Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

The New World, the Emerald Principality, the Zhenyun Temple, and the three black iron thrones are hanging high. Sieggel, Morrel, and Sean gather here, but Sean's return is not the deity, but just a mind body.

"The transcendent essence has completely dissipated, and nothing is left. If there is no accident, the king of the storm should be resurrected in a corner of the world."

Sitting on the **** seat and carefully examining the broken Wind Whisper Blade in his hand, Morrel came to this conclusion.

Hearing this, neither Sieggel nor Sean were surprised.

"My deity, this time the master of the sword of Damocles is aimed at the Blade of Wind Whisper. I suspect that he is probably trying to free the King of the Storm from the seal."

Seeing Sean sitting silent on the **** seat, Sieggel's old face had a rare dignity.

Hearing this, Sean closed his eyes in contemplation and opened his eyes. In the next instant, the broken Wind Whisper Blade fell into Sean's hands.

Om, time and space are distorted, and the river of destiny comes from nothingness. Using Wind Whisper's Blade as evidence, Sean begins to calculate various possibilities.

Seeing such a scene, the sacred tree of cause and effect is manifested behind the scenes, and strands of cause and effect are woven in Sieggel’s hands. Together, they use the past time as a foothold to avoid the current break of the wind whisper blade. This line, after calculation, broke through the fog, and Sean and Sieggel saw another possibility in the future.

The shadows of the ten demon gods flooded the world, and the terrifying power of the gods bloomed wantonly, and there was a tendency to destroy the entire Emerald Principality. In order to avoid the destruction of the country, the strong man of the Emerald Principality was forced to start a battle with the ten-tailed demon gods and was in Sieggel of the Kingdom of God also had to come with the Blade of Wind Whisper.

The picture dissipated, and the Wind Whisper Blade in his hand was allowed to fade into gray, and a gloomy light flashed through Sean's blue pupils.

"From the results of the performance, the other kings of natural disasters pay more attention to the king of wind disasters than we expected. In order to rescue the king of wind disasters, they even took the risk of alarming the gods to force their actions. There may be something hidden in this. Things we don't know."

The deep voice sounded, and there was a trace of doubt in Sean's words.

"If you say that, the person who most wants to rescue the King of the Storm should be the other kings of natural disasters, but the Sword of Damocles is an artifact of the ancient sun god. Judging from all previous performances, he should have the legacy of the ancient sun god. The power of, even one of the backs left by the sun god, in such a situation, no matter what, it shouldn’t be easily controlled by the king of natural disasters, right?"

Looking over Sean and Siegger, Morrel spoke. The Lord of Natural Disasters is essentially different from the gods, and the sword of Damocles is still a Tier 8 artifact and should not be affected by natural disasters. It's easy to grasp an alien like the king, after all, although the king of natural disasters is immortal, but after all, he only has the seventh rank.

Hearing this, Sean turned his gaze to Sieggel.

"Siegel, can you still capture the existence of the Lord of the Storm?"

Hearing this, Sieggel shook his head.

"I can't perceive it. With my current control of cause and effect, when a person dies, the cause and effect will naturally dissipate. After all, the king of the storm will die once, and the cause and effect that I entangled in him has disappeared in the process."

There is a hint of helplessness in the words, Sieggel speaks, people die and debts are eliminated, and the cause and effect are also the same. Of course, from a deeper level, some cause and effect are reincarnation and indelible, but Sieggel’s own The ability is still not up to this point.

Hearing this, Sean's expression remained unchanged.

"The other kings of natural disasters?"

"I have tried to trace the traces left by several kings of natural disasters, but found nothing, as if they have all disappeared from this world."

Speaking softly, Sieggel's brows frowned. He had done similar things before. At that time, although he could not accurately capture the traces of the king of natural disasters, he could always confirm their existence. It's blank.

Hearing this, a sharp light flashed through Sean's blue eyes.

"It seems that someone has concealed the traces for them. Not many people can do this in the present big world of Liberal Arts."

Muttering softly, leaning on the throne, Sean's eyes drifted away.

And hearing this, Sieggel and Morrel were also thoughtful.

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The Old World, the Kingdom of Sutilt, Karpas.

Inside the palace, Amir, the queen of Sutilte, is wearing the simplest white veil and sitting on the luxurious throne, without the majesty of the past, but lingering with an invisible mystery.

The hall was empty, only the great wizard Rose Tudan, wearing a silver-gray robe, stood there quietly, his eyes down, not daring to look directly at Amir.

"It will be inconvenient for me to show up in the next period of time. The reorganization of the kingdom and joining the royal power alliance will be left to you."

The soft words sounded and echoed in the hall, looking at Rose Tudan, Amir spoke.

"Your Majesty can rest assured that our control of the kingdom has touched all aspects in these years. Although the kingdom's restructuring and joining the royal power alliance will have some twists and turns, there will be no major problems."

Loudly, Rose Tudan gave his assurance.

Hearing this, Amir's face showed a gentle smile.

"Thank you so hard, teacher."

Upon hearing this, Rose Tudan's expression suddenly changed.

"Your Majesty, since you have returned, please stop calling me a teacher, I can't afford it."

With words, Rose Tudan bowed to Amir and performed a student-teacher etiquette.

"Ms. Ross~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Although I was your teacher in the last life, you will be my teacher in this life. You don't need to be like that."

Understanding Ross Tudan's concerns, Amir spoke.

Hearing this, Rose Tudan remained indifferent, still maintaining the previous salute posture.

There was silent silence. Seeing such a scene, Amir sighed slightly. He had reincarnated many times. Sometimes he was utterly awkward, and sometimes he would wake up. In the process, he also wanted to touch fate more than once. , But every revelation he received was ten dead and no life, so he hibernated, prepared for the future, waiting for the time to come, and Rose Tudan was the student he accepted in his previous life, and he was also left behind. Of a pawn.

"In that case, I will never call you a teacher again."

Looking at Rose Tudan, Amir did not insist.

After the words fell, there was a sense of distraction in his heart, and Amir's figure disappeared. He always thought that although he was the goddess of fate, Croto, but he is now Amir Bensien, but it is a pity to follow him. With his true memory awakening, many things inevitably changed.