For his protagonist life over the years, Eric knows very well what is going on, which is given to him by the existence in front of him.

It is precisely because of this that no matter what he achieves, he has never been arrogant, because he knows that everything he has experienced has been arranged, he is like a marionette in a stage play, everything is being manipulated by others.

And after knowing this, he is really unexpected, everything he has now is full of doubts, including his current lover, and even his son.

"You don't need to be so modest, you are too arrogant, you can achieve what you have now, and your own ability cannot be ignored. Muria smiled and comforted the leek, which was fully ripe and waiting for him to harvest.

Although Eric's current achievements and the series of titles that can blind people are basically 70% due to him, there is no doubt that Eric himself has tried.

After all, there is a saying that mud can't hold up the wall. Eric can obviously be propped up to the wall, which is much better than those who are in the mud level.

"Your Excellency, I know very well what kind of material I am. Eric replied calmly, having matured over the years.

"Hehe, I'm not praising you, but a pertinent evaluation, if it weren't for my intervention, with your ability, you would also have the possibility of being a marquis, you have the talent in this area. ”

Muria didn't have the majesty of a king with Eric, there was no need, people were already willing to give everything to him.

"But if you don't interfere, I'm more likely to die on the battlefield than the feudal marquis. ”

"That's right. For this point of view, Muria agreed, a general to achieve ten thousand bones is not just talking, every general in the country of the blazing sky with military merits is stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Are you ready?" After a few small words with Eric, Muria went straight to the point.

"When I stepped into this palace, I was ready. Eric replied that he had been preparing for this moment for five years.

"That's good, it can be very uncomfortable, but I definitely don't pose a threat to your life. Muria reminded him and assured him as well.

"Your Majesty, come on!"

"You sit down. ”

After Muria sat Eric cross-legged, she stretched out her hand to him, and a thick six-colored mist spread out of his body like a hungry python, swallowing the motionless Eric into his stomach in one bite.

Enveloped in the aura of what seemed to be an autonomous consciousness, Eric let out a muffled snort of pain. Because he felt that the power he had worked so hard to cultivate was constantly being pulled.

Crash!

The tide rises and falls, the sound of the sea churning comes from Eric's body, and a blue ocean reflection appears behind Eric, this is his power.

And when this power appeared, the turquoise water poured out of Eric's body, trying to fight back against the power that devoured it, but as soon as the heavy water gushed out, it was immediately pressed back into his body by Eric.

Eric knew exactly what he was doing, and it was the price he had to pay for all the wonderful experiences and infinite glory he had had in the past five years.

"Very well, just work with me. Seeing Eric's actions, Muria nodded appreciatively, "Your will has been sharpened in these years of fighting, and the next process will be painful, but these pains are within your patience." ”

"I know. Eric felt the pull around him grow, and the power in his body had begun to drain, or rather be forcibly pulled out.

This feeling of power passing is undoubtedly extremely uncomfortable for an existence like him now, but no matter how uncomfortable it is, he must endure it.

As time passed, the turquoise qi was pulled out of Eric's body, and then swallowed up by the power extended from Muria's body, and the pleasure of the rapid increase in power reappeared.

Unlike Muria, whose face was full of pleasure, Eric's face gradually distorted as he felt like his body was being hollowed out.

This is not an exaggerated metaphor, but a figurative description, and Eric is now unusually miserable. At the beginning, the power in his body could still rely on instinct to fight back when he was devoured by the same source power from the outside world.

But as he devoured more and more, the strength of his strength to fight back became weaker and weaker, and after reaching a certain limit, his strength simply stopped fighting back, and even catered to the power of the king, cooperating with the other party's devouring, and in the end, he simply went out by himself, without taking into account the feelings of his master.

The sound of the ebb and flow of the tide lingered in the main hall, but the shadow of the ocean behind Eric was fading away as his power was rapidly decaying.

At the same time, behind Muria, from blur to clarity, the phantom of the ocean appeared, and he was gradually controlling the power of the sea, the last power held by the plundering Seven Calamity Demon Gods.

"Smack!"

Obviously, this time the devouring of power was not long, but for Eric, it was like after ten thousand years, he became extremely weak, and he couldn't even sit on the ground, he lay directly on the carpet in the main hall, his face pale.

"Finally all the power has been gathered. Muria took a moment to appreciate the power of the sea that he had never touched, and turned his attention to Eric, whose body had been hollowed out.

"Isn't that nostalgic feeling of weakness?" asked Muria, pacing up to Eric's side, then crouching down and smiling at him. He knew that this little guy with the last of his epic powers was from a civilian background.

In troubled times, anything can happen, and the former palace nobles may be reduced to begging on the streets because of the ruin of the country and the collapse of the family.

And the beggars who beg on the street may also turn over in an instant because of an opportunity and create a legendary cause that opened the country's industry. These are troubled times, chaotic but full of opportunities.

And Eric has no doubt that his ancestors should be wide, and he may be the queen of a prince, but Muria is not interested in investigating this kind of thing.

Because in this world, the number of countries that were born and destroyed is too much, go to the street and pull an ordinary commoner, follow his bloodline up to the hundred and eighty generations, and the eight achievements are after the princely family.

Eric estimates that this is also the case. However, it was more than Muria's expectation that his vein could be reduced to such a point, and he was actually wiped out to the point that only he was the only seedling.

Of course, there may be people like him who hold this epic power that represents the power of the sea, but Muria has not found a second one so far.

Eric's parents are ordinary people who have not awakened, but they have reached his generation and happened to be awakened, if Eric had not awakened at the beginning, Muria would probably be more depressed.

"No, I don't miss it at all, I've never been so weak. Eric, who was pale, smiled bitterly at Muria's ridicule.

"Yes? I've experienced this feeling of not having the slightest bit of power. ”

"You...... This?" was a look of astonishment on Eric's face, as he thought about Muria's words in a state of mind that was terrifying. The king of the Blazing Heavenly Kingdom has actually been robbed of his power.

"Surprised? Even I, when I was born, didn't have any power. ”

"Forehead......" Eric's surprised expression froze on his face, making his face look slightly distorted.

"Alright, I won't tease you, I give you what I promised you. ”

Muria pressed her palm against Eric's chest, and a blue light lit up between Muria's palms, and a force that was so familiar to Eric filled his body.

"What is this?" Eric's face looked surprised and puzzled, as he felt that all of his newly drained power was back.

"If you look closely, it's still a little different from before. Muria saw Eric's expression and reminded him.

"Am I getting weaker?" Feeling it closely, Eric quickly noticed the difference. If the power that Muria had just taken from him was solid, then what he had returned was liquid, the same power, but it was diluted.

"Weakness is only temporary, when I break that layer of boundaries and complete the last step, everything will go back to the way it was, and you will even become stronger because of it. ”

Muria said something that made Eric unclear, then slowly stood up, turned her back to him, and gestured with her body that it was time for him to leave.

"I ......" Although there were many questions to ask, seeing Muria's attitude at this time, Eric had no choice but to shut up and leave the royal court with the strength that had been directly weakened by a level.

Although his strength had weakened, Eric was not upset by this, because it was much better than he expected, and he found that he seemed to have some subtle connection with the king. In Eric's senses, he seemed to gain more than he had lost.

"You've made him your dependent?" As Eric left, a six-winged, holy being appeared beside Muria.

"Now he is not my dependent, it will not be counted until I have completely erased the consciousness of the Seven Calamities Demon God and perfectly integrated his power. ”