Chapter 529 Three Years

Crown hit the enemy and was about to add more force when he suddenly felt that his fist was no longer exerting force and the enemy disappeared like smoke.

"pity!"

He sighed secretly. Since it was not his original body, although his soul power reached the eighth level, his actual combat power did not reach the eighth level.

Otherwise, just the previous blow would have paralyzed the enemy.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a cruel arc, and his metal body burned with blazing golden flames of the sun. The surrounding space seemed to be distorted by the burning of the laws of the sun.

The wings behind him flapped gently, and countless metal blades burning with the golden flame of the sun filled the space and began to spin wildly.

Cthulhu's body emerged at the edge of the Tai Chi realm. Wounds appeared on his body surface, and black liquid continued to flow out, ignited by the golden flame of the sun.

Clown pounced at the enemy like a stream of light. He could not give the enemy a chance to return to R'lyeh, otherwise the enemy would rely on the magic circle in the city, and he would definitely not be able to break through in a short time.

Only the arrival of his real body could quickly break through the city's defenses, but if he left, he didn't think the enemy would stay here and wait to die.

Cthulhu opened his huge mouth, revealing a terrifying scarlet mouth.

At the same time, Clown suddenly felt his soul being hit hard and floated out of the Fire Cube.

The Tai Chi field was interrupted, and the golden flame of the sun covering the rotating metal blade dissipated instantly.

What was going on? Crown's soul fell into a moment of confusion, and then immediately pounced forward.

Under his divine command, the Fire Cube turned back and collided with the soul and merged again.

Taking advantage of the momentary chaos, Cthulhu escaped from danger and returned to the city.

With his return, the temple in R'lyeh was lit up with an evil dark green aura.

Then, the aura quickly spread to the entire city.

The city of R'lyeh was like a giant beast that had awakened, bringing a great sense of oppression to Clown.

Cthulhu looked up at his enemies in the sky with an uncertain look in his eyes.

Its original intention of releasing the secret soul technique just now was to block the enemy's attack and buy time for itself to escape, but it did not expect to knock the enemy's soul out of its body.

It could see clearly that this was an eighth-level soul occupying the body of a seventh-level metallic spirit.

This is possession!

The eighth-level soul shone with golden and silver light, emitting the aura that he hated the most.

That was his best chance to attack, but he didn't seize it. He knew that it would be almost impossible for him to find such an opportunity again.

However, even if he had seized the opportunity just now, it would have been impossible for him to destroy the enemy. At most, he could only cause certain damage, and he probably couldn't even cause any serious injury to the enemy.

Clown was also looking at the enemy quietly. He did not expect that the enemy could use the secret technique of soul to blast himself out of the body of the Fire Cube.

In the short time he was thinking, amazing changes took place in the city of R'lyeh.

The city walls rose higher and higher, and thick black fog spewed out from the temple, covering the sky above the city.

The ocean near the city was experiencing huge waves.

Huge waves fell and landed over the city of R'lyeh. When the waves dissipated, the entire city disappeared without a trace, and a huge whirlpool appeared on the sea.

Is this still possible? What should I do next?!

Crown was disheveled in the strong wind. He had never expected that the entire city would disappear. It was obvious that R'lyeh had sunk to the bottom of the sea.

He hesitated for a moment, then released a Fire Cube clone that fell into the sea.

He wanted to see whether the city of R'lyeh would fall into the sea at this time.

If he was still there, he would immediately fly back to Shattrath to start the "big account" and wait until the night of the red moon to launch an attack on the city of R'lyeh.

Three hours later, the Rubik's Cube clone emerged from the sea, sank into Crown's body, and brought the latest information.

Crown read the message and shook his head speechlessly.

The city of R'lyeh has completely disappeared. The Rubik's Cube clone searched the underwater area within a radius of dozens of kilometers, but found no trace of the city of R'lyeh.

The enemy fled, so cleanly and efficiently, without giving him any chance to continue attacking.

Having lost the clue to R'lyeh, Crown was unwilling to stay any longer.

The wings behind him fluttered gently, like a comet dragging a long stream of light, breaking the tranquility of the sky and igniting the gray fog for thousands of miles.

A huge head appeared from the calm and silent sea surface. Cthulhu looked at the direction where Clown left with cold eyes, his heart filled with humiliation and anger.

'After ten thousand years of waiting, when this continent and the spirit world merge again, I will be able to advance to the eighth level.

Humans who have offended me, our war has just begun.

At that time, the Mother Goddess of All Things will lead many gods to completely enslave this world, and you will be hung in my temple as my trophy.'

The tentacles on Cthulhu's head danced wildly, and he lowered his head and sank into the water again.

A small whirlpool formed on the sea surface, and soon everything returned to calm.

Shattrath City, Moya Manor.

Crown was practicing visualization in the underground training ground when there was a knock on the door.

The voice of the housekeeper Lord came: "Archbishop Janice is visiting, and I have welcomed her to your study."

Crown waited until he had completed the training volume he had set and then left the training ground.

When he stepped into the study, Janice stood up and handed him a thick stack of drawings:

"Your Majesty, good news has come from Loch Modan City. The blueprints for the new aircraft have been finalized, and the craftsmen are working intensively to manufacture it.

It is speculated that the first flight will be possible in half a year.

Archbishop Soran passed the blueprint to me, hoping that you can name the aircraft."

Crown took the blueprint and frowned slightly, "Why did Soran pass the blueprint through you?"

Logically speaking, this is a matter of church affairs, and the normal procedure is for Soran to submit the drawings to Archbishop Nick.

Janice was slightly stunned and began to explain:

"Perhaps it's because of Soraka, a transcendent from Loch Modan. Soran always writes to ask about her recent situation.

Your Majesty, I will write a letter to reprimand Soran for not following the procedures and urge him to correct his shortcomings.

Besides, I also have responsibilities.”

She understood that although this matter seemed insignificant, it actually violated a taboo, giving people the feeling that the jurisdiction of the Silver Dawn was too broad.

So she did not make any excuses, but simply bowed her head and admitted her mistake, while also secretly being alert.

"Well, it does need criticism and criticism, and each department needs to do its job in order to manage the church efficiently."

Crown nodded and stopped talking about this matter.

Janice probably didn't realize this problem, so Soren's choice is intriguing.

He quickly flipped through the blueprints, but since he couldn't understand them, he quickly closed them: "Let's name it Nostromo."

"Nostromo, in Hermetic language, means a starship. What a nice name," Janice complimented.

"hehe."

Clown looked at the other person's beautiful face, which overlapped in his eyes with the little girl who stood in front of him with her arms outstretched:

"Is this the price of growing up? You can also compliment people?"

Janice smiled awkwardly: "Is it so obvious?"

"certainly."

The spiritual concentration in the world is getting higher and higher, and the duration of the gray fog is getting longer and longer.

All kinds of strange creatures appeared one after another, but under the dual protection of the Moon-breaking Spiritual Light Array and the Sheltering Array, Shattrath City and other cities controlled by the Ming Cult did not suffer any major losses.

Time is like running water, it never returns, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three years, Clown seemed to have returned to the time when he first came to this world. Most of his energy was focused on visualization, practicing breathing techniques and Tai Chi, as well as improving his proficiency in Spear of the Sun and Falling Stars. His days were comfortable and fulfilling.

The only bad news is that the child who carried the Moya family's hopes has never been born.

Three years later, is that kid learning Nezha? Clown was not sure. He checked and found that the child was chubby and not a meatball, but he was always in a deep sleep and did not move at all.

If he couldn't hear the fetal heartbeat, he would have suspected that the boy was dead.

In the underground training ground, Crown ended his visualization and summoned a golden wall.

[Golden Light Mantra: 427651/2000000; Level 7]

[Sun and Moon Rotation Skill: 197599/2000000; Level 8]

[Holy Light Field (Tai Chi): 269463/3000000; Level 2]

[Spear of the Sun: 161652/1000000; Level 4]

[Falling Star: 163045/1000000; Level 4]

There has not been much progress in visualization, breathing techniques and field power, and there is nothing we can do about it.

Fortunately, he had plenty of divine power, and after continuous practice, he had mastered the two skills, Spear of the Sun and Starfall, to the fourth level, and their power was more than twice that of three years ago.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

If the various states were added up, Klauen believed that he could kill an ordinary seventh-level god with just one shot of the Sun Spear.

Of course, the premise is that these ordinary gods do not have strong escape or defense capabilities.

The divine rank was hard to come by, but facing his attacks one could feel how huge the gap between the seventh and eighth ranks was.

Over the years, Clown had also searched for the whereabouts of the Fire God and Cthulhu, but he only found some fire zombies and minions of the Deep Ones, and completely lost any trace of the two evil gods.

Closing the golden wall, he walked out of the training ground.

Not long after leaving the house, Lord rushed over: "Your Majesty, great news! The Pope gave birth to a baby boy!"

Clown raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"Okay, okay! This guy is finally willing to come out. Let's notify everyone and hold the celebration in a month.

In addition, all servants in the manor will receive wedding money, the amount of which is twice their monthly salary."

As he spoke, he strode forward.

Lord, who was already at the fifth level, struggled hard to keep up with him, and responded breathlessly: "As you command, Your Majesty, please be merciful."

Crown came to the bedroom and went to see Eliza first, while Andy was waiting beside her.

"Your Majesty, you are here! The Pope is very tired and just fell asleep."

Andy stood aside and said respectfully.

Crown nodded slightly. His wife was much thinner than she was three years ago, and her cheekbones looked very obvious.

Despite all the nourishing methods, a small part of her vitality was inevitably absorbed by the baby.

His genes have reached the eighth level, so his offspring are destined to be extraordinary.

If he hadn't used some tricks, the child would not have been conceived successfully.

"You stay here and call me when she wakes up.

How is the child?"

Crown asked, wondering in his heart whether the child would have certain characteristics of his past life. His soul came from the Blue Star, and the past was contained in his genetic code.

"Your Majesty, the little master doesn't cry or make a fuss, that's it..."

Andy looked rather embarrassed.

"What is it?"

"The little master's hair and pupils are both black. That pure black is a little scary."

After the gray fog appears, gray and black are considered ominous colors.

These two colors are no longer used in buildings or decorations in Shattrath City.

It is the same whether there is a church or a residential area.

"Black, I miss this color so much. I remember how many white hairs I had before I came here from Blue Star."

Clown muttered to himself. He understood the servant's worries because this was the consensus of many people - black and gray represented bad luck.

"It's just a color, don't worry."

After giving a comforting word, Crown walked out of the bedroom to visit his child.

The little guy was lying in the crib, looking at the world with his big black eyes.

When she saw him coming, she actually opened her arms.

"Ha ha."

Crown picked up the child and teased him, saying kindly:

"Your name is Charles Crown Moya."

The child giggled, the sound pure and healing.

Charles, in Hermetic language, means great.

"The young master will surely be a wise pope in the future."

Lord took out the pen and paper he carried with him and wrote down the name of the god's legitimate son.

Crown stroked the child's satin-soft hair and smiled, "I hope so.

Lord, please inform Archbishop Nick and let him publicize that black and gray are not ominous colors, but just two very common colors. "

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Eliza had woken up. She looked at the sleeping child lying beside her, her eyes full of tenderness and her heart seemed to melt.

The inheritance of the Moya family was finally stabilized, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

She was under a lot of pressure after being pregnant for three years without giving birth to a child. She asked her husband over and over again whether something had happened to the child.

Now that I see my child is healthy, all the depression and grievances I once felt have disappeared.

Andy brought the meal, and Crown took it and waved him away.

"Stop smiling like an idiot and eat something to replenish your energy.

Drink two more potions after dinner, and have a good sleep.

You are weak now, you need to take good care of yourself."

"I'm not smiling foolishly!"

Eliza glared at him fiercely, and the seriousness on her face could not be maintained, and she smiled again:

"Did the little guy really play while I was sleeping and fall asleep before I woke up?"

"You've asked me three times. Of course."

Crown placed the small table on the bed and opened the food boxes one by one and placed them on the table.

"After children are born, their bodies grow very fast, especially Charles.

Now I have to think about who will accompany me to study, so that I won’t be confused later.”

It is standard for the descendants of gods to grow rapidly, and within a few years, basic development will be completed.

We now select children with good character to come to the manor to study as companions. In the future, these companion children will be the natural foundation for the little ones.

"This is an easy choice, the two children from Nick's family must come.

Each cardinal will send a young man who is not much different from Charles' age to study with him. This has been decided long ago."

(End of this chapter)