Chapter 782 Fallen Angel

"The gods are not divine, but I am the supreme..."

The ancient divine words echoed in the silent small room. The hoarse and erratic words came from Eric's mouth. His palm was inserted into Wo Jin's chest, and a strange power was born in Eric's crumbling body. Behind him was the outline of a lion's shadow, like a king, high above, looking down on everything, its golden pupils full of arrogance, as if it didn't take anything into account, including gods, and it only had arrogance and no awe in its heart.

Roaring, black smoke swirled, and the lion's hair flew wantonly. The lion, full of arrogance and evil, stared at Wojin and roared. It was at this moment that the remaining power in Wojin's divine body began to be absorbed by Ai. Rick devours.

"I forge my body with the flesh and blood of God, and condense my will with the remnant soul of God. I am the spirit."

The ancient divine words echoed naturally, as if Eric was reciting them, and they seemed to come from distant time and space. The sacred breath no longer existed, and a depraved and filthy power began to emerge in Eric's body. This came from In the fallen ritual of ancient times, angels break their wings.

With the continuous influx of power, Eric's originally exhausted body quickly regained its vitality and acquired extraordinary powers. Correspondingly, the divine body left by Wojin began to lose its sacred brilliance and became ordinary.

The flesh and blood dried up. At a certain moment, Eric directly dug out Wo'jin's heart. At the same time, Wo'jin's divine body turned into fly ash and disappeared. Without the sacred essence, the divine body of the god would also decay.

Bang, his eyes were filled with evil purple intent, and with a strong palm, Eric crushed Wo Jin's heart and absorbed the last bit of sacred essence.

The power was boiling, his palms were stained with divine blood, and his arms were bent abnormally. At this moment, Eric held his withered angel wings and tore them off from his body.

Hey, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the roots are uprooted. This is not only a physical separation, but also an extraordinary abandonment of essence, which hurts to the bone marrow.

Uh-huh-uh, the hoarse voice let out an unconscious roar of pain, and the dark power of corruption gathered into flames, burning the body and soul. In the endless pain, the essence of Eric's power began to undergo a fundamental deflection. The divine becomes corrupted.

The flames of corruption burned fiercely, and his flesh and blood melted. Eric soon became unrecognizable, and in the process, his remaining sacred essence was burned completely.

"It seems the ceremony went well."

Looking at Eric who was melted by the fallen flames, Sean spoke, and a flash of interest flashed in his blue eyes.

"It is rumored that the depraved ritual of angel wings breaking is related to the sixth pillar of hell, the Lord of Arrogance, Lucifer.

He deliberately stayed in the world of Boya in order to seduce those angels to betray their own gods. "

The low voice sounded, and Sigger spoke, but he talked about the origin of this depraved ritual.

Hearing this, Morel also became somewhat interested.

"Could it be that the arrogant Lord is really a fallen angel?"

In the past years, there was a theory that the Lord of Arrogance, Lucifer, was a king of angels who fell and entered hell. However, it was just a guess and there was no clear evidence.

Hearing this, Siegel shook his head. He didn't know this either. At this time, Eric's transformation had reached a critical moment.

The flesh and blood melted, condensed into a ball, wrapped in the flames of corruption, and continued to expand. At a certain moment, the ball of flesh exploded, the aura of corruption filled the air, and Eric's body emerged from it.

He is naked, with fair skin, smooth muscle lines, and perfect body proportions. He is three meters tall, with samsara eyes in his pupils, two small curved horns on his forehead, and a pair of jet-black wings behind his back. There are fallen flames burning on it, and under this pair of wings, there are two dark marks, which represent the wings that have not yet grown.

From an angel to a fallen angel, Eric lost his divine essence, but he also broke away from the shackles of the gods. He had the possibility of being promoted to the seventh level, and this was a great surprise to Eric who had swallowed up Woking's remaining power and essence. It's not a far-fetched topic.

Buzz, the strength converged and returned to normal. There was a trace of purple meaning in the dark eyes, the black flames of corruption burned, weaving a black robe, and Eric knelt on one knee in front of Sean.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Although his essence is Ymir, what he thinks and does is still Eric.

Seeing such a scene, Sean showed an unabashed smile. Now that the matter has finally ended successfully.

In the depths of the ocean, a far-reaching battle is going on, and the terrifying power is displayed wantonly. The two parties fighting are the sea god, the ancient dragon Ural and the Lord of Storms.

They all show their mythical postures. The two-headed dragons and the elemental giants are constantly fighting. One after another terrifying magical arts are born in their hands. Both sides win or lose. However, in general, the ancient dragons who occupy the geographical advantage still occupy the territory. has certain advantages.

"finished?"

After receiving the news, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he once again burst out with powerful power to temporarily repel the ancient dragon man. The Storm Lord immediately withdrew and retreated without hesitation.

Seeing such a scene, he guessed what happened, his face was as gloomy as water, and he let out an angry dragon roar. The ancient dragon man did not stop him anymore. The overall situation was decided. Under the premise that he had no ability to really leave the Storm Lord, there was no need to The battle has lost its meaning.

Roar, hidden in the depths of the sea, the ancient dragon man did not stay any longer. He wanted to make some preparations in advance for the severe situation that might come next. At the same time, he also wanted to accurately confirm the true situation of his allies and whether they were really like this. As suspected, it has fallen.

At the moment Wojin was in danger, he was ready to go to support as agreed, but was stopped by the Lord of Storms who suddenly came, so that he lost the chance of rescue. According to the current situation, Wojin was very He may have encountered an unexpected situation, and the loss of this powerful ally will also make his subsequent situation more difficult.

Of course, if Wo Jin really dies, it will not be of any benefit to him. At least the debt he owes will not have to be paid.

At the same time, in the unknown void, in the deep darkness, an ancient will quietly resurrected.

Buzz, the blazing red light blended with the darkness, and two red suns suddenly appeared in this dark place.

"Wo'jin died, and the little toys were taken away. It's a pity, a pity, a pity."

The ancient will woke up, noticed something, and sighed three regrets. At this moment, the two red suns became dim.

"He borrowed the power of the Sword of Damocles and was killed. What a waste."

"But it's not without gain. At least He verified the feasibility of external divine power for me. Although I failed to take the last step, with His previous experience, the next experiment will be much smoother. From this point of view He is also a rare talent.”

The red sun shines in the sky, as if observing something.

"Pity."

Saying another word of pity, the ancient will fell silent again. At the same time, the two red suns were completely dimmed and merged with the darkness.

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