The Bright Realm is still breezy and cloudy, and there is no change because its owner Apollo Ding has swallowed up half of his soul and half of his godhead, and the Sun Temple hanging high in the sky is still burning with raging flames, everything is so normal, except for Apollo Ding who is lying on the floor of a room somewhere in the temple.

Of course, even so, she had a piece of paper and a pen in her hand, "The will from the depths of the Godhead makes it impossible for me to hurt the man, the seed in my belly," Apollo Ding stretched out a hand and stroked his belly with some curiosity.

Although her form is a Luo Li, but in essence this is just a kind of self-protection after injury, the inner physiological mechanism is fully mature, and it is natural to reproduce, according to her calculations, if you ignore and let the seeds in your stomach grow freely, it will be produced by itself in about a hundred years in the world of Faeron.

At this moment, Apollo Ding has been completely invaded by Don Quixote's soul fragments, and at the same time, he has also exerted the power of that trace of rules to the fullest, using love and family affection to bind a person, which is usually the most reliable and the most difficult way to restrain a person.

But it's a pity that this time, Apollo Ding's fertilized egg in the belly made a mistake, as the saying goes, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, there are such extremely magical soul fragments, there is an even more magical sun god Apollo Ding, a person who can have both emotion and reason, and will always be pure reason prevails, her dictionary does not have the words 'unbearable', if she is using a Chinese dictionary.

So when she fully experienced this feeling, she couldn't help laughing a few times, "It's really a great existence, but it's a pity that you chose to restrain me in the wrong way, this kind of thing can't control me!"

It seems to feel the malice of her mother, this ball of light like a fertilized egg continues to emit pitiful, or pleading fluctuations, but unfortunately, this fertilized egg met a goddess with a stone heart, or a femme fatale, her heart is still full of love for this unborn child, but her reason tells herself that this child cannot be born, the reason is very simple, now although Apollo Ding's half godhead and half of the power of the divine soul have been swallowed, but in fact they still exist in this fertilized egg, and they have not disappeared out of thin air, so as long as she eats this fertilized egg, can still get back most of the power she has lost, even if part of the power has passed in the process of conversion, she can at least restore herself to the previous eighty percent of her strength, so that relying on her final hole cards, she can still ensure her current combat effectiveness.

So, thinking of this, Apollo Ding slowly sat up, stretched out his hand, a faint golden light wrapped it, it looked like some kind of glass product, crystal clear, but unfortunately this beauty did not last long, just a breath later, this hand like a work of art was pierced by Apollo Ding into her lower abdomen, straight to her womb, but even so, Apollo Ding still did not change her face, as if it was not her own body, let the wound spray blood, she still groped in the womb, obviously trying to find the fertilized egg.

At this time, this fertilized egg has been panicked to an extreme, although it is not conscious, but it has instinct, according to the record of instinct, it could have been born smoothly and quietly, but it met a mother who is more weird than it, so in fact, from the beginning, the fate of this fertilized egg is destined to be tragic.

"Po~" The blood-stained hand was pulled out of Apollo Ding's womb, and there was even a slight air popping sound due to the imbalance in air pressure, but it sounded and looked so creepy.

You can imagine the scene at this time, a sweet and cute little Lori, with a faint smile on her face, a huge wound on one side of her lower abdomen, and even the internal organs inside, a blood-stained hand holding a bloody bead, this ball of light, which was originally composed of pure souls, has really become a fertilized egg, and the slightest dark red blood drips on the floor from time to time, if this kind of plot is seen by Don Quixote, he will definitely slap his thigh and roar This must be an American third-rate fear movie, full of ketchup and rubber props

"I'm really sorry," didn't care about the body that was still bleeding, Apollo Ding was a little affectionate, and a little reluctant to look at the fertilized egg in his hand, "I'm not a qualified mother, if you let you appear in this world, it will hurt you, maybe you will be more miserable at that time, with a mother like me"

"Eminem~" Apollo Ding's eyes were really full of true feelings, but she really didn't hesitate to throw the fertilized egg into her mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it, but at this time, Apollo Ding was the same as Peter Pan Gu back then, overconfident, or the opponent was too cunning, in short, the fertilized egg escaped a strange fluctuation, attached to a corner of the Sun Temple, through the power given to it by its mother, absorbing the residual power of faith, hibernating, and all this, Apollo Ding did not notice――

"Conclusion,' The free soul is definitely the most dangerous existence in the world for the true god, whether it is the doppelganger of the true god, or the body, as long as it is touched by fragments, it will definitely lose half of the godhead and soul, and give birth to a descendant for this man, although I am because of my own heavenly surname, of course, human beings like to call this surname cruel, but how can those insects understand, as a true god, how important reason is, although I can forcibly devour that strange little ball of light because of the heavenly surname, and regain some of the power, but in fact, the sequelae of being invaded by this divine soul still exists。 ”

Because the experiment was very successful, the next experiment to contact the body is no longer needed, after all, even the sun god, it is unlikely to suffer the consequences of being torn apart half of the godhead twice in a row, that may really make her sleep for a long time, so at this moment, Apollo Ding, who feels a little weak, has returned to his bedroom, lying on his huge princess bed, writing the follow-up of the experiment.

"Sequelae, the impact of this soul fragment on the true god is not temporary, even if I have devoured that seed at the moment, but in the depths of my consciousness, I still love this human being who I have barely seen, and I also feel extremely guilty for devouring my own child, of course, for me, these cannot affect me, I can easily strip these emotions from my reason, but for the other six true gods, the lethality of this fragment is absolutely undoubted. ”

At this point, Apollo Ding stopped his pen, put the pieces of paper aside, turned out the earliest paper, and changed the purpose of the record on it, from making the god-king pregnant to obtaining the fragment of the godhead of Mithra, obviously she already knew the special surname of this free soul, the fragment of the godhead was necessary, and it didn't matter whose soul it was, because its only function was to provide the fragment with the power of jumping.

"Bang~" After writing all this, Apollo Ding lay down on the bed a little tired, losing nearly two layers of strength for no reason, which is equivalent to losing a complete moon god's power for the second strongest true god of Faeron.

"Get the fragment of Mithra's godhead" The confused Apollo Ding muttered this sentence several times, obviously wanting Misra to cut off the fragment of her godhead, the only possible surname is to let her cut a piece of it willingly, and so far in the entire world of Feren, the only person who can make her do so is her voters.

In other words, there had to be a person who could reach the limits of a realm mage, and then have a devout belief in Misla, and then gain Misla's favor so that she would be willing to give up a small fragment of Godhead to this person, and Apollo Ding's only chance was to intercept this small fragment of Godhead, which was obviously still impossible

"Wait," Suddenly, Apollo Ding sat up suddenly, at present, in the entire world of Faeron, except for her, even the soul fragment himself does not know that his soul fragment has such a great lethality to the true god, so if she can help this man become a true god of law, when Mishra descends his godhead, it is when Mishra throws himself into the net, and he doesn't even need to have any conflict with Mishra to calculate the original god king as a cripple without knowing it, and of course, by the way, let the man he loves so much have a demigod offspringMaybe he'll thank himself, or maybe -

Strength has always been a double-edged sword, it can bring stability at the same time, it will also bring turmoil, after all, people have strength, they will have ambitions, and if they have ambitions, they want to get more things, then there will be battles, so in the world of Faerun, since ancient times, the cultivation methods of the capable can only be circulated among a few people, and occasionally some other people have gained strength, and they can only join this circle, the purpose is to maintain the rule, just like those most advanced technologies on the earth, the best scientists can only be in the hands of a few rulers, and only in this way can the ruled be unable to resist。

But this rule since ancient times, was recently established by the newly established Third Republic of Sambia, this rising power like a shining star invaded the entire state of Sambia with lightning speed, the original ruler Duke George and his cronies, including a large number of local nobles fled, but the so-called strong dragon does not suppress the snake, although these nobles who left the local forces fled to other countries, but they are no longer the scenery of the past, and naturally hate the so-called German Third Republic from the bottom of their hearts。

But before their hatred reached Sambia, another news that shocked all the nobles of the world spread through the newspaper of the Harpermen's League, that the Third Republic of Germany was to establish the world's first academy in Sambia, the full name of ' As long as you choose to settle in Sambia, no matter what your past identity was, you can enter this school and get a key that can change your destiny, called Power.

Of course, with Don Quixote's cunning, he gave the Harpists League the latest headlines and advertised it through this newspaper.

From then on, the Third Republic of Germany recruited teachers from all over the world, and the minimum requirements must be mid-level knights, middle-level mages, and alchemists, with more than ten years of experience in the study of alchemy, or possession of one or more inventions. ’

"I suppose the aristocrats must have thought we were crazy," said Don Quixote, standing in the tallest rector's office in the sprawling new academy city, reading the newspaper.

"They don't know how to let go," Li Ang put down the teacup in his hand, "so naturally I can't understand how powerful the country created by this method will be, I can even meet that in the future, the Six Rings Council will be full of domain mages, knight kings, as long as they give us time, the bloodline has brought them too many constraints"

"Your Excellency Don Quixote, you don't want to leave again, you also have a part in the interview with the teacher~."

(To be continued.) )