Chapter 1353 Daughter Controls

The Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains is not interested in the priesthood [Death]? What nonsense, it is not difficult to extend death from the earth, and once he obtains [Death], the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains will definitely be able to go further, such a temptation, can this ancient god resist?

"However, this matter has to be considered from a long-term perspective. You can also see that although his will is chaotic, his power is not lacking in the slightest. If you want you to replace him, it is not small."

"The mountain master is right." For such nonsense, which is obviously just a waste of saliva, Morea agreed, and did not show any persistence. This is normal.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains, an ancient existence that was conceived at the beginning of the world and has survived to this day, is not an enthusiastic neighbor who came to help you when he saw that you were in difficulty. good old guy.

"I suggest waiting for you to be promoted to a powerful divine power, and we will bring your own gods to help you plan for the priesthood [death], how about that?" The Lord of Wanshan suggested to Morea in the attitude of an elder, "After all, it is for the gods' routines. way, useless to the god of death."

"Well, what you said makes sense, then let's talk about it after I'm promoted!" Morea readily agreed.

The original ancient god was merged into the world god system, even if he became a god of belief, it did not mean that belief would become his weakness. Even if he lost his belief, his power would fall, but it was limited.

For example, the undead emperor may still have his divine name circulated in the various realms after a long time, but it has not been able to provide him with enough faith.

Even so, He is still alive and kicking in his own kingdom of God, and there is no sign of falling into eternal sleep because of lack of faith.

After all the matters were finalized, Morea and the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains went back to their respective homes, looking for their own...

"Necroworld, the primordial god in charge of the priesthood of [Death], you dare to pay attention to this existence now, Morea, the gap between us is getting bigger and bigger."

Twelve holy wings of light extended behind and gradually filled the space behind him. The new goddess of light, Michaelera, looked at Morea who had returned from the undead world and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

"It's just an idea, I don't have the possibility to realize it now." Morea smiled helplessly, he didn't know what Michaelella was thinking.

The partners should support each other, and the gap between Migalela and Morea's strength is so big now that her heart is uneasy. If she wants to catch up with Morea as soon as possible, at least she should not be pulled away too much. the distance.

"Having this idea is enough to explain everything, look at my current strength,

I don't even dare to think like that. "

"It's just an unrealistic delusion. If you want to realize it, there is still a long way to go. And there are many people who have the idea of ​​​​that death, and I am not the only one."

Morea was very calm. Judging from his experience in the undead world, it was not only the Sun God and the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains who attacked the god of death, there might be other existences.

As for the alliance with the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains... Whoever takes it seriously is a fool. It is a contract without any restraints. It is simply a verbal agreement. In today's world, it has no effect.

"And I may be the weakest one among them." Morea laughed at himself.

He has a very clear positioning of himself. Compared with those ancient beings who are inherently sacred, he has no advantage. The only thing he can rely on now is the priesthood that he was daring and occupied from the sea of ​​source power in the world.

"You are the weakest, but you are the most potential among them. You are different from them. You are the most special, Morea."

Michaelella is very optimistic about his partner. Not long ago, he chose to be a god here, but it was not just an impulse, he was also optimistic about his husband.

He intends to help Moria, and then work with Moria to obtain the resources he wants most, so as not to be thrown away too much.

"If the potential cannot be converted into combat power in the shortest time, it is just potential. I must become stronger in the shortest time and be promoted to become a powerful divine power."

"Are you going to preach your faith?"

"Well, naturally, you have become a god, so be more thorough." Morea whispered softly, behind him, Luo Tianjing slowly turned, and around him, there was a faint sound of sacrificial prayers.

As He has repeatedly demonstrated the power under his control in the world, there have long been many living beings who prayed to him and worshipped him, but before that, Morea ignored these beliefs, and he did not want to Too much contamination, otherwise it will be difficult to get rid of.

But now, Morea has decided to let go of her prejudice. She has already accepted the baptism of the laws of the world and has endured her own shackles.

"Since my father is going to consecrate God, then I should start preparing to build a church."

Beside Michaelella, Gladys, who had just returned from a realm and completed the war of conquest, spoke out. He is shrouded in a layer of real power of faith.

This is the result of Gladys leading a realm conquest war. At this time, as long as he wants, he can immediately become a god, and she has such qualifications for a long time.

But such a thing cannot be tolerated by Morea. His partner followed him to consecrate the gods, and it would be fine to perform this ceremony with a very low success rate, and his daughter would also be involved in it.

If it fails, then his family of three will not be trapped here, which is absolutely impossible. Mortals know that eggs cannot be put in the same basket, and that his heirs, his descendants, can only go the epic way.

"Well, do your best, by the way, don't let Tiffany meddle in this matter, I will try to arrange for her to play in that realm for a longer time."

Morea stretched out his hand and made a light move towards his eldest daughter. In his eyes, the power of faith that had formed a halo of light flowed into his hands.

Golden flames ignited in his hands, eliminating some of the negative emotions, and the crystals of crystal clear red gold faith condensed and formed in his hands, and there were faint sounds of killing. Gain results of faith through warfare.

"I know, I'll let her know after I've finished building the framework of the church!"

Seeing that his father took away the belief that could make him become a god, Glatis' expression didn't change. If she wanted to confer a god, she would not let the power of faith condense into a chakra behind her. She had already determined her goal.

...

"Dimos, have you found it?"

Above a rippling blue swamp, the holy winged man with light wings stopped the dragon king who was walking around. Although they had the disguise of reincarnation, they used the same secret technique to see through the other party hidden in the reincarnation at a glance. The essence of the body.

"What are you looking for?" Although he knew what the other party was asking, the Dragon King who wanted to tease his in-laws deliberately asked back.

"What else? Your great-grandson, and my granddaughter. Did you find it?"

"Tsk, what have you been doing after being reincarnated for so long? There's no news at all. You're too useless, right?"

Timothy mercilessly ridiculed the Blazing God, which was a rare opportunity in ten thousand years.

"Don't tell me you found it?"

Aldiba didn't care about Timothy's sarcasm. He noticed Timothy's tone, which was so relaxed and freehand that he didn't seem to have any burden.

"of course."

Timothy raised his head proudly, as if it was his credit for finding his great-grandson, without feeling the slightest embarrassment for his actions.

"Where?" Aldiba was overjoyed.

Although he also reincarnated using the secret magic of heaven, his luck was not very good. He was reincarnated into a winged human race. Although he was born with the ability to fly, he was extremely unlucky to be born in a low-level winged human family, so he It took a long time to overthrow the old system and became the master of rejuvenation of the winged people.

"Don't worry, they are all safe now, at least much safer than you are now." Demos, who didn't know the latest situation of Morea's current situation, assured his friends of the Blazing Gods.

"Don't talk nonsense with me, tell me the coordinates and I'll take a look myself." Aldiba was a little impatient.

"Of course there's nothing wrong with that, but I want to remind you to be mentally prepared."

"What kind of mental preparation?" Aldiba had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Your granddaughter has become a god." Timothy straight to the point.

"..." Aldiba was silent, he didn't know what to say at this time.

"The master of the ancient prison told me not long ago, so you don't have to doubt whether the content is true or false." Timos further added, deepening the persuasiveness of his words.

"What's going on?" Aldiba slowly recovered from his astonishment, then narrowed his eyes and stared at the lazy dragon king in front of him.

His intuition told him that this matter was inseparable from Timothy, or in other words, this guy's grandson.

"Well, since you want to know so urgently, then I'll tell you... Well, the general process is like this."

In a showy tone, Demos proudly described his grandson to his old friend, his grand plan to become the master of the world, but the more he spoke, the darker Aldiba's face became. After speaking, Aldiba's face was gloomy, and water was dripping.

"Your grandson, the guy Moria, when did he come in?"

"I don't know about this. It's after us anyway, but he is much stronger than you now. Even if you want to trouble him, you may not be able to beat him."

Seemingly seeing the old friend's dissatisfaction with his grandson, Timos reminded very kindly. At this moment, a layer of crimson divine flame appeared on the winged king who broke the solidification of his own racial class.

But when this layer of flames just appeared, there was a rumbling sound of thunder in the sky, and the world's will was always slow to respond to the power that was beyond the bounds and beyond its control.

"Calm down, calm down, you're all an old guy, why are you angry with the juniors?" Seeing that the old friend burst out with the aura of the body, so that it triggered the thunder of the world's law, Timothy smiled and comforted him. Vice-watching the fun is not too big of a gesture.

"Your grandson doesn't have much ability, but his vision is not low. When he sees the slightest possibility, he runs to seek the position of the master of the world, without looking at himself."

"I think it's okay. After Morea had this idea at the beginning. But I still discussed it with the master of the ten emperors. Since the master thinks that there is a possibility of success, then I have no problem."

"Your Excellency Shiyu thinks that Morea can succeed? Could it be that this lord intends to personally help you follow along?"

"Do you think the Titans would do such a thing?" Timothy squinted, staring at Aldiba.

"Impossible, but since this is the case, why does the master think that Morea can succeed?"

"Don't ask me about it. If you have the ability, go to the Lord and ask."

"Ignore this for the time being. Your grandson is a god, and you are plotting to be the master of the world. Why did you pull my granddaughter into the water?"

"What do you mean by pulling your granddaughter into the water? Can you speak? It's obvious that the two of them worked together, how could your granddaughter become a victim when you talk about it? You know better than me that if you don't want to confer a god, It's impossible to succeed at all."

"Who knows if your grandson used all kinds of rhetoric to trick my granddaughter into making her a god."

"You bastard, forget it, I won't argue with you, go see your granddaughter yourself and see if my grandson is coercing and enticing?"

"Give me the coordinates."

"Give it to you."

...

"Micah, this is what I pulled from an ancient giant beast. It is the ultimate material for refining divine tools."

In the shrine, Morea proudly showed his wife the spoils he had obtained by exploiting Orochi, "You can choose whatever you want, take as much as you want, it doesn't matter if you take it all, I can get it again after a while. batch."

"I don't like to use this material to refine artifacts, ask Gladys if they want it!"

"I have already prepared their share, enough for them to spend a long time."

"Well, what about Aiolos' share?" asked Michaelella, who knew what Morea was like.

"Oh, Aiolos, um, his share, I'll prepare it right away." Facing his wife's gaze, Morea unconsciously tilted her head, feeling a little embarrassed for her preference, "No. will be missing him."

"According to the observation report of the angel I sent, Aiolos' memory has almost awakened, and you should bring him back now." Michaelera fought for the legitimate rights and interests of his eldest son.

"I see, then it's time to bring him back." Morea thought for a moment, and finally, under the gaze of his wife, nodded reluctantly, "When the time comes, arrange for him to be the commander-in-chief. Legion."