What should I describe it? It is to drive a sports car with a speed of 300 kilometers per hour on a bad road where a few pieces of gravel can pop up at any time, hold the steering wheel in one hand, and extend the window in the other hand, and then complete the standard threading in the standard instantly.

This is not something that can just run away just by pretending to be a pussy.

If one doesn't do it well, he will be distracted in minutes. Even Karazan, even half of the Elvin Forest and the Twilight Forest, will suffer.

Duke gritted his teeth hard, and then, as if he was embroidered on rice grains, he carefully controlled the system elf to suck it into his body, and further purify the already pure elements.

Based on arcane, with flames and frost as branches, and with sacred, shadows and thunder as auxiliary, it separates the debris and discharges them out of the body at high speed while further fuses magic.

He carefully compressed, wrapped them by his consciousness, and concentrated them under his spirit to the place he needed. At the same time, he stamped his soul only on every bit of magic.

This is a very fast process. Although there are magic in the 100,000 pores in the whole body, Duke, with the help of the system elves, seemed to divide his soul into 100,000 pieces, each piece independently dealing with his own work filtering, purifying, and sublimating.

The soul hurts violently.

That kind of pain that is beyond the limit of the body can withstand is not a pain that any type of anesthetic can suppress. Because in a sense, Duke is giving up his body as a human and is transitioning to a spirit that is nearly an elemental body.

It hurts a lot!

It hurts a lot!

It hurts heartbreaking!

The pain makes the skin crack inch!

The feeling of being torn into millions of parts and then grinding into powder almost made Duke collapse.

But when all the pain reached its peak, suddenly all the pain disappeared.

Instead, it is a kind of sublimation.

The whole soul was floating, and under his feet, it seemed as if there was a colorful and blurred world, opening a door that belonged only to him Duke.

"Come on! Welcome, our new companion!" a hazy neutral voice said in a common language.

The six elements hang behind Duke in the position of the hexagram.

The soul slowly descended, and the next moment, Duke felt that a certain unimportant memory seemed to be asked whether it could be read. Duke subconsciously agreed.

Immediately afterwards, a magnificent palace appeared before my eyes.

It was a Gothic palace, which was somewhat similar to Notre Dame de Paris, an epoch-making symbol in the history of European architecture on Earth.

The first thing that catches your eye is the towering spire, which has a unique style and a rigorous structure, and looks very majestic and solemn.

It is divided into three large pieces longitudinally by the pilasters; three decorative strips divide it horizontally into three parts, among which there are three concave door openings at the bottom.

Above the door is the so-called "demistor corridor", with a large number of statues representing the forest god Senarius and the white deer god Maloen.

A higher place is the "True Gods Gate". There are six statues, and the only things Duke can tell are the goddesses of the moon, Cthun and Cthun, and the rest are all a blurry landscape.

The huge and luxurious door opened wide.

Duke strode into it.

The scenery in front of him made Duke a little stunned.

It is more like a semicircular theater, and the front position is obviously the true god. As a new demigod, Duke can only be in the outermost circle.

Duke didn't mind, and followed the guidance of his soul, he found an empty location.

He was not surprised why such a large temple was empty, because he saw a huge illusion existence next to his position. It was both real and fake, as if he was sleeping, and as if he was a real sleep.

Even in this life, Duke did not contact this person directly, he still recognized this guy with his half-man and half-horse green appearance, which was supposed to be made by Hu Ye.

Duke frowned slightly, and he walked around the huge Senarius. When he came to his position, a throne of elementals with six colors naturally rose up, raising Duke's body onto the throne.

Meanwhile, Duke saw his name in a trance.

It's like a pen sticker used by a primary school student. It's an empty name, with only a hook and no connotation, and it's suspended not far from Duke's chest.

Duke's fingers, and six elements were automatically condensed on his fingers in proportion. Duke used his fingers to make a pen and filled his name with dragons and phoenixes. The illusory frame absorbed Duke's name like soil absorbing rainwater.

In the spiritual vision, Duke could feel the magic power in his body disappearing at a high speed at the speed of rivers pouring. At the same time, stirred by magic power, and it seemed like a chaos with six colors in his spiritual sea, which was very unclear!

Gradually, slowly, Duke distinguished that it was the divine nature he had absorbed in his body before. Under the erosion of high-purity magic, the six divine natures were combined into one, and the light of life was bloomed.

Chaos was constantly washed away, and the divine nature in perception became clearer.

The imprint of the former master in the divinity was separated at this time and attached to a new soul name.

Blue Arcane.

Red flame.

White frost.

Golden holy.

Black shadow.

Purple thunder.

The combination of six colors quickly formed a rainbow, which followed Duke's hand movements, and was shaped and characterized in Duke's soul.

This is Duke's name engraved in the heart of the world.

It is also Duke who is shaping his own demigod soul, which is a super soul far higher than ordinary souls.

Duke's magic and soul power are continuously consumed at high speed at this time.

If a quasi-demigod who does not have enough accumulation may be exhausted, and then both body and spirit will be destroyed on the way to attack the demigod.

But Duke is not an ordinary demigod. Since he chose a more complex divine structure, he also has a wider source of divine power.

He could even clearly feel that on the two continents of the Eastern Kingdom and Kalimdo, countless mages, priests, druids, and shamans supported him without fail, and used their overflowing magic to quietly replenish Duke's consumption.

Similarly, in the fire element world and the water element world, there is also a good magical supplement.

Of course, as the core arcane magic, Duke can only rely on Karazan's reserves. That is the overflowing energy from the void and alien space that has accumulated countless years and months.

Suddenly, Duke saw a vague figure. Although it was blurry, he still recognized who the other party was at a glance!
Chapter completed!