Chapter 1147 Flowing (Traveling) Waves (Calendar) Void

Latest URL: At this moment, the Cthulhu God feels that being imprisoned in this cage is good, really good, although the sealed enemy is a bit narrower, it is still very safe for now. The outside world is too dangerous.

"You can come out and take a look." Seeing the evil god of thorns trying to restore the nebula chain to its previous appearance, Muria felt a bad taste in her heart, and spoke to the evil god in an obviously malicious tone.

"No need, I think it's pretty good here." The Cthulhu God categorically rejected Muria's seemingly beautiful but actually malicious proposal.

"I really won't come out. There will be no such opportunity next time. There is only one chance to be free. You have to seize it."

Finding that the Cthulhu God, who couldn't move the nebula chain at all, didn't care about Muria anymore, he arranged a set of extremely primitive and mysterious sealing circle inside.

Okay, you don't seal me, you deliberately leave me a back door, okay, then I will seal myself, I just won't go out, the outside is no longer a place for a poor little guy like him to stay.

"If you dare not come out this time, you may have to stay here forever in the future." Morea reminded the evil god very intimately.

The evil god of thorns is very determined. Now that the outside is so scary, even if his brain is pierced, he will not go out. What would happen to him if he didn't see the Cthulhu of Desolation?

"How many souls are willing to give up their lives in order to pursue freedom and gain freedom, but now I put the opportunity of freedom in front of you, but you refuse it, what a pity!"

Muria's voice directly broke through the seal set by the evil god of thorns through the nebula chain and reached his ears.

For Muria's words, the evil god of thorns scoffed and didn't want to pay attention at all. Freedom is indeed precious, but the preciousness of freedom is also based on having life. Freedom without life, what kind of freedom is it?

"Brother Muria, you actually have an evil god here." Just as Muria was about to tease this evil god again, several fellow Titans who had successfully set foot in the epic realm through the magic secret technique came up.

Although they were talking with Morea, their gazes fell on the Nebula Chain Ball behind Morea from time to time, which had been sealed by the evil god, without the slightest leak of breath, and they did not conceal their intentions.

"Brother, the evil god you captured seems to be in good condition. I wonder if you can lend us an adaptive battle?"

"It's okay to borrow from you,

But how are you going to make up for the loss of my grandson? "

Before Muria answered, Timos on the side interrupted and asked, "My grandson plans to use this evil god to expand his demiplane and evolve the world. If you borrow this evil god to fight, it will definitely wear him down. This is also a disguised form that is harming my grandson's demiplane."

"Grandfather." Muria, who had never thought of this at all, said helplessly. He knew that Dimos was doing it for his own good, not to harm his interests at all, so he came out to fight like a dragon at this time.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. I also helped you catch this evil god. This is what we caught after fighting desperately outside. You want to borrow it to accumulate actual combat experience. As the Titans of Muria, I have no reason to stop it, but you must pay the corresponding rewards."

"This is as it should be." Hearing Di Moss' words, several epic titans who had just been promoted looked at each other, and there was no surprise in their eyes. After all, this is a very reasonable proposal.

"No need." Seeing her grandfather's meddling, Muria, who had no intention of profiting from it, smiled wryly and shook her head.

The Titans took good care of him, and now these newly promoted epic Titans have actual combat needs, and he just happens to be able to meet these needs.

Logically speaking, he should not charge any benefits and fees. Logically speaking, he charged a certain fee and did nothing wrong. After all, this is indeed the spoils he obtained through battles outside the void. Others who want to share must come up with an equivalent exchange.

However, rationally speaking, Muria felt that it would be better not to receive any compensation. After all, the titans in front of him were already promoted, and their future was infinitely bright. how far on the road

It is undoubtedly a better choice to draw in these titans through the captured evil god of thorns and let them owe favors.

Of course, the favor between titans is basically useless, because titans are an extremely united race, even if two titans have no intersection, when the other sees that the other titan needs help, he will not hesitate to help.

"Hey, I've finished my ugly words. It's up to you to decide what to do next. After all, this is your trophy." Seeing that Muria didn't plan to collect any benefits, Timos smiled and didn't say much. .

Greed is inherent in the blood of dragons, and as the dragon king, Dimos is more greedy than ordinary dragons, but he is greedy for things that ordinary dragons can't see at all.

And dragons are born misers. As the dragon king, Dimos will instinctively calculate the gains and losses, and at the same time, he will also instinctively calculate the gains and losses for his relatives.

In terms of the situation that Muria is facing now, what kind of choice will Muria get more favorable results, and Timos has already calculated it clearly.

What he said just now was just a reminder to these titans. After all, the titans' personalities are too big, and they sometimes take the help of their own clan for granted.

Of course, the reverse is also true, they will feel that helping the same people is a matter of course, and there is nothing to think about.

"Little evil god, come out and fight a few games with my fellow clan!"

Muria, who could roughly guess her grandfather's intentions, wrote it down in her heart, and then looked at the nebula chain ball that sealed the evil god around her with malicious eyes, and lifted the entire sealing circle with a thought.

"What do you want to do?" When he found out that the cage he was in, or the safe house was suddenly released, the Cthulhu God immediately exploded, looking at the titans beside Muria, he was furious roared.

"Fight with me!" A titan immediately stepped forward, inviting the evil god of thorns to fight.

"No, I refuse." The Cthulhu God discarded all his dignity as a World Destroyer at this time, "I have been sealed, and I cannot fight you in my current state."

Immediately, he pulled out an evil god of thorns that he couldn't even fool himself to avoid the battle, looked at Muria who was watching the progress of the matter with interest, and made a request, "In order to prevent me from escaping, please re- Seal me! Please!"

"No, I'm not worried about you running away now, but I want to see if you have the guts to run away?" Morea said with a smile.

"I don't have the guts." The Cthulhu God admitted very frankly, fully interpreting the word Congxin, and now he can feel the gazes falling on him, the number of which has reached a level that makes him despair .

"Can you make the people next to you turn their eyes away from me? As long as you can guarantee my safety, I'm willing to be driven by you."

The Cthulhu God cast a glance at the Cthulhu God of Desolation who was still being beaten aside, and proposed a very tempting condition to Muria. The majestic evil god is willing to be a pawn and be driven by others. Most epics cannot refuse such a temptation.

Muria was undoubtedly attracted by the conditions put forward by the evil god of thorns, but after a little thought, he shook his head firmly,

"I have promised my fellow clan, so you must fight, but I can guarantee your safety."

"In this case, I refuse to be driven by you."

"Then I'll let them beat you to death."

"...I can follow your orders."

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Not long after, far away from the turmoil of the Teleportation Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds, a heroic young man with black hair and golden eyes walked side by side with a dragonman outside the barriers of Erasia's world.

"What do you think? An epic took the initiative to seek refuge, but you actually refused." The tall, burly and strong dragon man asked curiously to the young man beside him.

"I was tempted at the time, but after thinking about it carefully, I think it's better to refuse."

"What's the reason?" the Dragon Man asked.

"As far as I know now, the only existence that can drive other epics is the Elder Ten Royal Ruler."

"so?"

"The ten royal ancestors heard that he controlled many epics through the scepter in his hand, making them fight for him. But I think the reason why the ten royal ancestors can have epics serving him is mainly because of their own powerful strength .

And I don't have a Void Treasure in my hand that can control an epic enough, and I don't have the strength to easily suppress an epic. Such me, why accept the refuge of another epic? I'm far from being good enough right now. "

"I'm very relieved that you can still stay awake. It seems that I don't need to worry about your journey through the void."

"Huh?" Morea looked at Timos with some doubts.

"I'm very pleased to tell you that from now on, you are prohibited from reincarnating into small and medium-sized worlds using the Omen's secret technique. Next, you should prepare for your wandering in the void, no, it's a journey!"

"Um, I haven't made a breakthrough yet!" Muria felt that something was wrong, he hadn't had enough of using the Heavenly Demon's secret technique yet, so why was he banned?

"Your current strength has reached the standard of ban."

"But isn't this a prohibition from the Titans? How come it's your grandfather who conveyed it?"

"Because the Dragon Clan is ready to follow suit."

"Small and medium-sized worlds cannot be reincarnated, what about the big world?" Morea asked after noticing what Timos said.