The placket of the deep-sea trident had no room for resistance under the impact of strong pressure, and it was able to make such an attack in a suppressed state. The king of the sea was trapped in the iron cage called 'Afande' for a long time, and the ferocity on his body has not been exhausted.

Instead of focusing on that, Raphael just stepped back a little briskly and staggered the next wave of attack.

"I'll admit that I got a lot of tips from Maxco. It's not easy to get it all at once. With a flick of his hand, the Secret Whisperer vanished. At the same time, the blue heart appeared in his hand.

"Huh?!" The Sea Elves' Patron Saint Deep Sea Saisira finally showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"Medium divine power?! You've advanced! The power that emanates from Raphael speaks for itself, especially when Raphael unleashes it unabashedly.

After all, Raphael has only been a god for a long time, and it is already a very remarkable thing to be able to skip the weak divine power and rush into the weak divine power in one fell swoop.

It took him 3,500 years to complete this journey, and he went through all kinds of ups and downs, and all kinds of bitterness can only be known to himself.

"Unfortunately, it wasn't long before you came." As he spoke, rings of ice appeared directly beside the guardian god of the sea elves, Deep Sea Sesila, and turned into a cage and trapped him in it. The biting cold told him that this was not his delusion.

"Heh, it seems that the patronus of the elves has provoked a monster this time." When the patron saint of the sea elves, Deep Sea Sesila, said this, there was a sense of relief on his face. It seems that the pressure on the body and the psychological pressure all disappeared at this moment.

"You seem to be having some fun?" Raphael wondered if the man in front of him was suffering from schizophrenia.

"I don't want to be a sinner of the Sea Clan, I've just wanted to carry on my ideas from the beginning to the end. Perhaps in the eyes of many, this is wrong. But in my opinion, there is nothing wrong with my choice. The face of the sea elves' patron saint Deep Sea Sesila was calm, and his tone was calm, looking at Raphael. It's like seeing an old friend who has not met for a long time. All he had to do was tell him what was going on and share it with his old friends.

"......" Raphael appeared silent, and the Four Saints and Ambury also did not speak quietly.

"I'm sorry for what happened. It was never my intention to kill you, but there were too many unexpected variables. Or maybe the evil thoughts and grievances in my heart have swallowed me. Deep Sea Sesila sat slowly in the distance.

"I'm glad to see the Ocean God System being reformed, really. It's a pity that I'm a dog in chains, and even if I want to do something, I can't get what I want. Deep Sea Sesila had a smile on her face, like a toddler with her favorite toy.

"Perhaps, what I wish to achieve in my heart can be done from your hands. Raphael Merlin Abraham. Perhaps, if we had been more calm, things would have gone in a different direction. "Deep Sea Sesila is very relaxed, just like when she was a young child, staying in the deep sea and swimming as she pleases.

"Even if all this needs to be stepped on me, I have no regrets." An unexpected scene happened in front of everyone's eyes, but seeing the deep sea Sesila send the deep sea trident at his side into his heart.

It's just that it's not his body that's attacking, it's his soul.

But he saw that his spirit was beaten out of the shell and floated outside.

"Step on my corpse and go to a higher peak!" His voice interrupted everyone's stunned thoughts.

Amberi looked at her former best friend, and she hesitated. Hatred is sometimes heavy, but sometimes it's light. I saw through it, I saw it open. Things faded into memory. It may be there, but you don't deliberately choose to touch it.

"What are you waiting for?! Back then, you just looked ahead and backward, and I couldn't get used to it. Are you still going to make me look down on me now? Looking at Amberi who was hesitant, Deep Sea Sesila roared angrily with hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"I'm ......," Ambery's spirit clasped her hand tightly.

"Go for it, it's his choice. He never listened to advice when he made decisions. Antonio came to her side and whispered.

"The patron saint of the sea elves, Deep Sea Saisila, you have indeed betrayed the God King! In vain the God King trusts you so much! It's just that at this moment, a voiceover broke everyone's sentimentality. However, the dexterity of the elves and the god of thieves, Eriphon Ilahir, appeared behind the deep sea Sesila, and a short sword called 'Swift Strike' in his hand slashed down at his spirit.

If this blow is realized, the strength of this divine body will be greatly reduced. Even Amberi chose to inherit, and he couldn't reach the strength of medium divine power!

"Presumptuous!" The Four Saints and Raphael shouted in unison, and the sea rushed towards him like an angry dragon, slowing down his offensive by a few points.

'Wow! ’

The Secret Whisperer landed on top of the swift strike, and the collision between the two artifacts caused a whirlwind of the sea to sweep outward.

The guardian power of the Four Saints protected the Deep Sea Saisila within it.

"Don't let my choices and trust become meaningless, Amberi."

Amberi moved, and with a wave of rage, her spirit crashed into the body of the Sea Elves' patron saint, Deep Sea Sesila, followed by a flash of golden light. Without the slightest resistance, without the slightest discomfort, she instantly controlled the body of the patron saint of the sea elves, and the body of the god changed, no longer the image of the patron saint of the sea elves, but reshaped in the form of Amberi's divine soul.

"Well done, Ambery. I'm sorry for what happened at the beginning. ”

I'm sorry, maybe it's late. Maybe the two don't need to be sorry for this sentence for a long time, but this obsession in their hearts is not to vomit and be unhappy.

"I understand." I understand this, and I also let go of hatred. If you forgive each other, you also forgive yourself.

There is nothing wrong with either side, and perhaps what is missing is understanding.

"The choice is hard, Amberry. It's really difficult, I hope you don't make any choice that you regret, you must follow your heart when you are confused, and don't become a heartless person like me in the end.

Over the years I have been moving the sea elves out of the Apranids to protect them for me, and I have not done what a Patronus should do. "The soul of the deep sea Sesila floated upwards like a bubble, and did not disperse, but wandered away above the crystal palace.

"Even if I die, I want to be able to protect the Sea Clan." As the last sentence was spit out, the soul of Deep Sea Saisila spread out entirely, like a ray of light floating on the windowsill, illuminating a wide range, but with a heart-warming temperature.

"I'll take your share with you." Ambori muttered as he watched the light fade into the Crystal Palace. Clenching the Abyssal Trident in his hand, he glared at the elven dexterity and the god of thieves, Eriphon Irahir.

"Traitor, white-eyed wolf who can't be fed!" Looking at the scattered spirits, the elven dexterity and the god of thieves, Eriphon Ilahir, showed a disdain and resentment in his eyes. It's like your own cabbage arched to someone else's pig.

"I, Ambori, the patron saint of the sea elves. Make a vow to never die with the dexterity of the elves and the god of thieves, Eriphon Irahir! As she spoke, the Abyssal Trident slashed across the palm of her hand.

Blood Oath!

It's a very old, but very serious vow. If the oath maker fails to complete it, he will be oppressed by the power of the rules every hundred years, and eventually explode to death. Because of the cruelty of this, there are very few people who still make this vow.

"Blood oath? Your brain structure really should be dissected to see if it's a pile of garbage. I'd love to see how many hundred years of rule backlash you can withstand. "Elf dexterity and the god of thieves, Eriphon Ilahir, heard Ambori's blood oath, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of crisis. Instead, he laughed loudly.

"Today, you don't have to think about going back with this divine power." Raphael looked at the elven deity coldly. Although before today, he was still prejudiced against the patronus of the sea elves, but looking at what he did today, he felt that he had misestimated the qualities of the other party.

Maybe what he did was extreme, but they didn't differ much in nature. Perhaps it is this kind of heroic sentiment that can make the other party have a sense of trust in Raphael. Thus the continuation is completed in this way.

"Just you?" The elven dexterity was disdainful of the god of thieves, Eriphon Ilahiel, who had trained himself since that tragic experience. I don't think I'm going to miss again.

"It's up to me." Just one sentence on my own, revealing absolute self-confidence. Before the elven deity could even say more, the blue heart in Raphael's hand shone with a strong light. Understanding the master's anger at this moment, the blue heart was blue and red, and a huge force condensed into a fist.

The Heavenly Descent Fist, which was learned from the hands of Bane, the god of tyranny, was used again, and this trick actually didn't have much technical content. Some are a self-respecting momentum and an arrogance that can be suppressed by all.

"This is?!" Elf dexterity and the god of thieves, Eriphon Erahir, had seen this move for the first time, and his face changed suddenly when he saw the thing coming at him. As soon as he tried to run, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and it seemed that it would take all his strength to lift it.

"No!" Looking at the huge fist that was getting closer and closer, the dexterity of the elves and the god of thieves, Eriphon Ilahir, let out a cry of sorrow, and was crushed into a drop of divine power crystal.

Raphael made a move and directly incorporated it into his body. To this day, how could he be afraid of the revenge of the elven gods?

After doing this, Raphael turned his head to look at the Crystal Palace behind him. There is a kind of lament in his eyes, which is a kind of loneliness that is difficult to find. If the two sides can sing for a long time, there may be a lot of variables. It's just that there are no ifs in this world, and all he can do is live up to the other party's trust in him.

"Don't be sentimental, this little guy can make such a choice in the end. All four of us were relieved that he had finally overcome himself and made it happen. Death will not be the end, see if there is not, he will integrate himself into the Crystal Palace, and these new beings will grow according to his will. ”

But in the crystal palace, young sea creatures swallowed the particles of light floating in the water into their bodies in a breath. Raphael could clearly feel that the life force in their bodies had become more vigorous, which would make their future growth more promising.

"God, I need to retrieve the sea spirits left behind by the Deep Sea Saisila. I'm going to do what he failed to do. Ambori came to Raphael's side and spoke.

"Go ahead and bring them back safely. I'll go back to Bartholomew's area first, and I'll have to pay some price for those long-eared people. Raphael clenched his fists tightly, and the hatred between them was really getting deeper.

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"Medium divine power?!" Raphael came out of the Crystal Palace, not hiding his level of divine power at all. Unbridled outward expansion, as if making a declaration. Let those who are behind their backs be careful.

"The Patronus of the Sea Elves has been replaced by Ambery! The Ocean God System directly has two more gods with medium divine power. It's getting more and more interesting! ”

More people felt the momentum of the storm, if the previous Ocean God Department was just a child, now it has grown into a strong man. It's enough to swing your fist and cause great damage to others.

"Isn't this Ambori a former goddess of the sea? Tsk tsk, there seems to be some secret hidden in this. "There are also some gossip deities who smell something unusual from it.

All forces have begun to re-plan their relationship with the sea gods, and if they were able to have a dispensable attitude before, then they really have to take this attitude away now.

"Brother, I have an incident here about the 'Twelve Star Crest'." At the moment when Raphael reconnected with the outside world, the message of Josephine Heslett came to Raphael's mind.

"I know, I'll rush back immediately." Since the elves want to fight with themselves, then it is necessary to see whose life is harder and whose fists are bigger.

(I feel like I'm really going to avoid disasters this year, and my phone can fall into the water for no reason, and I really have nothing to say...... ）