Heng Ancient Continent, the pinnacle mountain range......

Snow flies all over the sky, and the cold wind carries the ice and snow to wreak havoc on the mountains, and the eyes are covered in snow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

An old man in a white robe stood on the top of a thousand miles of frozen mountains, caressing his waist-length white beard, and a pair of incomparably clear blue pupils were staring at the altar in front of him.

It was an obsidian pentagram altar with many strange streamer runes carved on its pedestal, and the baby boy lying in the eyes of the altar array was crying, obviously the thin swaddling clothes could not keep him from the erosion of the cold wind.

The white-robed old man sensed that the baby boy was afraid of cold, so he put his right hand against the baby's abdomen, and said in a loud voice: "The flowing elements of light listen to my orders, gather here to break the ice and invade ......."

As soon as the spell fell, many sporadic lights appeared out of thin air around him, and these bright yellow lights seemed to consciously gather towards the palm of the white-robed old man's hand, gradually forming a light film that enveloped the baby boy, and the snowflake ice crystals that swept in would disappear as soon as they got close to the light film.

The sudden pleasant warmth made the baby boy stop crying, he slowly opened his hazy teary eyes, a pair of black pupils as bright as stars were looking curiously at the old man in white robes, and then he was attracted by the small thing on the other party's waist - it was a brass-colored delicate ball, about the size of the baby's palm, the surface was a hollow moire pattern, through the gap can only see the dark ball center, as if there is a mysterious world inside.

"Babble...... Huh...... Babble......"

The white-robed old man followed the baby's gaze, looked down at the Linglong ball tied around his waist, he pinched the Linglong ball and shook it in front of the baby, and said with a smile: "Little guy, this soul-retaining ball is likely to belong to my soul, you have to keep it." ”

After speaking, he tore the soul ball from his waist, and then tied it around the baby boy's neck, and then said with a look of resentment: "Little guy, when your strength is strong enough, go to Santiago to rescue your father." By the way, if it weren't for the ambition of these self-proclaimed saint clansmen who tried to dominate the eternal world, the human race and the Eastern Earth Alliance would not have fought each other for so long!"

But soon he sighed and said with a lonely expression: "Although I have become a law god as early as thirty years ago, the calamity that this world is about to encounter cannot even be fought against by the law god powerhouse, so I put all my bets on you, just to change the prophecy of that old woman of Byane- The Eternal World will bear the revenge from the abyss of the earth, this is the prophecy of the Great Elder of the Star Tower, damn it, the Eastern Earth Alliance and the Holy Laurent Empire actually took Byan's words as the wind in their ears, and the peak mountain range has long been a place where all races are buried, but they don't realize that an evil force is rising in the depths !......of the earth! cough cough cough !......"

He suddenly coughed sharply, and his vicissitudes of life began to appear dark blue, only to see him hurriedly drive his spiritual power to search for the Void Ring on his index finger, and soon a bottle of brilliant blue potion was suspended in front of him.

After drinking the potion, his expression began to calm down slightly, and the pain was replaced by anger in an instant.

"Damn bastards, it looks like I'm the right choice, rather than being poisoned, I'd better take a good gamble and trade my life for your godhood!"

The baby boy with a cute face obviously didn't understand the words of the old man in the white robe, in fact, his attention had already been attracted by the soul ball tied to his neck, maybe he didn't want to scare the baby boy, so the old man in the white robe looked at him and laughed dryly, and then turned his gaze to the rolling sky......

"Although I am known as the Storm Ruler by the world, the wind element of the Nether has been squeezed out of the bastards who claim to be the Holy Race in the Holy Diego, even if I make you the next Wind Controlling Messenger, you will not be able to become a Dharma God by relying on this, let alone break through the Dharma God realm, so I can only take a risk and let you take the path of the Thunder God......

But you don't need to worry, I'm seventy percent sure that I can make your Thunder Demon Vortex build a successful foundation, and when you reach a certain age, I will take you to find my teacher, who is the most powerful Thunder Mage in the world......"

The white-robed old man nagged for a long time, and when the black thundercloud shrouded their heads, his old face showed a decisive look, and he saw him raise his hands high, looking up at the thundercloud to make a gesture of welcome, and then chanted an ethereal spell: "Thunder Ultimate Spell......

~An eternal world wandering in the universe~

~Please allow me to break the shackles from the void~

~The power of origin derived from chaos~

~Please listen to my request~

~Gather hundreds of millions of thunder elements between heaven and earth~

~Waiting for my call~

The thunderclouds in the sky rolled, like the roar of a god, the white-robed old man lowered his head and looked at the baby boy, and then took out two scrolls, one yellow and one blue, from his arms, he looked at the blue scroll and said with a sad face: "I also hope that this [Space Teleportation Axis] will not use ......"

After speaking, he placed the [Spatial Teleportation Axis] next to the baby boy, and then opened the yellow scroll, only to see a bright yellow light curtain ripple from the scroll, and in an instant, a two-meter-high semicircular golden light shield was formed, which then wrapped the white-robed old man and the entire five-pointed star altar.

"Are you ready?" the white-robed old man looked at the baby boy and smiled, but the other party pouted, the soul ball in his little hand was already wet, and it seemed that this little guy already knew that the hard ball was not delicious.

The white-robed old man smiled, but the smile on his face was quickly replaced by solemnity, and he saw that he pressed his right palm against the baby's abdomen, and his left palm was attached to the golden light cover, and his gaze looking at the sky was as strong as steel, accompanied by an ethereal spell:

~I am summoned in the name of Ivan~

~Thunder of Chaos that symbolizes destruction~

~Breaking the boundaries of the sky~

~Come~

With a shocking bang, a dazzling white lightning fell from the sky, and in the next second, it hit the golden light mask fiercely, and countless thunder snakes from it swam and jumped outside the golden light cover, causing silver-blue ripples on the entire cover wall......

Although the golden light mask was not pierced by the thunder, the hood of the white-robed old man had been lifted by the shock wave, and his scattered white hair and long white beard fluttered with the waves, and the silk hair fluttered wildly, looking as if he was attracted by electrodes.

His left hand, which was against the golden light mask, shone with a silver-blue light, as if absorbing the power of thunder, and the light flowed from his left hand to his torso to his right hand, and finally into the body of the baby boy - the little one seemed to be suffering a great deal of pain, and his whole body began to convulse and convulse......

The situation of the white-robed old man is also not optimistic, he tries to use his mortal body to filter the thunder from the sky, he must bear the tearing physical and mental pain, but he must hold on, otherwise the baby boy lying in the eyes of the pentagram altar array will definitely explode and die......

Thinking of that possibility, the white-robed old man couldn't help but look at the baby boy and said silently: Little guy, hold on! Thunder is the power of the Seven Rays derived from Chaos, if you want to become a god with thunder, you must lead the heavens and thunder to quench your body...... Forgive me, though I have inflicted this pain on you, it is the only way to break the shackles and rise to the throne of God, and it is also the first roar of humanity to free itself from the slavery of the Holy Family!

Thundered!!

The cloudy sky was once again illuminated by thunder, and a series of violent lightning slashed mercilessly on the golden light cover, and the shocking sight made one have to suspect that this was a precursor to the end of the world......

I don't know how long it took, although the overwhelming thunderclouds were still ringing, but the lightning was no longer falling, and the ripples of the golden light mask began to gradually weaken, and the overall appearance was much more transparent.

Finally, the golden light mask no longer had a trace of ripples, which showed that the power of the thunder that it had received had been exhausted, and the white-robed old man looked at the baby boy with ecstasy, and the little guy's originally distorted face gradually eased, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

I saw him raise his hands to the sky and laugh wildly: "Hahahaha...... Wait for the thieves of the Holy Diego and the damned evil forces of the depths, and one day Thor will take control of the Eternal World, and that day will be your end!"

Suddenly, the wind was blowing on the top of the mountain, the thunderclouds roared in the vast sky, under the frightened gaze of the white-robed old man, a thick lightning bolt that was enough to split the sky and the earth fell violently, and between the lightning and flint, the white-robed old man hurriedly used his hands to hold the almost transparent golden light cover, and endured all the thunder power with his own strength!

Rumble!!

In front of the most terrifying force in heaven and earth, the golden light cover was completely broken, and the violent thunder power directly hit the body of the white-robed old man, the surrounding snow and sand were annihilated at the moment of being blown away, and the ground also appeared in a wide range of cracks, and the white-robed old man's body was quickly scorched, and finally slammed to the ground, lying motionless on the cracked ground, as if he had lost all his vitality......

But just a moment later, an unbelievable picture appeared, only to see a wisp of white smoke rising from the body of the white-robed old man, the white smoke seemed to consciously gather together and form a human-shaped silhouette, gradually, the outline became more and more obvious, and later condensed into the appearance of the white-robed old man before he was electrocuted!

"It's fucking up...... It turned out to be a thunderbolt of heaven's punishment! I knew that doing so would definitely violate the laws of the universe!"

After speaking, the white-robed old man looked at his ethereal smoke-like appearance, the expression on his face was uncertain, there was chagrin and regret, but in the end, maybe he figured it out, I saw him sigh to himself with a look of seeing through the red dust: "Death is death, in fact, it's not bad to be an undead floating around, but you have to be careful of the Pope's Soul Eater, I heard that even if the Dharma God Undead is caught by the Soul Eater and taken to the Tower of Babel, it will be completely refined in less than ten years." Although I don't know the true purpose of the Pope's capture of the undead, this is the most powerful force in the Nether, and unless I can hide it from detection, I must join the [Soul Domain] to fight the Pope's minions......"

"Boom!"

The sky was still thundering, and the white-robed old man's expression immediately changed greatly, he hurriedly floated close to the pentagram altar and opened the [Spatial Teleportation Axis], the blue glow emitted by the scroll instantly filled the surroundings, but the next moment, he took out the cigarette butt from his arms and smoked one sip after another......

That's right, he's distressed right now, it's impossible for an undead to raise a baby, so he needs to choose an environment where the little one can grow up safely.

After a long time, he put down his cigarette butt and sighed: "I made such a big move today, maybe the Pope has noticed it, maybe the thickest dog leg of this holy clan is already on his way here." It's just that I can't go back to the Ministry of Magic, the ghosts don't know who poisoned me, and the human city-state also has a lot of holy eyeliner, and the little guy may cause visions during his growth, and the "Unnatural Person Ruling Order" issued by the Pope will make him die, so I must take him away from the human city-state.

The kind-hearted elf clan is a good choice, but I don't have elven best friends, as for the sea clan, I don't have to think about it, the original beast clan is too weak, or the orc clan is a little stronger, although the living conditions are a little worse, but these green-skinned big guys are much stronger than the original beast clan. Wait a minute...... The Holy Roland Empire and the Eastern Earth Alliance seem to have fought a few battles recently, and the vanguard of the alliance seems to be the orc race, I heard that because of the participation of three cardinals, the orc race has suffered heavy casualties, I think it is safe to choose, or choose the dwarf race, after all, Noble is still trustworthy. ”

After figuring it out, the white-robed old man held an almost illusory cigarette butt in his mouth, and his free hands suddenly tore the [Spatial Teleportation Axis], and the scroll turned into a fluttering flocculent in an instant, and then evolved into a blue glow suspended in the air, and these rays of light like ghostly fire gradually gathered together, and finally formed a rectangular blue light curtain like a mirror......

"Eh, wait! my body can't fall here!" The white-robed old man waved his hand suddenly, and a wheal of wind held up the baby boy and his body, and then rushed into the dark blue curtain without hesitation......

The vortex shrank by a point with each turn, and when it completely disappeared, the white-robed old man and the baby boy who entered it also disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared......

After a long time, an incomparably powerful coercion appeared in the sky above the peak mountain range, it was a super strong man suspended in the sky, he had a majestic old face, his pupils were brilliant gold, he was wearing a silver crown shining on his head, he was wearing a holy silver white robe, his shoulders were clasped with a cloak painted with a long sword pattern, and his sharp eyes were staring at the mountains below. With such a huge amount of thunder elements gathered around the energy conversion array, could it be ...... Someone wants to prove it with thunder!!"

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