The Baroque returned to the world of Sauron, and the days seemed to have entered a period of calm, and everything in the world did not need to be taken care of by the Baroque. In addition to spending time with his family, he has enough free time to do the most important things.

How to improve the strength of the old brothers is a difficult problem! After all, Muru and the others are not related to Baroque by blood, and it is impossible to inherit his power.

Baroque once thought of a way, that is, to use the purple electric divine power of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon to create a [Dragon Vortex] in the soul sea of Muru and others, as if artificially igniting a divine fire, forcibly improving their strength. But this method was later proven to be unworkable———— Baroque was not a moral saint, he once secretly captured a few criminal orc death row prisoners for experiments, and forcibly created a purple electric dragon whirl in their soul sea, but the result was that all those orcs were completely out of control the next moment the dragon whirlwind was formed, turning into flames and lightning, and burning the orc's body clean. With this lesson from the past, he naturally didn't dare to experiment on the old brothers!

Although the experiment failed, the Baroque still gained something. At least he confirmed that he was right in this way of thinking, but because the power of the dragon was too strong, far from being able to withstand ordinary orcs.................. Even with a hunch, even those so-called gods may not be able to withstand the power of the purple electric dragon whirlwind.

Suddenly, Baroque had a little inspiration, and then beat his head in frustration: what a fool, how did he forget that thing?

Godhead, and Godhead! This is something that belongs to this world, and it should be able to be inherited by Muru and others!

Acting immediately, Baroque disappeared for a while, and when he returned to Blue Wolf City again, he already had many godheads in his hands. This is the harvest of a trip he went to the divine realm. However, this matter is very secret, and no one knows about it except for the queen of God, Gloria. Because the way he got these godheads was a little dishonorable!

Over the countless years of the Three Realms, there will always be many gods who have passed away. Almost all the gods will be buried in the cemetery of the gods in the god realm, and those who are buried with their bodies will naturally have their godheads. Unless the deceased had a will during his lifetime...... For example, if the old god-king asked the goddess of vengeance to leave the godhead to his daughter, even though the godhead was a very precious thing, no one would intrude on the god's graveyard. Stealing the Godhead. This is a taboo for the gods, after all, although any god claims to be immortal, he will still die after all, and they don't want to die themselves. He was also stolen and dug up by others.

Baroque asked from Gloria about the location of the god's graveyard, and almost swept away the godhead. In the process of doing this, the goddess of dawn did not hesitate to follow Baroque to do evil together, which made Baroque feel a little more favorable to her, at least not just using each other.

With Godhead. The next step is to find a way to fuse Muru and the others with the godhead and forcibly promote them to the god level. At this point, the Baroque has long had a plan in mind. But there's one thing I still need to ask for the Elven Empress Silloria!

The empress stayed in the Blue Wolf City for so long, watching the Baroque become more and more out of reach, and gradually became discouraged, just at this time came the bad news, she finally returned to the misty forest, but unfortunately the ancient tree of life was killed by the god of light, and only a fallen branch remained, and dead leaves fell all over the ground. Unspeakably desolate and decaying, the entire elven clan is filled with a depressing atmosphere.

The relationship between Siloria and the ancient tree is very deep, just like a mother and daughter, you can imagine how sad it will be. But she had to endure great grief to lead the elves out of the shadows. Because she knows very well that the most critical moment is now. The few remaining Trees of Life are far from the age of growing into Ancient Trees of Life, and in the long wait of 10,000 years in the future, the elves who have lost the Ancient Tree of Life, even if there are no external enemies. It will also decline to the extreme. How to get through this difficult period will be the responsibility of Siloria.

For this reason, Siloria asked the oracle, and the elven goddess could not conjure an ancient tree of life to give to the elves, so she could only do some comfort. In this situation. Baroque came to the elves.

The Elven Empress still resides in the Elven Palace, atop the remains of the Ancient Tree of Life, and he quietly appeared in Siloria's room without any Elven people noticing. Seeing his appearance, the empress, who had been in a low mood for a long time, rarely showed a hint of surprise, and then had some doubts. She was sober and knew that Baroque couldn't have come to see her on purpose. It's just that I don't know what happened to the Baroque Elves.

Baroque was a little embarrassed, not because Siloria was dressed in his room, and her perfect body and almost transparent clothes were fatal to Baroque as if she were out of sight, but because he didn't know how to speak.

He had come to ask Siloria to dig up the roots of the Ancient Tree of Life. But when he saw the elven beauty who was overly sad, he realized how ridiculous he was............ It's like the other party's parents died, and he wants to get the corpses of his parents and take them back to dissect and get parts to use, and it's good that Siloria doesn't go crazy on the spot!

"Honorable God King, what are you doing here?" Siloria saluted, and when she said this, she always felt extremely awkward, but the status between them was already so unequal, it was a fact that could not be changed.

"Oh, I'll ...... That, I'm here to see you, and I'm sorry about the Ancient Tree of Life. Baroque has not yet shamelessly unlimited limits, and finally held back the original words, saying: "Don't call me God King, we are still friends, call me Baroque!"

Siloria nodded, as if feeling better, and suddenly there was an awkward awkward moment between the two. The goddess's beautiful eyes were always looking at Baroque, and there was something in them that made Baroque realize something, even if he was sluggish, but then his request could not be opened.

"Ahem...... Siloria, I want to tell you that despite the misfortune that has befallen the Ancient Tree of Life, the Elves will not be threatened in any way, and this is my promise to you. Baroque waited a long time before he spoke.

"Baroque, what have you come here for, please be honest! Our elven goddess has already had an oracle, let us obey any of your orders. ”

"That ......" The elven goddess was interesting, and reminded the elves in advance, Baroque thought about it again and again, but still said the purpose, as for how Siloria chooses, he will respect the other party. "I'm here to ask you for something!"

"What?"

"The roots of the ancient tree of life!"

Sure enough, Siloria's eyes widened suddenly, she stood up, and rushed to Baroque angrily, and her angry appearance almost jumped him!

"Baroque, you destroy the entire elven race, or don't think that we will agree to your rude request!" Siloria could almost bite Baroque's chin, waving her arms, and roaring angrily at him, angry like a fighting. It's the first time she's been out of shape like this!

"Listen to me, Siloria ......" Baroque hurriedly pressed her arms with both hands to subdue her out-of-control emotions and explained, "I don't have any ill intentions, but there is a big matter that needs to use the roots of the Ancient Tree of Life, and I can assure you that if my matter is successful, I can help at least three of you elves step into the god ranks." "It's Baroque's pay!

"No, the Ancient Tree of Life is like my mother, I can't let you trample on his body, Baroque, you kill me, or don't think about ............!" Siloria roared almost red-eyed, struggling to get rid of Baroque's shackles, and in vain, she suddenly lay on his chest and cried bitterly!

Baroque had a headache,............ But she gently hugged Siloria, a woman who had suffered a lot and deserved pity. He whispered in her ear: "I don't have any intention of defiling the Ancient Tree of Life, and I promise not to damage any of the branches of the Ancient Tree, I just need to extract the life force that exists in the roots of the Ancient Tree...... Sooner or later, these powers will dissipate, so let's use them to do something useful, and I don't think the ancient tree would blame you if it was still alive. ”

Siloria sobbed, leaning on Baroque's chest, and at some point, both seemed to take it for granted. She raised her head, "What exactly are you going to do with the remnants of the ancient tree's life force?"

"I'm going to make gods, Silloria, don't you want to have the power of gods?" (To be continued.) )