(Forget it.) This should be the seventeenth update of the explosion, so that all the content of this month's explosion will be completed) The doppelganger of the Harlem Van Sultan, who was angered by Ryan's words, pointed at Ryan and said: "You, you are just a mortal, you, I am a high god, even if it is just a doppelganger, it is countless times more noble than you! You, you dare to blaspheme the majesty of the gods, I, I, I will punish you severely, I will ...... you" After this doppelganger said this, it suddenly couldn't say any more, because it saw the pity that Ryan revealed.

If Ryan cursed loudly, instead of getting angry, it would have a sense of superiority, as the demigod king's doppelganger would think that Ryan was acting out of jealousy and envy. If Ryan spoke to the doppelganger in an angry tone, it would not be angry either, but would take it for granted, and mortals would always vent their emotions for things they couldn't do.

But Ryan looked at this Harlem Van Sultan clone with a look of pity. What is pity? It's pity, it's sympathy, and this is the most intolerable thing for this demigod-king clone who is full of arrogance on the outside but inferiority on the inside, and who has the so-called "life" from the fact that it has so-called "life" From the beginning, it has always existed in the shadow of a demigod king, even if it is a domain powerhouse that dominates one side, such as MehZulu and others, they must respect this doppelganger, although this doppelganger knows very well that all this is only done by others in the face of the real Harlem Van Sultan, but it still irrepressibly thinks that it is the "power" that it has that will get those "respects", thus forming an arrogant and self-righteous virtual character.

Now this illusory everything was torn apart by Ryan's words, so that this doppelganger of the demigod king finally found that what he thought he had obtained was nothing more than a dreamlike bubble, which may seem bizarre, but in fact it is not vulnerable at all, even if it is just the most ordinary words, it can easily erase the false mask covering the surface of this doppelganger, and once again knock it off the high throne of the god to the mortal dust.

Under this strong psychological impact, the doppelganger of the Harlem Van Sultan suddenly calmed down, and its tone became very flat: "Thank you very much for these words, which made me understand a lot of things, as if I woke up from a dream, it seems that dreaming is the unique power of real beings, and it turns out that it is like this." Well, as a token of my gratitude, I'm going to kill you with all my might so that no one else bothers with this, right?"

"Actually, you know very well what is going on. Ryan shook his head with a sigh and didn't continue. Creatures with mental problems are already very tricky, who knows that the golem in front of him who has been inflicted "soul awakening" will also have such signs, I really don't know if this is the inevitable consequence of the doppelganger projection magic, or the problem of the Rakshasa Demon Demigod King himself.

"I'm going to make a move!" said the doppelganger of Harlem Van Sultan to Ryan in the tone of a good friend, if he didn't know what had just happened, I was afraid that someone would think that this clone and Ryan were good friends who had not seen each other for many years. Of course, there will definitely be no Ryan in this, he has already sensed the signs of the imminent eruption of the volcano from the other party's calm tone, so Ryan does not dare to be careless, and guards this clone with all his might.

The clone of the Harlem Van Sultan spread out his hands, looking as if he was going to hug Ryan passionately, but in the next moment, this clone directly tore through the spatial barrier, crossed the distance between it and Ryan, and appeared in front of Ryan, and the hugging action also touched Ryan's ribs, but the hand of this Harlem Van Sultan's hand shone with a bright light, and its palm had turned into two sharp, indestructible weapons under the blessing of pseudo-divine power.

Ryan didn't retreat, and it couldn't be retreated, Faras was still by his side, and a casual move would affect the cooperation between the two. Since Ryan couldn't retreat, he could only let the Harlem Van Sultan's clone retreat, only to see Ryan's wrist flip up and down, and a number of magic missiles had shot out, hitting different parts of the Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger's body.

"My body is made of the strongest reactive metal, do you think you can hurt me with just this impact?" The Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger let out a sinister laugh, and its hands and arms sped up to kill Ryan on the spot. But to the surprise of this clone, although the magic missile released by Ryan is not large, it contains amazing power, and its puppet body was hit by Ryan's magic missile, and there was a significant shaking, although it did not cause any damage to the clone of Harlem Van Sultan, but it also slowed it down.

The body of the Harlem Van Sultan doppelganger slowed down the speed of progress, but the speed of the swing of his arms was much faster, Lane's crisis was not resolved, he calmly released a series of magic missiles towards the opponent's arm, each missile containing the laws of the star realm hit the same position of the clone's arm, directly bounced both of its arms away, and then Ryan continued to release the magic missile towards the opponent's chest and other parts, and used the missile that had formed a waterfall to retreat the Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger backwards, keeping it away from him。

After Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger was pushed backwards by Ryan's magic body, it did not stop there, but released the gold coin-shaped magic towards Ryan in the process of retreating, but its casting speed was no match for Ryan's opponent, these spells not only failed to have any effect, but were all shattered by Ryan with more magic missiles just after they were released, and for a while, the stars shone in the dim otherworldly sky, and the scene was indescribably gorgeous.

Under the shining starlight, it was the expressionless golden mask of the Harlem Van Sultan's clone, it stretched out its arm on its body that was hit by Ryan's magic missile, and tapped it a few times, and found that it was knocked out of the obvious shallow pits, but no one could see that under the golden costume worn by the doppelganger of this Rakshasa Demon Demigod King, the shallow pits that appeared on the surface of those bodies bulged and calmed out at an obvious speed, and returned to their original appearance in a very short time.

After Ryan forced back the opponent with a magic missile, he did not blindly pursue, but carefully observed the clone of the demigod king, and after finding that the other party had borne such a dense round of missile storm as if nothing happened, Ryan couldn't help but admire the magician who made this puppet golem, he remembered that this doppelganger of the Harlem Van Sultan had said before that its body was made of what active metal, and Ryan couldn't help but feel sorry for this so-called "active metal" Aroused a lot of interest, being able to be selected by a demigod-level monarch and used to make a puppet golem that carries his own doppelganger, presumably this kind of material that Ryan has never heard of must be extremely precious and rare.

"I told you a long time ago, my body is quite hard, and even if it is destroyed by you, it will return to its original state in a very short time. The face of the Harlem Van Sultan's clone seemed to be a little unbearable, after all, it was forcibly forced back by Ryan with magic, so the clone spoke: "Although my body is also made of metal, but this metal is full of life, it is alive, and the vitality is quite tenacious, no matter how you destroy it, it will grow again and change back to its original form!"

"This is where I am greater than you, mortal!" said the doppelganger of the Harlem Van Sultan, "You mortals will be afraid, you will feel tired because of your emotions, you will feel tired because of your physical exhaustion, you will have such and such shortcomings. But I, the great gods, don't, I can fight without stopping, and always keep myself at the top of my game, and more importantly, I am strong-willed, and I have no mercy for the enemy!"

Ryan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this, no emotion, no thinking, never tired, no mercy, the undead legions were everywhere like this, could it be that those skeleton warriors were all gods? This is really funny. Coincidentally, Faraz, who was beside Ryan, also described it through the clone of the Harlem Van Sultan, thinking of those evil creatures of the Undead Legion, but she was a girl after all, and she was more subtle than Ryan, so she would not laugh on the spot, but Meiyu still expressed this emotion. The look on the face of the demigod monarch was unusually embarrassing, but it was a pity that its face was covered with a mask made of gold, otherwise Ryan and Faras would have marveled at the maker for how he had brought the face of a puppet golem to life.

"You will pay for your actions!" the Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger shouted, raising his right hand flat and aiming it at Ryan, and then a soft yellow and white halo wrapped its palm. Ryan immediately sensed a dangerous aura from the doppelganger's body, and he stared at the Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger, watching it gather pseudo-divine power in the palm of his hand, and gather more and more.

When the clone of the demigod monarch had accumulated enough energy, the yellow and white halo suddenly cracked a gap, and the energy injected into it surged out, forming a pillar of light with a diameter about the thickness of Ryan's arm in an instant. The magic "Burst Light Wave" released with pseudo-divine power did not spread quickly after the spell was successfully cast, and the energy it contained was tightly controlled by the clone, forming a magic similar to a lightning beam, which continued to flow straight towards Ryan like a pillar.