Chapter 1882: Battle of Theocracy (Part 1)

"Until they killed my mother, when they were about to kill me, the battle of divine power left by my father appeared on top of my head. The battle of divine power is one of the relics of the previous generation of divine kings. It has powerful and invincible The power of the fallen power is also the token of the king, but this stick, no one can take it away from me, because in the legend, only the real king can get the stick of divine power, so the stick of divine power protects me, Let me survive, those elders no longer spurn me, but protect me well, but what they want to protect is not me, but the stick of divine right, and they are waiting for the person who can take away the stick of divine right! "

"Once the battle of theocracy leaves me, I will have no value at all!" Lin Qianqian told the truth of the matter. This is all she has hidden from Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo looked at Lin Qianqian curiously: "Why does the thing of the god king become the power token of the fallen?"

Lin Qianqian said: "That's because the fallen person holds the weapon of the god king, which undoubtedly symbolizes that he is higher than the god king."

"Oh!" Jiang Mo nodded: "YY uses it!"

"What is YY?" Lin Qianqian looked at Jiang Mo strangely.

"Uh! This...! It's not a good word, just don't worry about it!" Jiang Mo waved his hand casually, smiled awkwardly and said, "Can you show me the battle of divine power?"

Lin Qianqian nodded, no one else could take it away anyway, just look at it!

She stretched out her hand, only to see that an extremely small scepter appeared in the palm of her hand, and then the scepter slowly expanded until it reached about one meter.

"The Battalion of Divine Power is twenty meters long, but it can be freely changed in size."

Jiang Mo looked at the stick of theocracy: "Are you afraid of losing it?"

"No! It's not mine, and I can't use it at all, but I can't get rid of it, and, I hate it, because of it, my father died, and my mother died, leaving me alone Live in the world!"

Lin Qianqian looked at the battle of divine power with hatred in her eyes.

Jiang Mo suddenly looked at Lin Qianqian seriously: "Are you sure you won't suffer from losing it?"

"You...! What are you going to do? Countless people have tried it, but they can't get it at all!" Lin Qianqian knew that Jiang Mo seemed to want to try it too, who wouldn't? But it's useless.

"That's not necessarily! Qianqian!" Jiang Mo's words stopped, and then he grabbed the stick of divine power: "No one can take it away, that's because it didn't meet me!"

Jiang Mo took the battle of theocracy from Lin Qianqian's palm.

"My God!" Lin Qianqian's eyes widened, and she looked at Jiang Mo in disbelief. The point is, she didn't know why Jiang Mo was so confident before!

What's more terrible is what Jiang Mo is doing now!

Jiang Mo held the stick of theocracy and knocked on the ground for a long time!

"Damn! This thing is neither a sword nor a hammer, so it's difficult to use?" After finishing speaking, Jiang Mo still knocked!

"Hey...! That's the treasure of the god king, you can't, you...! It will be angry!" Lin Qianqian knew that if someone had a tendency to destroy the battle of theocracy, they would immediately be counterattacked instinctively by the battle of theocracy.

Knocking like Jiang Mo, it would be strange if the battle of theocracy didn't kill him!

However, Jiang Mo raised his head and looked at Lin Qianqian in a daze: "Are you kidding me? Does it still get angry?"