Global Gods: Sign in to the Super S-Class Domain at the Beginning - Chapter 210
Chapter 210
“Lord God, I’ve had some whim lately.”
“The source of all this is found to the Lord of God.”
“I don’t know if Lord God is going out again recently?”
Concubine Hong asked solemnly.
“Good.”
“I have just obtained a piece of the snakeskin of Jermongard, and there may be a fallen Jermongard.”
“I’m going to have someone go and investigate.”
“After that, set off to find the ancient ruins you just mentioned.”
When Nangong Hou heard this, his face also became solemn.
Although he is powerful, he will not be empty-eyed.
The true God he encountered was nothing more than some of the bottom.
If it is true that those true gods who have developed for tens of thousands of years, the foundation is immeasurable.
He may not be able to overcome either.
Moreover, the red concubine’s clerical control is not low, and it is definitely not simple to make her whim.
“Jermongard’s snakeskin?”
“Lord God, can you let me divination.”
“Maybe you can divinate one or two.”
The ancient ruins did not seem to be normal, maybe the problem appeared in Jermongard.
Nangong Hou directly threw the snakeskin in the jade box to Concubine Hong.
The red concubine took the snakeskin with both hands, and a divination force burst out from the priesthood.
Time passed little by little, but a long time passed, and the power of divination gradually weakened.
And the red concubine was puzzled.
“Something is wrong.”
“This divination is actually a blank.”
“It’s as if nothing is going to happen.”
But whenever you go to explore a ruins or blessed land, there will be some waves.
But this time it was too smooth, and it was a little weird.
“It seems that the problem lies in this trip to Jemengard.”
“Who the hell is going to deal with me?”
Nangong Hou muttered.
Could it be that the Berserk True God was a pawn from the beginning?
He hunted down the true god of hell, all this was set in advance?
Hiss.
Nangong Hou gasped.
If this is the case, that force is too powerful.
After pondering for a while, Nangong Hou smiled heartily.
“The true god cannot descend on the Reckless Continent at will.”
“Then I will not be afraid.”
“No matter how big the intrigue and trickery, it is vulnerable in the face of absolute strength.”
“Before the catastrophe comes, I must seize every opportunity to become stronger.”
Nangong Hou once again regained his previous self-confidence.
There is danger, there is a conspiracy, just smash it completely.
Why bother yourself here.
“Jermongard, eight-winged holy angel, green dragon holy beast.”
“Wait for the three, prepare to go.”
Nangong Hou’s rolling voice like heavenly thunder sounded.
Jermongard has the strength of a 4-turn demigod.
The strength of the eight-winged holy angel 5 turn demigod.
The strength of the Blue Dragon Saint Beast 5 to a demigod.
Although there are only three races, they are all mid-level demigods and can fight beyond the ranks.
“This is the Soul Lock Circle, a true artifact.”
“A trace of my divine power has been instilled in it.”
“When using it, just pray religiously.”
“Lock everything.”
Locking the soul circle was still used by him to lock the Colorful Divine Phoenix and Yemengad when he was fighting against Di Sheng.
If it weren’t for Nangong Hou who happened to accidentally obtain the Soulless Water.
That victory or defeat is unknown.
The soul lock circle streaked across the sky and fell into the hands of the eight-winged holy angel.
“This is the dagger of darkness.”
“Any weapon under the real artifact.”
This is still the dagger of darkness obtained from Emperor Potian.
Although at that time, the dark power in the dagger of darkness had been fully absorbed.
But Nangong Hou later added a hint of it.
This is the power of the complete dark ministry.
This trace is enough.
The dark dagger fell directly into one of the dragon claws of the Green Dragon Saint Beast.
The powerful dark force made him can’t help but snort.
The awe of the God of Thunder in my heart increased a little.
“This is the Gem of Death, which contains the power of death.”
The Death Gem, set in the inner city, flew out and landed in Jermongard’s mouth.
A force of death seemed to take away his life.
To facilitate his movement, Jermongard shrank his huge size.
It turned into a small snake that was only three meters long.
And the eight-winged holy angel also put away his own pair of wings, which seemed to have only six wings.
“Let’s go.”
After doing this, Nangong Hou nodded.
A ray of light shone on the teleportation array.
Following the coordinates on the map, the three began to teleport.
With a breath of effort, the three disappeared into the Divine Domain.
Legend has it that Jermongard was so large that there was only one place to accommodate his huge serpent body.
That is the bottomless deep sea.
The bottomless deep sea is said to connect the entire Reckless Continent, and there is no bottom at all.
I am afraid that only this kind of place can let them survive.
Not far from the bottomless sea is a piece of Iceland.
There are year-round snowstorms and extremely cold climates.
No race can adapt to such extreme weather, let alone open up a god domain here.
At this moment, the light flashed on Iceland, and three figures appeared.
It was the Eight-Winged Holy Angel and the others.
“Xiaoye, sense it.”
The eight-winged holy angel glanced around and said lightly.
The endless storm could not even get close to him, and it was melted.
“My name is Jemengard!”
Turning into a three-meter-old Yemengade, he said coldly.
“No more nonsense, believe it or not, I purified you.”
The eight-winged holy angel had obviously fought with Jermongard.
At this time, the eight-winged holy angel said this, and Yemenga couldn’t help shrinking his tongue.
Hum.
Wait for me, as long as I can find the skin that Jermongard has shed down, my strength will soar.
When the time comes, you will definitely abuse and call dad!
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