For this reason. At the beginning of the alliance between Ryan and Faras, they frantically operated their own star realm, and exerted their energy conversion skills to the extreme, and these transformed pseudo-divine powers were concentrated by Ryan to deal with the pressure from the Harlem Van Sultan, and the latter also felt a similar power to his own pseudo-divine power from Ryan, which is also the reason why it felt that he had the same taste as himself after seeing Ryan at the beginning, and that "taste" was naturally pseudo-divine power.

Harlem Van Sultan's clone was a little unsure of Ryan's identity, and it was even more difficult to believe in his own feelings, because it didn't believe that Ryan would be another demigod's clone, and in the time when the battle broke out in Galib, Harlem Van Sultan's clone did not attack, but was quietly looking for the flaws of Ryan and Faraz, hoping to see from them what was going on with the power that seemed to be a pseudo-divine power.

After repeated observation and no effective results, the Harlem Van Sultan's clone finally couldn't help but make a tentative, it stretched out its gloved right hand, and drew a circle on the chest, and then the pattern formed by magic quickly turned into a shining gold coin, after the Harlem Van Sultan's clone finished this scene, its right hand quickly placed under the gold coin composed of magic, and gently and skillfully incorporated it into its palm.

"Money is not everything, but in this world, it is impossible to do without money. The doppelganger of the Sultan of Haringvan said this in a reverent tone, this sentence is the motto of the Rakshasa Demon Demigod King Haringvan often hangs on his lips, and when this king moves, everything has its own value, and as long as you can afford to pay the price, you can be invincible.

"I don't think so. Ryan had heard a similar quote when he was in Cassano, a favorite quote from a merchant from the Paradise of Freedom, "If you have money, Satan will serve you, and even the god of light will ignore you without money."

"Hmph, you haven't learned the power of money yet. The doppelganger of Harlem Van Sultan spoke to Ryan, "More than a thousand years ago, the Mother of Herestl wanted to make an artifact, but with her status and strength as a demigod king, it took hundreds of years and she still couldn't get everything she needed. In desperation, she had no choice but to find His Majesty the great Harlem Van Sultan. And it took His Majesty the Sultan of Harlem Van less than thirty years to find all the materials needed by the Mother of Herest, isn't this the power of money?"

After hearing this, Ryan couldn't help but sneer, the "Void Ball" he took from Boyadina's hands more than once, and had spent a lot of time figuring it out, it was indeed an artifact, many of its designs Even now, Ryan can still comprehend a lot from it, and the enchantment strength of the Mother of Herestl can be seen from this.

However, when Boyardinath, who was invincible with this artifact in his hand and had been promoted to the realm realm in just a thousand years, he was repeatedly deflated by Ryan's hands, the most recent of which was defeated by Ryan and Farath in Proca City, and had to flee in embarrassment. And at that time, Ryan basically didn't carry anything of value on his body, except for the robe of the star ** master, there were no other magic items, if you measure it by money, I'm afraid that Ryan, the legendary peak powerhouse, is not as good as an ordinary apprentice in Proca's magic academy, why didn't Ryan show the power of money when he defeated Boya Dinas?

Of course, Ryan didn't bother to talk about these words with the clone of the Harlem Van Sultan opposite, he just took Faraz's hand and stood in place, doing his best to carry out the energy conversion ritual. When he saw that Ryan didn't say a word, but with a sneer on his face, the clone of the Harlem Van Sultan seemed to have guessed Ryan's disdain, so it spoke: "It's okay, the other world is a place that pays attention to strength, today I will use the power of money to defeat you, so that you can truly understand the meaning of the motto of His Majesty the Great Harlem Van Sultan!"

After saying this, the clone of the Harlem Van Sultan raised his hand, and threw the gold coin composed of magic in his hand towards Lane's side, his movements were very elegant, as if he was tipping a glamorous waitress during a drink at a bar, but when Ryan's eyes saw the gold coin thrown at him, his expression was very solemn, he felt a not particularly strong pseudo-divine power from this gold coin, and it was obvious that the doppelganger of Harlem Van Sultan had launched an attack on him.

Ryan stretched out a finger and lightly pointed at the gold coin composed of magic rolling in the air, and then flew out of Ryan's fingertips a magic missile that was also not very large, unlike the purple missile that Ryan had before, this magic also contained pseudo-divine power, so its light was yellow and white, exactly the same color as the light emitted by the countless stars in the night sky.

When Ryan's magic missile flew out, it actually dragged a long series of yellow-white tails on the trail behind it, making it look more like a meteor that suddenly streaked across the night sky. When the meteor and the gold coin collided together in the middle of the otherworld, there was no violent explosion, no flying smoke, only a relatively bright light burst out at the place where the two sides collided, just like a shining nova suddenly appeared in the night sky, but the whole luminous process was very short, almost disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had ever happened there.

"Huh?" The change in front of him surprised the clone of Harlem Van Sultan, although it is the body of a puppet, but under the spell of "Soul Awakening", it already has a special soul, so it will have such a rich expression and thoughts, of course, this does not mean that it will release "Soul Awakening" The magician of this spell already has the power of the gods, although this magic will allow the golem or puppet to gain its own consciousness, but it also has a certain duration, and this soul is not complete, in a sense it is very similar to a spell that summons the undead, and the new "life" born is not independent and free, but a puppet attached to the caster, they can neither reproduce themselves nor get rid of the fate of this slave, in fact, the legend who created this magic in the first place** Teacher, I just hope that I can let a broom be able to clean up the magic tower for myself.

Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger originally intended to give Ryan, an enemy who did not agree with his own concept, some colors to see, but the magic it released with pseudo-divine power was blocked by Ryan's magic, and from that brief light, it can be judged that the magic released by Ryan is essentially the same as the spell released by Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger, and the strength of each other is almost the same, so there will be that kind of phenomenon that the energy of the same system cancels each other out.

"Pseudo-divine power, no way, you are just a mortal, how can you have pseudo-divine power!" the clone of the Harlem Van Sultan cried out.

Ryan rubbed his nose, he actually didn't want to expose this most important hole card too early, but now it is impossible to keep a low profile, facing a demigod's doppelganger, it is no longer a question of whether Ryan wants to "hide clumsy", but if he does not go all out, he will not have the opportunity to "hide clumsy", so Ryan will team up with his wife Faras at the beginning and turn over this trump card without scruples.

"Is it my delusion?" Harlem Van Sultan's clone waved his hands, drawing a number of gold coin-like magic patterns on his chest, and after a few breaths, Harlem Van Sultan's clone had five gold coin-shaped magic infused with pseudo-divine power suspended in the palms of each hand, and then it raised its hands one after the other towards Ryan, and released these magic towards Ryan.

This level of attack is not a threat to Ryan at all, a few fingers of his right hand flicked several times in a brisk and rapid manner, releasing a magic missile at each gold coin-shaped magic that flew towards him, and in a very short period of time, these magic spells met again in mid-air, and then a glimmer of light appeared in the dim sky of the other world, but this light still quickly faded again, if it were not for the full attention of Ryan and them, I am afraid that they might not be able to detect that in the center of the warring sides, there had been a collision of pseudo-divine power spells with destructive power comparable to forbidden spells。

With this second confrontation, if the clone of the Harlem Van Sultan could not confirm that Ryan could also use and release pseudo-divine powers, then it would not be qualified to become a demigod clone. After looking at Ryan again with the surprised gaze hidden under the mask, the clone of Harlem Van Sultan couldn't help but say, "It turns out that you can really use pseudo-divine power, but this is not in line with the laws of this plane, why can a mortal actually fight against a god high above?"

Ryan finally couldn't bear the words of this Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger, and he said in a mocking tone: "I admit that I am only a mortal, but please take a good look at yourself before saying this, right?

"You, how dare you blaspheme my divine might!" The Clone of the Harlem Van Sultan seemed to tremble with anger when he heard Lane's words, but Ryan could completely see that this Clone of the Harlem Van Sultan was not really angry, but fearful. Because of Lane's words, it had to face a fact that it had always avoided: this self-righteous guy was nothing more than a doppelganger after all, and its power did not belong to itself. In that case, what right does this doppelganger have to despise others?