After going into the sea, I met Miss Witch - Chapter 270 Above the True God (asking for monthly votes at the beginning of the month)
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Chapter 270 Above the True God (asking for monthly votes at the beginning of the month~)
The gray mist flows and freezes into shape.
In the magnificent gray hall, Ryan’s body emerges.
Opening his eyes, Ryan looked at the “Headquarters of the Overturned Hall” in front of him, and interest appeared in his eyes.
He has always been very curious about the “Overturned Hall”.
The status of this thing, in his opinion, is much higher than that of a true artifact.
After all, the wonder of real projection is even more advanced than the wonderful use of the “world” of the true god level-spiritual appearance.
After looking for a long time, Ryan withdrew his gaze without finding anything.
After all, he is not a scholar, and it is really difficult for him to observe some of the mysteries of the Overturned Hall with his naked eyes.
“You, are Ryan Rayland?”
A gentle voice came from the front.
Ryan looked up and saw a figure sitting on the throne quietly emerging in the depths of the gray hall.
“Sorry, for special reasons, I can’t get up, so I can only sit here and communicate with you.”
“My name is Valen Carlomon.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly: “First King of the Star Empire?”
“You can call me that.” Valen, the First King of the Star Empire, said with a faint smile: “I heard about your deeds from Akloi.”
“In fact, I paid attention to you a long time ago.”
“It’s just that what I saw was a knight named ‘Purple Wind’.”
Ryan’s face remained unchanged.
The Palace of Overturning was passed on to Akloi by Valen, the First King of the Star Empire.
Now it seems that although most of the authority is in the hands of Akloi, Valen, the First King of the Star Empire, still has the right to peek.
Ryan was not surprised by this.
He said simply and directly: “Mr. Valen, why are you meeting me this time?”
“Mr…” Hearing this title, Valen, the First King of the Star Empire, smiled, knowing that Ryan was far less awed by the secular kingship than ordinary people, and he didn’t care about it.
After all, at the level of the true god, the so-called secular rules really don’t have much meaning.
Or to be more precise, the existence of the true god level does not need to care about secular rules at all.
“Of course it’s to see you.”
“After all, we are fighting partners who have signed a cooperation agreement.” The tone of the first king of the Star Empire, Valen, was as smiling as before.
Ryan shook his head slightly: “I think you may have misunderstood something.”
“The object of my cooperation is Ms. Akloi, not you.”
“As for the relationship between you and Ms. Akloi, it is meaningless to me.”
“Interesting.” The first king of the Star Empire, Valen, laughed: “It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, anyway, it’s all for the purpose of defeating the Golden Church.”
“Today’s meeting, this is enough.”
“Sir Ryan Rayland, this is my gift. I look forward to your brilliant performance on the day of your return.”
The figure of the first king of the Star Empire, Valen, was gradually hidden in the gray mist in the laughter, and at the same time, a gray light ball flew in front of Ryan.
“Gift?”
Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at it.
It was a gray mask, similar in style to the Overturning Mask he had obtained before, but more profound and restrained.
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[Main Mask of Overturning No. 7: One of the main masks derived from the “Main Artifact” – Overturning Palace. After wearing it, you can simulate different faces according to your own ideas (you can also make the mask transparent to show your true appearance), and it is difficult for external reconnaissance means to see through and lock (eighth level and below).
When wearing this mask, silently recite “Overturning Palace” in your heart, and you can be teleported to the “Overturning Palace” in one second (autonomous teleportation, no usage restrictions, and no consumption). 】
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Looking at the introduction of the mask in front of him, Ryan’s eyes were full of surprise.
“Main mask… Sub-mask…”
Compared to his previous sub-mask, the main mask has been epically enhanced in its original function.
Below the eighth level, no one can see through the hidden effect of the “Overturning Mask”, which is simply terrifying.
What is the concept of the eighth level?
Sixth-order demigod, seventh-order true god, until today, Ryan finally knew the specific title of the eighth-order – the main god.
And the quality above the true artifact is called the main artifact!
The main god…
The strongest existence Ryan personally encountered, the Rusted Steel Wind Dragon at the top of the Dream Two Stars, converted, is almost only the strength of the top of the senior true god, and is still a long way from the eighth-order main god.
“Sure enough, similar to my guess, the body of the Overturned Palace is a peerless treasure above the level of a true artifact.”
“I just don’t know why such a treasure is in the hands of the first king of the Star Empire…”
Putting away the main mask, Ryan was thoughtful.
Looking at the empty gray hall, Ryan chose to exit.
As the gray fog dissipated, Ryan had returned to the captain’s room of the Overturned when his vision returned to normal.
“How is it?”
As soon as he returned, Achloe’s smiling voice rang beside Ryan’s ears.
“I can’t see clearly.” Ryan shook his head: “The gray fog is too thick, but Mr. Valen’s strength is stronger than I thought. I have more confidence in tomorrow’s decisive battle.”
“How did you see that?” Akroy was curious: “The gray fog can obscure people’s perception.”
“Intuition.” Ryan smiled, but didn’t mean to explain too much.
Seeing this, Acroy didn’t ask any more questions: “Okay, I’m just a messenger.”
“Listen to what you said, you and your grandfather don’t have a good relationship?” Ryan said.
“How should I put it?” Akroy said without any hesitation: “Although we are only three generations apart, my grandfather and I haven’t met many times.”
“Since I can remember, my grandfather has been living in the palace.”
“If it hadn’t been for this decisive battle, I think he would have been able to stay here for a long time.”
There was some indescribable charm in Acroy’s voice.
Ryan didn’t understand what it meant, but he didn’t want to delve deeper: “That’s it.”
“…”
There was silence for a while.
Ryan stood up and said, “If nothing happens, I’ll leave first.”
“As you please.” Acroy smiled.
“By the way, although I have already told you, I still have to say it again – at eight o’clock tomorrow, the fleet will set off towards the New World and land on time at 12 o’clock, and the day of the decisive battle will be then.”
“Got it.” Ryan waved his hand and left the room.
Watching Ryan’s disappearing back, Akoroy took a deep breath. The next moment, her body was shrouded in gray mist, and soon she arrived in the gray palace.
Looking at the silent “First King” above him, Acroy’s expression was extremely calm.
“Tomorrow is the decisive battle, and everything will come to an end tomorrow.”
“Ackroy, my granddaughter, you don’t seem very happy?”
Waren, the first king of Star Empire, said softly.
“No.” Acroy shook his head: “I just…”
She lowered her head and swallowed her words halfway.
“I am looking forward.”
“That’s it, that’s good.”
The king’s voice echoed quietly, just like before.
…
When he returned to the Black Rose, Ryan saw Da Zi whining on the deck.
Looking at its big, eager eyes, Ryan glared at the guy angrily, but still took out the dream-level flesh and blood from the space ring and threw it away.
“Ouch!”
He opened his mouth and swallowed it. Looking at Da Zi who fell asleep almost instantly, Ryan shook his head helplessly.
Dream-level flesh and blood contains huge energy. With Da Zi’s current strength, it is very difficult to digest. Therefore, he will use hibernation to greatly speed up the digestion speed.
Raising his hand and touching the rough head scales of this guy, Ryan’s eyes were filled with wonder.
As a natural evolution form of red light, Da Zi’s strength increases at a terrifying rate with a sufficient supply of flesh and blood.
A few days ago, it was at the legendary limit. After absorbing and digesting a few pieces of dream-level flesh and blood, it directly entered the realm of demigods.
If other professionals were to know about such an advance in strength, they would probably shed tears of envy.
Eating and drinking can improve your strength. Who doesn’t like this kind of physique?
Even Ryan was a little envious.
Although the speed of his strength improvement is not slow, he has experienced countless life-and-death battles during this period, and it is not as easy as Da Zi.
Patting Da Zi on the head, Ryan stepped to the upper deck.
Freni was in seclusion in her room, not knowing what she was doing.
And Cecilia has also been mysterious recently.
Although Ryan was curious, he didn’t want to ask.
If they were willing to talk, the two women would naturally tell him.
After thinking for a while, he sat cross-legged on the deck, closed his eyes and meditated, constructing and perfecting the Star Spirit Swordsmanship in the world of consciousness.
The fourth sword skill – Star Spirit Sword Domain, only supplements his means of dealing with enemies who rely on the “world”.
If you really encounter a strong enemy, the effect that the Star Spirit Sword Domain can have is very limited.
He needs a truly explosive sword skill.
Time passes quickly in meditation.
On the eve of the return ceremony, the members of the Four Kings Pirate Group were preparing for the decisive battle.
The calm before the storm gave Ryan some long-lost leisure.
Unknowingly, the setting sun and dusk came quietly.
…
New World.
Golden cathedral.
The dim yellow light passes through the colored windows of the dome and falls on the ground and stone pillars, reflecting the colorful shimmer.
On both sides of the bright red carpet, there are priests in uniform robes on the left, and fully armed knights on the right.
At the forefront of the team were the black-robed high priest and the white-robed high priest with their heads lowered.
They all have at least the strength of a demigod.
At this moment, no matter their identity, everyone lowered their heads.
A silent chill enveloped them.
“Tap tap… tap tap…”
At this time, there was a clear sound of footsteps outside the Golden Cathedral.
The black-robed high priest looked up, and when he saw the visitor, his pupils shrank slightly.
It was a man with a smiling face and long golden hair.
He is not very old and looks to be in his thirties, but the crown on his head shows how extraordinary this person is.
he. How would it appear here?
The black-robed chief priest frowned: “Your Majesty, why are you here?”
Your Majesty… In today’s New World, the only ones worthy of this title are:
The current emperor of the Star Empire – Alomon V.
Faced with the “question” from the black-robed high priest, King Alomon V smiled lightly: “Of course, it was your respected Pope who invited me here.”
Silently, in the deepest part of the Golden Cathedral, an old man’s figure appeared.
He looked at Alomon V, his tone was neither sad nor happy: “Why don’t I remember that I invited you?”
Hearing this, Alomon V stopped and smiled: “The whole world belongs to the king. The New World is the territory of the Star Empire. Do I need your consent to go anywhere I want?”
Hearing these extremely sharp words, all the demigods present frowned.
Although in name, the Star Empire is the owner of the New World, it is just that the Golden Church is too lazy to pay attention.
Now, we don’t care about you, but you come to us and ask to be slapped in the face?
“Give you a way out, just follow it.”
“You have to make yourself uncomfortable.”
“So, this emperor and you believers can’t talk together.”
Alomon V laughed.
A silent sense of oppression enveloped the whole scene.
“This is a greeting gift, and also a letter of challenge.”
Alomon V laughed loudly: “The New World only needs one master, not the divine power that overrides the royal power.”
A burning transparent flame appeared on the surface of his body.
The next moment.
“Boom!”
A terrifying explosion occurred.
Several senior demigods at close range had no time to dodge, and were hit by the shock wave, and immediately vomited blood.
It’s a pity that the explosion only spread less than ten meters before it was forced to solidify.
As if time was reversed, under the shining of golden light, the explosion compressed towards the center point.
“What a pity…”
“Tomorrow, see you in the decisive battle…”
Accompanied by a laugh, the explosion was completely annihilated.
In the deepest part of the Golden Cathedral, the body of the Golden Pope appeared faintly transparent.
The white-robed high priest stepped forward and asked with concern: “Your Excellency the Pope, the state of your spiritual form…”
“Don’t worry.” The Golden Pope said lightly, looking at the end of the church gate, the direction of the distant palace: “Get ready.”
“That old guy, after all, chose to give up.”
“I will obey the order of the Pope!”
In the church, all the people knelt on one knee, and their voices were uniform.
——
In the boundless night, a full moon hung high in the sky.
Ryan stopped meditating, and a blue-silver light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
After a whole day of hard thinking, he had a preliminary direction for the explosive sword skills he envisioned.
What he needed next was no longer hard thinking, but the test of practical combat.
And what else could be a better test than a life-and-death battle?
It was finally midnight.
A new round of travel officially arrived.
…
The second floor of the Demon Gathering Land.
Ryan walked out of the cave, and soon arrived near the area where he had fought with the [Dream] Xiayin Dragon.
Before he even stepped in, he had already felt the powerful and familiar restlessness in the air.
“Tear——”
The air was wailing and trembling, and the rusty dragon claws tore through the sky, and in an instant, they descended on Ryan’s head.
Compared to the panic last time, this time, Ryan’s eyes were extremely calm.
“Clang!”
The greatsword with a black mark clashed with the attacking rusty dragon claws.
A smile appeared on Ryan’s lips:
“I said, when I become stronger, we will have a fight.”
“Now is the time.”
“Come and fight!”
“Rusty Steel Wind Dragon!”
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