Marvel: Opening Prince of Asgard

Caesar didn't answer, but still looked at Big Belly Lake with a smile!

Yes, he gouged out his own eyes with his own hands?

But so what?

Caesar doesn't care about Big Belly Lake's eye at all, he only cares about the energy behind that eye!

Caesar was silent, while Potbellied Lake continued to tell his story.

"That day, we found the flying dragon beast outside the Great Wall, and we were fully prepared,"

"We cut off the head of the flying dragon beast. The flying dragon beast was huge. When the head was cut off, the blood from its neck covered the entire sky!"5

"We won, we could have held the head of the flying dragon beast, led the young dragon beast, and swaggered back to Winter City,

"We, could have been heroes!"

"But, eyes, bloody eyes, and blood, that's dark blood..."

"Blood of Darkness..."

‘The tide of darkness is coming, the tide of darkness is coming..”

"No one can escape, no one can escape..."

Big Belly Lake said here, the wooden face began to twist, and in the only one eye left, the light began to be scattered, and a touch of blood gradually filled his eyeballs!

Bloody tears began to drip, and Big Belly Lake's face suddenly turned hideous.

"Has that energy been attacking your spirit? 35

"Did you think back on that scene that made you completely out of control?

"And, it seems that it can erode your flesh and blood?"

"Dark blood? Can infection be spread through blood?"

"But the infectious and erosive forces don't seem to be very strong.."

Caesar stretched out a finger and lightly tapped the belly of Laker's forehead.

The powerful 410 sun energy was directly forcibly poured into the body of Big Belly Lake.

The power of the sun, the strange breath, the two turned the body of Big Belly Lake into a battlefield.

Light and darkness, strange and holy, two completely different energies made Pot-bellied Lake's body become light and dark, and at the same time Pot-bellied Lake's body began to tremble.

That is a powerful energy transforming and strengthening his body~!

The dark aura was very strange and deeply rooted in the body of Big Belly Lake.

But the energy of light is more powerful and endless, and although the dark breath has been rooted for a long time, it is extremely stubborn.

But when it encounters Caesar's power of light, it is still like ice and snow, but after a while, it begins to melt rapidly!

The ray of light was brilliant, and the body of Big Belly Lake stopped shaking, and the blood in the only one eye that was left quickly melted away, replaced by a touch of golden light!

Potbellied Lake, no, probably can't be called Potbellied Lake anymore.

Because his exaggerated belly has been completely consumed in the battle of light and darkness just now, his body has also been reshaped by Caesar's powerful energy!

The belly disappeared and the legs were healthy, but in the lost eye, even though the golden light continued to spread, there was always a dark stubbornness stationed there, so that Lake's eyes could not be regenerated!

"The energy is weak, but the essence is extremely high!

"There is also the tide of darkness, it turns out to be like that, there is the so-called blood of darkness, and the abyss demon, interesting, interesting!"

Caesar withdrew his fingers and stopped pouring energy into Lake.

If Caesar wanted to, he could definitely forcibly infuse huge amounts of energy to completely remove that dark aura.

However, that was undoubtedly too conspicuous, and Caesar didn't want to disturb the so-called gods.

At the same time, keeping that dark aura allows Caesar to study slowly.

"May I give everything for my lord! 99

The reborn Lake knelt down on one knee, patted his chest with his left hand, and presented a lofty etiquette to Caesar in high spirits!

Reshaping the flesh~body will definitely not come without the slightest price.

Caesar's energy invaded the entire body, and even the memory was browsed and transformed by Caesar while the energy was infused.

At the moment, Lake has become Caesar's most faithful believer!

Lake knelt down on one knee, Caesar got up, waved Lake to stand up directly, ignoring the shivering tavern owner and dancing girls in the tavern cellar.

The burst of energy in Lake's body just now was enough to shock the tavern owner and the dancers.

That, at least, is the power of a tenth-order saint.

The tenth level is called a saint, and the tenth level 1 is called a legend.

As for the twelfth order, that is the demigod of the human world!

Every powerhouse above the ninth rank is enough to be famous on the entire continent.

At the moment, Lake, after being infused with Caesar energy, directly crossed the barrier of the ninth order from the seventh order.

Become a tenth-order saint.

But the so-called tenth-order saints of Orant Continent, converted into the cosmos combat power level, are just entering the seventh level.

And the seventh level of combat power, Caesar can never lack.

Leading Lake, Caesar pushed open the door of the tavern, outside the door, it was still snowing in the sky.

"Come on, drive for me, let's go to Bliss!"

Caesar said softly, and then, he scanned and copied the most luxurious carriage near the tavern, and let the new so-called tenth-order saint, wielding a horse whip, drive the carriage, and drive into the distance!

A young man walking on foot in a snowy day and neatly dressed attracts too much attention.

Caesar scanned all of Lake's memories, and had some preliminary understanding of the entire northern region, as well as the Orant continent, including the Kas religion.

But after all, Lake's highest combat power was only seventh-order, and he didn't know much about much deeper intelligence.

If you really want to understand the entire Orlant Continent and the strength of the Cass pantheon, you still need to contact (adcc) some of the top powerhouses and the secrets behind them.

Known all over the continent, vaguely detached, and only in the city of bliss of the Kas religion, it is undoubtedly a good way for Caesar to get in touch with deeper information.

As for going directly to the Kass sacred mountain, the old nest of the Kass, to explore the bottom?

Caesar said that he did not want to rashly try the means of the Cass pantheon.

If you know yourself and your enemy, you will be able to win a hundred battles.

Information, in the cosmic war, is also extremely important.

The carriage moved slowly all the way. The new saint Lake, like the most loyal coachman, let the wind and snow keep dripping from his clothes, as if he was not afraid of the cold, and drove the carriage meticulously towards the City of Bliss.

The City of Bliss is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains of the Orante Empire, only three hundred miles away from the Holy City of Orante, the capital of Orante.

The carriage went all the way, and the creaking wheels pressed traces on the snow.

Caesar also followed the carriage, slowly and quietly perceiving everything around him.

On the road, from time to time a staggering figure suddenly fell to the ground and could no longer afford it.

Those were some refugees who had to leave their homes for various reasons and wanted to go to the city to beg for a living.

Just go to the church in the city.

They can live!

Cass is on!

But too many people fell on the road.

On the main road, besides refugees, there are also a large number of priests and nuns in robes.

They worked tirelessly and fearlessly rescued all those in need, while dealing with the bodies that fell to the ground.

The teachings of the Kas religion seem to be well-meaning!

Acting personally, helping refugees, countless living people, without asking for anything in return, and without interfering in internal affairs.

Such a religion, for some kings, is probably perfect?

However, when Cass dominates everything, why are there still so many refugees?

Caesar is thinking, what is the meaning of the Cass pantheon to maintain such an environment for the entire Orante Continent?

The class and technology culture of Orlant Continent seem to have not changed for thousands of years.

It doesn't matter who becomes emperor, it doesn't matter who becomes king, or it doesn't matter how many popes there are.

The Orlant Continent has never been unified, and the lives of ordinary people have never gotten better.

Even the power system of the entire continent has hardly improved.

Thousands of years ago, saints were rare, and thousands of years later, saints are still elusive.

Middle and high-level warriors, as well as those basic combat power, have never undergone essential changes.

Does the Kath pantheon simply need the power of these believers themselves to fight for the gods?

But how does a small god system composed of only a few median gods and some subordinate gods fight against the fifth-level scientific and technological literary star Hui Federation?

The fifth-level scientific and technological civilization means that they have a large number of combat powers between the thirteenth and fifteenth levels, as well as a large number of combat powers between the tenth and twelfth levels.

After all, what technological civilization is best at is probably mechanized batch manufacturing.

And the tenth-level combat power, converted into gods, is the lower god.

But in the entire Orlant Continent, there is not a single god who lives on the earth!

In the eight thousand years of Orland Continent, except for one person who has successfully ascended to God, no one has broken through to become a God.

So, why does the Kass god system compete with the massive mechanical combat power of scientific and technological civilization?

In other words, what is the purpose of maintaining the environment of Orante Continent for the Cass pantheon and the Protoss?

Caesar is very curious!

And just near the capital of the Orante Empire, the openly independent City of Bliss, may give Caesar some answers.

After all, there, it claims as long as you can pay enough.

Then, the city of bliss is enough to satisfy all your wishes.