The Age Of Global Gods

The power of Sager Yuron now far surpasses Duroul, and it is no accident that Duroul, the star soul, will be forcibly corrupted and corrupted within a hundred years.

After the fall, Duroel had two results.

One is to be swallowed by Sagyuron, and the other is to be born early and kill Sagyuron the Life Devourer to become a fallen dark Titan.

After this world star soul awakens, it is also called Titan, but because the world's strength and level are inferior to the Titan Wall Universe, the strength of the Titan in this world is far inferior to the Titan in the Azeroth Wall Universe.

But there is one thing they are consistent with, that is, they all have the essence and personality of Xiantian.

To put it bluntly, the star soul is nurtured by the planet, and belongs to the Xiantian deity born and nurtured by nature, and is born with the personality bestowed by Youyu universe origin. In plain and easy-to-understand terms, it is the priesthood of the ancient gods.

In other words, the Titans nurtured by the Star Soul are the ancient Xiantian gods, it's that simple.

Lin Xiao's transformed hero template imitated a certain great existence, and I don't know which aspect attracted Star Soul Duroel's attention. He not only extracted the remaining original power for him, but also divided a part of his own essence into him.

The purpose of Duroul Star Soul was simple, to let Lin Xiao kill him after he fell.

At this moment Duroel’s fall is a foregone conclusion, but the noble Xiantian god was unwilling to fall. He saw Lin Xiao with great potential and bestowed his essence on Lin Xiao, hoping that he would grow up to kill his fallen self in the future. Retrieve the other half of the star soul's origin, and the two will become one, and Lin Xiao can become a true Titan.

Normally, this is definitely a good thing in the sky, Star Soul, Titan!

If he can become a Titan, and his avatar will be integrated into his true body after his return, the life essence of his true body will be reversed from Houtian human beings to Xiantian ancient gods, which means that he does not know how far in the future he will become a strong god-tier. When the peak of power goes further, there will be no bottleneck.

Don't ask how many probabilities there are. This is not a matter of probability, but a matter of ability and inability.

This is equivalent to a young man who goes to work before finishing elementary school and a young man in a full-time senior year who both want to go to Tsinghua University. But at least there is this opportunity.

How many strong god-tier leaders are stuck at this step, and there is no possibility of even stepping past.

However, the sky will never lose the pie in vain.

He needs to kill the fallen Duroel to be complete. After Duroel falls, he will want to recover the lost source, and will definitely come to chase him at that time...

The chase of a fallen Titan!

Even an incomplete Titan is a Titan.

After giving him half of the origin, Duroel's strength was greatly reduced. He could persist for about a hundred years. Now it is estimated that he will be completely corrupted in less than ten years. He has less than ten years to prepare.

In other words, he must face all this alone within ten years.

Don't have to think about running away, he can't run, he can run back to the Outland where the Netherstorm is, and Duroel can catch up.

Their souls are originally one, and the connection between them cannot be separated even if he leaves this world and returns to the main world. He has to face it.

Looking up into the distance, the ubiquitous gray mist in the sky can no longer block his eyes. He can vaguely see the powerful existences entangled in the depths of the distant world, the ancient god of the corrupting world-Sagyuron the Devourer of Life, And a more terrifying existence-the star soul Duroul that is about to fall.

The fall of Duroul is a foregone conclusion, and now the battle between the life-swallower Sag Yuron and the star soul Duroul is a battle of devouring.

No matter who swallows whom, life in this world will be destroyed.

With his eyes drooping, there was a dead silence in the huge hole below, and the strong ancient god power was pupa out to corrupt the creatures on the earth.

Lin Xiao left here without nostalgia, and then he needs to quickly Ascension strength, before the final moment comes, the level of Ascension to 80 or higher.

Because his ultimate ultimate ‘black hole’, which imitates the hero template of the great existence mystery, must be used at level 80, and to survive this crisis, he must rise to level 80 or higher.

Alone across the Bone Wasteland, he saw a large number of undead on the Bone Wasteland migrating this area. In the depths of the Bone Wasteland, he saw a basin on another huge wasteland. There were powerful undead everywhere in the deepest part. He saw a huge bone dragon two to three hundred meters long, and a huge skeleton not inferior to the son of an ancient god. He didn't know what kind of creature it was during his lifetime.

In the huge fortress in the center, he felt another very powerful breath of Death, probably the ruler of this Bone Wasteland, the leader of the Forgotten Clan.

It may be that Duroer's rapid fall was felt. These undead were shrinking their strength, countless undeads on the Bone Wasteland were approaching here, and the dense gathering of undeads made people want to make a big move.

He passed above the White Bone Cavern, the huge bone dragon and skeleton looked up towards the sky, the Shaoqi bone dragon fell down, and the giant skeleton standing above the white bone also lowered its head.

A gloomy light in the fortress soared into the sky, Lin Xiao stopped and stretched out his hand, the gloomy light flew in front of him and fell on the palm of his hand, and a hoarse voice sounded:

"Dear Son of Duro, the last light of hope, please accept the last gift of the Forgotten Clan!"

Looking at the hand, the shadow quickly condensed into a glove.

Duro, the Undead Hand (Legend)

Has been bound.

wrist.

+240 Stamina.

+240 strength.

+240 agility.

+240 intelligence.

+240 spirit.

Requires level 75.

Equipment: Physical attack hit level increased by 200 points.

Equipment: Physical attack haste level increased by 200 points.

Equipment: Defense level Ascension 200 points.

Equipment: Resilience +200 points.

Equipment: Every time you kill a unit, you get a point of Death power storage, up to a total of 200 points, and each point of Death power passively increases movement speed, attack speed and damage by 1%.

Use: Unleash all the power of Death, gain the Death Roar skill, movement speed +500%, attack speed +500%, all damage +1000%, for 30 seconds.

Equipment: Will not be attacked by any undead.

Set: (2) Every Ascension first-level, all attributes +10.

Set: (4) Every Ascension first-level, defense level +20, toughness +20.

Set: (6) Every Ascension first-level, reduce all damage by 1%.

"It's another orange suit, or a suit!"

Lin Xiao nodded and replaced this orange outfit with a purple handguard that added around 25 points in stamina and intelligence.

The shape of the Undead Hand looks like a jade white bone claw sleeve. It looks pretty good, and its attributes are quite powerful, especially the various attributes attached to the equipment even today Lin Xiao thinks it is good.

"Thank you for your gift, I will try my best to defeat the ancient gods!"

No matter what, the promise will be made first, anyway, I will fight the ancient gods.

The King of the Forsaken did not respond, leaving only an unexplained sigh and stopped making a sound.

Lin Xiao did not stop, bowed his head to the Bone Wasteland below, and turned to leave.

Five days later, Lin Xiao crossed the White Bone Desolation to a place between the mountains, over the mountains, and came to a map called the Plain of Last Hope, where he saw a large number of minions and servants of the ancient gods, and more than five levels. The son of an ancient god with a height of ninety, and a tentacle of the ancient god dancing back and forth in the air thousands of meters high.

This is the front line of Durotar's last resistance. Behind the plain is a giant fortress named Durotar. The last resisters and refugees of the entire planet are all concentrated here. Once this is breached, the entire world will perish.

When Lin Xiao appeared on the edge of the battlefield, more than ten eyes or hostile or kind or suspicious eyes looked over in an instant.

After the promoted hero obtained the origin of the star soul and became the son of Duroel, his existence could no longer be concealed, and any strong person could sense his existence as long as he approached.

Especially the tentacles of the ancient gods were particularly excited after seeing him, the horrible killing intent mixed in the circles of invisible light almost materialized on him, and the five children of the ancient gods moved towards him almost at the same time.

At the same time, several powerful figures flew out of the Fortress of Duron. One of them turned into a dragon with a wingspan of more than six hundred meters. The twisted trajectory blasted towards one of the sons of the ancient gods.

Several other powerful figures came out and intercepted the children of other ancient gods, and Lin Xiao took the opportunity to fly to the fortress.

After entering the fortress area, the tentacles of the Life Devourer Sag Yuron waved again, and countless ancient god minions on the huge defense line were ready to move, launching a full-scale attack on the Duroul Rebels.

At this time Lin Xiao had entered the fortress and stopped. Several lights and shadows appeared in front of him and looked at him carefully. One of them was dressed in a gorgeous robe and looked at him with complicated eyes, and said:

"Dear Son of Duro, the last light of hope...you are too late!"

Another brawny phantom with dragon horns on his head pointed to the dim beam of light in the center of the huge fortress behind and said:

"The light of Duroul has dimmed, and the destruction of the world is inevitable!"

Lin Xiao looked at the dim beam of light in the center of the fortress that rushed straight into the sky, and immediately understood the meaning of this beam of light.

This is the manifestation of the star soul Duroel, and now the beam of light is dim, and the power representing the star soul has declined to the extreme, and can no longer protect them.

Lin Xiao was silent for a moment and said:

"The meaning of the light of hope is to illuminate the hope in people's hearts. I will do my best to bring hope to everyone!"

After a long silence again, he said:

"I need to be stronger!"

The leaders watched him silently, Lin Xiao kept confidence on his face, unwavering.

He didn't say panic. If he can really get to the 80th grade or above in ten years, there is indeed hope of a comeback.

Maybe it was his faith that moved them, or that they had no other hope but to believe him. The leaders finally spoke, and Ephelia, the High Priest of Light, lowered her head to him and said in a deep voice:

"Dear Son of Duro, please come with me."

She turned into a stream of light and flew towards Duroel Fortress, followed by Lin Xiao.

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