Medivan, a name that is thunderous in the wizarding world, the most powerful magician of mankind today, a demigod who can travel in the starry sky! Alonso was inexplicably surprised, his heart was beating like a drum, and he didn't expect that it was him who summoned him!

Medivin smiled slightly, stretched out his hand as thin as a chicken claw to Alonso, who was stunned, and said softly, "Show me your staff." ”

Alonso came back to his senses in shock, and after a little hesitation, he handed the strange staff to Medivan, and told him with some uneasiness: "This is a treasure from the true gods, please don't ...... it"

"I'm just taking it to see that your true God doesn't appeal to me." Medivan said with a smile, took the staff, and took it in front of him to examine it carefully.

The staff had nothing unusual on the outside, except for the top, where the magic buff gems were usually inlaid, but there was a fist-sized openwork bone sculpture that made a strange sound when swung with it.

"This is a gift from my gods, and it is not to be touched......," Alonso said weakly, looking a little panicked.

Medivan glanced at him, smiled slightly, retracted the hand that was about to touch the bone carving, and returned the staff. "In my opinion, your god is not powerful, and this thing is just interesting."

Looking at Alonso, who was relieved, Medivan dusted his hands, his expression began to become solemn, and he cleared his throat and said: "You are indeed a lucky one, and now, another more powerful god has also taken a fancy to you, he will give you strength, are you willing to serve him?" ”

Hearing this, Alonso's eyes suddenly widened, and his breath began to be disordered, without any hesitation.

"I do!"

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"You have to take me with you if you want it or not." Vandal = Deer Helmet still had that indifferent and arrogant attitude, and said lightly: "You can't get rid of me, and you can't beat me, so you don't have a choice." ”

Hearing this, Lelar's brows furrowed, his face became a little ugly, and he said gloomily, "It really doesn't matter if I want it or not, but are you sure he won't be angry?" ”

"I'm sure." Vandal was completely unmoved. "If he still has mortal emotions such as anger, then he is not a true God."

Lylar stopped talking, snorted coldly, and landed in human form, Vandal following closely.

It was a glade, not far from the Endless Sea, and the sound of the waves could be faintly heard. In the center of the clearing, there is a white stone platform, about three meters square, which glows with a cold light under the moon. Lelar walked to the edge of the stone platform, looked around, and then turned and sat down on the edge of the stone platform.

"Why don't you start yet?" Vandal asked, standing across from him.

"Wait for someone." After Lyral finished speaking, he stopped talking and waited quietly.

About 300 meters away from the two, at the edge of the forest, on a big tree, there was a pair of black eyes watching the two at this time, and he was Cheng Xiaotian who had followed all the way.

Time passed minute by minute, and two hours later, the blue moon gradually sank to the west, and just when Cheng Xiaotian was a little impatient, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the north. Lelar, who had been sitting still, finally raised his head and looked at Vandal with him.

A young horse rushed out of the forest and into the clearing, and immediately sat a tall knight, dressed in stars and moons, with a man on his shoulder. Cheng Xiaotian, the two people who came, recognized that the knight was King Jean-Greemerne of Gilne, and the person he was carrying on his shoulder was Prince Liam, who was injured under his flying sword.

"You're late!" Lelar said in a displeased tone.

King Jean paid no attention to Lelar, dismounted with his son on his shoulder, and carried him up to the white stone platform, placing the motionless Prince Liam on his back on the ground. In the moonlight, the young and handsome prince's eyes were closed, his face was pale, his thin lips were bloodless, and his head was tilted weakly to one side as soon as he was placed.

Vandal watched as Jean finished doing this, and said coldly, "He's dead." ”

Lyral was startled when he heard this, and walked up to King Jean to observe, and his face instantly became solemn.

King Jean did not look at the two of them at all, and after laying his son away, he knelt down on his knees at the edge of the stone platform, drew a foot-long sickle from behind him, and placed it beside Liam's head.

"Summoning my god at once." King Jean knelt straight on the ground, stared at Liam's corpse, and said stupidly.

A hint of sadness flashed across Lyral's face, but he didn't say anything more, pulling out a fist-sized green seed from his bosom and placing it lightly on the scythe. As soon as the seed touched the blade of the sickle, a cloud of green smoke evaporated, and the seed instantly dissipated, revealing the fangs wrapped inside.

Quack!

There was a metallic twisting sound, and the fangs melted into the scythe, and the blade turned into a crescent.

A faint blue cold light fell from the void and shone on the scythe, and the light waves on the blade flowed, and the whole body turned blue, and then there was a burst of ethereal

A male voice came out of the pillar of light.

"You, why did you summon me?"

Hearing this voice, Cheng Xiaotian's face suddenly tightened, he didn't expect that they could really communicate with a certain supernatural person! Fortunately, it should only be the "divine consciousness" that comes, and if the main body comes, he will definitely be discovered. However, for the sake of safety, Cheng Xiaotian hurriedly took out the "Blind Eye" and pasted it on the door of his head, and his figure disappeared immediately.

In the distance, on the white stone platform, King Jean looked at the pillar of light close at hand, and said in a miserable voice: "My God, I obey your will, serve you, and do my best, but in the process of carrying out your decree, my only son, ...... died."

At this point, Jean-Grimeen fell to the ground and cried, "Please be merciful to my son and raise him up." ”

"Hmm." The voice hesitated, and the pillar of light spread, enveloping the entire white stone platform.

Lylar stepped back and descended from the stone platform, avoiding the blue pillar of light.

After a while, the voice sounded again, and said suspiciously: "Strange, he seems to have been killed by a very high level of energy, and resurrecting him may consume at least one thousandth of my divine power, so, your begging has been denied." ”

Hearing this, Jean Huoran stood up, stared at the pillar of light with a distorted face, gritted his teeth and said: "My god, only one thousandth of the divine power, will soon recover, and if you resurrect my son, I will swear allegiance, even if I am crushed to the bones!" ”

As a king, Jean's posture has been humble to the dust, but it is useless at all, as soon as he finished speaking, the soft male voice came from the pillar of light, "Your oath is not worth my waste of divine power, unless you can give something more valuable, otherwise, your prayer will still not be fulfilled." ”

When King Jean heard this, his face turned pale in an instant, his body shook, and he fell back from the stone platform and sat down on the ground.

At this moment, the indifferent voice of Vandal Deer Helmet came from behind him, "Mr. Lan, I have here the last seed of the Tree of Life, in exchange for resurrecting my son, how about it?" ”

Vandal neither worshipped nor used respectful words, but the voice in the blue pillar of light was not displeased in the slightest, and still said very calmly: "Lady Bai's disciple? Are you really willing to trade Lady White's divine power in exchange? If that's the case, I'll give you a Wastann in perfect condition. ”

"Why?!" King Jean on the edge of the stone platform shouted, "I have given so much for you, but I can't compare to a seed?!" ”

The voice in the blue light paused, sighed and said, "Haven't you noticed it yet?" Ms. Bai's curse has run away, and the only way to summon it back is to use her own divine power. ”

Hearing this, Lylar was startled, and quickly rushed to the edge of the stone platform to stare at the sickle and inspect it.

Vandal didn't care about any of this, he nodded at the blue light, tore open his chest, put his right hand against his chest, gritted his teeth, and forced his palm into his chest. (To be continued.) )