Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

The latest website: Emerald Principality, Greenfield City.

Even if natural disasters ravage the entire world, the prosperity of Greenfield City is better than one day. The current resident population has exceeded one million. Even if there is an island in the cloud above the sky, it is still the largest city in the Emerald Principality.

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the first food festival will be officially held on October 10th, the winner will get the superhuman miracle fruit, eat the fruit, and have the opportunity to enter the royal court."

The immature but loud shouts rang out on the street and immediately attracted the attention of many people. As the wild people, many of them are no strangers to the miracle fruit, which is the fruit that truly contains miracles, regardless of their own talents. As long as they eat it, they can have extraordinary power. It can be said that ordinary people can change their own class best choice. What's more, there is also the opportunity to work in the royal court. Thinking of this, many people don’t consciously turn their attention to that one. Strong vines support the palace standing above the clouds.

"Give me a copy."

"Give me a copy."

One after another, the sound of buying sounded, and the thickness of the newspaper in the hands of the newsboy decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Little guy, give me a copy too."

Hearing this voice, the sweaty newsboy turned around and handed out a newspaper.

He is 1.67 meters tall, with blond hair, a single ponytail, gray overalls, a peaked cap, an oval face, a little freckles, and a pair of big watery eyes. Although not beautiful, they are Inexplicably cute, people like it very much.

"Thank you, little guy."

Taking the newspaper, the girl disappeared into the crowd.

"Is it a heartbeat? Is this what my brother said?"

Covering his small heart with his right hand, the newsboy stayed in place, and when he realized that he wanted to find it, the girl had long since disappeared, only a copper coin was held in his palm.

"Really a nice place."

Walking on the sidewalk, holding the ice cream in one hand, sipping it, and holding the newspaper in the other, watching it casually, the girl seemed very comfortable.

"I'm afraid that little guy can't even dream of me coming here."

Throwing the newspaper into the trash can, the girl had a bright smile on her not beautiful face.

"Little Angel, are you off work?"

"Little Angel, how are you doing today?"

"Angie, my mother made apple pie and invited you to my house for dinner."

Walking into an ordinary community, everyone who saw the girl smiled and greeted her enthusiastically.

In response, the girl responded with a smile. Although he has lost most of his power, who can refuse his charm? Everyone voluntarily moves closer to Him, this is human nature.

"It's really a nice place, I'm a little bit reluctant to ruin it."

Returning to his temporary nest, lying on the soft bed, the current An Qi, the thoughts in the past Woking's heart are turning.

Stabbed, the head of a bear doll was accidentally screwed off by Woking. For Sean and others who almost forced him to death, he has hated him like a bone marrow, and everything related to him should be completely destroyed, including This nice city and this country.

"what happened?"

With a warning from the soul, burying the hatred deeply, Woking immediately sat up from the bed.

Although he fell into a period of weakness because of his theocracy, and his power fell into silence, he was extraordinary after all. At this moment, the original noise was going away, and the room he was in seemed to have come to the wilderness from the city, which was obviously abnormal.

Aura shining, without the slightest hesitation, Vol'jin immediately triggered the pre-existing means, wanting to jump in space again, but this time without success, he was still in this small room.

With a gloomy face, Woking knew he was in real trouble.

Clicking, the sound of the door lock twisting sounded, and a child wearing a black robe and a height of 1.2 meters walked into this small room, and behind him was a deep darkness.

Lifting his head, his small face was pale and terrible, Ymir's eyes were faintly scarlet, and his pupils were pitch black, without a trace of impurities.

Looking at each other, Woking instantly froze in place, covered in an inexplicable gloom, cold hands and feet.

"I saw."

Whispering softly, Ymir spoke. At this moment, he was clearly looking at Vol'jin, but his sight seemed to fall elsewhere.

It was at this time that Ymir stretched out his small hand and made a scissors to cut the silk thread. At the same time, behind him, there was a faintly crowned white bone figure covered with purple energy, and there was silence flowing on his body. The sacred brilliance of the gods is Danatus, the **** of death.

"I saw."

The weird words reverberated in nothingness, and it was Death's whisper. At this moment, Wojin's body completely lost its temperature.

"I'm dead?"

The thought of falling into sluggishness turned slowly, and at the moment when his life came to an end, Woking realized something.

Eric used the illusory rules as the foundation to promote the transformation of the eyes of reincarnation, and obtained a pair of illusory magic eyes. With the help of Danath’s death personality, he peered into the authority of death. After years of silence in the spiritual world, Ymir finally mastered the rules of death. , And his reincarnation eye also transformed, based on the rules of death, to achieve the magic eye of straight death, taking the meaning of looking straight at death.

Under the eyes of the Straight Death Demon, Vol'jin, whose power had fallen into silence, was no longer without flaws, the dead line was clearly visible, and it could be cut easily.

Om, the dead line was cut and erased conceptually, Woking fell into true death, and at the moment when the flame of his life was completely extinguished, a gold coin emerged from his divine body, it was Wo Gold's external theocracy, universal gold coin.

The sacred breath flows, the golden light shines, and the universal gold coin spontaneously arouses the power of wealth without anyone leading it.

Om, time and space are distorted, and under the brilliance of wealth, the time and space that originally sealed this small room has been in chaos for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the omnipotent gold coin seems to have wisdom, and must take the initiative to flee here.

Under normal circumstances, after the theocracy is accommodated by the gods, with the death of the gods, they will naturally collapse, but the situation of the universal gold coin now breaks this rule. Compared with the general theocracy, the performance of the universal gold coin is closer to one. A true artifact, maintaining its own independence.

But at this moment, the chaotic time and space fell into stagnation, and everything including the universal gold coin fell into a static state. Only one palm covered with fine scales and shaped like a dragon's claw remained unaffected, crossing time and space. Coming out of nothingness, he held the universal gold coin that he wanted to escape in his hands.

Phew, the stagnant time and space returned to normal, and the four figures of Sean, Morrel, Sieggel, and Eric appeared in this small room. At this moment, Eric’s angel wings had withered. His whole body was withered, his eyes were dull, and his whole body exuded a rotten evil that could not be concealed.

Angels share the glory and power of the gods and are close to the gods~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Once they turn their backs on the gods, they will be cursed and die in pain. Once the gods whom the angels are loyal to die, they cannot survive alone. They It is the absolute attachment of the gods, and this has never changed.

Although Eric has been replaced by Ymir at the root, his transcendent nature is still an angel. Before, his actions were regarded as betrayal by Woking and cursed. Now Woking has died, he is in a desperate situation. Among them, if it were not for Ymir's power to maintain, he would have died.

"Go ahead, Eric."

Playing with the omnipotent gold coin in his hand, taking a look at the divine body that Woking left behind, Sean spoke.

Hearing that, a faint of desire flashed in his dim eyes, Eric nodded. Although the real Eric has disappeared, as long as Ymir does not deliberately manifest, Eric's behavior and even feelings will be It was generally the same before.

Dragging his body that was about to fall apart, he came to Woking. With dry palms together and turned into blades, Eric inserted his palm into Woking's chest and held the warm heart.

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