"Is this done?" asked Michaelella, looking at Muria, who now resembled Hades in general form.

"That's pretty much it, that's all I can do now. "Muria is adjusting to her current body.

Once ghostly had no specific form, and could change into any shape. But now, Muria has turned the virtual into the real and has allowed herself to have this fixed body, and there will not be much change in form.

Compared to the previous Spectre form, Muria's form of death power is now in full swing, and it has been supplemented by leaps and bounds in melee combat.

Previously Spectre wasn't meant for melee, or solitary at all, but that's no longer the case.

Muria promised that she could use her current form to fight with her current form, and at least not fall behind.

"There is nothing to seem. After taking a closer look at Muria's current form, Micalia judged.

"I'm just changing the nature of my power, after all, I haven't dabbled too much in the law of death, and it's good to be able to do this now. Feeling a bit of a loss of face, Muria defended herself.

"What you really changed was the Titan body you forged with your source power. "Micaliera hit the nail on the head, Muria's current appearance is just a façade, and it is useless.

"Almost!" Muria knew that his current form was actually a skeleton, not much different from the Lich, but its essence was completely different.

As for his current form, which is similar to Hades, it is nothing more than a beautifying effect that he has made with his death qi on the basis of his own skeletal body.

"You now have four different powers in your hands as the Seven Calamity Demon Gods, you have changed two of them, what do you think of the other two?"

"Change it all. "Muria has returned to his human form, he doesn't like death form, he prefers living creatures full of life.

"And how are you going to change it?"

"The other two forces are wind, and earth. Wind, needless to say, this is what I'm good at, soil, similar to death, a little dabbling, I can change. ”

"Hmm, so you're planning to toss out a new form of the Wind Giant?"

"No, this is not necessary, in terms of form, I plan to refer to the Demon World Giant Phoenix King Eagle, as well as the Land Emperor Tortoise. ”

"Two more infinitely weakened and reduced versions of the Mortal Behemoth, are you okay?" Micaliaira made no secret of her skepticism, "You just referred to yourself, so you were able to shape a Titan body, but how much do you know about the Phoenix King Eagle and the Land Emperor Tortoise?"

"I have a phoenix eagle under the castle of the Erathia World Residence, and you still ask me if I understand?"

"Although that one is quite close to you, you haven't really communicated with it a few times, right? Emperor Tortoise, not to mention, I know you have one in the Titan Clan, but you have nothing to do with that one, right?"

"Ahem, it doesn't matter if I don't know, I just know what they look like, I just need to imitate a shape now, just look at it, and I'll see it when the time comes." ”

"Then whatever you want, anyway, the source power is in your hands, and if you don't feel distressed if you use it, then I don't have anything to say. ”

"Who says I'm not distressed? I'm very distressed, but I can't help it, this is a necessary investment in the early stage. Muria confided in his wife how she felt.

Source power, the power of the world's origin, there is no one who exists, it will be too much, because it is too convenient to use, and it can realize almost everything that the user conceives, if it can't be realized, then it must be that the amount of source power is not enough.

"It's your choice. Seeing Muria, who was still cheap and well-behaved, Migalella said expressionlessly,

She knew that if Muria's premeditation succeeded, then what he got would not be measured by a drop or two of the source power at all, and it would be a thousandfold profit.

"You toss it slowly, I'll go to cultivate first. As for what happened to Muria now, Michael said that it was impossible not to envy her.

In the eyes of Michaelella, who had almost reached the ceiling of his life level at birth, everything he longed for was quite boring and meaningless.

But as a creature, Micaliala has always wanted, but most of what she wants is basically not understood by mortals.

Just like the immortals mentioned in the myths and legends of Muria's previous life, in the eyes of mortals, immortals do not eat fireworks in the world, they serve the dew and eat the glow, and have no desires.

But do immortals really have no desires and no desires? I'm afraid not necessarily, but the things that immortals ask for are basically invisible to mortals, and mortals have no chance to touch them at all.

One thing is certain, though, that strength is a common quest for almost all living beings, and no one will refuse to become stronger, and Micaliera is no exception.

But it's a pity that it is impossible for Michael to run to collect the power of the epic, because she has not yet crossed the threshold between the legend and the epic, and now she, running to snatch the power of an epic, will basically be counterattacked, she is not qualified enough. Even if the epic falls, it is still an epic.

......

"What the hell is going on? Why do I feel this way, it's just a big rebellion!"

Young Eric lay on his bed, thinking about it over and over again, his mood became more and more frightened as he thought, "No, I'm not going against the grain, I'm just looking for death, how can I have such thoughts about you?"

"Ah!!h

The young man lay on the bed, buried his face in the dark quilt, and let out a low roar, venting his now suppressed and dull emotions.

The reason for his emotions began ten days ago, because he fought bravely in the frontline battlefield and made great achievements, so he was promoted to knighthood.

This was a pleasure for three days and three nights for any soldier in the Blazing Sky Realm, and Eric was also extremely excited at the time, even more when he learned that he could enter the imperial capital to meet the king.

He was just a small low-ranking officer, and he usually didn't have the opportunity to meet the supreme ruler of the empire, but this time he was lucky enough to get the opportunity to meet him, which could contain a great element of luck. Although he was with 299 other colleagues, it was also extremely rare.

The night before his audience with the king, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep and was in high spirits, but after he saw the supreme commander of the empire with his own eyes, he felt his nightmare come to him.

For when he saw the majestic king with his own eyes, he found that there was no emotion of excitement, excitement, awe, etc., in his heart, but only a feeling of greed, greed that longed to swallow it all.

After he suppressed the feeling that had risen in his heart, a great fear ensued, for he did not know why he felt the way he did.

"I want to devour my king, why? How could it be? Why do I have this damn feeling?"

Young Eric groaned in his bed in a somewhat broken mood, for he could not accept the strange emotions he had sworn allegiance to the king.

In the hearts of the vast majority of the new male generation of the Blazing Empire, Muria is their idol, and among the army, there are also a large number of Muria's fanatical worshippers, whose fanaticism is almost comparable to that of the fanatical believers of the gods.

Among Eric's labels for his identity is Muria's admirer, who sees Muria as an existence for whom he can give his life, but he has this idea that can be called extreme.

"There's no why, it's just your body's instinct, it's not about you. ”

At this moment, an elegant and easy-going voice sounded in the standard separate room of this low-ranking officer, and a burly and sturdy figure wearing gorgeous clothes tore a black gap in space and appeared in the room.

"Your Majesty!" the young man lying on the bed raised his head in amazement, and he could still see wet water marks on his face, but he quickly reacted, quickly climbed down from the bed, and then knelt on the ground.

"I ......"

"Needless to say, I know it all. Seeing the little officer who wanted to explain to himself, Muria raised his hand to stop it, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Do you have a feeling that you want to devour me?"

"......" Eric was kneeling on the ground, lowering his head and being silent, but his body was trembling slightly, and sweat was oozing from her skin.

Muria didn't rush him, just looked at him with a smile, and under such gaze, Eric finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his voice trembled slightly, "Yes." ”

"Don't panic, don't feel guilty about it, because when I see you, I feel the same way you do. Muria still had a warm smile on her face, with the majesty and poise of a king.

Hearing Muria's words, the junior officer Eric's body suddenly trembled even more, because he didn't know what kind of response he should make at this time.

"But the feeling I want to devour you is not as strong as yours, and it can even be said to be so weak that I can ignore it, because your strength is so weak. ”

Muria whispered, his mood was actually a little complicated at this time. Because the being who carries an epic power that he has not mastered is his subordinate. Thankfully, though, he had envisioned such a possibility.

"So you still need to get stronger as soon as possible, because I need your strength. Muria's eyes were fixed on the kneeling officer, and he made his request.