"Wahahahaha......" A wanton laugh came from all directions, and a man with an extremely handsome appearance slowly appeared from a green light, he was wearing a very decent light green outfit, and a dark green cloak was draped on his body behind him, and there were strange skulls swimming on top of the cloak, green ghost robes!

This is one of Bane's artifacts, and any creature killed by Bane's own hands will be sucked into the cloak behind him, turning into spirits in it, and they will turn into evil spirits to attack his opponents as Bane fights. This move is Bane's favorite form of attack, and the Green Ghost Robe and his other 'Bane's Black Fist' are his signature items.

Seeing things is like seeing people.

Behind Bane, hundreds of thousands of evil spirits floated, and the breathtaking momentum made people tremble, accompanied by a small wail, but these voices were like magic sounds, so that you need to resist the mental effects caused by these guys all the time. Some timid people may lose the desire to fight when faced with this kind of picture, not to mention the green ghost robe, the name of Bane, the god of tyranny, is not fake.

Bane's hands were full of rings, and each ring showed Bane's brilliant achievements. Every ring on his hand could easily buy hundreds of wealthy principalities if he took it out. However, he prefers to give these things to his faithful and well-behaved followers.

Bane is a god of generosity, and there must be nothing wrong with that. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people in this world who are willing to fight for him, after all, not everyone can stand to do things under a capricious master.

It can be said that as long as you can afford his madness, you can afford his generosity to you. Because doing things under Bane is so simple and crude.

"A fish that slipped through the net, today, the Dickie Arcane Empire will be destroyed at my hands. And you're going to die here. Bane's tone was still so confident and arrogant.

"Stop dreaming, Bene, it must be you who will die here today!" Iyeft Abraham had no fear on his face, and called Bane by his name. Behind him, the Titan seemed even more solid, as if the real body had descended here. The purple thunderbolt in his hand was ready to attack Bane at any time.

"Arrogance, I, Bane, have been in the country for so many years, and I have not seen anything about death and conspiracy? What hasn't been experienced? Even a small fish like you want to eat a deep-sea monster is simply wishful thinking. Bane's eyes froze, and behind him, the evil spirits on the green ghost robe swooped down on Iyeft Abraham.

"Today, I will defeat you. In the future, I will kill you! Iyeft Abraham said in a firm tone, and the eyes of the Titans behind him lit up, and two beams of light rushed out of it, and the evil spirits along the way let out a strange cry and turned into a cloud of black dust under the illumination of the beams.

"Presumptuous!" Seeing this, Bane glowed blue with the Heart of the Ocean ring in his hand, and the water elementals in the air gathered around him, turning into a shield to protect him behind him. At the same time, a large hand in the air pressed down towards Iyeft Abraham.

As soon as the idea of certain death under such a move came out, an unyielding cry came from under the big hand, "Don't underestimate me too much!" ”

I saw the Titan behind him shoot out the thunder and lightning in his hand, like a baseball player swinging, and the purple electric ball rushed directly to Bane's place, and everything happened in an instant. And Bane, who had been invincible before, finally showed a trace of timidity, and Iyeft Abraham's will frightened the remaining power within the body of the god.

This is a battlefield with the same rules, where one side is strong and the other side is weak. And the strong and weak depend on the mentality and determination of both sides.

As soon as any negative emotions arise, the rules will make the other party accept a more dangerous event.

This trace of cowardice made the shield in front of Bane be broken at once, and the purple electric ball swelled up like a thorny dolphin, and actually swallowed Bane directly.

"Ahh A painful wail came out of it, and Iyeft Abraham did not let his guard down, and saw the Titans behind him attack one after another, and purple electric balls rushed into it, making the sky look like a psychedelic purple cloud. And with the last unwilling roar.

The world began to crumble, and beams of light shone in. Waves of power seeped into Iyeft Abraham's soul body, quickly nourishing her soul. In a matter of moments, her soul power had reached its original peak state, and it was still growing.

At the same time, a path of light appeared in front of her, apparently to let her step into it. No hesitation, no uneasiness. The previous battle had made her rediscover herself, proud, unyielding, glorious, persistent, and brave, all of which had been deeply imprinted in her soul, making her look like an empress preparing to ascend the throne.

Outside, Raphael, who had been watching nervously, finally saw that the body of the god had changed, and the body began to change into a female body, with a delicate body as crystal clear as jade, snow skin smooth and tender, and soft as boneless. The eyes are closed, and the cherry lips are very rosy and coveted. The round peaks are firm in the air, the willow waist is slender, and the plump buttocks are like silk falling into the water under the dark gray water.

A pair of beautiful legs are even and slender, the soft hair hangs down behind her, and a few strands of green silk fall unwillingly on the face, setting off a beautiful face personally designed by a top painter.

While the adjective heroine is apt to place in Ijeft Abraham, her beauty is even more striking. The body of God is indeed the body of God.

This beauty should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

"It worked, it worked! Flawlessly blended in! Calmos, the Phantasmal Earl, looked very excited, without the slightest steadiness of his previous steady, and looked like a child who had received candy. However, Raphael can also understand that a person who has persevered for countless years for a thing has finally been realized today, and this joy also contains relief.

"Inheritance, yes, inheritance!" Before the excitement of the Phantom Count Carmos was over, he immediately thought of the most important thing. I saw his fingers tap into the dark gray light that shot into the bottom of the lake. There was a slight tremor in it, and as far as Raphael's eye could see, he saw an altar full of characters slowly rising from the bottom of the lake.

This altar replaced the dark gray waters of the lake, and held Iyeft Abraham in it.

Calmos, Count of the Phantoms, closed his eyes and sat on the surface of the lake, and then he saw a word come out of his mouth that Raphael did not understand, and with the words in his mouth, the altar was lit up little by little. Inside, Iyeft Abraham sat upright, and a phrase came out of her mouth, exactly as Carmos, Lord of the Phantoms, had said.

Raphael quietly looked at everything that was happening in front of him, the demigod inheritance, this kind of picture was the first time he had seen it, and he was slightly amazed.

As time passed, the already very old face of the Phantom Count Carmos became more and more relaxed, and the beard on his head began to fall one by one.

Obviously, as the lineage begins, one will touch death and the other will be reborn.

However, this did not affect his behavior at the moment, and he was still so meticulous.

After a long time, the dark gray water of the lake became clear, and the energy within it had been transmitted through the altar to Iyeft Abraham's body.

"It's finished." Calmos, the Phantom Earl, said this in a weak tone, his soul body at the moment seemed extremely blurry, and if he didn't look closely, he couldn't see where he was.

"Thank you very much." Raphael's words were full of gratitude, and it was rare for him to be able to do this.

"You little guy does have a great appetite for me, but unfortunately we are not fated to be separated from each other. But I believe what you said to me, that this little girl broke through the obstacles of her own will when I was ready to intervene. I have also seen your past, and although those gods are not easy to deal with, they all have some common problems, which is pride and arrogance. Calmos, Count of the Phantom, coughed weakly twice.

"Yes, I'll remember." Raphael nodded heavily.

"That dragon is one of my gifts to you, there are still a lot of things stored under the lake, and I have already told Xiao Nizi how to open it. I hope you can do what I can't do until the end......" As the words spoke, his voice grew farther and farther away, and his soul slowly drifted away, falling into the fog around him.

Raphael sighed softly, though the Soul Weaver was indeed powerful enough to bring Iyeft Abraham's soul intact into his body in the first place. But the Phantom Count Carmos is different, he is just a wisp of remnant soul, and he wants to return to heaven, unless Io himself comes.

"Woo~" Time passed slowly, and two hours had passed in this fog. With a slight movement from the altar, Raphael came back to his meditative thoughts and set his eyes on Iyeft Abraham on the altar. The curtain of water around her had dispersed, and Raphael hurried over with a teleportation spell, taking out a piece of clothing from the storage ring and draping it over her body, covering her angry body.

When he was meditating just now, these images kept coming to his mind, and he wondered if he would go crazy because of this. That's why Raphael is moving now, otherwise he is afraid that he will not be able to withstand this temptation.

"Temple...... Your Highness. "The air is like a quiet orchid, and the sound is like a yellow bird. Obviously, she still hasn't eased up slightly, accepting the body of God and inheritance, both of which are obviously not easy things, and it is already very remarkable that she can persevere.

"Well done, Ievt." Raphael whispered, letting her lie down in her arms.

"Your Highness, I have overcome our original regrets in it. In the future, we must also truly defeat them. When Iyeft Abraham said this, a seductive flush appeared on his white face.

"Yes, we'll do it." Raphael's tone was firm, because this dream carried a new soul.

……

Iyeft Abraham's recovery was quick, and she quickly fused the energy and knowledge in her body, and her movements became very fluid. She had also adapted to the new shell, and sank into the water, taking out the treasures that remained in it one by one.

Raphael didn't swallow it all, he was going to give half of it to Angelia Jolie Twinmoon. Without their permission, Raphael would not have been able to enter it. Raphael was already very satisfied with being able to resurrect Iyeft Abraham, not to mention the biggest benefit, this demigod inheritance.

The fog had begun to lift, and the two of them walked out one after the other. The members of the White Star Council were encamped near the mist, and not long after Raphael entered, the stone creatures turned into rocks one after another, and everyone knew in their hearts that Raphael had done what they wanted to do but did not succeed.

When they saw the two of them coming out of the fog, a kind of astrological witch set their eyes on Ievette Abraham behind them. It's so beautiful, this beauty that even a woman would feel jealous of.

"Commander Iyeft! Van Persie pays tribute to you! Van Persie and the other demons couldn't express their excitement when they saw this familiar figure appear, they all served under her before.

"Get up, you are as your Highness says...... A lot has changed, but time can only wash away the body, but not our spirit! We will fight for faith again, knowledge is the mind, and the Olympiad is eternal! When Iyeft Abra rarely saw them, there was a sadness on his face, but the next moment he turned to determination.

"Knowledge is the mind, the Olympiad is eternal!"

If there are tears, they must have blurred their eyes at this moment. These are the two passages engraved on the stone pillar of the Werner Gate, which have always been the belief of the Dickie Arcane Empire, the golden wuxi falls, and the jade rabbit rises eastward. The only constant may be this belief.

Although the astrological witches present did not understand what Iyeft Abraham was saying, they all felt a pride that penetrated deep into their bones and a pain that pierced their hearts.

The words that want to be said in their mouths are swallowed for this, and they should belong to them at this moment, a group of sad people, a group of people with stories......

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