Before Muen came to the Atlantic continent, he was once summoned by his teacher, His Majesty the Throne of the Violent Hurricane, Lan Rose, to make a final explanation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the months-long planning and planning, everything that should be said has been said, everything that should have been considered has been considered, and everything that has been planned has been planned.

That time, His Majesty Ranrose summoned him over, just to give him a hole card - a legendary power sealed with his body as the foundation.

Thus, at certain necessary times, Mu En can summon the means that belong to His Majesty Lan Rose, that is, these three flavors.

Mu En lost his eyes, but without the hindrance of his eyes, his perception seemed to break through the limit and stepped into a new realm, and the world's scenes were reflected in his mind more almost real.

In an instant, his consciousness seemed to have penetrated the void of the crystal wall, and he had traveled countless distances, and he 'saw' that it was an indescribable majestic being, the visual height was thousands of meters away, the wings of bats were like dark clouds covering the sky, and his body was extremely well-proportioned and contained explosive power.

The gray-black scaly skin was as hot as flowing magma, densely covered with barbs, a tail writhed like a sinuous serpent, and his head had two twisted horns that burned with black flames, as if there was infinite evil.

The consciousness swept by, spread around again, and he saw many things, such as countless prayers, both inferior demons and soul shells, and hundreds of demons of different forms.

Some of them drove out in groups, neatly and quickly, while others were busy everywhere, with bone scaffolding everywhere and walls propped up.

It was a fortress built entirely of bronze, rugged and rigid, radiating outwards with twelve concentric ring-like walls, each with war machines erected on each floor.

If Muen was skeptical before, now he really confirmed that behind Fitch Gustav was indeed one of the lords of the Nine Layers of Hell, the lord of Aphnas, Grand Duke Baier.

Just because this is the first layer of hell, the private castle of the Grand Duke of Bair, the famous bronze fortress in countless planes.

Of course, at this time, as the eternal Lord of the first layer of hell, Grand Duke Baier was not happy, and he didn't even have the heart to deal with the peeping little bug, just because there was an endless hurricane around his left arm.

On that arm, which contained unimaginable strength and was hundreds of meters long, the scales and armor were peeled off, the flesh and blood were peeled off, and the layers of muscles and bones were fading almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The powerful Abyss Alchemist let out a roar of anger and pain, and the entire plane trembled in his roar, but this could not stop the raging hurricane on his arm, even if he mobilized the power of the plane rules to suppress it, it seemed that it could only be consumed by the hurricane.

This scene made Mu En can't help but smile helplessly.

In a trance, an indescribable great consciousness rippled by, the crystal wall void in the sky was quickly repaired, the regular silk thread spread and recovered again little by little, and Mu En's consciousness was also sent back to his body.

Then, he 'saw' a glorious figure beside him, composed of pure golden light, and he couldn't see the face clearly, but could only feel a gentle and life-filled breath.

He had a feeling that no one else but him could see this one, and as long as this one was unwilling, even the transcendent crown could not perceive his existence.

Muen's figure was falling, but the speed was not fast, the 'Feather Falling Technique' carried by the Blood Feather Dragon Crow's cloak made him seem to float downstream, he tried his best to control his body, his head lowered slightly, and said: "Muen-Sparta-Igor-Augustus, to meet His Majesty Hehisdo, the first meeting was so embarrassing and rude." ”

The Giant Divine Favorite, Cysto, stood with his hands in his hands, and he did not rush to answer, but looked up at the sky, his gaze seemed to bloom with brilliance, and his vision penetrated infinite distances, and he saw what he wanted to see.

After a long time, he lowered his head, glanced at Mu En, and said, "Should I say that you are not self-sufficient, or should I praise you for your courage and perseverance?"

Mu En cracked his mouth, he just wanted to say something, but he saw a stream of blood full of gold threads spurting out from the corner of his mouth, wisps of black breath surrounded, just a few breaths, this blood was evaporated.

The hellish breath in his body seemed to be rioting, and the sea-like essence golden blood blood turned into the source blood had already canceled each other out, not that the source blood was not powerful, but mainly because it was the maintenance of extraordinary skills or the repair of the body under the collision, which consumed a huge amount of gold blood.

His Majesty the Giant Divine Favor Hihi Priest was slightly stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Count yourself lucky, let's save your life first." ”

As he spoke, he didn't perform any magic skills, but pointed at the crown of thorns on Mu En's forehead with his hand, and in an instant, the crown of thorns lit up as if it had life, and the green leaves trembled slightly, and the breath of life visible to the naked eye hung down with a green jade belt, directly submerged into Mu En's body.

Mu En only felt a vigorous and tenacious force rushing in, just like the grass arching out of the soil in the spring, humble but unstoppable into wisps of breath, directly dissolving the power of the devil and restoring his body.

This is...... The seal of the Crown of Thorns was broken.

Mu En was stunned.

His Majesty the Giant Hihi Priest, the god of Mother Earth, would not have wondered if he had used any miraculous means, but what happened when the seal of the Crown of Thorns was broken?

However, he was not allowed to think about it too much, and he saw that His Majesty in front of him said with a little doubt: "The Lord of the First Layer of Hell, the Lord of Aphernas, Grand Duke Baier is not an ordinary legendary powerhouse, but under this legendary power 'Three Flavors Wind', he has also suffered a big loss.

Your teacher, His Majesty Lan Rose, is really not an easy character!

However, you can use this method earlier, and you don't have to make it so embarrassing and miserable, right?"

At this time, a black aura had already evaporated from the outside of Mu En's body, surrounding the devil who seemed to have come out of hell, looking extremely terrifying, but he himself felt much better, and the wisps of life breath were extremely high-level, directly repelling these hellish powers.

And without the corrosion of this infernal power, the recovery effect of the golden heart is manifested.

Mu En gasped slightly, lifted his breath, and felt that the strength in his body began to gather again, but his smile became more and more helpless.

"As far as I'm concerned, I only know that these three methods have the power to threaten the legend, but how do I know that the gap is so big?"

This is the problem, after Mu En got these three methods, he also knew that these three methods were very awesome, and when he faced the blow of Grand Duke Baier, he simply released two of them, leaving one as a backhand, and then rushed forward himself.

This choice was correct, but he underestimated the strength of Grand Duke Baier, and also underestimated the terrible back-up method 'Three Flavors Wind'.

If he had known that His Majesty Lan Rose's method of sealing in his body was so bullish, he would have released it as soon as possible, why would he have made himself so miserable, and he would not have consumed two weapons of mass destruction for no reason.

His Majesty Xi Xi Duo understood what Mu En meant in seconds, and he smiled dumbly: "This is also true, with your extraordinary level, it is indeed not too clear about the gap, but this matter is also beneficial, at least if you maintain this plane, it will reward you."

Well, you'd better take care of your own business first, and we'll talk later. ”

After finishing speaking, before Mu En could answer, he had already disappeared into Mu En's perception.

"Why? Why do you always feel a little strange about this majesty?!"

A thought flashed in Mu En's heart, but he didn't study it carefully, at this time, he had already entered the defensive force field.

In a very short period of time, the cavities in the crystal wall were repaired, and the aftermath was smoothed out.

The gentle glow of the sun once again shrouded the city of Ilmasu, dyeing it golden.

After the battle was over, all the people in the city involuntarily walked out of their homes, cellars, towers, or other hiding places.

Commoners, nobles, farmers and scholars all looked around with frightened and dazed faces, as if trying to figure out what had happened that night.

Then, they saw the figure floating in mid-air.

There are also bands of warriors wandering the streets, they are first-hand experiencers, they know more, but they also have more awe, they look at the one in the sky, there is no longer contempt, more only reverence.

The Blood Rain Raven's cloak and crown of thorns hung high, making them instantly recognizable the person, or any resident of the Rose Collar.

Because this is the standard configuration of Grand Duke Igor.

They were able to see Mu En, and Mu En could naturally sense them, contact Ta Ling, and control the wizard tower to release a 'levitation technique', Mu En fixed himself in the air, he tried to raise his arm, the sword waved in the air, and roared fiercely:

"The blood-colored rose battle banner is always dyed red by the blood of the enemy, and the people of the rose-led never bow their heads!"

"Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce!"

The resounding voices echoed throughout the city, as if to inject the backbone of the frightened people, first the warriors who followed the roar, then the nobles, the guards, the protégés, the inhabitants, the peasants, who glared at the red eyeballs and waved their arms, in response to their king.

In this brilliant light, when the roar of "blood will not be drained, death will not be truce!" almost drowned everything like a tide, Mu En seemed to see the rebirth of the city.