Chapter 1302 Father and Son Bureau

"Huh? The godhead condensed by this kid, Muria..."

When the godhead condensed from the sea of ​​source force appeared with Muria's consciousness, Jin Longniang couldn't help being surprised, but she quickly saw what Muria was thinking and laughed out loud.

"It's really aimed at the position of dominance, but this is too greedy!"

And when the epics on the side saw the godhead shining with eighteen colors of light in front of Muria, according to the above rules, they all saw what kind of priesthood Muria had chosen, and they couldn't help but reveal it. smile.

"Greedy? Beatrice, don't you think this kid is very similar to you? He also takes as much as he wants, with the same unsatisfied temperament." Timos smiled as he looked at Muria who had begun to merge with the godhead. said.

"Why am I not satisfied?" Hearing her father say such words, Jin Longniang immediately hummed twice in dissatisfaction.

"When have you ever been satisfied? Didn't Muria learn all this from you?"

"Hehe, this approach is quite good when it comes to the outside world." The Lord of the Ten Royals also had a smile on his face, watching his descendant become a god who controlled eighteen kinds of priesthoods with great potential.

If there were gods involved in so many priesthoods in Erathia, they would probably be killed by some powerful divine power just at the beginning. No, if you don't have some stronger background, as long as you get involved in any of these priesthoods controlled by Muria at this time, you will be killed.

No matter which god it is, it is hoped that the priesthood in its hands is complete, and no other gods can share its divine power, but most of the time, a priesthood is in the hands of multiple gods.

For example, in Muria now, although the clergy he controls now seem amazing, in fact, even the most powerful clergy is only one percent of the complete clergy, which can be described as extremely scattered, accounting for only 1% of the complete clergy. One more word.

And some of the priesthoods he has mastered, if listed separately, there is no way to support the personality of the gods. This shows how small the "share" of some of the priesthoods controlled by Muria is, really just leaving a mark, waiting Subsequent expansion.

At the same time, Muria's act of encroaching on such a large scale and wantonly occupying eighteen powerful priesthoods has attracted the attention of some existences in this great world.

Because these priesthoods cannot be controlled by the gods. In other words, when Muria obtained these priesthoods, the gods who controlled these priesthoods knew that they had another competitor.

When Muria enjoys the power given to him by the big world,

One after another, the consciousness came across the boundary through the fluctuations generated by Muria's apotheosis, and then carefully and cautiously spied on him.

"Humph!"

But when these divine senses just appeared, they were all shattered by a cold snort before they showed any visions. Then, after sensing the warning from a certain existence and the will of the great world, no god dared to show his face again.

"Tsk, there are quite a few gods that Muria has offended all of a sudden." Although those divine senses were wiped out by the master of the Ten Emperors as soon as they appeared just now, Jin Longniang still noticed that all the gods represented by these spiritual senses what exists.

"Looking at his priesthood, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an enemy of the world."

"Well, those snoopers just now can be regarded as Muria's enemy." Ansor showed a vicious look on his body, and he was a little ready to move. His son's enemy, rounded up, was also his mortal enemy, so he went down The killer is also reasonable!

The deepest kind of conflict between gods is the dispute over the priesthood. This is an irresolvable conflict. It usually ends with one of the parties falling and the priesthood being taken away. For the gods whose priesthood fields overlap, does not exist.

Unless one of them succumbs to the other, surrenders all of its theocracy, and then becomes the other's god, the power of this nature of gods depends entirely on the mood of the main god, life and death are all out of their own hands.

"That's the enemy that Muria needs to worry about. You can do whatever you want, and you don't need to specifically target them." Seeing his two juniors who were about to move, the Master of the Ten Kingdoms reminded him.

Their Titans are not Blazing Gods, and they will not help the ethnic group to take care of everything, and help the ethnic group to solve everything as much as possible. The Titans will fight for what they want by themselves.

Of course, the Master of the Ten Royals is also very clear that these two titans who are about to move are not because they love their juniors, but purely because they see opponents worth fighting and the benefits they can get after defeating those gods.

It is precisely because of this that the rulers of the Ten Kingdoms are about to come forward. These gods are the ordeals and trials for Muria to come to the Lord of the World. If all the gods are killed, will his race wait to become the Lord of the World? How can there be such a cheap thing.

"Look, Muria has completed the transformation, let's go and see."

After Muria succeeded in becoming a god, many epics immediately gathered around, looking at the newly promoted God of Titans with scrutiny and curiosity. Titans are not unique, but they are really extremely rare.

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"I succeeded!"

Under the power of the great world with the charm of law, Muria followed the trend and integrated all the power poured from the world into her real body. While greatly improving her real body, she increased her body height to Thousands of meters up and down, the majestic stalwart is like a sacred mountain, and the surging divine power surges in it.

And when the godhead obtained from the sea of ​​source power merged into his body, Muria immediately felt a sense of inexhaustible and inexhaustible power.

He knew that this was not an illusion, but it was indeed the case. From today on, he will become the god of this great world. Through this godhead, he can continuously obtain the derived divine power from the world's sea of ​​source power .

Because he is not a god based on faith, so he does not need the belief of living beings to maintain his channel to obtain source power from the sea of ​​source power. His existence is more similar to that of an ancient god, and such authority is used by the world to win him over. one of the benefits.

Before he had time to appreciate the many benefits gained after becoming a god, Muria opened his eyes and looked at the many epics surrounding him, with a stiff smile on his face, because he saw the expressions on the faces of his father and grandfather eager to try.

Undoubtedly, the surge in power after he became a god aroused his father and grandfather's desire to fight. Judging from the current situation, this battle was inevitable.

"Moria, are you finished conferring the gods?"

Ansor squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and tried his best to play the role of a loving father, but the dragon gun in his hand made his smile look unconvincing, but a bit hypocritical.

"Yeah." Morea, who was shining brightly all over, nodded slowly.

"Your strength growth seems to be quite large, and you can't control it anymore. Let me practice with you!" Ansor said enthusiastically, looking very old-fashioned, but what kind of idea he had, who was not very good at the scene? clear?

"Father, you..." Upon hearing his father's words, Morea suddenly showed a helpless smile on his face, but just as he spoke, his grandfather Archimonde interrupted him.

"Ansor, don't you see the gap between you and Muria today? Why make things difficult for your son? Let me come to practice with you, you are not suitable."

The extremely straightforward and shocking words came out of the iron-blooded titan, leaving the surrounding beings speechless for a while, and Ansor was even more silent.

In terms of practice, Ansor took one step at a time, steadily and steadily, and did not engage in any crooked ways. And in the battle, Ansor didn't use any tricks, and when he met a suitable opponent, he would fight with the most vigorous posture.

He was like this, and he was separated by his son, so Ansor was silent when he heard his father's words.

"Hey, grandfather, my father wants to help me train my power control. I just want to suppress my current strength and fight with my father." Seeing the embarrassing scene of his father training his son, Muria, as a grandson, had to speak up to save him. field.

"En." Hearing what Muria said, Archimonde nodded, and then motioned Ansor to step forward, "Do your best, don't show mercy, and make a quick decision."

"Muriya, let's do it, don't care about our identities, we are opponents at this time."

Ansor held a long spear and stood in front of Morea, who suppressed her own strength with the Star Bead, and said.

"I know."

Muria held the Crack God Seal in her hand, and the thick divine power transformed from the [Earth] priesthood in her body poured into it, so the phantom of rolling towering mountains emerged on the seal in Muria's hand.

"Father, be careful!"

Muria threw the Crack God Seal in his hand and smashed it at his father. The moment the seal was separated from Muria's palm, countless space cracks emerged from the trajectory of the seal flying past.

Thorn~

Seeing that the big seal on the top of his head had been covered by the continuous expansion, Ansor raised his thorn, intending to use his own strength to fly away the cracking seal, but

Pooh!

Ansor's body sank downwards, enough to crush the continent, all of which fell into his body, causing his body of all spirits to burst, and golden blood mist overflowed from the fine wounds all over his body, but As soon as the blood floated out, it returned to his body with great spirituality...

"My current ability, combined with the current terrain, is really a rogue!"

Seeing how hard it was for his father to deal with the blow he had already controlled, Muria sighed softly, but did not intend to save his face, it was unnecessary.

The spectators present are not blind. If he deliberately keeps his hand, it will not only be his father who will be ashamed, but also him. Therefore, Morea drew out the prison halberd, and the sun power wrapped around it...

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