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"Divine power is also a kind of power, and the domain skills blessed by the divine power will become more powerful, for example, the skill I used when I fought against the strong man of the life system just now is essentially just an ordinary "Spear of White Bone", but with the blessing of the divine power of death, it becomes a terrifying "Spear of Death" ......"

"Not bad!" Ron nodded secretly, remembering that the first time he used the power of death, he still used a more ordinary bone spear, but it was this ordinary bone spear that almost destroyed half of Acinarius, a frontier town of the Holy Roman Empire.

"Hehe, the so-called gods are not something mysterious, they are just strong people who have fused the power of the law, Ron, if you can fuse the power of the law, you can also become a god! I don't mean the powerhouse of the god domain who uses the power of the gods, but the real gods!"

Klein said with a smile.

"Fusion Law Power?" Ron laughed dumbly when he heard this, for him, not to mention the power of the Law of Death, it was so difficult to even improve the realm, as for becoming a true god, Ron was just thinking about it.

Although Klein said it easily, how could the gap between gods and mortals be bridged by talent and hard work?

"So, what do you do...... In order to comprehend the power of the "partial" law, so as to produce divine power?"

Just as Ron and Klein were discussing "divine power" in full swing, a crisp voice interjected, and the two looked back, but it was Frigga who had finished her cultivation at some point, quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

Klein's unreserved conversation with Ron not only opened Ron's mouth, but also helped her.

Klein smiled, "This thing, it depends on everyone's understanding and opportunity, among all the powerhouses in the Divine Domain, the one who can truly comprehend the power of the law "partial" and can produce divine power by himself, one out of ten is good!"

Frigga let out an "oh", with a hint of disappointment in her eyes, but as a genius, she was also quickly relieved, no matter what, her strength always had to rely on her own cultivation.

At this time, Pamir also woke up from his slumber and smiled at everyone.

"Now that everyone is almost recovering, let's go!" said Crane, propping himself up on the ground and struggling to his feet.

Ron and Frigga also stood up, Ron pushed his wheelchair, and Friga and Klein walked ahead and continued deeper into the seventeenth floor of Batllos Prison......

Since everyone was injured, it was quite slow to get up, especially Ron and Crane, who pulled the wound with every step they took, and they had to frown and hold on.

But Ron was not lonely along the way, since Crane instructed Ron in terms of divine power, Ron also let down his guard, the two talked all the way, and soon became friends who talked about everything, Klein seemed to have become Ron's mentor, not only pointed out Ron's cultivation, but also told him a lot of things about the undead master plane.

Ron slowly let his guard down, and his liking for Klein grew.

As I walked, the cave became narrower and narrower, and soon, two bifurcated openings suddenly appeared on the road ahead, and there were two bifurcated openings, one left and one right, which could only accommodate two or three people side by side with the size of guò, revealing an eerie atmosphere, and I couldn't see it at a glance.

Frigga hesitantly looked at the two swarthy holes and stopped, looking at Ron.

"Which way shall we go?"

"Crane, what do you say?"

Ron turned to ask Crane.

Klein looked at the two holes and shook his head helplessly, "I don't know!"

At this time, Pamir, who was in a wheelchair, muttered, "I think this is good, I will build yì Let's go separately, and send one person to each of the two forks to explore the way, if the black vortex leading to the seventeenth floor appears, turn back!"

The plan proposed by the Pamir was agreed by everyone, and Friga was the first to respond, "I'll go to the hole on the left!"

"Then I'll go to the hole on the right!" Klein said, "Ron, in this case, you and Pamir stay where you are and wait for us!"

Ron was startled, "How can this be done?" Klein, you have injuries on your body, so I'd better go! You and Pamir are waiting for me in the same place, and I'll come back to inform you when I find my way!"

"Nonsense! aren't you hurt?" said Klein, with a wrinkled face, "I'd better go!"

After some arguing, Crane finally relented, and Ron and Frigga went into the two holes, leaving Crane and Pamir to wait where they were.

Pamir and Klein glanced at each other, and each looked away, for some reason, the two never got acquainted.

Crane didn't say a word, walked to the corner of the wall by himself, sat down, took out a water bladder from the space ring, opened it, "Boom...... Knock ......" took a few sips and wiped his mouth.

looked at Pamir and smiled slightly, "Give-"

With a flick of his hand, the water bladder flew flat towards the Pamir.

"Thank you!"

Pamir caught it steadily, and he was not polite, picked up the water bladder and drank a few sips, and then reversed, "No!"

Klein frowned, this is his last water bladder, although the undead don't have much need for water, but it's troublesome to drink without water, he thought for a while, "I seem to remember that we seemed to pass through a river when we came, so let's wait here, I'll go find water!"

As he spoke, he struggled to his feet and limped back.

Pamir watched Crane's figure walk in front of him, and at this time, his smiling face slowly sank, "Hmph, I want to see what tricks you kid does!"

After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair and quietly followed.

Unlike Ron, Pamir had a special wariness of Crane, a mysterious necromancer, and he feared that Crane would be bad for Ron.

Due to his injury, Klein did not walk fast, did not release the spirit sense to investigate, nor did he use reconnaissance skills such as crows and ghosts, like an ordinary person, Pamir has professional military training, stalking, stalking is a piece of cake for him, he is behind Crane, carefully hiding his figure, unhurried to follow.

Crane continued to walk forward, noticing nothing, and after a while, he appeared in the underground river that he had passed when he first arrived.

Crane crouched down, took out a water bladder from the spatial ring, pressed it into the water, and the icy river flowed through it, making a "goo-dong...... The sound of "...... bang" splashed countless bubbles.

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much? He has no ill will towards us at all?" Pamir said to himself as he looked condescendingly at a protruding stone not far away.

Crane quickly filled one water bladder, took out several more water bladders and filled them one by one, and finally he picked up a handful of river water, began to wash his face, and then took off his already tattered necromancer robe, and took out another black necromancer robe from the spatial ring and replaced it.

Pamir looked at it for a long time, but nothing appeared, and was about to turn back when suddenly, with a "click-" sound, something fell out of Crane's newly changed necromancer robes.

Pamir looked down, his body shaking, and his eyes showed a look of extreme disbelief.

"What?"

What fell out of Klein's clothes was nothing else, it was a red silk regiment armband inscribed with the word "swastika".

In the dim cavern, the bright red silk armband, the black blood "swastika" character was particularly eye-catching, Pamir stared at this thing blankly, and his mind went blank.

How could Klein have this on his body?

"Is it ......?"

Pamir's body trembled, and he thought of a terrible truth, his pupils opened Boss, "Could it be that he is...... Could he be ......?"