Demon King

　　 It took a long time for Ivo to calm down the soul that was shocked by the truth.

The high gods hide so much sordidness, which strengthened Ivo's murderous intentions.

"How are you going to wake up my high status?"

The saint slowly said: "My soul is the key to open the high position. I will divide my soul and turn it into the purest energy, allowing you to reach the high position."

Ivo was surprised, "This way your consciousness will disappear, which is equivalent to annihilation!"

"History turned into legends, legends turned into myths, and myths were annihilated in a long river of time. I am just...the guy who should have left long ago."

The saint smiled openly, "Maybe I will die, but the things I love will continue."

Ivo is silent.

The saint grabbed Ivo’s hand, covered Ivo’s palm with his luminous semi-imaginary palm, and patted it as if it were a solid object. It seemed to be encouragement, perhaps thanks, or inheritance, and smiled and said: “In the future The world of yours, I leave it to you."

The saint's soul shone brightly, and Ivo couldn't help closing his eyes, his eyes blank.

When he opened his eyes again to restore his sight, the saint had disappeared without a trace, and only a billowing luminous gem was left lying quietly on the palm of Ivo's hand.

"He erased his consciousness..." Old German appeared with complicated eyes, "turned himself into the most precious soul stone in the world, and his soul contained the core fragments of the world, and it was this thing that guarded him. There will be no unexplainable natural disasters in the world."

The choice of the saints also made the old German respect.

Iwo pursed his mouth, looked serious and solemn, and squeezed the soul stone of the ancient god. A trace of extraordinary energy flowed into his body from the soul stone. Something in his body seemed to have awakened, with an inexplicable feeling. , Born from every corner of the body.

That's the feeling of being reborn!

I don't know how long it took.

Ivo opened his eyes.

The world in my eyes is already very different.

It's like a person who has been short-sighted for many years suddenly returns to normal.

Everything is so clear, it seems that you can hear the breath of everything.

Ivo squeezed his fist, dormant quietly in his body with an indescribable force.

He has achieved a high position, and the blood of the sleeping ancient **** has quietly awakened.

Ivo is now no longer a pure simulacrum, but can also be called the blood of the ancient gods.

Looking down, the ancient god's soul stone dimmed a lot, but there was still a lot of power remaining.

"Perhaps it can also awaken some of the people who have reached the legendary rank of high-ranking qualifications." Ivo's eyes lit up.

Thinking of the tribe, Ivo inevitably thinks of the three curses. He can clearly feel the heavy shackles of the three curses in his blood.

Ivo raised his hand. The original chaos was born at the fingertips, gradually expanding and turning into a ring. Starting from the fingertips, he swept Ivo's whole body, like washing the dirt, the three curses that have plagued the simulacrum for hundreds of years. It was washed away so easily.

Ivo only felt relieved all over, as if he had taken off an invisible burden.

He stretched out his hand to scratch his forehead, and a group of dark blue flames was caught. This is the devil seed of Old Germany. After these years of accumulation, one-third of his strength has been restored.

With his hands together, all kinds of energies around him rushed violently, condensing into primitive chaotic energy, rushing into the demon seeds like a tsunami, and the strength of the old German recovered at a terrifying speed.

"boom!"

Finally, the demon seeds were saturated, just like a plant germinating, and suddenly split, the body of the demon lord of the old German finally grew out of the faint blue ice flame, hundreds of meters huge.

"Hahaha, this king has finally recovered!"

Old German was ecstatic.

Ivo felt a little bit tired, and it took him a lot of effort to repair Old German's body. He was not yet familiar with the power of high positions.

The momentum of Lao De's restoration of his high position alarmed the gods of the dead world in the Sea of ​​Anxi. Ivo's perception covered an unknown distance, and he noticed that the gods, who were also high, were approaching at high speed. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, The picture suddenly appeared in his mind, as if the ubiquitous air was his eyes. He "saw" Tanatos flapping his wings, flying across the sky, and arriving soon.

Ivo and Old German's eyes met, and both of them understood the meaning from each other's eyes.

Now, it's time for separation.

"Boy, thank you." Lao De solemnly thanked him rarely.

Ivo grinned, "No, I should thank you for choosing me."

Old De Weng laughed angrily, "Well, it doesn't matter who thanked anyone. The adventures of these decades with you are the happiest experience for this king. No matter what enemies he faces, I will keep it in mind. , This king will always stand behind you! Purgatory will always be your backing!"

The figure of Tanathos appeared on the horizon, and Old German took a look and sneered: "Damn gods, all are a bunch of scumbags." The devil's horns on his head waved, the space was torn apart, and the purgatory passage appeared. At last, Old German glanced at Ivo, swaggered into the passage of purgatory, and disappeared without a trace.

Ivo took out the church crown and the white scepter, opened the passage of the main world, and also left the land of return.

Tanatos, who had arrived late, landed where they stood before, with a gloomy face, and the presence of a high position stepped on his site without knowing it would make a sound, which was tantamount to provocation and made him very annoyed.

"Twilight is coming, forget it, don't have branches." Tanatos muttered to himself.

...

Hokuriku, a city that hasn't been established for a long time, this is a city established in a fair manner after the rise of the mockers.

In the past few decades, the Simulators have conquered large tracts of territory in the Northland with powerful combat power, destroyed the Kingdoms of Kushuang and Renault, and established their own kingdoms.

There has been no contact for decades, and the tribe of mockers knows that Ivo is the king of Abraham. However, Ames insists on using his method to revitalize the race, and is unwilling to go to Ivo. It is not like a stranger, but the ways are different.

Today, decades later, Ivo came to the country established by Ames for the first time.

Entering the majestic palace, all the modelers in the field looked at him, and their faces were surprised.

"Ivo!"

"How did you come?"

Ames, wearing a crown on the throne, frowned, "What are you here for?"

Ivo glanced at the acquaintances in the crowd, his father Mok, Anthony, Uncle Shadow, Boss Bogotá, and Gooding who had changed his body. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "I succeeded. "

Emers stood up violently, not daring to say: "Did you...break the curse?!"

Ivo nodded affirmatively, and when he raised his hand, the surrounding elements poured into his body without the slightest repulsion.

The mockers were in an uproar, with shocked faces, and they all surrounded them.

Emers looked excited, "Ivo, can you cast off the curse for the tribe?"

"This is the purpose of my visit." Ivo raised his hand, and the chaos spread out, sweeping the body of every member of the tribe.

The simulations were incredibly aware of the changes in their bodies ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The shadow of the curse that had enveloped them for hundreds of years, but they were relieved by Ivo's understatement, each of them was beyond words of excitement.

Emers trembled with excitement, tears streaming down his body.

"It succeeded... we finally succeeded!"

Yiwo silently waited for the excited tribe to calm down.

Emers looked at Ivo with complicated eyes, and sighed: "You succeeded before me." His heart is very complicated, and he lost to Ivo by the method he insisted on for hundreds of years.

"You said, ‘May we never regret when we reach the end of the road’, that’s you."

Emers laughed, no longer lonely, "You are right... No, I should be right."

Ivo looked around, "There is another thing, I need your help."

Ames sternly said: "You are the benefactor of the race, and we will agree to all your requirements."

Ivo took out the soul stone of the ancient **** and told the truth to the entire tribe. After the frightened people eased, he revealed the true purpose, "I am not enough to fight against the gods. This soul stone can I need your help to awaken the high-ranking qualifications in the bloodline of the impersonator."

Emers and the people looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

"Don't hesitate to die!"

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