Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 664 88

Holding the golden potion in his hand, Micronia recalled the cold winter 13 years ago.

In the Grand Palais in Paris, Francis rebelled and smashed his crystal skull. Google search reading

The energy burst out from the crystal skull successfully destroyed the illusion arranged by Mutu. But at the same time, it also caused irreversible damage to Microloa's elemental clone.

As a high-level divine chooser under the path of Balrog, Microa has condensed a total of 5 elemental bodies, and these bodies are distributed all over the world. All bodies share a set of consciousness and memories.

After cultivating the "Fire Demon Path" to this level, it is almost impossible to completely kill her.

Even Xinwang himself has a hard time doing it.

After losing a clone, Micronia did not think about revenge, nor did he contact any of his subordinates.

She was familiar with the methods of Archbishop Sussus.

Members of the Vulcan Cult are spread throughout human civilization, and a considerable number of them are idle people at the bottom of society.

Managing this group of people simply relying on an excellent reward system is completely insufficient. In contrast, a set of more stringent criminal laws is particularly necessary.

Injuries due to meritorious service.

Once a mistake is made, the bishop, the priest, and the believers will all be treated equally. Accept harsh torture that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

She is responsible for 90% of the failed mission in Paris.

Driven by greed, she credulously trusted Bishop Francis and allowed this cunning catfish to sneak into the ranks of the Fire Gang, and then lost the crystal skull, an important ancient relic in the Pope.

Now she has lost her clone, her territory, and even most of her men in the Fire Thief Legion.

One of the five great salary kings, the "Fire Bearer", has been missing for a long time. Without her backer, Archbishop Sussus will definitely try to take her life.

"Insect Master" Azriamo died at her hands.

This is the chief thug around Archbishop Sussus.

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How to hide oneself more secretly is a required course for every member of the Chuanhuo Gang. To be able to reach the position of bishop, Micronia obviously knows this well.

She spent the most dangerous first three months in Dongzang XZ, when she just thought she was temporarily safe.

On a sunny morning, Micronia was surprised to find that his remaining four elemental bodies were killed at the same time.

This kind of behavior was unheard of in Micronia's long life.

She jumped up from the bed and just as she opened the door, two figures as tall as iron towers appeared and grabbed her. The Balrog pathers do not have any close counterattack capabilities.

After a month's voyage, she was brought before Loki, the King of Paris.

Beside him stood an old lizard man with a gray body.

That was the first time Micronia saw Mutu, the "King of Earth and Sea" resurrected from the dead.

In the subsequent conversation, Micronia understood that this new Mutu, who incorporated part of the power of the light giant, could be called her absolute nemesis.

No matter how many elemental clones she condenses and where she hides them, this terrifying four-dimensional creature can effortlessly use divination to locate all of his clones.

It is precisely because of this ability that a slippery intelligence leader like Microloa is tied up and escorted to Loki.

"Bishop of Micronesia, I first want to thank you for your contribution to our Kingdom of Normandy. Regardless of deception or use, our group can capture the land of Paris and stand in front of you again."

You have made great contributions to us.

Facing Loki on the throne, Micronia snorted and did not make any answer. As a fish on the chopping board, any unnecessary resistance is unnecessary.

Since he has not destroyed all his clones, this means that he has not yet had the will to get rid of himself.

"You have seen the capabilities of this mysterious creature. Unfortunately, he now works for us."

"In the timeline that spawned the infinite future, Mutu discovered that if you want to keep everyone alive together, you will play a vital role in the future timeline."

"You are now as panicked as a dog in mourning. The Holy Episcopal Church, the Vulcan Cult, the Romans, and the Arabs all regard you as their enemy."

"On the other hand, the newly established Kingdom of Normandy needs an intelligence commander who is good at setting up hidden stakes and buying and selling intelligence. It is better for you to take this position. It is a win-win situation for you and me."

Micronia thought for a long time and finally agreed to Loki's request.

As a fire-bringing bishop who has been in Paris for a long time, she certainly knows how much her status will be improved by having a huge kingdom on her back. More importantly, she has lost all choice.

Even though she was about to go to the crisis-ridden Constantinople and wanted to regain everything she had lost, she could only agree to all Mutu's requests.

Before leaving Paris, Mutu personally pressed a bottle of divine water into her hand and told her to keep it close to her at all times.

"When the time comes, you will naturally use this potion."

Micronia looked around again

Sartre and Guraul were exhausted, and Red was on the verge of death.

On the other side, all the dragon herders under Wang Ergulei died, and although this dark god, nearly three meters tall, was lying in the ruins, his chest was still heaving.

This may be the moment this ancient god is closest to death.

But don't forget that they are still surrounded by Roman magistrates. As the battlefield gradually becomes quieter, there will inevitably be magistrates risking their lives to come and inspect.

(It seems now that I climbed into the dry well in advance just for this moment.)

Micronia knew there was no time to waste.

Slowly walking to Reid, she took out the bottle of golden potion from her arms.

I opened the bottle cap and was about to pour it into Red's belly.

However, at this moment, a huge black hand grasped Microloa's slender wrist.