Chapter 81 Meet the Epic

"Who do you say you want to pursue?"

"Michaela!" Morea looked at Gerald with a look of astonishment on his face: "Is there any problem?"

"The problem is big." Gerald looked at the indifferent Morea, "Do you know her status in the Blazing God Race?"

"I don't know, but her status should be very high." Morea thought for a while and recalled Michaelella's inhuman legendary equipment. Her brother Sylvester's armor did not seem to have her. good.

"Very high? Her status is higher than you think." Gerald walked around in front of Morea, thinking about how to describe Michaelella's identity to Morea: "She is a blazing sky. Among the new generation of the Protoss, the one with the highest bloodline level of the ancient gods, even the legendary blazing gods are inferior to her."

"And then!" Morea calmly looked at Gerald, who was a little emotional and a little bit excited. He was more cowardly than status.

"Then?" Gerald shouted at Morea: "It is impossible for the Blazing Gods to agree to Michaelella being with you. Your pursuit is a waste of time."

"Why should the Blazing Gods agree? As long as Michaelela agrees, what do the others have to do with me?"

"It is impossible for the Blazing Gods to agree to combine the genius closest to their ancestor's bloodline with a Titan without the Blazing bloodline. The resistance you will encounter at that time will be greater than you can imagine!"

"Well, I see." Morea nodded, and then directly greeted Gerald's spirit to build the teleportation array back for him.

"You gave up?" Gerald asked in a low voice as he watched the teleportation formation take shape.

"No." Morea shook his head, and he smiled at the honest and honest Titan boy: "Thank you for your reminder, I will practice harder from today, and I have enough strength. If you don't agree, I'll just grab someone."

"This guy..." Gerald watched Moreya disappear into the teleportation aura, touched his chin and muttered, "Grab the genius of the Blazing God Race! Hey, Morea, if you have this strength then , I'll call the other kin to help you."

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In the following time, Morea began to practice life-threateningly, because the first step in pursuing Michaela was to defeat the genius of the Blazing God Race, otherwise it would be embarrassing to pursue others.

He began to take the initiative to fight Heloise. Every time he fought with Heloise, he was exhausted, exhausted all his strength, and could no longer move. Then he was transported away by Casio and thrown into the pool of life to recover.

Pursuit of the opposite sex is always one of the male motivations.

For the victory of the battle after entering the Gold Tier 4, Morea was almost insane, and sleeping and eating was no longer enough to describe him.

Morea didn't even want to waste the time spent consuming elemental crystals. He asked Casio to transport him to the demon training ground. He chose to slaughter demons with one weapon, while sharpening his martial skills, he put the other hand to his mouth. Elemental crystal supplements are sent here.

For a long time, Morea frantically squeezed himself and tried his best to improve. At this time, he sincerely felt the strength of his current body with both Titan and Golden Dragon bloodlines.

He tossed himself so much, not only did he not abolish his own practice, but he began to become stronger and stronger. Although his level did not improve, his combat power was soaring.

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"Morea, you don't have to work so hard." Casio said after Morea returned from the abyss training ground with a blood-stained axe.

"Casio, you know, after I entered the fourth tier of gold, I had a battle with a blazing god." Morea looked at his spirit with a slightly tired look and smiled: "This battle, I don't want to lose, I can only win."

"You just need to follow the previous rhythm."

"Michaela is the descendant of the ten-winged blazing god,

If I don't try harder, I will probably lose. Morea smiled and said, "It's okay to be defeated by someone with a rank advantage, but, at the same rank, I don't want to lose, and I can't lose. "

"Muria, you have the bloodline of the Epic Titan and the Dragon King. You don't need to worry about the bloodline advantage of Heloise. As long as you are proficient in the inheritance of the Titan's martial arts, you will never lose."

"..." Morea waved his hand, said nothing, put down the axe and spear in his hand, walked into the bedroom, and began to meditate cross-legged with the aid of the magic circle to relax his tired mind a little.

The spiritual power increased by meditation, Moria is rarely used to build spell models now, because whether it is buffing spells or attack spells, it is difficult to take effect on the existence of Titans and blazing gods, but the spiritual power is not only used to build Spell model, in addition to casting spells, there are many other uses.

For example, it is used to assist in combat. Within the shrouded position of spiritual power, Morea can be discerning. For example, in the demon training ground, Morea can slaughter demons more efficiently and resist the attacks of demons by the way.

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"Bang!" "Boom!"... Around the vast arena, there was still a darkness of emptiness and silence. Morea put on the dragon armor and fought Heloise in close quarters. There was a strong collision sound between fists and feet. , the slate of the arena was continuously broken in the two attacks, and then quickly healed.

"Boom!" Heloise's arm was surrounded by hurricanes, and golden thunderbolts were intertwined on her fists, as if she was wearing a golden gauntlet. The golden fists attacked Morea at a mysterious angle.

Seeing Heloise's fist, Morea couldn't help but feel that no matter how much he dodged, he couldn't dodge the punch.

"Boom!" With the same move, Morea's fist covered with dragon scales burned with dragon flames, surrounded by wind and thunder, and the momentum was even more amazing than Heloise.

The fists collided, pale golden blood splattered, and the dragon scale armor on Morea's arm appeared numerous fine cracks at this moment, spreading directly to his shoulders, as if the armor-like dragon scale armor would be broken at any time. .

"That's right." After Moria threw that punch, she quickly backed away, dodging her side kick with the storm, and buying time for her dragon armor to heal. Heloise nodded and praised.

"I am now suppressing my power to the fourth golden rank, you can fight me to a tie and upgrade to the fifth golden rank in order to suppress you.

In three months, with this kind of progress, you are very good. And your current level of mastery of Titan martial arts is the limit of your current Gold Tier 3. If you want to improve the power of your martial skills, you can only wait for you to enter the Gold Tier 4. "

"I feel that my combat power can still be improved." Behind Morea, a slender dragon tail pulled the sound of wind and thunder towards Heloise.

In the form of the Dragon Titan, there will be a tail behind. Morea was not suitable for fighting with his tail at first, and the Titan's martial arts did not introduce the use of the tail. Titans are a humanoid race, but they do not have the martial arts to fight with their tails.

However, after being reminded by Heloise, Morea found out about using a long whip to fight from the Titan's inherited martial arts. Naturally, Morea began to use his slender tail as a long whip. In the battle with Heloise, he tried to fight while learning.

Every inch of the body can be used as a weapon in battle, which is the fighting principle of the Titan.

At the beginning, after seeing Murray's dragon tail with a diamond-shaped spear-shaped tail tip, Heloise immediately asked Murray to learn to fight with the tail and integrate it into her own fighting rhythm, not allowing Murray Ya treats his tail as a decoration.

"The power of your tail can indeed be improved." Heloise took Moria's tail blow without changing her expression. The scales' tail lifted him up and smashed it violently into the ground.

"At your current level, after advancing to the fourth golden rank, you will never lose against Michaelella."

"Heloise, I don't want to use dragon armor when I fight Michaelella, I want to use Titan form to fight her." Morea got up from the gravel pit smashed by his body, and once again Fight with Michaelella.

"why?"

"It's a little unfair. Michaelela promised not to use any legendary weapons in the battle. Since she is like this, then I can't use the dragon armor to fight her."

"This is an armor derived from your bloodline, not a foreign object. You don't have to give up using it like Michaelella."

"But my dragon armor is too hard for the same level, and it can only be broken with absolute strength."

"As you like, when the time comes, as long as you don't lose the battle."

"I know that I will never lose this battle."

"If you win, are you going to pursue Michaelella?"

"How do you know?" Morea looked at Heloise with a bewildered expression, subconsciously dodging her uppercut.

"Almost all the Titans know about it, why can't I know?" Heloise turned her fist into a palm and slapped it on Morea's raised arm. The clanging sound of metal collision spread throughout the empty arena. Fragmented thunder arcs, shattered wind blades, shot in all directions.

"Gerald, this bastard." Morea growled and called out the Titan boy's name. He thought that he didn't need to tell him that the Titan boy would be able to protect him consciously, but he didn't think he would say anything, he thought The desire to pursue Michaela spread directly throughout the clan.

"Muria, as long as you win, just go after it. You don't need to worry too much. We will help you solve the rest."

"Yeah!" Morea was stunned for a moment, then nodded, but just as he was stunned, he was seized by Heloise and smashed to the ground.

"Cough!" After Morea kicked Heloise away, a carp kicked up and jumped up from the ground. After readjusting his mentality, he once again fought with Heloise, who had suppressed his strength to the fifth rank of gold. Hit hard.

Although Morea was always at a disadvantage and was brought down by Heloise from time to time, he never tire of it. For some reason, he liked this extremely oppressive battle more and more.

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A few days later, after Moria used the Titan form to fight against the repressive Heloise for a long time, Heloise, whose face remained unchanged from beginning to end, suddenly spoke up.

"Muria, Your Excellency Ansor is about to return from the abyss, you are ready, I told Your Excellency, after he returns, he will take you to visit several epic adults in the clan."

"Huh?" Hearing the news suddenly, Morea was stunned for a moment, revealing a flaw. He didn't know how many times he was caught by Heloise, "Boom!" In the ground, a human-shaped pit appeared in the hard arena.

"It's all over for today. You go back and prepare. In the past two days, Lord Ansor will notify you to find him."

After finishing speaking, a teleportation formation appeared under Heloise's feet, and a dazzling teleportation aura emerged under her feet.

"Bah!" Morea spat out the rubble that splashed into his mouth and looked up at Heloise who was about to disappear: "Wait, why are you telling my father every time?"

This is the most incomprehensible thing for Morea. Obviously he is the son of Ansor, why does he always learn about his father from another Titan girl who is not related to him.

Heloise didn't answer Moria's question at all, because she had disappeared in the teleportation aura.