I Am the Legendary BOSS

The ocean of magical power underground seems to be boundless, but it's actually not that big.

Especially William couldn't spread the perception here.

In addition, Odin had already sensed the ominous spirit of the holy rank, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Now he can only hide in the corner, slowly pulling the wool of socialism.

right.

Take it easy.

Breathing continuously, step by step, Odin gradually entered the state of harmony between man and nature.

The holy rank is born with a fierce spirit, but it is comparable to the existence of a god. Logically, if someone steals from his house, he will definitely find it.

But the little thief who can't stand Odin is not ordinary. He has been proficient in digging and transporting since he was a teenager, and now he has become a master among underground workers.

When he sank into the ocean of magic power, he could even enter an inexplicable state, and this guy really didn't notice it for a while.

But there's one thing that matters.

The holy spirit didn't notice him, it was he who focused all his attention on the eight saints above his head.

sanctuary.

An incredible realm.

If the legendary fierce spirit has no wisdom, it can only rely on instinct.

Then the intelligence of the holy spirit is already equivalent to that of a monster. This holy spirit is watching the eight saints all the time.

Peeping in the dark. va!

Unfortunately, his secret observation has been detected by others. Although his exact location is not known yet, most of the saints have begun to approach the ground instead of turning into white lights and circling around in the sky. .

This group of guys have already noticed that maybe there really are the remains of the gods, maybe they don't exist on the ground, or they are underground.

Time is slowly passing.

The Saints set out on the ground looking for something worth taking.

As for the legendary professionals, they are much more refreshing. They have the same mentality as William, and don't need to think about artifacts, as they belong to the saints.

But the treasures, potions, and various mineral veins in the small world are all good things. If they are beneficial to themselves, they will not let them go at all. If the space ring is not filled, it will be a blood loss!

And the saint seems to be very generous.

The key is that they all have the confidence to become the masters of this small world.

According to their thinking, the small world will be mine by then, and those cheap treasures should be given away.

After all, don't say anything else.

This small world has the territory of three human kingdoms, which is equivalent to two-thirds of the land area of ​​China, and with enough magic power, let alone seven or eight billion people, it is not a problem to live in more than one billion. This is to preserve the blood of the ethnic group the best way.

At this moment, Saint Rambo of the Rose Empire and Brad the Fire Saint of the Holy Empire walked together and said with a smile: "As the masters of the third era, our human race seems to be the only one in Runeterra." The Human Empire owns a small world, right?"

Brad, the saint of the fire element, has a bad temper and scolded angrily: "Who said it was not? The world tree of the elves used to produce a small world. Even if it is now split into more than a dozen different spaces, I estimate that each piece of different space , is no worse than ours in terms of size.

Don't look at the elves who are dying every day, saying that they have a small population, few resources, and few saints, and they cry about being poor.

But this is an era, this is 10,000 years! (change it)

After so many years, each elf kingdom has only increased by a few million people. Isn't this frankly nonsense?

In particular, have you noticed that the population of all the elf kingdoms in the seven continents is around 10 million.

Tsk tsk, what about cheating ghosts?

There is also the Angel Realm jointly created by the Yu Clan, I have never been to it.

But there are only more than 50 million angels living in the city of the sky. Is this their confidence to challenge our human race?

The Angel Realm is their real trump card.

Now among the three strongest races in the Continent of the Gods, only we, the human race, put all our cards on the bright side.

Damn people are more dead than people! "

"Well, that's true, how about you help me snatch the control of the small world from other people, and fight for the human race?" Fasheng Rambo said after a little thought.

"..." Brad twitched, I am not stupid because I have a bad temper, why don't you help the Holy Empire to snatch the small world?

Fortunately, the two of them were just talking, and no one took it seriously.

But when they were talking and laughing.

Almost at the same time.

The eight saints got into the ground almost at the same time, and blatantly shot at the holy spirit.

They seemed to be looking for something just now, but they were actually trying to determine the exact location of that guy!

this moment.

The earth trembled.

It was the first time that this small world, which was relatively stable in time and space, suffered such an exaggerated attack. The other legendary professionals stopped, all got up and flew to the sky, not daring to stay on the surface.

Because the battle of the saints is too intense, if one is not careful, this small world may be torn apart.

And what legendary professionals can think of.

The other saints were also worried that their offensive was too fierce.

When this group of people killed the holy spirit, they used the most powerful moves to pull him into the holy space.

Odin was also awakened at the same moment.

He saw a vortex suddenly turning up in the ocean of magic power, and the aura of several saints appeared and disappeared immediately.

"This is a joint effort to take away the holy spirit?" Odin's eyes lit up. This is a good opportunity. This time he was fully fired and began to devour the ocean of magic power madly. All the space rings in his hand also Incorporate liquid-like magic power into it.

In a short time.

The place where he exists really forms a vortex.

Every minute and every second, countless magical powers poured into his body.

Odin's eyes are already red now, he knows that he only has a short time, because the holy spirit can't bear the cooperation of many saints, he wants to win the most benefits for himself in this short time .

ten seconds.

30%

twenty seconds.

33%.

thirty seconds...

35%.

Time is passing gradually.

While devouring the magic power, Odin scanned other places as much as possible.

three minutes!

really.

A temple with a height of one thousand meters and a width of tens of thousands of meters is hidden in this magical ocean.

And that holy spirit should be the guard of this temple.

This is definitely a relic of the main god, and it is an extremely well-preserved relic.

To know.

Not all main gods leave temples and ruins, and not all main gods have their own small worlds.

But the main god who can control the ominous spirit of the holy place is absolutely no small matter.

When Odin saw the temple, he turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the temple.

If you hesitate, you will give it for nothing. He understood this truth when he was three years old in kindergarten.

And just when he wanted to open the door, he quickly changed direction and came to a relatively remote corner of the temple.

Swish Swish Swish.

Several dog planing strokes in a row.

The impregnable wall has already been dug out a big hole.

next moment.

He poured into the temple with the ocean of magic power. It has to be said that he has dug and built a lot of temples, so he, who knows the structure of the temple very well, easily came to the hall of the temple.

And the entry of the magic ocean into it did not cause any fluctuations.

Instead, Odin can absorb magic power here.

at the same time.

Odin also saw this different palace.

It is similar to the imperial palace where thousands of people worship.

At the top of the thousand-story steps, there is a huge golden throne.

There is also a lifelike corpse of a man sitting on the throne!

He was wearing very simple clothes, the skin on the surface of his body was like cracked white jade, the brilliance of divinity had long since disappeared, and his eyes were tightly closed, giving people the feeling that he had not died for many days.

But even so, this corpse still gives people endless majesty, making people afraid to look directly at it!

Or.

He had died not long ago, which led to the sudden appearance of the small world.

But soon!

The breath of the eight saints reappeared.

Odin didn't hesitate, risking the resurrection of the person in front of him, grabbed him and disappeared in place with his golden throne!

The hearts of the eight saints were shocked at the same time. They felt as if some treasure had been snatched away.

But luckily...

The control of the small world has not been taken away, and the temple looks intact, so that is enough.

Especially for many saints, the small world is the most strategic thing.

As for the body of the main god?

Oh, sorry.

Never seen it, never thought of it.

After all, not everyone is a grand master of tomb robbers. They are not so skilled in operation, and they can find shortcuts in a smooth manner!

And Odin's destination is nowhere else.

It is Dawn City, he was summoned away.

He is now beside William in the magic tower.

hum.

A layer of dense magic barriers shrouded the magic tower, and the whole magic tower was glowing with colorful light, which brought exaggerated pressure to countless players and civilians. Many people were surprised that the goddess boss was doing what is that.

Mexis looked at the corpse with unbelievable eyes. Three seconds later, she couldn't help but glance at William and said, "This is the baby you said you wanted to bring back?"

"The corpse of the Lord God, isn't it a treasure?" William's eyes widened. He didn't dare to go directly to the corpse of the Lord God, because the strange and oppressive aura was too strong. Would it be possible for Odin to bring it back? Because of the rank and the characteristics of the natural gods.

Mexis took a deep breath, and she pulled out William who was hiding behind her, and scolded with lingering fear: "Aren't you a coward, why are you hiding behind me and grabbing the corner of my clothes?"

"..." William twitched.

And Mexis said with lingering fear: "He is really dead, or we both will be so cold!"

His Royal Highness smiled: "I know, especially Odin is my avatar, his attack is the biggest temptation, even if he dies at that time, he will die a avatar, but if he can bring it back, it will be a blood profit.

By the way, is he really dead? "

"I can still feel it, it's just that he died not long ago. The moment he just appeared, that breath affected my brain, making me think that my old 'friend' was here to make trouble." Messes said When he was talking, especially when he said the word 'friend', he still gritted his teeth.

William heard something in her words, and asked, "Enemies?"

"Hmph, my fall had a lot to do with him back then, do you know who he is?"

William shook his head: "I don't know!"

Messes raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an arc: "The Lord of Soul, and his godhead hasn't been completely shattered yet!"

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