Chapter 465: "Mutiny"

[Anti-theft] "You know what to do, there is an old saying in Lao Tzu's hometown, called if you don't break it, you can't stand it, so you can use it as fertilizer for Lao Tzu!" ā€

Human potential is limitless, and that's true, and just when I was at a loss, Ragnaros reminded me that if I couldn't retrieve the lost soul fragments with my powers, and I couldn't fuse them together, why couldn't I harness the power of Ragnaros' primordial flames?

Steelmaking and steelmaking, where can there be refining without fire, isn't the primordial flame of Ragnaros the best fire? And I am the steel of the fire, and after a thousand tempers, I will be reborn from the fire. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Come on, come and burn me!"

Without any hesitation, I threw all the soul fragments I had retrieved into the primordial flames of Ragnaros.

The calcination of the body is already a very painful thing, but the calcination of the soul, and it is still the majority of my soul, not the smaller soul that can think and scold Ragnaros before, and in an instant, the sharp pain that penetrates into the soul is magnified a thousand times.

"Ah......h

Uncontrollably, I roared in pain, but no matter how painful it is, I will not let me back down, I must be reborn from the fire, and I will live and fly with the Queen.

The souls of the real world are calcined, and at the same time, the souls in the depths of the Sea of Death are also continuously sending a steady stream of super dead qi to the real world that is more pure than the super pure death qi.

As soon as these super dead qi came to the real world, they were instantly absorbed by me, and then consumed in the calcination of the primordial flames.

The pain continued, more painful than pulling out a fingernail, piercing through a thousand arrows, more painful than everything else, but as time went on, I felt that my soul in the real world was becoming more and more round and solid.

The strength of the soul slowly but continued to increase, and finally at some point, I felt that I could break through the rock-solid super dead air of the lower layers of the Sea of Death.

As a result, the soul instantly broke through the barrier of the world and came to the sea of death.

Rumble!

Slammed into the dead air of the lower layer of the Sea of Death, and with a loud bang, the previously unbreakable rock was finally shattered by me.

"Very good, the first soul fragment is recovered!"

The Sea of Death is vast, and of course I can't wander in it, so after retrieving the first soul fragment from the lower level, I did the same, and the soul returned to the real world, locking a place to enter the Sea of Death again.

The number of soul fragments in the lower layers of the Sea of Death was similarly large, but this almost violent way allowed me to collect them extremely quickly, and thousands of soul fragments were recovered in a second.

In less than ten seconds, all the soul fragments had returned to the real world.

"Help me smelt!"

At this moment, the soul incarnated into tens of millions again, but this time it was not a random collision without direction, but with the symmetry of the soul and the body, all the soul fragments found the bone meal that I turned into powder.

"You...... How the hell do you do it, and how can the soul use it like that? ā€

Ragnaros was completely stunned, it stands to reason that the soul is a single individual, which cannot be divided, and forcibly dividing it will only cause the soul to be damaged, and this damage is almost impossible to repair.

But I was able to reassemble and disassemble my soul again and again, and this incredible ability could not have surprised him.

To be honest, I was able to get this far, and Ragnaros owes most of it, and if it weren't for the calcination of his primordial flame, my soul would never have reached the level it is now.

The soul fragments control the fragments of the body gradually recondense into a human being, and, as the primordial flame is calcined, it becomes more and more solidified, and both the body and the soul become whole.

"Damn, I'm not going to let you get away with it......"

"It's late!" Before Ragnaros could finish speaking, I instantly pumped a massive amount of super death qi from the Sea of Death, completely enveloping his primordial flames, making it impossible for him to dissolve them.

"You...... You demon, you are more evil than the Titans, I curse you, I curse you to be ...... by the Titans"

Ragnaros yelled, only as time went on, his voice grew quieter and quieter, and finally at some point it completely dissipated.

And I, too, have finally been reborn in his primordial flame.

The body is back as before, how it was before the war, how it is now, there is no lack of anything, and there is no superfluity.

However, at this time, my body and soul have undergone earth-shaking changes, the most obvious is that the amount of dead energy that my body can hold has increased by 10 million times, the water tank is finally full, and I have been successfully promoted to ...... Seventh order.

That's right, it's the seventh order, not some hero.

You must know that the symbol of the hero and the strong is completely integrated with the energy, and I, the dead air is still the dead air, I am still me, except for the greater amount and purity, nothing has changed.

Therefore, I am now a seventh-order powerhouse.

"Rifeng, are you alive?" Bridget was incredulous, but then she burst into tears and laughed, "I knew you couldn't die, I knew ...... Whining! Laughing and laughing, Bridget began to cry again.

"Have you been promoted? I can feel the death surging in you, but something doesn't feel right. Sylvanas deliberately diverted the subject, lest she would cry or laugh for fear that she would not be able to suppress the excitement in her heart.

Onexia was led astray by Sylvanas, frowned, and said suspiciously: "What level are you now, why am you not a hero but I think you are better than a hero?" ā€

Nefarian shook his head, almost shaking Bridget off, and only after Onexia stomped hard did he say, "That, that's fine, it's okay, it's okay, haha, Azeroth has another strong man to fight against the Scourge undead, haha." ā€

Well, Nefarian is back in the position of Guardian of the Earth.

Valastaz was just as excited, but he just nodded vigorously at me, but didn't say anything.

Afterwards, all the dragons congratulated me on my rebirth and strength, but I didn't listen at all, staring at Sylvanas with a filthy picture in my head.

Finally, after everyone had finished speaking, I said to Sylvanas with some trembling, "What you said before counts!" "Trembling is not about being afraid, it's about being excited.

"Before? Did I say anything before? ā€

The imaginary shyness did not appear, but Sylvanas put on a very innocent and innocent appearance.

"That's what you said......" I said with a sigh of rage. (To be continued.) )