Chapter 1165 Believe It or Not, I Will Dismantle It for You

"?" A big doubt appeared in Muria's mind. Does the big fish in front of him know what he is talking about? What does it mean to have no influence? Is his blood such a cheap thing?

He can roughly understand Big Fish's idea of ​​combining his bloodline with his own to create a better and more perfect family member, and what the Big Fish said next also verified that his guess was not wrong.

"I need an extremely perfect and extremely powerful child to replace me and rule my territory, my vassal." The giant whale epic told the reason for its astonishing words just now.

"Isn't it enough to rely on you alone? What do you want my blood for?" Muria restrained his blood, and his fighting spirit had been completely tossed away by the amazing words of this big fish.

"No, the heirs I bred by myself are not strong enough to meet my expectations. At most, I can only control my further weakened power. How can such a power rule my territory?"

In a certain way, epic is the ultimate life form that has reached perfection in all aspects, not to mention that under the condition of controlling the source power, epic can change and reshape its own life form at will.

Hermaphrodites, single reproduction or self-inflicted suffering are nothing to epics. The epic fish in front of me can give birth to children without relying on any male creatures.

Of course, the heirs conceived in this way will definitely not be able to inherit the powerful power possessed by their parents. This is the basic rule in the void.

Unless the heirs bred by epics are too fond of them, at the moment of their birth, they will be given their source power directly, so that they can understand the laws of the world, and their births will be epics, otherwise they will be nothing more than legends. This is true no matter how powerful their parents or mothers are.

The same is true for gods. At the moment of the birth of a god's child, unless his father or mother divides his priesthood, otherwise, no matter how strong he is, he is only a demigod carrying the blood of the gods, and he is classified as a legend.

However, legends are also different from legends. Some legends that are too powerful can accomplish the peerless feat of killing gods under special circumstances.

"You can use the source power." Morea gave Big Fish a simple and rude but very effective suggestion.

"I don't have extra source power to waste." The big fish expressed the meaning simply and directly, and it made no secret of its stinginess for source power.

In its eyes, using the source power on its own family members or descendants,

It is a very wasteful thing.

In contrast, it is a very cost-effective choice to find an existence of the opposite sex who is similar in strength to him, or even stronger, to obtain the blood of the other party, and to reproduce through the two sexes to produce perfect offspring.

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me."

"So, god of foreign lands, are you unwilling to have a child with me?"

"Of course." Although from the dragon's perspective, this big fish is quite perfect, enough to make the dragon's blood boil, but Muria, as a titan, suppressed this subtle thought with the rationality of a humanoid creature .

"Why? I can feel that your bloodline is quite compatible, you have dragon bloodline!"

The giant whale epic asked curiously, the epic in front of him is undoubtedly the most special existence it has seen wandering in the void.

"I already have a spouse, and I need to be responsible to my wife and maintain the fidelity of the sacred marriage contract between me and my wife." Morea gave an answer that seemed ridiculous in the eyes of the epic beyond all things.

But to Muria's surprise, the big fish affirmed him after listening to it, "If that's the case, then I will withdraw my request."

"??" Muria was a little confused at first, but soon he figured it out. Big Fish probably understands marriage as a contract, and regards Muria's refusal to mate with her as fulfilling the terms of this contract, so he appreciates it.

"Then, God of Foreign Lands, since you have rejected my request, please give me a reason to let me leave."

After expressing his appreciation for Muria's behavior, Big Fish immediately changed his style of painting and asked for benefits from Muria.

Seeing the posture of the big fish, Muria just raised the prison halberd in his hand. He finally understood that the epics in the void seemed to follow the principle of having a share for those who saw them, well, it was only limited to epics of the same level.

So this big fish has been changing ways to ask for benefits from him. Since it has seen this miracle in the void, a place where the two worlds can breed gods and things, it can't come here in vain. It must get benefits before leaving.

"Do you want to insist on fighting with me? God of foreign lands, you have to understand that I am not the only god in this void realm. Your battle with me will attract more gods."

Seeing Muria raising the weapon in his hand, about to meet it in battle, the giant whale epic seemed to remind him kindly.

Hearing this, Muria clenched the halberd in his hand. At this time, he once again ignited his pursuit of stronger power. If he was promoted to the virtual world, this fish would never dare to fight in front of him. Chirping crookedly, not even daring to approach him.

And when he faced such provocations and threats, the only thing he had to think about was whether to catch this fish and use it as a mount, or chop it into fish fillets and stew it in soup. Instead of being timid and full of worries like now.

But soon Muria no longer has to struggle between the two choices of whether to fight the big fish, or take out something to send the big fish away.

Because two more auras appeared from two directions in the void, and after sensing these two auras, Muria glanced at the seemingly gentle big fish, then put away the weapon in his hand, closed his eyes and crossed his legs. sit.

If it's just one epic, he can still think about clearing the field, but when the number of attracted epics climbs to three, he can let go, there's no need to hold on to it.

Otherwise, it would be to force the three epics to join forces, and then beat him up and clear him out of the field in advance.

"God of foreign lands, why don't you want to fight now?" Seeing Muria's plan to let everything go, the huge whale god lifted its huge fins, and with the majestic water vapor, it slowed down from the void. Swimming slowly, at this time it has given up the idea of ​​just getting some benefits and then retreating. The four epics are enough for it to fish in troubled waters and get more benefits.

Muria glanced at the sarcastic big fish and didn't speak, but he had already recorded all of this, and when he was promoted to the virtual world, he would let the fish know what a barbecue grill is.

"The place where strange things are born!"

An ear-piercing sound came from the void in the distance. It was the howling and cursing of billions of beings before they died. The power of the huge curse spread, and an existence shrouded in the mist of the curse was approaching. Nearly a hundred of different colors Eyeballs, looking at the two slowly merging worlds, eyes full of greed.

But he also saw the Titan sitting cross-legged in the void, and the giant whale next to the Titan that seemed to be wrapped in the water of the ocean, so he did not act rashly, but looked at the belated The fourth epic.

"A technological civilization capable of navigating in the void? Or an extraordinary civilization forcibly elevated by epic power? Maybe it's a combination of both!"

Muria looked at the fourth attracted epic, unable to see the specific posture, because this epic came driving a huge steel creation - a huge planet-level fortress.

Muria could feel the star-like breath of life in this steel creation, as well as the coercion that could only be possessed by an epic level in the center, but no matter how specific, he couldn't detect it, but he was sure it was not strong.

"Which of you was the first to discover this place where strange things were bred?"

The indifferent soul voice of the epic from the driver of the iron planet swept across the void.

"I came here with you, you saw it." Dry and hoarse, mixed with a strange soul voice that could make living beings fear for it, hundreds of evil gods whose bodies were covered by the mist of the world's curse sounded. One eye looked at Muria and the big fish.

"I'm the second to arrive." The whale god uttered the gentlest soul voice, like a whale song.

"Since this is the case, then you are the first to arrive. How many strange items have you harvested? Take it out, and all three of us will have a share."

A steel-hard and icy will stared at Muria, the huge planetary fortress turned, and countless weapons locked on Muria's not-so-tall Titan body at this moment.

"If you threaten me again with a large spherical toy, I'll tear it down for you right now, believe it or not?"

Muria looked at the star-level fortress indifferently, and stared at the existence hidden in the center of the fortress. His tyrannical will turned into a golden wave and swept towards the steel fortress, causing waves in the void.

boom!

For mortal things, it can only act on its own will, and for epics, it can be used as a conventional means of attack. The substantive will turned into a golden tide and slapped on the planetary fortress. Countless steel machines twisted and exploded. Huge fireworks rose above the planetary fortress, causing the whole fortress to vibrate slightly.

"Arrogance!" As if stunned by Muria's tough and direct attack, a voice of soul with a hint of anger sounded from the sunken planetary fortress that was bombarded in some areas, "Do you want to Against all three of us at the same time?"

"If necessary, why not?"

Muria stood up and looked at the steel fortress with fierce eyes. Where he was watching, the densely carved rune steel began to melt...