Chapter 391 Bad News

"I've finally waited for you."

After many years, the third fruit of the World Tree finally matured. Diriel looked at the fruit that fell from the tree crown, and his eyes showed emotion.

This fruit is different from the two fruits that Diriel and his partner Su Hailun swallowed. It is the place where Aslan's soul rests. When the fruit matures, it is the time when Aslan successfully reincarnates.

As the fruit fell to the ground, the fruit that had turned into pure black cracked, and then a black-haired man with waist-length hair appeared.

The moment he appeared, the entire demiplane was trembling gently. In the sky, colorful divine light emerged, the earth cracked, and sweet springs flowed. At this moment, countless elves flew out from the flowers and plants, singing praises with joy on their faces.

At this moment, the World Tree was shining with divine light all over, and the sound of gold and jade sounded between the collision of branches and leaves, like a supreme and beautiful song, celebrating the birth of the king who controls life and death.

"I..."

The man who had the most perfect body in the world when he was born opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of emptiness. Soon, a trace of spirit emerged, but it was full of confusion.

At the moment when his self-consciousness recovered, the fruit fragments scattered around him suddenly flew up and began to change in the air, changing their shapes and fitting on his body, turning into an extremely slim, luxurious and majestic battle armor, and at the same time, a long sword gathered in his hand.

"Tsk, you are really considerate!"

Seeing that Aslan was already dressed in a divine outfit without his eyes fully opened, Di Ruier couldn't help but sighed. He didn't have a piece of equipment that could fully suit him until now. The only thing he used was the Ring of Domination, which was becoming more and more useless now.

Wow~

Hearing Di Ruier's sigh, a branch suddenly broke and then fell in front of him. The golden divine pattern spread on it, and then there was a flash of lightning. In the blink of an eye, the messy branches were quickly trimmed and turned into a sharp spear.

"I was just talking, why did you really give it to me?"

Looking at the javelin made of world resin in front of him, Di Ruier was overjoyed. This was a weapon that suited him very well. With the status of the world tree, it was naturally ranked among the artifacts.

But after just a while of joy, Di Ruier couldn't help but feel a little sour when he saw Aslan, who was already armed to the teeth.

"Di Ruier, I'm alive again!"

After adapting to the new body and feeling the terrifying power in the body, Aslan's expression was still a little dazed.

After all, he only touched the edge of legend until he died in battle, but now he has mastered the power that surpasses many legends. In his opinion, this power is enough to rival the gods.

"How do you feel?"

Looking at the weak chicken in front of him, Di Ruier felt that he only needed a dragon claw to knock down. He was a little disappointed, but when he saw the number of fruits hanging in the crown of the world tree, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although the quality did not meet his expectations, the quantity could make up for it.

Moreover, the innate gods bred by the World Tree can still become stronger through subsequent training, and their strength is not static. The initial starting point can have the power of the legendary middle level, which is also very impressive.

"I have never felt so good."

Yaslan stretched out his hand and clenched his fist. Now he has a power that the legend can never control. This power has invaded the realm of the gods.

"I want to try the power I have."

As the saying goes, holding a sharp weapon, the desire to kill arises, and he has mastered such a powerful power. Yaslan was eager to try, and his eyes looking at Di Ruier were also a little wrong.

"Okay, I'll let my offspring take you to the battlefield to experience it."

Di Ruier completely ignored the desire in Yaslan's eyes. He knew that this guy wanted to weigh him, but the weight was too light for him.

Therefore, Di Ruier summoned two holy blood angels. When the angels came, the heat in Yaslan's eyes quickly cooled down and regained his calmness.

Because in his perception, these two angels who were respectful and obedient to Diriel's orders were obviously not much different in strength from him, and even made him feel strongly threatened.

"Is this your child?"

However, Aslan's attention was soon attracted by other key points, and his eyes showed interest, and his words were full of inquiry.

"You found an angel as a partner?"

"I don't have an angel partner, but they have my blood flowing in their bodies, so they can be regarded as my offspring."

"I see."

Aslan nodded thoughtfully, he could understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Okay, didn't you say you wanted to try it? Then go to the battlefield, which is the best place to test your strength."

Diriel was also very curious about Aslan's strength. What kind of performance would he have in a real battle? As for him personally testing it, there was no need.

As the king of the sacred tree, he had too many exemptions. If Aslan's strength fell on him, it would be good if ten points of strength could play a role.

Aslan looked at the two angels beside him and followed them happily. Wearing the Pluto armor and holding the Pluto sword, he came to the battlefield in the deep sea, just like the god of death.

Wherever his feet stepped, wherever his eyes went, and wherever his sword pointed, they were all death zones.

"This is the master of bullying!"

Tyrell couldn't help but sigh as he watched Aslan's performance on the battlefield from a perspective overlooking all things.

When he first chose the reincarnation fruit for Aslan, he gave him the power of death. After all, Aslan was in a soul state at that time.

Although it is not impossible to train him to become the King of the Undead, it is really unfair to the last monarch. More importantly, there are not too many disadvantages of becoming an undead. It feels like there is no way to succeed in the road of the undead.

However, the authority granted by the World Tree, as it no longer restrains itself, and the World Tree domain is expanding crazily in the world, has also had extremely exaggerated and terrifying effects.

Aslan who descended on the battlefield is the most vivid manifestation, because with him as the center, a terrifying underworld has descended, and within the scope of the underworld, all creatures entering it must constantly withstand instant death attacks.

As long as the soul is not tough enough and cannot bear it once, it will instantly fall to the ground, the soul will be pulled out, and then integrated into the realm.

Any creature weaker than Aslan cannot withstand such an attack. Even some special sea nobles with some treasures that are immune to death spells cannot sustain it. They can block it once or twice, but if it is ten times , what about a hundred times?

The result will be whatever it is, and there will be no difference. Only creatures that have condensed divinity can stand in front of Aslan, but even so, they have to withstand quite exaggerated suppression.

Although in Tyrell's view, Aslan is not invincible at all. He has not done much to weigh his thoughts, but due to the special nature of his power, he is almost invincible in the material interface. posture.

Because that is the power of rules, an authority that only gods can control.

In just one battle, Aslan single-handedly pacified a country in the deep sea.

The title of Pluto was naturally spread accordingly. The endless sea beasts kept rushing up, but fell down faster than cutting wheat. It really frightened many marine races.

However, there are some ancient beings who, because of the spread of the power of the Death Rule, have also cast their sights on the world of Carlos.

It didn't take long for Tyrell to receive reports that a large number of unidentified legends, suspected to be from outside the world, had entered Kalros.

Most of these legends have become invisible and difficult to trace after entering the world, but some are extremely high-profile and have joined forces in a certain kingdom, claiming to be here to spread the belief in gods.

"Although late, I'm here."

Tyrell was not surprised when he received the news. Instead of feeling a sense of crisis, he was actually a little disappointed.

"But there is only this little movement? So what if there are more legends?"

Tyrell, who did not take those legends too seriously, was in the demiplane of World Tree, working with the research institute to figure out how to use the power of Red Dragon King Quinn.

It is no exaggeration to say that with the power controlled by this evil dragon king, it can be hung on some small planes as the sun.

For an evil dragon capable of such a position, Tyrell would certainly not seal it underground like the Dragon God. Instead, he would find a way to add energy extraction facilities to the seal.

If the power of the evil dragon king can be continuously extracted, even if it is not particularly stable, then the energy required for the production of many dragon nests will have a stable source, and he can really have an endless army of dragon beasts.

Under the premise of ensuring a certain quality, with almost infinite quantity, what else cannot be bulldozed? Doesn't exist at all.

However, just when the situation was looking good, Tyrell soon received bad news. Veronica, the Dragon Mother of Green City, was attacked by an unknown legendary team at the entrance to the Underdark while tracking an ancient black dragon. ambush.

The Green City Dragon Mother, whose power was only slightly weaker than the Red Dragon King Wayne, actually suffered wounds that were difficult to heal in a short period of time. It was not until the Holy Blood Angel Angeles hurriedly arrived that the ambusher Then he quickly retreated, saving the Green City Dragon Mother from bad luck.

"what happened?"

Immediately after receiving the news, Tyrell summoned Veronica, who was preparing to recover from her injuries. Faced with Tyrell's inquiry, the Dragon King actually showed lingering fear in his eyes.

"It's the dragon stalker Malok. One of the legends who ambushed me is his incarnation. The weapons used by the other attackers are all dragon-slaying weapons forged against dragons. There are also Malok's weapons on them. Divine power.”

"That's not surprising."

Di Ruier understood and nodded slowly. A dragon as powerful as the Ludu Dragon Mother would naturally attract the attention of the powerful divine power that was madly targeting the dragon clan.

Being incarnated by the god himself and leading a legendary team to kill him is not a very outrageous thing. After all, he is a dragon hunter. With such a god's name, it is not surprising that he will do anything to dragons.

"Show me the wound."

Di Ruier's eyes fell on the body of Ludu Dragon Mother. On her body, wounds caused by various heavy weapons could be seen from beginning to end. Some parts even had penetrating wounds. At this moment, these scars There was a power that he found extremely disgusting, flickering to prevent the wounds from healing and regenerating.

The green dragon did not speak, but bowed his body obediently. Tyrell stepped down from the throne and gradually approached. He stretched out his claws and gently stroked the green dragon's body.

On his body, the supreme power from the World Tree emerged, pulling out these divine powers one by one, and as his dragon claws brushed across the body of the Dragon Mother, the green dragon regained its original perfection and flawlessness, exuding an amazing charm, but Diriel turned a blind eye to this mere temptation.

"Do you want revenge?"

When the atmosphere was a little charming, Diriel directly broke the atmosphere, making Veronica, who was just about to think about something, stunned, and then hatred ignited in her eyes.

As an evil dragon, he wanted to tear apart all creatures that hurt him, even gods.

"Of course."

"In that case, let's plan it again."

Diriel also made no secret of his disgust for the powerful god. Metal dragons have no immunity in front of this god who aims to slay dragons. There are really many powerful metal dragons who died at the hands of his believers and his incarnations.

The most important thing is that this god had also caused trouble in the Elmond continent, but was suppressed by the dragon army sent by Diriel. To be honest, he had already had a grudge with this powerful god a long time ago.

However, before Diriel and the Dragon Mother of Green City could come up with a plan, another piece of bad news was sent by the Shadow Army.

Aslan was assassinated!

In the deep sea, Aslan, who led several holy blood angels to break cities and conquer countries one after another, finally suffered a fierce counterattack from the god level.

His chest was pierced by a divine weapon. Even if he was wearing a battle armor with the potential of a divine weapon, it could not block this injury for him.

When Diriel saw Aslan again, the Hades, who had just been born and not long ago, was already dying. His chest was pierced by a snake-shaped dagger, and a hidden divine power flashed in it.

"Who is this god?"

Seeing his best friend in such a posture, Diriel showed no sign of anxiety. He directly brought him into the demiplane and then pulled out the dagger from his chest without any care.

When the dagger was pulled out, the divine power that even a demigod could not bear was also expelled, and turned into a skull with a crown on its head and surrounded by black air in the air.