Chapter 598 The birth of God, a world-destroying crisis

The elders' tone was seductive, like the snake in the Garden of Eden, and the words they spoke were true. The fruits produced by the World Tree did indeed have power equivalent to that of gods.

Faced with this temptation, Patsy did not hesitate and stepped directly towards the tree hole.

The elders are very good at judging people. He is different from Caesar.

Even if there was real anger in his heart just now, even if he was once willing to give up the ceremony for Nono, when the ceremony is completed and looking at the established facts in front of him, he will not refuse this blood-stained throne.

As a shadow, he is not as pure as Caesar, nor is he qualified to be as willful as him.

Stepping into the tree hole, golden-red tentacles attacked instantly, piercing into his flesh and blood at a speed that Patsy couldn't resist, sucking out his blood.

The elders watched this scene nervously, but not too worried.

After all, even if Patsy fails, the backup Caesar can still be used.

The guards looked at this scene with burning eyes, as if they were watching their king ascend to the throne of God.

But in the tree hole, the thing they were worried about did not happen. It seemed that it was due to the injection of the tranquillizer left by Odin. The golden-red tentacles suddenly stopped after contacting his blood.

As if it was judged that it had just reached the passing line and it was unclear whether it should be judged as passing or not, the tentacles hesitated for more than ten seconds, and after absorbing a large amount of blood, they finally reluctantly retreated.

Patsy, who had lost a lot of blood in one breath, turned completely pale for a moment, and his body became a little shaky.

But the throne of God is right in front of him, and he will not give up in this place.

After forcibly igniting the dragon's blood, he staggered step by step towards the golden fruit that was taller than himself and the size of a person and a half.

After arriving in front of the fruit, Patsy realized a problem.

How to eat such a big tree fruit?

He has to eat alone for a week, right?

Needless to say, the elders must not know about this problem, because it is not recorded in the family plan, and for Odin and his dragon clan, this is not a problem. They can swallow it in one bite with their dragon body.

After hesitating for a moment, Patsy stretched out his hand and tried to touch the red-gold fruit first.

A hot and warm suction swallowed him up almost instantly.

The red-gold fruit is like a jelly-like colloid, wrapping Patsy directly.

Being among the golden fruits, Patsy felt like a bug completely wrapped in amber, or like a moth bred in a silkworm cocoon.

The scorching sacred power poured into his body through the golden fluid, and all kinds of incomparable and incomprehensible spiritual fragments washed through his mind.

He felt as if his body was melting, but that was not death, but a prelude to new life.

Earth, water, wind, fire, spirit...the power of the five most important elements in the dragon clan's power is constantly injected into it, transforming his body. The strongest power in the world tears his original body apart with unparalleled wildness, and uses unparalleled force to

The earth's vitality repaired his body.

His bloodline defects were completely insignificant in the face of this great and majestic power, and his originally heterochromatic pupils were now all noble gold.

This is the ultimate evolution, the same as the evolution Eri has experienced, but more noble than the White King's authority.

In the eyes of the elders from the outside world, this golden fruit directly turned into a golden cocoon, and the vitality gathered from various directions such as Leviathan, Crimson Tide, Black King Embryo, Giant Snake, Deadpool Legion, etc. all surged out.

into the golden fruit, and then poured into Patsy's body.

There is no doubt that what they witnessed before their eyes was a unique enthronement ceremony, a great ceremony in which a small human body ascended to the throne of God!

"Holy! Holy! Holy! The great God is about to return to his loyal family!"

Seeing the golden fruit gradually shrinking, the evolution ceremony gradually came to an end, and the elders gave heartfelt praise.

The clones who thought they were shadows all knelt on the ground, and together with the standing elders, they stared firmly in the direction of the cocoon, watching for the birth of the god.

Finally, the golden cocoon silk completely dried up, and a pure black claw tore the cocoon silk from the inside out. The perfect creature emerged from under the decayed World Tree, and he spread his black membrane wings behind his back.

, suspended in the sky, like a huge black cross, the reflection on the scales slightly illuminates the darkness.

This great creature had a majestic face and cold eyes. He lowered his head and looked at everything under his feet. The world was reflected in his golden pupils, but he seemed to have seen nothing, completely ignoring the surrendered people at his feet.

A strong wind swept through the entire Nibelungen. In just a moment of breathing, the wind element of the entire island surrendered at his feet. Then he soared into the sky without any hesitation, at a speed far exceeding the speed of sound.

Directly ignoring the boundaries of the Nibelungen, the figure completely disappeared into the "sky" composed of the deep sea of ​​the Arctic Ocean.

Seeing the god leaving, the guards and elders were slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at each other.

"Who is God?"

the clone asked hesitantly.

They had truly felt the unparalleled majesty and confirmed that God had returned, but when they saw the cold eyes and indifferent attitude of the God just now, they were slightly frightened.

They had some doubts about whether the person born in front of them was the Black King Patsy or the Black King Nidhogg.

"Don't worry, maybe you were hit by the Black King's memory inheritance."

Elder Alpha shook his head and looked in the direction where the great creature left.

"All we can do is wait."

"Um."

The clones also suppressed their impatience and quietly waited for God's return.

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At this moment, on the shores of Lake Michigan, the headquarters of the Mixed Breed Alliance.

"In the face of crisis, we human hybrids must unite as one and cannot tolerate any acts of adultery in collusion with the Dragon King——"

The current leader of the secret party, Instructor Flamel, is speaking out about his righteousness impassionedly as a dragon-slaying pioneer, so that the family heads and leaders in front of them can spend more funds, weapons, beautiful girls and other resources.

Although the huge changes in the Arctic Ocean have calmed down within a day, the human hybrids cannot ignore this crisis that they do not understand at all. Even if they are unable to intervene, they must at least understand what is happening in order to seek good luck and avoid disaster.

Therefore, the power of the mixed-race alliance, which specializes in dealing with the Dragon King disaster, has once again expanded unprecedentedly. If the previous school board of directors represented one pole of mixed-race society, then the current meeting of the mixed-race alliance represents the entire mixed-race world.

Almost all the famous families are involved, and they represent not only the interests of the entire mixed race world, but also the interests of the vast majority of human society.

It can be said that the meetings held here, both in terms of importance and the richness of the resources involved, far exceed those of the United Nations. After the White King's crisis, hybrids from all over the world have united for the first time.

However, when this extremely serious meeting was at its most heated, Mentor Flamel, who was now the absolute leader of the hybrid race and whose status and reputation once surpassed the dragon-slaying hero Angers, was interrupted by a sudden accident.

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The person who interrupted him was the mixed-race rookie in charge of security at the venue, who was also his close disciple.

"Emergency alert! Norma issued an emergency alert! Teacher, a large elemental turbulence of unknown cause suddenly broke out in the Arctic Ocean!"

Fingel broke through the door directly and shouted at the rostrum at the top of his lungs.

Originally, the leaders of the major forces were very dissatisfied with Fingel's rude intrusion, but when they heard his words, the conference room suddenly became silent. Changes occurred one after another in the Arctic Ocean, and they all realized that something was wrong.

Looking back on the previous crises, could it be said that which Dragon King has revived this time?

"Calm down! Fingel! What scene have we not seen before?"

The interrupted night watchman did not fall into panic like most people. He was holding a bottle of beer in his hand and his posture was as calm as ever.

"At most, it's just the Dragon King awakening. Among the four great monarchs, only the Ocean and Water King has not yet awakened. We have even experienced the White King's resurrection. What is there to be afraid of with the mere first-generation species?"

It has to be said that the role of a leader is huge. Seeing the vice-principal still looking so nonchalant after hearing such a crisis, everyone else also breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down under his influence.

If they are not even afraid of the dragon-slaying leader, what else do they have to fear?

"But, but -!"

Only Fingel still looked anxious and did not seem to be infected.

"But what?"

Teacher Flamel chuckled lightly and asked.

"No matter how great this elemental turbulence is, can it be compared to King Bai's?"

At this moment, the night watchman's calm demeanor overwhelmed everyone.

And the next moment——

"able!"

Fingel answered in the affirmative.

"I knew I couldn't. After all, it's just the first generation...wait, what did you say?"

The night watchman's eyes widened and his expression finally became a little panicked.

"I say yes! According to Norma's detection, the core area of ​​this super large elemental turbulence covers the entire Pacific Ocean, which is more than twice the size of the White King's resurrection!"

Fingel said this.

"How can it be?"

Seeing Fingel's serious expression, the expression on the night watchman's face completely stiffened, and the beer in his hand couldn't help but fall to the ground and shatter into pieces. However, as if he didn't notice it at all, he took a tactical step back.

"The elemental turbulence is wider than the White King..."

The night watchman murmured these words, and the faces of those around him who understood it suddenly changed, and many people's faces turned gray with despair.

because--
To be continued...