Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

Seeing and hearing the color domineering, the perception was pushed to the limit by Sean. Although it was a bit unbelievable, Sean's perception clearly told him that the idol in front of him was neither made of gold nor carved in black stone, but a real one. Of flesh and blood.

　　 "This is really a surprise."

After being astonished, a smile was drawn at the corner of Sean’s mouth. If it is a real idol, even if it is a precious treasure, Sean may not move. After all, it represents a god, whether it has fallen or not. In this age when the gods are gradually returning, the awe that should be there is still necessary, but it is completely different if it is a flesh and blood body. After all, a flesh and blood body cannot be used as a **** image of a god.

　　 "Beammon, the king of kings."

A muttering whisper sounded, and twisted tree roots began to slowly stretch out from behind Xiao En. At the same time, Xiao En's surroundings began to become blurred, but only for a moment, the next moment they resumed. It's normal.

　　Illusory Magic·Reflection, can distort people's vision, Secret Magic·Space lock, can seal the aura fluctuations of a space. Although there is no writing round eyes, some simple illusions can still be performed by Sean, and the reflection and the incomplete version of the space fan lock can just meet Sean's needs at this time.

　　 At this moment, although Sean in the temple has allowed part of the roots of the demon fruit tree to come over, from the outside, the scene in the temple is still exactly the same as before, without any change.

　　 The roots spread and pierced into the body of the **** statue. It rarely encountered some resistance, but this did not change its ending.

　　 Time passed, and in a short while, the gilded idol disappeared in place, and at the same time, a pear-shaped fruit appeared between the branches and leaves of the devil fruit tree.

　　 "This thing is..."

　　 The idol disappeared, Xiao En's eyes suddenly condensed, and he reached out and grabbed a hand in the void.

　　 "Soul Fragment."

　　 Although souls are intangible and intangible, in Sean’s eyes they are no different from real objects.

　　The ability of the Soul Soul Fruit was activated, and the soul fragments in his hand were quickly absorbed by Sean.

And at the moment when the idol completely disappeared, in a side hall, a blind old orc who was sitting quietly with a sword or knife on his legs suddenly stood up. He was wearing a coarse linen, thin and stature. Not high, only about 1.78 meters, far less than those strong orcs, but at the moment he stood up, a sharp sharpness filled the whole hall.

　　 "It turned out to be like this."

　　 Although most of the information in the soul fragments is chaotic and incomplete, Sean still gained some useful information and roughly clarified the outline of the matter.

　　 The current temple or these green-skinned orcs belonged to the former Beamon Empire. Since Beamon was named, this empire was naturally founded by Beamon.

Pureblood Beamon itself is a top king-level monster, but this is not their limit. In ancient times, there was a Beamon who broke the shackles of blood and became the seventh-order Emperor of monsters, and the Beamon Empire was based on this It was opened up by the blood of the emperor of Warcraft.

The body of Bimon in the temple is the sixth emperor of the Bimon Empire, Zeros Woods. Its bloodline is extraordinary, and its talent is rare in the world. It excavates the power of bleeding at an incredible speed and becomes Bimon. The youngest Tier 6 king of the family, all the subjects of the Beamon Empire believed that it would be the second Beamon of the Beamon clan to break the shackles of blood and become the seventh emperor. Although it was still not slow, it was difficult to advance even after reaching the top of the sixth order, and was firmly locked there.

　　 In order to make a breakthrough, Zeros made many attempts, but none of them worked. In the end, he thought of a way of stealing the gods.

After the establishment of the Beamon Empire, the seventh-order emperor of Warcraft was honored as a **** by his subjects. With the passage of time, this statement not only did not disappear but became more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In order to consolidate the rule and deepen authority, the Beamon royal family acquiesced. After this statement, and built a temple, under such circumstances, the emperor Beamon, who had long been missing there, became the fighting and fearless **** in the hearts of everyone in the Beamon Empire.

　　 In the hopeless situation of opening the blood yoke, Zeros set his sights on another breakthrough path, which is becoming a god.

　　The gods are in power, and wanting to become gods is not a simple matter. To some extent, walking this path is not easier than opening the blood yoke.

　　 However, Zeros's talent is indeed the top-notch. It has found a shortcut, that is, stealing the gods.

Although the seventh-order emperor Beamon was revered as a god, it did not have the corresponding authority. This allowed Zeros to see the opportunity. With the passage of time, the concept of the **** of battle and courage has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and beliefs spread throughout Beamon. The empire even radiated to a wider area. Under such circumstances, Zeros thought of stealing God, stealing the faith and glory of God.

Ordinary people can't do it even if they think of this method, but Zeros is different, it is also Beamon, it also has the blood of the emperor of Warcraft flowing in its body, using this as a traction, and then blurring the identity of the emperor of Warcraft, then It is not impossible to steal faith.

　　 As long as he can steal that huge power of faith, then Zeroos may use this as a basis to condense his authority and become a true **** of battle and fearlessness.

This plan sounds a bit fanciful, but in fact Zeros is very close to success, but it is a pity that the demonic wave has receded, and the royal blood of the Bemun Empire is getting weaker and weaker. In the end, the human knight’s iron hooves trampled on this piece. In the land of the orcs, the huge Bemun Empire collapsed, and with it the belief in the God of Fighting and Fearlessness ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is really a genius to think of this method, but luck seems to be bad. That's great. "

　　 sighed slightly, Sean turned and left the temple. Although he had just made a cover, it will inevitably be discovered by the orcs over time.

　　咻, the silent blade light quietly emerged, and Sean's soul body quickly dissipated.

　　 gathered again, Xiao En's face was not good-looking, the approach of the knife just now made him not notice in advance, the most important thing is that the left arm is empty now.

　　Although he is a soul body, his left arm is not really broken, but his soul was actually injured.

　　 "Since your Excellency is here, why don't you stay longer."

　　 The voice came, and a blind old orc whose eyes were pierced by a scar appeared in front of Xiao En. It was obvious that he had cut the knife just now.

　　 "Oh, I don't know who your Excellency is, you are so hospitable."

　　 Without rushing to shoot, Sean looked at the old orc carefully.

　　 "Baloric in Halong Maw."

　　 Sean is not in a hurry, and the old orc is not in a hurry, as if he is really entertaining guests.

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