"Clever little one!" Ulysses smiled and praised as he heard Muria say his guess, and while extracting the information he wanted from this extremely high-level demonic power, he looked at Muria, whose body had gradually stabilized.

"You have cultivated the Soul Refining Clone Technique," Ulysses saw Muria's state and gave his own evaluation of this secret art, "This is a very potential secret art. ”

"Potential?" Muriyah gave a strange look, it was the first time he had heard the word "potential" described as the word "potential" in arcane arts.

"This is a secret technique that has not yet been finalized, and it has not been perfected, and it is not its limit to use the clone formed by the exclusive weapon to have thirty percent of the combat power of the body, and it still has great potential space to be tapped. Ulysses patiently introduced.

"Clones can also have stronger combat power. Muria's eyes sparkled when she heard this, imagine that if the clone formed by each weapon evolved had all of the deity, no, seventy percent of the combat power would be enough, even if it could only last for a short time, it would be able to defeat many enemies.

"But unfortunately, the Titan who created this secret art is no longer in the world of Erathia," Ulysses sighed softly, with an undisguised look of regret in his eyes, "It has been nearly ten thousand years since he went to the Void, and he has not returned. ”

"......" Muria lowered his head and was slightly silent, nearly 10,000 years, this is a very long time, and it is more than enough to accomplish anything, including the gods and advanced epics. After coming to the Void for nearly 10,000 years, he has not returned, indicating that there is a high probability that this Titan has been buried in the Void.

"This is a Titan I watched grow up, and like you, he's a genius. Ulysses looked at Muria, "You're doing a great job right now, keep it up." Remember, being epic isn't just about talent. ”

"I will remember your teachings. Muria bowed her head very respectfully and expressed her gratitude, which was a kind admonition, a reminder, a pointer.

"Little girl, do you understand?" After a few words of Muria, Ulysses smiled gently and looked at the golden dragon lady, this golden dragon has continued the bloodline for the Titan clan, and it can be regarded as his own person.

"There are still some who don't understand. Jin Longniang replied honestly, looking at the Lord of the Abyss with a hint of anticipation, that was the mage's desire for the unknown, and the motivation for the mage to become stronger.

"This is the ancient magic text, the years of birth are as old as the ancient gods, it is good to know the general legend, you can still understand part of it, it is not a lie to see Akmund praise you for having the qualifications of a dragon king. Ulysses, the Lord of the Abyss, heard the words of the Golden Dragon Lady, and his face showed appreciation.

"I'm still far from the Dragon King now, it's useless to think too far, one step at a time, and going down the road is the right way. "In front of the elders, Jin Longniang is extremely humble.

"Hmm!" Hearing Jin Longniang's words, Ulysses's eyes were even more appreciative, and then he stretched out his hand a little, and a beam of spiritual light fell into Jin Longniang's eyebrows, "Let's take a good look!"

"Step aside, little girl, and take good care of your son, so that he can see what I am going to do next. ”

"Crackling!" the sound of thunder flashed in Muria's ears, and in Muria's astonished eyes, the thunder that wrapped around the body of Ulysses, the Lord of the Abyss, all turned into chains, and the chains were imprinted with those ancient magic words extracted from that demonic power.

"Whoa!" Hundreds of solid gold and black chains surrounded Ulysses like dragons and snakes, making a crisp metal crash.

"Go!" Ulysses snorted, and hundreds of chains moved at the same time, stabbing into the space, directly penetrating, and then shooting directly into the abyss following the induction of those ancient magic texts......

On the Wanyuan Plain, which was filled with the smell of blood and sulfur, the space shook, and the inexplicable aura spread, making the countless creatures living in it a little uneasy, and then, countless winged demons saw hundreds of black and gold chains in the sky.

After seeing these chains and sensing the aura above more clearly, those middle and low-level demons all knelt down and prostrate, offering their respect to the Maharaja.

"Titan!" And somewhere in the Abyss Plains, a five-headed dragon surrounded by many ancient dragons with ten vertical pupils looked at the chains in the sky, and after a little hesitation, she pressed the idea of making trouble, which would not do her any good except bring her the hostility of the Titans.

In the sixth layer of the abyss, in the realm of ten thousand eyes, a bloated existence with full eyes and a bloated body watched those chains pass through his kingdom with a brutal and domineering attitude, and after watching silently for a while, this existence worshiped by countless eye demons silently closed all his eyes, and simply came out of sight.

...... Frozen Wasteland...... Abyss of the Devil's Web...... Smagard...... The chains of Ulysses, the Lord of the Abyss, passed through layer after layer of abyss, no matter which layer it was, there was no meaning of the slightest restraint, and it was majestic and immense, passing through the air, completely ignoring those demon lords and evil gods.

And they were indeed worthy of Ulysses' contempt for them, crossing the eighty-seven layers of the abyss, and none of the abyss lords or evil gods stopped them, they all endured silently, or waited for something to happen.

Eventually, these hundreds of chains were stopped on the eighty-eighth floor, to be exact, the target of these chains was originally on this layer, that is, the lord who came to lock this layer.

"Ulysses, this is my place, and it's not my turn to be arrogant. "In the midst of the foul-smelling waters, the distorted Demon Lord stepped on his city, revealing his true body far larger than his projection in Erathia, two tentacles, serpentine arms pumping into the chains in the sky.

"Really?" a disdainful questioning voice sounded, and in Demogorgen's frenzied eyes, the chains shattered by it re-coalesced and wound around it again.

"I'm the master of the saltwater swamp, and here I'm invincible. Demogorgen roared, and then attacked the chains again, but it seemed pointless, and the chains would continue to wrap around them after they were broken.

Finally, in Demogorgan's somewhat humiliating roar, it was bound by hundreds of chains, and then dragged little by little towards where the chains had come from, as if trying to take it out of the abyss.

"Ulysses, don't you want to hit my attention. Demogorgen roared, struggling with the blessing of the saltwater swamp, breaking the chains of thunder.

This time the chains did not reunite, but they made the other chains that were not broken thicker, making Demogorgen's struggle more and more powerless......