front of Morea's eyes returned to the original darkness and tranquility of the void.

"Ready?" Morea touched his chin with a clear look in his eyes.

"Take me!" Just as Morea was thinking, Michaelella's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"What?" Morea had a helpless expression on her face.

"Take me with you when you fight." Michaelella made his request. She saw everything just now. She naturally knew that the Lord of the Wild was asking Morea to prepare for something.

"I refuse!" Morea replied without hesitation, how can such a thing bring his wife, this is not a tourist trip.

"I allow you to reorganize the language." Michaelera drew out a sword surrounded by crimson blazing divine flames, and behind her, the holy wings unfolded pair by pair.

"It's useless for you to threaten me. It's impossible for me to promise you this kind of thing." Morea looked at her partner's brand new posture, especially the sixth pair of wings behind her that had never been seen before, her face was very relaxed .

Zheng~

The crimson sword energy rushed up into the sky, as if to divide the entire dark void in two, spreading the epic coercion comparable to that of a god, disturbing the gazes of countless beings. Before these existences cast their gazes, this sword beam, which is not many miles long, slashed towards Morea.

"You really did it." Seeing his partner slashing at him this powerful sword, enough to split the land of a small world, Morea shook his head, then raised his hand to grab this sword glow.

After Morea stretched out his palm, his palm swelled wildly at an extremely frightening speed in Michaelella's field of vision, filling her field of vision, and between her husband's palms and fingers, the chains of the rules of order emerged. Then interweave.

The sound of tidal fluctuations resounded in the dead void, the damp breath mixed with the smell of seawater permeated, and the blue ocean emerged in the palm of Morea's hands.

"Muria, stop looking down on people!" Seeing that Murray evolved into a vast ocean with the law, Migalera was immediately a little annoyed.

The reason why she attacked Moria was to prove herself to Moria. She knew that Moria felt that she had just been promoted to epic and went to fight with the existence of the same level. It was too dangerous, and she was worried about her.

But Michaelela hated this kind of care very much, so there was this scene, but she didn't expect that Morea would actually use the power she just got and couldn't fully grasp against herself.

"It's really hard to serve." Seeing Michaelella who was even more annoyed, Morea felt helpless. At this time, the sword light that Michaelera cut off also fell on the ocean that he evolved.

After Migalela's promotion epic completely controlled the law, the blazing divine flame that experienced a transformation frantically burned the ocean in the palm of Moreya's hand, and the sea water was evaporated in large quantities, almost without the power to resist...

And just when Morea and Michaelella were having a fight, Archimonde, who already had an idea, contacted several ancestral-level epic titans who had left Erasia and went to other world communities.

"Are there any evil gods at the Rongyuan or Mimic level? My grandson needs a battle now?"

"Your grandson? Who?" A few terrifying spirits ignored the long distance between world communities and communicated directly with Archimonde who was in the world.

"Muria."

"Oh, I have an impression."

"Can he fight the evil god now? I remember that he was promoted to epic less than three hundred years ago."

"Okay, he swallowed the power of an evil god." Archimonde briefly described Moria's experience.

"So, then I have a good choice here, I can let him come over."