I don't know if this light is because of a new life, or if it has been sealed for too long. He is not good at words, and his temper is strong.

If Al doesn't speak, it doesn't speak.

Alastel hurt it, and he punched it, and the form of Alastel shattered, and then he shrank there silently.

From that punch, Al determined that the power level of this light was indeed a more advanced existence than Alastel.

In Al's plan, in a year's time, he would go to Faulkner, the gray dwarf, to find a way to give Alastel a life, fulfilling his long-cherished longing and wish. And this god will be purified of his body by it, completely breaking the idea of the unity of all things.

So it doesn't matter to him whether there is this light to destroy the plan of the Oneness of All Things. The Three Circles Ring didn't have to be a god, he had already found a replacement.

Even if this light was at the behest of the Lord of Light, Al would not give up Alastel's wish, and the primordial gods were destined to be destroyed.

Without the primordial sin that bears the origin of shadows, Al loses the power to use shadows.

Maybe others are reluctant to give up this powerful and convenient power, but for Al, it is not something that he can control, and there is nothing that cannot be given up.

When the sins of God are destroyed, how should this light be arranged?

"You were born in this world, what are your wishes?"

If it's convenient, Al doesn't mind showing Ms. Luyue's kindness and generosity.

"Hmph, no wishes. ”

This light blocked Aral's words like anger.

Al has no patience for anyone but his friends. Drop it off, turn around and go.

Al fell from the sky, and the long-waiting Tao and the Predator immediately protected Al in the center.

There are druids and enemies hiding somewhere, staring at them weak.

Although they are still the iron-blooded ferocity unique to Orete, they can be seen to be inexplicably much older, with a slight sense of decay. Including his brother, it seems that he has aged by twenty or thirty years. Only the god of war priest Belinda maintained a youthful and energetic girlish atmosphere, but at this moment she looked sadly at her duty to protect her brother's lover.

It's not a curse, it's the shadow of the legendary Lord of Nightshade, carrying the power to drain life.

As mortals, they are not like the druids who have the power of nature to resist, nor are they protected by the divine power like the Church of the Triothe. Just being in the realm of the Night Shadow King has lost so many lives.

"Sister Belinda, don't worry, it's just a little curse, I'll banish them soon. ”

Belinda didn't seem to hear Al's words, looked at Theo affectionately and sadly, and hummed blankly.

She wasn't a girl who hadn't seen the world, and she only took Al's words as useless comfort.

Grand Druid Grantham transforms into a tall, lanky man dressed in forest greenery and walks up to Al.

"This is not a curse, the dark side of the arrogant moon. I can help you ......."

"No! ”

You save me once, I save you once, and no one owes anyone.

When we meet in the future, we should fight or continue to fight, and no one needs to let anyone.

Al glanced at him indifferently, and the cold and rough black ancestor totem spread from his body to his eyes. The earth beneath his feet was forcibly transformed and changed by a mysterious force to form a magic circle.

"Thomas's blood is of the same blood"

The circle stretched out a circle and appeared at the feet of Tao first, and the complicated and obscure words in the circle spread to Tao, and the ancestor totem that was exactly the same as Al's appeared.

Wherever the black ancestor Tengtu passed, their Orette blood responded with joy. The decay of death is swept away, and the aging face is restored to its due vitality, and even more youthful and full of vitality.

Grantham snorted.

"Albenstock, don't force your face, our help doesn't require you to pay anything, you transfer ......"

"Shut up!"

Al interrupted him indifferently.

"If you want to get back face, just wait on the side for a fight with me, and you don't need to talk too much about the rest. ”

Al's face was dull and gray, with a hint of death. But in Grantham's incredulous eyes, he turned back to a new tender and clean one.

This circle, which resembles a three-circle ritual cycle, drains the dead qi from Theo's body, and at the same time transfers the power of the same root and origin of the Orette bloodline in his body into their bodies, repairing their bodies with his own transcendent regeneration and restoring their vitality.

It's easy to say, but it also uses the secret spells of the Bloodline Laboratory, the concept of life and death transformation, the transcendent regeneration in the body, the power of the bloodline provided by the Three-Circle Ritual, and the invisible power of nature hidden in the body.

With the spirit of scientific research, Al experimented with his own body, and with the speed of application and development of the bloodline by mechanical intelligence, this spell that repaired his fellow clan had long been stored in the spell list.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was Arna's own powerful vitality to save his kindred, but it was just the extraordinary regeneration of the powerful bloodline power out of the body. If his mother was able to manifest bloodline gluttony, why couldn't he manifest transcendent rebirth?

In this magical world, any skill, thing, and power is something he can learn.

Theo and the Iron Eagle didn't know or understand this, and after they recovered one by one, they immediately guarded the others again.

Whatever the family does for them, it is a matter of course for them. It's like they rightfully entrust their allegiance to their family.

Belinda can see it, but she is a lover on one side and her lover's brother on the other, and she is painfully unsure of how to choose. On the one hand, he wants Tao to get better, and on the other hand, he wants to stop Al from sacrificing like this. When he saw that Al absorbed the death intent to convey vitality, there was still nothing to do, and he was relieved.

The dilemma is painful at all times.

"It's me who has a lot of trouble. ”

Grantham took a step back and transformed into a muscular one-eyed black cheetah.

"Albenstock, age is a false appearance for you, and at critical moments you have revealed the virtues of your good camp and are a formidable opponent worthy of respect. ”

"But our business is not over, I will not take advantage of the danger, when you recover, I will come to you. ”

Al put away his spell and glanced at the dozens of druids behind him who were not much different from Grantham.

"Come to me?"

"I've got a bad temper, you have to think about it. ”

Al appeared outside King Bauhinia City in an instant, continuing what he didn't finish today.

Take to the stage of this world and proclaim his power to the world.

The furious magic drew endless air, condensing a void giant behind him, his right fist raised.

"Traitors and traitors will die in peace. ”

"Super explosive punch. ”

The protective barrier of the royal city suddenly opened, and it greeted the giant fist as if it were welcoming the king.

The compressed air burst violently, blasting open the gates, which had long been infiltrated by the Sand Serpent, along with the walls.

Al had a cold and violent look in his eyes.

"The king has arrived, and those who do not surrender will be killed. ”