I Possessed the Sun God

　　 Outside the city of Gandros, in the endless forest.

　　 A black boot abruptly stepped on the dim fallen leaves. The owner of the boot was wearing a white priest's clothes with a shining light on the back.

　　 "Jorez, this seems to be an endless forest."

　　Sketil, who had just left from Gandros, covered a towering tree with his palm.

　　 His mouth opened silently, and his voice condensed into silk threads, which was accurately transmitted to the ears of the goddess, "I remember the believers of that false **** are all in the endless forest."

　　 "The "Mainland Convention" prohibits professionals in the church from killing non-professional believers in other churches unless the other party is guilty." The golden light in the eyes of the attendant Jorez appeared little by little.

"My lord is merciful and did not impose divine punishment on these evil pagans, but they did not thank my lord at all. Instead, they prayed to the false gods and strengthened the power of the false gods. They are all guilty." Skettier accepted without hesitation. Then, the black energy in his hand gushed out, and the towering tree withered down in just a moment.

"And..." Skettier took out a mask from the ring of space and covered it on his face. The mask spread down from his face like a living thing, until it covered his whole body. After a while, Skettier could From a shriveled middle-aged man to a sturdy man in black leather armor, the surrounding momentum has also changed a lot. "It was Valen Bartlett of the Death Mutual Aid Association who killed them."

　　Jolez the Attendant opened the "Book of Dawn" in his hand, and prayed silently by leaning on the tree, Skettier smiled, he drew a black broadsword from the ring of space, and walked out in a stride.

For a person praying for the death, the power of death is always eroding the body of the professional. Most of the praying for the death will choose to transform themselves into the undead when they reach the rank of the senior professional, so that the power of death will be countered. Come and become a nutrient to strengthen yourself.

　　 But as a prayer who believes in the dawn, the Lord of Dawn’s aversion to the undead is doomed to the church professionals who cannot transform themselves into the undead.

　　 So he needs to pump life energy regularly to fight the power of death.

　　 And there is nothing more than the life energy contained in life itself.

　　 In the forest, a group of primitive people with their faces and bodies painted on their faces and bodies happily walked through the forest happily with two fat pigs on their faces and bodies covered with animal skins.

　　 For them, the two fat pigs are enough for all the people who have fallen to eat for several days, which also means that they don't have to risk hunting for food in the next few days.

　　 Just when they were about to reach the tribe, a big man blocked their way back to the tribe.

Under the gaze of many primitive people, Skettier, who turned into a big man, laughed, "Oh, fresh life, let me help you return to the embrace of death, remember, it is the Death Mutual Aid Association that killed you. Valen Bartlett."

　　 Suddenly, the big man felt a burst of danger. Some kind of giant in the sky blocked the sun, and cast a shadow on the ground that enveloped the primitive man and the big man together.

　　The owner of the shadow is a large, oppressive black dragon whose scales are as cold as black iron, full of coldness in the sun.

The horns on the top of its head extend back to form a crown-like shape. A scar on the eye and face spreads straight down from the forehead, and has been submerged into the long beard of the lower jaw. There is a residue of black blood on it, and the whole body is exuding. Strong **** smell.

　　 The dragon just stood there, and the dignified power made the bodies of the primitive people tremble for no reason.

　　 "Demi-God-level Primordial Black Dragon."

　　 Seeing this dragon, Skettier's heart trembled and his scalp became numb.

　　Black Dragon, a dragon of chaotic evil camp, has a little respect for the five-color dragon queen Tiamat. They like to rob treasures. Once they encounter powerful professionals, they will rob and order them to hand over their treasures.

The black dragon's narrow eyes were half-squinted at Sktyl, and the small but prominent dark pupils were full of disgust. "Just when I returned to the main plane, I saw the **** of the Death Mutual Aid Society. Go to the underworld to present me to your president. Gree Guli says hello and tell him that I will send all the bits and pieces of the Death Mutual Aid Society down to see him."

　　 The black dragon opened his mouth, and a terrifying heat emerged from the giant beast’s throat, spouting.

　　 is dragon's breath!

　　The danger in Skettier’s mind exploded suddenly, he did not hesitate to stand up the protective magic, and at the same time said, "Wait, I am not from the Death Mutual Aid Society..."

The next moment, the dragon's breath like a flowing fire flooded Skettier, and the air was distorted due to the high temperature. The magical aura was only shattered after a flash, and Skettier wailed in the dragon's breath before it had time. The fly ash disappeared.

"problem occurs."

　　 At the moment of Sktil's death, Jorez, the Attendant leaning against the tree, suddenly opened his eyes, and the "Book of Dawn" quickly turned the page~www.NovelMTL.com~ The golden light in his eyes skyrocketed.

　　 A picture suddenly appeared in his vision. A huge black dragon held Skettier's space ring, and a joyful smile appeared on his hideous eyes.

　　 "A demigod-level Primordial black dragon killed Skettier for treasure!"

A thought just flashed in the mind of the attendant Joelz, the next moment the picture in his eyes collapsed, a dangerous premonition rose from the bottom of his heart, the dragon's breath that covered the sky and the sun sprayed out from a distance, and everything he passed was turned into ash.

　　 The huge size of the black dragon rises from the endless forest, and the dark eyes reflect the appearance of Jorez the Attendant.

　　 "I found you, peeping at my crap, you also go to die together."

　　 The "Book of Dawn" in Chorrez's hand flipped rapidly, "The Lord said..."

　　 Suddenly, the severe pain spread from the root of the tooth, and quickly spread to the entire side of the face. The big prophecy that was about to be exited suddenly stopped, and the divine power that was about to gush out suddenly collapsed.

Oops!

　　 Chorrez's head was blank.

　　 The next moment, he and the big tree behind him were swallowed by the dragon's breath and annihilated.

　　The black dragon flew down from the sky, his huge claws caught the "Book of Dawn" that fell to the ground, and a happy smile appeared on his hideous face, "Legendary Book of Magic."

　　 opened his mouth and swallowed the book into his stomach, the black dragon fanned his fat wings and flew towards the distance.

　　Gandros, in the tower of the mage, the spinning wheel of fate in Jiang Hao's palm was creaking, and the silk threads of fate were woven and quickly sank into the void.

　　 Suddenly, the spinning wheel paused, and words appeared one by one.

　　 "Pray for the dead Sktil, death √"

　　 "Jorez the Attendant, death √"