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Chapter 439 They are the tears of the old times

While the lightning was transmitted, Klein's shadow power also flowed into the body of the Storm Apostle along the light of the moon.

The gray-blue storm body began to turn black, and its movements began to slow down, as if the wind elements in the body were polluted.

"Don't you feel like you're becoming bulky with so much shadow energy in your wind?"

Klein's voice appeared behind the Storm Messenger at some point, and it didn't notice it at all.

Looking at the figure opposite again, it gradually turned into a black mist.

The Apostle of the Storm tilted his body slightly, and it seemed that he could not understand how Klein came behind it.

"Click!"

A large number of bones grew out of the body of the Storm Apostle, and these tangled bones made the whirlwind in its body unable to rotate stably.

The viscous shadow energy also restricted the condensation of the whirlwind. The seemingly terrifying Storm Apostle was infused by Klein with two magics and some magic powers, and it was broken.

"This guy's ability!"

Qianxun looked at Klein and frowned again. She did not expect that the 5th-level Storm Apostle would be solved by Klein so easily.

This is actually due to Klein's new magical outfit.

With the magic equipment, Klein can finally be completely unafraid of melee combat, which does not just mean that he wants to fight with his melee ability.

Just like now, he used his magic gear to mimic the energy transmitted by Huiyue and came to the Storm Apostle without any attack at all.

Just inject viscous shadow energy at close range to easily kill this single elemental creature.

If it were in the past, Klein would not dare to be close to an elemental creature like this, which would be a huge advantage and progress.

In fact, she was not as relaxed as she did. Summoning something like the Storm Apostle also had a great burden on her body.

Especially since she had to be distracted and suppressed something, it made her even more uncomfortable.

Qianxun floated in the sky and did not go to see Klein. Instead, he turned his head to look at Xiaobai who was lying on the ground, and was in a dilemma.

"Your Highness the Third Prince, although you don't know what kind of abilities you have obtained, what do you think is not a normal abilities!

You said your summoning object is called the Storm Apostle, but I think this ability seems to be no different from the Demonic. Have you gained something strange?

For example, Luluwei's relics?"

The goddess of wind, Luluwei, and the goddess of storm, represent one of the eight pillars of gods.

Her main ability is the storm.

When Luluwei was very young, she showed her talent for controlling the wind element. She was able to fly by controlling the wind element shortly after she was born.

When you grow up, you can control storms and lightning, which is exactly the same as the ability shown by Qiankun.

If it weren't for inheriting Kumironi's will, Klein wouldn't have known these messages, but judging from the abilities shown by Qianxun and the irrelevant words she said.

Her ability is indeed very similar to those of the remnants of the old era, the will of the world, the integration of human will, and that tone is like being bewitched by some evil god.

"You actually know Luluwei? Since you know Luluwei, you should also know how this fragmented world has become like this."

Sorry, I really don’t know how this world became like this. I only know that Luluwei is also one of the five sliced ​​inner gods, and her fate is not much better than Yi Raizi.

"Your Highness the Third Prince, I don't know what kind of information you have received, but I personally think that the so-called inner god is just the tears of the times.

The world now does not belong to them anymore. Even in ancient times, Li Shen was just a stronger human being.

So, Your Highness Qianxun, what I want to tell you is that blind imitation of antiques is a bit mentally retarded and not advisable."

Although Klein called Qianxun a mentally retarded, Qianxun seemed to have no intention to refute Klein at this time. She stared at the little white dog beside her, as if something terrible might appear at any time.

She turned her head and looked at Klein.

"I think the will of the gods is something worth executing, and you think they are just products of the old era, and it seems that none of us can convince each other.

But there is one thing I need to tell you, do you know what the little white wolf next to you is?"

Qianxun's attitude is no longer as tough as before. Bai Yankes has been dragging her down, and she must find a way to get out.

"That's a dog, not a wolf!" Klein emphasized.

"dog?"

"Hey, forget it, it doesn't matter. I know what you want to say, but I also know what it is. Bai Yankes from the Canine God clan, are you going to tell me this?"

Qianxun paused. She didn't expect Klein to know so much, but knowing that it was another matter whether he could solve the problems that Bai Yanx might bring.

"Do you know that if I lose my strength, then the seal on Bai Yanx will be lifted immediately.

Once the seal on its body is lifted, the dog god Aisiba, who has been wandering outside the Gerald Fortress, will immediately sense the existence of Bai Yankes.

Aisiba is an existence that surpasses the super-level monster. Its power is equal to IS. It belongs to the strongest monster level. Even if it is five super-level encirclements, it may not be able to stop it.

If you attack me here, do you think anyone in the North can stop Aisiba now?"

"Oh!"

Klein suddenly smiled. He might have had this kind of worry before, but now, this kind of worry has disappeared.

Because there is really one person in the north who can block Aisiba.

Moreover, this man just finished his hot pot. Although this man kept cursing, if the North was really attacked by the monsters, he would not care.

"Your Highness the Third Prince, you overestimate the power of the inner god and the divine beast, and underestimate the human world. As far as I know, the strong man of humans is actually stronger than the divine beasts.

And the so-called inner gods in the past were kicked off the altar one by one by one by human beings.

Finally, I will tell you that in the northern border, there are really people who may block the divine beast, so I’m sorry, Your Highness.”

"What?"

Before Klein's words could be finished, the Dragon of Misty had already fallen from the sky.

The black dragon completely enveloped Qianxun, and the dragon's claws directly grabbed her, and it was about to catch her.

The strong wind swelled again!

“Hohuh!”

The hurricane instantly blew away Klein's mist. A giant wind hand grabbed Qianxun, and a backhanded knife cut at Klein in the air.

Klein could feel the power of this random hand knife. He was ready to fight. All his abilities had been opened to the maximum. The Book of Killing God was already in his hand. The flame explosion was ready to go, ready to welcome this wind blade.

But before he could take action, a figure stopped him.

"boom!"

A light punch hit the center of the wind blade. Feng Xiao, who was tearing the space, shook Qianyu so much that he could only cover his ears.

This huge wind blade was broken by Gahe's blow, but his attack was not over yet.

Gahe had a little power and punched the air again.

"boom!"

This punch really felt like the world changed color. A black depression appeared in the blue sky, and the void was revealed.

The storm that had been before had completely dissipated, as if it had never been there.

"What a fool, you run so fast!"

Garhe walked to Klein cursingly.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen any trouble before!"

Klein curled his lips and had to use softness to deal with mental illness.

"Master, your slutty posture is so handsome."

Gahe felt something was wrong in Klein's tone, but after all, he was praising him, so he nodded with benefit.
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