"Hey, what an accident......"

On the Styx stone boat, the ribbon of light flying from Alisanne's body stopped in mid-air, and in the distance, a fluttering figure had a bright moon above his head, reflecting most of the door of the dead.

"Even though I know too little about being a new god, I can guess where Finney's primordial priesthood came from by looking at the moon. ”

Alishan muttered, "It's a pity that she's only a legend, and there's no way to find the complete truth in the Primordial Priesthood." ”

Otto, Mins, and many Styx Heroes applauded enthusiastically, and Finney's growth made them feel sincerely happy.

The approaching bands of light, Alishan's whispers, and even the applause of the Styx Heroes reached Finney's ears. The perception that was several times sharper than before did not distract her mind, and she was rejoicing in her greater change.

"I've grown taller——!"

"I've got breasts, haha——!"

"It's really a crystal slipper! Crystal heels, alas! I can step on his face!"

The silver-haired girl floating in the air didn't care about the suture king who was in slow motion, and slapped herself from top to bottom.

This is a different Finnie, the original one-meter-three has reached nearly one-meter-six, and her figure still looks very slender, just a little better than Tina in the form of a blood elf, but it finally has a little ups and downs, which can be said to be concave and convex.

The round face was pulled into a goose egg face, still full of baby fat, and the eyes were still big and watery, matched with the smug smile, it looked so delicate, just in line with her real age of almost fifteen.

The silver hair fluttered in the air, and the white dress swayed in the wind, like an extension of the crescent moon above the canopy.

After doing a few chest expansion exercises, then a left and right kick, raising her foot and carefully examining the crystal heels, she stepped twice as if she was doing practice, and Finney looked up at the moon on the canopy.

"How did this come about, it's so strange......"

She quickly put the matter aside: "Forget it, let's study it later." ”

With a pull of both hands, pulling a beam of moonlight and condensing into a spear, Fini shouted to the Stitch King, who was shrinking out of the realm, "Where the monster runs! I, Fini-Dolomis, will punish you on behalf of the moon!"

She threw her hand, and the spear shot like lightning into the body of the Stitched King, who had turned most of his body gray, causing the giant flesh monster to let out a howl that shook the heavens and the earth.

"You...... It turned out to be ...... Ms. Yue......"

"No...... You can't be her, but you're hers...... Saint. ”

After dragging the elder scream, the Suture King said this in an extremely slow tone, making Fini frown: "I do seem to be related to Ms. Yue, but I am Sister Xiaohong's holy daughter, not her holy daughter!"

"yes, that's incredible," said the Stitch King, who broke free from Finney's realm with a portion of his body, making it speak more fluently: "Lady Moon left this world very early, and all traces of her existence were erased by Lady Night, and only a few connections could not be removed because they were scattered in all the time axes, and I happened to have access to some of them......"

The part of the body that escaped from the realm stretched out some arms and plunged into the underworld, pulling the body that was still frozen in the realm, and the king of stitches said, "Put away your realm, and perhaps I will tell you everything I know with a good heart." ”

"You want to be beautiful!"

Finney's wings stretched, the moonlight brightened a little more, the field expanded, and covered the entire body of the Stitch King: "The role of the villain is either to send experience or explain the plot, and this purpose must be achieved in the power of the foreshadowing protagonist!"

"If the protagonist listens to the villain, and then the villain takes the initiative to explain, there is no conflict at all!

"So ......"

Fei Ni condensed a moonlight spear again: "You give me an honest explanation! Or I'll stab you to death! Don't think I'm a little girl and I'm soft-hearted, I'll really use this to poke out of your mouth and out of the chrysanthemum!"

"Wait, your mouth and chrysanthemums are too much, I'll make a mark first......"

"Don't be rampant!"

The Stitch King was furious: "Even if you have a relationship with Lady Yue, you have only just reached the legend now, how could I be afraid of you!?If it weren't for the Grim Reaper who had taken away my strength, and your strength happened to have a little bit of power to restrain death, you would have become a patch on my body long ago!"

It exclaimed, "Look at Lady Moon's face, now you can leave!

Finney became even more arrogant: "Leave......? No, experience hand it over, rotten meat!"

"I can't take it anymore, it's your ——!"

The Stitch King's roar sent a shockwave through a shockwave that re-elevated many of the surviving dead.

The roar continued, the underworld churned like a boiling pot, and the body of the Stitch King suddenly expanded, and the original body twisted and transformed, condensing into a finger, along the fingers, the back of the hand, and the palm appeared, and then more fingers.

In the blink of an eye, a huge palm hundreds of meters wide had taken shape, and the arm hundreds of meters thick was still continuously extracting the power of death from the underworld to condense.

This is the demigod power of the Stitch King, and of course, in Phine's eyes, this is nothing more than a larger piece of meat......

"Although quantitative change produces qualitative change, there is also a certain boundary that must be broken, just like the boundary between macro and micro", Finney said disdainfully: "Before you can't be big enough to make me small like a molecule, how big it is still meat!"

The moonlight fell, covering the entire palm, and the spear fell again, leaving a gray trail on the palm.

Spear after spear fell, only to pull out palm-like cracks, and the Stitch King had condensed his elbows, and his shoulders like mountain peaks were pulling out of the Styx, shaking even the River Styx in the distance began to churn.

"Where's the ultimate? There should be an ultimate, ha——!"

Finney's eyes flickered, and she said happily: "It's this, I like it!"

She waved her hand again, and the spear condensed again, but this time it was no longer in her hand, but floated in the air, not just one, but densely covered the canopy like rain.

Beneath her domain, in an area with a radius of several hundred meters, cold white ice spears shot down like moonlight. One of the arms condensed by the Suture King was bathed in this rain of ice spears, and ordinary people were shot by a piece of ice needle.

The flesh from the overlook froze, cracked, and fell off, revealing a huge skeleton pieced together by countless broken bones, and the suture king's arm soon scattered into pieces of ice slag.

It let out a scream like a rain of ice spears, churning the earth, and gray and black smoke erupted from the ground, condensing into a huge palm in mid-air, and slammed at Finney.

This was the desperate attack of the Stitch King, and the condensed palm was just like the black gas it had in its mouth before, not only was it no longer fragile, but it also withstood the freezing effect in the field.

One by one, the ice spears were smashed open by the palm, and seeing that the black hand was about to grab the moon angel-like Finney, the silver-haired girl snorted coldly, and the ice spears gathered one by one, instantly spelling into an ice pick, and with the girl's waving arms, she stabbed the black hand fiercely.

Burst...... Disheveled......

Two muffled sounds arose one after another, and a large black mist exploded in mid-air, and a small body fell, bounced on the ground a few times like a leather ball, and fled in a circle in panic like a frightened mouse.

This is a human body with backward limbs, waist and neck stretched very long, if Li Qi is here, he can immediately recognize this is the form of the suture king attending the meeting.

This strange human body moved extremely quickly, and soon escaped from the range of the Gate of the Dead and into the vast realm of death, when another wave of ice spears swished away.

Seeing that Finney was about to harvest the experience package, a tall figure pulled up from the underworld and stood in front of the wave of ice spears. The ice spears exploded one by one, scattering into dots of white light.

It was a tall blonde man, the corners of his mouth were slanted with a bit of cynicism, he looked at the crescent moon on the canopy, and Finnie under the crescent moon, and took a cool breath: "Lady Moon!?"

Then he shook his head again: "No, it can't be Ms. Yue, it's just her holy daughter." ”

The blonde man raised his hand, and a black cloud appeared, obscuring the crescent moon. Fini is like a deflated doll, or a small burial in a state of transition, poofing from a girl's form to a loli form.

"My crystal heels!"

"My boobs!"

Finney screamed, not noticing that several streaks of black gas were attacking like snakes.

..................

At the same time that Finney shouted "I have breasts", Qili also clearly sensed the change.

It's like a bottleneck has been broken through, and the world has opened up a wider and more curious part.

This feeling......

Qili instantly recalled the situation when Finney broke through the hero level and upgraded herself, yes, that's how it felt!

Finney should now be in the realm of the dead, accompanied by Alishan to experience the differences in the laws of the different planes, looking for an opportunity to break through. It seems that she must have broken through to the legend, which is really magical.

It's not just magical, it's a life-saver!

didn't have time to think about it, Qi Li hurriedly scanned the soul, disappointed that she didn't see any extra big moves, and there was no field.

That's right, it's not that Finney can level up if she upgrades, the legend has to rely on herself!

Although there is no change, Fini's promotion still pushes a wave of power into Qili's soul, making her full of blood and blue to resurrect.

So let's use a big move to force this guy back first......

Relly gathers her strength and prepares to cast the Final Judgment Decree once again.

Immersed, from the power of Romerrose that was pressing heavily on her body and mind, there were suddenly some abnormal fluctuations.

The fluctuations were faint and only faintly noticeable when she was at her best, like a discordant sound from Romrose's soul, pulling at the strange power he possessed.

Qi Li suddenly felt that before the trial, she had to do a more detailed analysis, to dissect the soul of the criminal, and to determine the criminal's crime.

Maybe she hadn't used the law right before the final judgment.

She withdrew her resistance to Romulus, allowing the terrifying power of his blow to fall on her.

The world seemed to collapse in an instant, but because the mind was traced up by this force, and in a very brief moment it penetrated into Romrose's mind, and the world was instantly reorganized.

Kiri propped herself up in the deep pit, the blood on her face blurred her vision, half of her chest collapsed, she broke her leg, and even the handle of Tyr fell to the other side of the pit.

She was unusually calm, unsure of the nature of Romulus's power, but she knew how to defeat him.

The blow left her with almost no blood, but the confident confidence squeezed a force out of her soul, allowing her to stand up on one leg.

Rely on divine power to shape and cover the spring light exposed by the broken clothes, and then breathe deeply, enduring the severe pain to push the broken ribs back into place. After tidying up her appearance, she looked up at Romulus standing on the edge of the pit, the glint in this guy's eyes was completely inhuman.

"Romrose, are you guilty?"

Qili stretched out her hand, and Tyr's handle jumped back into her hand, and the lightsaber spewed out pale gold again, but this time it wasn't dense.

Her words are light but powerful: "Crimson justice can be used to judge the enemies of the people, but it can also be used to judge the souls of individuals. If soul freedom is the criterion, you are heading for the abyss of sin. ”

Romrose said indifferently: "Without power, how can we talk about freedom? Power is the standard for judging everything!"

His tone became pitiful: "Don't you give in yet, then let the power be the final proof!"

The realm covered Qili, and the flail and shield once again pulled the huge force, bombarding her body and mind,

"The Decree of the Law—Final Judgment ——!"

Completely ignoring this power, Kiri spread out the pale gold sword and attached it to the power of Romroth, seeping into Romroth's mind as the power returned.

There was another pit in the pit, and Qili lay down at the bottom of the pit again, but this time she smiled.

Romrose shuddered and took a step back, he felt himself change a little, though faintly, but ...... That seems like a very bad change.

The eternal tranquility and the power of the Iron Curtain rushed even more violently in his soul, causing him to develop a strong hatred for the elven beauty lying at the bottom of the pit.

Under the power, there are only two results: submission and obliteration. Since the other party does not give in, there is only one choice.

"Rollo, oh my God, it's not you, what's wrong with you?"

The familiar voice rang in his ears, and his body and mind trembled.

Thevins!?

Turning his head, he saw a vague figure floating beside him, and he could vaguely tell that it was Evens.

Not Evens, not really Evens. But the question just now was so real that it made his heart sway, and the power weakened a little.

Is this an illusion? It must be an illusion that confuses the will!

Romanrose tried to strengthen his heart, and another voice rang out.

"Young Master, is my existence meaningless to you, am I also the one who must submit to your power?"

His old butler!

After escaping from Erxiang, the old housekeeper was not in good health, so he asked the old housekeeper to take refuge in the countryside. Now I feel so lonely, because of the lack of this relative who has been nagging around since he was a child, but he does not forget to supervise him to remember his blood inheritance.

Close relatives......

Thinking like this, the power of the surge in his heart weakened a little.

Another voice, it was Sunny Ny!

"Ah, Rollo, what is the result of your pursuit, and where will the power you use now take you?"

Outcome...... Until you get the supreme power, it makes no sense to talk about the result!

Romulos thought, but the question, and the memory of spending time with Sonny, took away a little more strength.

"Rolls-Royce......"

The next voice that frightened him was Gilvanni, the friend who brought him the newspaper every day. Because he wanted to protect him, he sent him to prison, but unexpectedly sentenced him to death.

Gilvani said in a mocking tone, "I died under your will and strength, really, but that wasn't your intention, ironic, right?"

This is not what Gilvani would say, it is his own thoughts, thoughts that have always haunted his heart, even if it is difficult for Thevins to understand, and naturally difficult to comfort!

Romrose suddenly understood that these voices were the words of his heart, the words of his heart that he had been telling himself all the time.

One voice after another separated from his heart, there were comrades-in-arms who followed him at the beginning but died early, citizens who were reluctant to leave and pulled him to shout to save their homes, and prisoners of war who were unwilling to carefully screen because he was in a hurry, hurriedly beheaded, and cried out for injustice before death.

Romrose discovered that none of these voices had anything to do with the power he had.

Either relatives and friends, which are not governed by the relationship of strength and submission, or warriors who died for him, who followed their ideals, were subdued by their own charms, or attracted by the benefits they could bring, and did not succumb to his power. Of course, the dead enemy naturally has no chance of succumbing.

Every voice took away a trace of his strength, making him feel a little weaker.

"Be judged, Romulus!"

Kiri stood up again, and in her field of vision, she saw figures detached from Romulus's mind, each of which brought her a glimmer of strength and sent her to the seat of the Inquisitor.

"Do you think that this is the power of oppressing other wills to submit to you? Do you think that the power gathered in this way is invincible? Can such power reach the other side of your ideal?"

Every question from Qi Li was like a hammer hitting Romerrose's heart, making him involuntarily stiffened.

He said blankly: "Could it be...... Isn't that so?"

"A will?"

Qi Li sneered: "No matter how strong a will is, it is less than two." Perhaps the other wills are humble and weak, but with only one more will, the nature of the world will change, and the possibilities of the world will be doubled. What is the possibility of a world with only one will?"

"How powerful can such a lonely will be? Doesn't it guide the will to accelerate toward self-destruction? Isn't it a quantum that has lost its meaning in Brownian motion and has lost its meaning of existence? An extra will, of course, will have repulsive force, but it forms a stable structure, and the endless world begins. ”

She sighed again: "Moreover, you are just a mortal, Romrose, can you really use violence to make other people's wills merge with you? Look at your heart, as a mortal heart, how many beings in your heart are not in line with this path?"

"You have to get rid of them, like the impurities that must be removed from forging steel, in order to carry that kind of power, can you really afford that?"

"Power...... The cost ......"

Romerrose's gaze gradually cleared, inhuman and clear: "If you want to gain power, you must pay a price, this is the eternal truth." ”

He rekindled his fighting spirit: "Even if I am distracted by these powers, I am still strong, I don't know what illusion you are using, but as long as I defeat you! As long as my will is served, I will have whatever I want!"

The flail was restored, the shield was raised, and Romrose ignored the whispering beings around him, and a richer iron gray light overflowed from his body, supporting his figure to grow larger again.

"Accept the judgment of all who care about you, those who have fellowship with your fate, and those who have touched your will!"

In Kiri's vision, those figures were like jurors, judging Romulrose with her. The power of their figures overlapped on her, making her feel incomparably stronger.

Almost at the same time, Romross and Kiri raised their bodies at the same time, one like the Iron Giant and the other like the Golden Colossus.

The light runes that were originally swimming around Qili seemed to have raised an energy level, extending out, seeping into the haze realm brought up by Romulus, refreshing rapidly, bringing up an invisible vortex, dispelling the haze little by little.

This is the field!

Strange cheered secretly, but most of her mind still overlapped with the figures surrounding Romrose, peeling away layer by layer the strange power that wrapped Romrose's soul.

"Romrose, you...... Guilty!"

The lightsaber in her hand soared into the sky, turning into a pillar of pale golden light that enveloped Romrose.

Romrose froze for a moment, then smoked as he cried out in pain and shrunk rapidly.