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Above the clouds, God Pan looked to the northwest.

He could feel a sharp breath coming towards his face.

The Hanging Sword finally took off.

Under the conditions of Vlad's malicious intervention but taking advantage of the situation, he could no longer find any other helper.

This time, he had no choice but to choose his true form to join the battle.

Pan Shen looked at it coldly. Even if the face that could be said to be perfectly in line with human aesthetics had been enlarged to the size of a room, there was not even a single flaw to be found.

He is the child of Gauze Nicholas, a god who symbolizes inheritance and reproduction, and is the male and aggressive side.

Of course, He is now also a husband who protects his wife.

After just a few breaths, a little golden light appeared in the distant sea of ​​clouds.

In the thick black lead cloud, this golden light is particularly conspicuous.

Furthermore, this golden light continued to amplify.

Finally, when He came from the other side of the horizon, it had gathered into a vast river.

The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness!

Above the clouds, there is endless horizon.

There is only this Yangtze River that has been covered in dust for countless years.

However, this river of light is not actually going straight to God Pan. On the contrary, its target is Tu Antivan who is undergoing the ascension ceremony.

He understood that God Pan would never become a god, and his first priority now was to get rid of Tu Antivan first.

However, Pan, who was put into rhythm by Vlad, was not prepared to let go of the Hanging Sword at all.

He raised a hand.

As a result, the shadow of a palm instantly stood in front of the river of light, like a dam.

The dazzling river of light rushed up the embankment, smashing out thousands of bright spots of light.

After all, I still couldn't get over this obstacle.

This road is blocked!

"What on earth did you do!"

Pan Shen suppressed the anger in his heart and questioned the river of light from afar.

The Hanging Sword is hidden in this river of light.

Now that He has revealed his true form, He doesn't mind having a fight with the Hanging Sword.

He had already sensed something bad from Vlad's mouth, but because this matter was so closely related, he didn't even dare to verify it easily.

He just wanted the Kongxuan Sword to give an explanation.

There was a sound of swords in the river of light.

"Make way? Haha, what a joke! If you don't speak clearly today, don't even think about leaving!"

Pan Shen snorted disdainfully and immediately held his hands empty.

The giant hand holding up the sky immediately grasped it from a distance and pulled the river of light into its hand, just like pulling a strip of light.

A sword cry came out from the river of light again.

"What? Give way first? I said, you answer me first! I ask, you answer! Are you worthy of me and agree with me?!"

Pan Shen sneered disdainfully again, and the black energy on his body surged again.

At this moment, His momentum was far more powerful than the Hanging Sword.

What is the Hanging Sword?

But a false god.

Still a sacred weapon!

His personality is even much lower than that of God Pan.

As he said that, a coldness flashed through Pan Shen's eyes.

When did characters like Hanging Sword dare to negotiate terms with Him?

Is it because He has been silent for these thousands of years?

Or is it because some people think that He, the god, is a character who can be manipulated at will? !

Thinking like this, a slight murderous intention finally flashed in his eyes, and without waiting for the Hanging Sword to respond, he directly pulled the light belt domineeringly!

The long river of light stretching for several kilometers was kneaded at will like a ribbon in His hands.

Knead it directly into a ball. Then, Pan Shen squeezed the small ball and punched it out from afar!

The Hanging Sword seemed to be aware of the power of this punch, and the already dazzling ball once again burst into endless brilliance, even directly dispersing a small thick lead cloud.

However, there was no new action from Him yet.

God Pan's punch has already come!

The world became silent.

It was like a stone quietly smashed into the calm water, causing all kinds of turbulent waves.

Circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, with this ball of light as the core, spread out in all directions, pushing away the clouds arrogantly.

Within a few kilometers, all the lead clouds dissipated, and the golden sunlight poured down. Combined with the dark clouds in the sky, it was like a big hole had been punched through the sky for no reason.

God Pan ordered again: "I ask, you answer!"

But when they were in a stalemate, on the other side, the tower spirit's godhood ceremony was coming to an end.

Everything is ready, and finally only...the last step remains.

Return the wish and show the saint!

“We are born to live under the gaze of gods, and after death we will repeat the same mistakes in endless reincarnations of souls.

Indeed, we can live in ignorance until we close our eyes in ignorance.

Sometimes, I wonder, maybe, there is some way to end this.

I'm sure there are people out there who are coming together with the same philosophy as we are.

Anyone who believes in me will be reborn! "

Taling calmly narrated this prepared speech.

This was written by Tu Antivan and specially prepared for the tower spirit.

In front of the world, the tower spirit occupying Tu Antivan's body is Tu Antivan.

"I, Tuantivan Phoenix, take this oath here.

I will always love the kingdom of Agrath,

I will always protect the people of the Kingdom of Algrant,

I will always protect my believers.

I am the patron saint of the Kingdom of Algrant!

My will will cover the entire kingdom, from the bay in the east to the jungle desert in the west, from the snow in the north to the mountains in the south.

Wherever the national emblem of the Kingdom of Algrant is located, it belongs to my sight and my will.

From now on, the Kingdom of Algrant will have its own gods!

I am the god. "

Without any emotion or fluctuation, the tower spirit just announced to the world mechanically and coldly.

In the distance, the struggle between God Pan and the Hanging Sword did not stop him at all.

Even the shocking waves that blew by were just a breeze to him.

He lowered his head and slowly looked below him.

There was Andem, Tuantivan's student.

Then, he raised his head and looked to the northwest.

There is the city of Uruk.

There was the king of the kingdom of Algrant.

There are the executors and heirs of plans that have been waiting to be planned for hundreds of years.

When the tower spirit's voice floated throughout the kingdom under his control, the king who lived deep in the palace naturally heard it.

Then, His Majesty the King stood up from his throne and laughed heartily.

The breath explodes.

Platinum level, animal blood person.

Inherited the bloodline of the gryphon.

He raised his head like a lion and looked around with pride like an eagle.

Although, there is no one around.

Although, he couldn't see the whole kingdom.

But he knew that one day in the future, he was destined to be recorded in the history of the kingdom.

A tree takes ten years, and a tree god takes a hundred years.

"Can!"

This is his response to Talling, and also his response to his father and grandfather.

I, Griffin Agrant, the third generation king of the kingdom, now approve Antian to become a god!

For the first time, humans were given scepters to gods, put on crowns, and were invited to enter the temple.

Since then.

You grant divine authority!