"Enchanted...... Hey, hehe, hahaha! ”

Xiao Ming Wang laughed arrogantly, golden light began to ooze from under his skin, and his originally handsome face also turned into an inhuman appearance, and the whole person seemed to be a golden glow in the shape of a human.

"Don't talk to me with the rhetoric of your Ming King Esoteric Sect, in the past twenty-eight years, my ears will hear calluses."

Brababa was stunned for a moment, twenty-eight years...... It's the age of King Xiaoming!

He thought of some bad possibilities, but his lips trembled and he said to King Xiao Ming: "You are the dream heir of the Buddha Lord King Ming, the master of the Esoteric Sect of eternal reincarnation, and the most ...... in the world."

"Huh...... Bah! ”

King Xiao Ming appeared in front of Brababa and kicked him away.

"Do you know, what I hate the most is the title of King Xiao Ming!"

"Lao Tzu's name is Timir, and he is the Holy Spirit born in the radiance of divinity, so what qualifications does the bullshit Buddha have to be my father?"

"......"

Brababa wanted to say something, but was ...... by King Xiao Ming No, Timir interrupted, and came back again.

"After all, it was you who broke into my house and called me King Xiao Ming when I was just born and had not yet learned the language of this world!"

"The so-called reincarnation does not exist at all, at least not in this world, because it is an ability that only the gods under the command of the Lord of the Dead Void and the Netherworld have, and it is an opportunity that belongs to the lucky few!"

"The little king in the classics is a fairy tale that fools you stupid hats, and you really believe it!"

"And you even confessed the weakness of your ability to prove your loyalty, which is even more stupid to the extreme."

Brababa's ability, on average, is only one minute per day, and the time of 'invincibility' is only one minute, which seems to be a bit chicken.

But if he doesn't use the cataclysmic trait for a year, and accumulates it in one day, it lasts for up to 365 minutes, which can make him really 'invincible' in this day, and unless the cataclysm strikes, no one can defeat him when he transforms.

But more than 20 years ago, he was shocked by the innate intelligence of King Xiao Ming and his understanding of King Ming's esoteric teachings.

Thinking that this is the true heir of the gods, the chosen one who is only recorded in the classics, Brababa told King Xiao Ming about the weakness of his abilities in his fanatical belief to show his loyalty.

When transforming, there will be a point on his body that is constantly moving, which can only be observed with special methods, as long as you attack that point with extremely powerful force, you can undo Brababa's transformation.

It seems that such a thing as blowing up one's weakness is extremely mentally retarded, but for a person like Brababa, who uses religious texts as a worldview, it is just a routine operation.

Just like the Federation until now, there are still people who are paranoid about the fact that the earth is flat and that the world is surrounded by endless ice fields based on the canons of the Creation Church.

To let this kind of person see the existence of the extremely suspicious 'Holy Son', they will do anything.

After listening to Timir's words, Brababa sat on the ground with a blank expression, his original golden Buddha-like appearance gradually faded, and his worldview collapsed.

Timir no longer looked at Brababa, but at the plague, with a hint of jealousy, even hatred, in his eyes!

He is a creature born in the light of the archangel, and he has the same chance of becoming a god as the plague.

But his godhood consciousness failed, and Yogmar, the celestial god subordinate to the Lord of the Underworld, passed by and gave him a choice at the last second when his consciousness dissipated, and that was to make Timir his subordinate.

To the gods of the Celestial Realm, Timir was just an ant-like being.

Yogmar wanted him as a subordinate, just to disgust the archangel, and maybe even Timir's godhood ceremony was destroyed by Yogmar.

Timir understood all of this, but he accepted it anyway, and was reborn around the Esoteric religion of the Ming King, and was born with visions.

He originally resisted being the king of Xiao Ming, but when he was a child, he didn't have the strength to resist, and when he grew up, he found that he could become a god with the help of King Ming's belief in Esoteric Buddhism, so he really became King Xiao Ming.

But when Plague chose the Greenridge Plateau as the location of his godhood, Timir received an order from Yogmar to help Plague become a god at all costs!

Therefore, Timir can only give up the possibility of becoming a god, and at this time turn against the water and help clear the obstacles to the promotion of the plague.

This act hurt Timir immensely, but from the moment he chose to betray the archangel to survive, he did not have the full strength to refuse.

Because Yogoma believes that the value of making the plague a god is higher than the value of making Yogoma a god.

Zhao Yong, the master of the dry fight, took off his glasses, pointed at Timir and said to Sun Shanxing: "This guy will be handed over to me, you concentrate on dealing with that cripple, and you don't die until I solve this guy." ”

Sun Shanxing nodded, he knew Zhao Yong's strength, so he was very confident in him.

Zhao Yong walked up to Timir and crushed his glasses with his hand, his body swelled and shattered his shirt, and his eyes burned with anger.

"Heh, solve me, do you have the qualifications?"

Losing the shackles of King Xiao Ming's identity, Timir was much more presumptuous, he was born because of an angel, and naturally he also has the arrogance of an angel.

And the gesture just now solved the two true orders, which also made Timir swell.

He stretched out his finger to Zhao Yong and released a golden light, but the golden light was scattered by Zhao Yong's hand.

Then Zhao Yong rushed towards Timir, no matter how much golden light Timir released, he was easily dodged by Zhao Yong, and when Zhao Yong approached Timir, he directly threw out a flip-flop and knocked Timir away.

"You don't need any qualifications to fight a traitor."

Timir stood up, a wisp of golden blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"I was careless just now, but you're a melee superpower, there's no way you can win me."

"I am the brilliance myself, I have the fastest straight-line speed in the True Order Realm, you can block the speed of light......"

Another flip-flop flew over, and Timir flashed it easily, but when the flip-flop flashed in front of his eyes, he realized that it was just a flip-flop.

Then a top-down foot kick was made directly to his jaw, sending him flying upwards.

"Impossible, how could he ...... so fast"

What Timir didn't realize was that in the twenty-eight years he had lived as King Xiao Ming, he had never had to fight for his life, so his fighting skills had long been rusty.

And as his opponent, Zhao Yong's strength is not the strongest in the true order of Washington, but he is indeed the best at fighting!