"Let my head go, or ......"

The head of the demon god had to say something, but as soon as the huge waves formed by the soul water rolled up, they completely disappeared in front of Morey's eyes.

Listening to the faint curse coming from under his feet, Morey sneered disdainfully:

"If this Betch world can let a devil lord enter, then I might as well commit suicide directly!"

Then Morey felt a wave of dizziness, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back in the ring, and in front of him lay a skeletal and resentful Doro.

The [Soul Burning Demon Fire] cast by the Demon God before consumed more than just the Demon God Clone's Demon Mind Origin, how could Doro, as the host, not be implicated and not suffer any losses?

Not to mention the fact that he has dropped a level to become a level 5 demon warlock's professional level, the loss of spell bits caused by the incomplete soul alone is enough for this young master of Doro to eat a pot.

"Morey. Faist, win! ”

There were bursts of cheers from the scene, although they didn't know that Doro, who had transformed into a demon god, had just pinched Morey, looking like he was holding the victory, but in the next second, he screamed and retreated to his original form and collapsed on the ground, which did not prevent them from cheering for Morey.

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Morey didn't have time to enjoy everyone's cheers at the moment, because his eyes were once again swept by the blood moon.

"Warning! There is an invasion of xenogeneous energy! ”

"Warning! There is an invasion of xenogeneous energy! ”

“......”

"The Demon God Clone deals 30 soul damage to you."

"This soul damage cannot be reduced."

"The Demon God Clone deals 30 soul damage to you."

"This soul damage cannot be reduced."

“......”

"Warning! Less than 5% HP! ”

"The host is in a near-death state!"

"The Demon God Clone deals 30 soul damage to you."

"This soul damage cannot be reduced."

"Host Death ......"

"Unknown error!"

"Host's health is restored to 100%."

"[Titan] deals 12 damage to the target."

"[Thunder] deals 10 damage to the target."

“......”

"[Titan] deals a severed limb effect on the target."

“......”

"[Steel Dance] has been successful!"

"[Titan] deals 30 damage (critical damage) to the target."

"[Thunder] deals 35 damage (decapitation damage) to the target."

“......”

"You killed the Demon God clone."

"Absorb the target's soul energy, and the soul energy will increase by 5,000 points."

“......”

"Divinity +1."

“......”

"You've gained the Soul Reaper specialty."

"Absorb it or not!"

"Yes!"

Name: Soul Reaper

Type: Specialty

Description: You have more delicate control over your souls, and your efficiency at harvesting souls has increased dramatically, increasing your soul energy by an additional 10%. This specialty is a prerequisite for some skills.

Seeing this, Morey finally breathed a sigh of relief, this [Soul Reaper] is more reliable than Green's "Life Reaper" profession, a special specialty that increases experience points, not to mention that there is still 1 point of divinity in the account.

Now that Morey's True Eye Church has been initially established, the divine power is no longer worried, but the divinity value that has been promoted to the official god as a divine creature is very lacking.

Not to mention the benefits of divine beings, the importance of advancing to a formal deity is not far behind.

But apart from some money when he killed the orc ancestral spirit, Morey never saw divinity again.

Today, if it weren't for the arrogance of this demon god clone who wanted to directly enter Morey's soul sea to control Morey, he wouldn't have been able to retain this precious divinity at all.

......

Abyss.

Feeling that he had completely lost contact with his doppelganger, there was no shame on the face of the demon god, and his huge body as petrified did not move at all, but from a pair of scarlet eyes, he could see that he had a trace of buried deep tension.

It wasn't until a long time later that the abyssal master let out a breath.

"Finally, it's finally fooled!"

......

Ever since Morey's victory over Doro, the audience seemed to be more interested in him.

The strength of Doro, who has transformed into a demon god, is close to the peak of the high-level, and Morey can defeat such a strong enemy, which naturally impresses many people.

Not all the nobles of the Holy Lance Kingdom have the same sensitive news as the nobles of the royal capital who are close to the water, and they have even seen Morey's true strength for the first time, and their expressions are even more flickering after learning the identity of Morey's commander-in-chief of the Far East Army.

Personal strength and power are not bad, although he was born in the bitter cold land of the Far East, this is not a problem, the key is that this dark horse killed at the coming-of-age ceremony does not seem to have a marriage match.

Now many counts look at Morey with the same look of appreciation as they look at their son-in-law-to-be.

No, Morey had just defeated an opponent, but he turned around and stepped down to get a gold-painted post.

This is already the fourth part of today, and the name is naturally bigger than the other.

By the time Morey finished today, his tally of victories had risen to 10.

In the process, Morey naturally encountered many challenges from Tiffany's admirers, but without exception, they all lost, let alone defeated Morey to win the hearts of beauties, and even had no chance to win a little sadness in a full round.

Morey didn't want to expose too much, so he used [Weakness to See Through] to cooperate with himself to far exceed the number of spells of ordinary mages, and drowned the opponent with just one shot.

In this way, of course, the pressure on the people fighting against him has doubled, and the more they can't get their hands and feet, so that Morey can win more easily, but on the other hand, Morey's strength to crush the young talents of the kingdom has also made his prospective father-in-law increase the weight layer by layer.

By the time the competition was over, Morey had won all 10 rounds and finished 82nd in the overall rankings and successfully advanced to the top 100.

......

The coming-of-age ceremony of the royal capital has entered the third day, and through the two-day competition, more than 300 players have been eliminated.

These are not some guys, but real rising stars of various families, both in terms of personal strength and knowledge, they are the best among their peers.

Therefore, it is even more obvious how excellent the 100 young people who have been promoted are.

According to the list of 100 people, there is a list of potential.

Needless to say, the first place is naturally our Royal Highness Bert, and the rankings of the rest of the people are very different from the rankings of these 100 people, but the ranking of one person is greatly advanced, entering the top 20.

Yes, that's right, he is our commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Army, the lord of Red Leaf City, Morey. Faist.

Reaching the top 100 with a baron not only confirms that Bert. Gladstone's discernment surprised everyone with Morey's potential.

Morey's name for scrap wood was once famous throughout the country, and everyone was even more shocked when they saw Morey's promotion to mage.

If it weren't for the fact that this file came from the intelligence department of the royal capital, they would even think that their subordinates had made such a fake file for him, and he would have gone from a newly promoted mage to a level 8 mid-level mage in half a year, and even awakened the maternal dragon bloodline in his body to become a dragon vein mage, if it weren't for the rich divine power blessing of the goddess Waujin on Morey's body, they would have thought that there was another elector of the goddess of magic in this world.

"Bart."

An old man with a serious face took the freshly baked potential list, showed a thoughtful look, and then shouted to his servant.

"Sir!"

In the box that was originally empty, a respectful figure suddenly appeared, it was Bart in the mouth of Count Ebeni.

"You said last time that those southern guys were a little unusual, right?"

"Yes, sir!"

"They seem to have found a secret Assassin organization, saying that they were going to the Far East to assassinate an old enemy."

And so it was!

Ebini burst out laughing and commanded:

"Keep an eye on those people's every move and report it to me at any time!"