Chapter 1052 What the hell is this rule of hell?



Only then did Elleiya nod, not quite understanding.

She knew something about the struggle for power in the empire.

She had heard Ash say more than once about going to another world, and she actually still had some resistance in her heart.

You are living well in this world, why do you want to go to the outside world, a strange world, with strange people, it's not good.

If Duoduolai wants to go, then go.

The news of Dolai's promotion to level eight quickly spread throughout the imperial capital and the entire empire. For a time, the Glorious Wizard Alliance and the Imperial Mage Corps from all over the country sent congratulatory letters. Most of them, whether they knew him or not, sent their blessings.

The youngest level eight in the Alpha continent broke the world record, which is the most shocking thing.

Especially, he was promoted to level eight quietly in front of so many level eight masters, which shocked everyone.

This is even more shocking than President Vasily's promotion to level nine.

Duolai calmly accepted all the information around him, and did not take any gifts. At his level, unless it was a real treasure, such as the Lihuo Shenjing, he could not use any ordinary things.

Everything seemed calm, and everything seemed uneasy.

At this time, the Wushen family seemed calm on the surface, but the bottom was in chaos. The news of Duolai's promotion to level eight was so sudden that they didn't have much time to react.

The voodoo organization is going to attack and kidnap Dolai. This news has been circulating for a long time, and they have also done a lot of preparation. Now Dolai has suddenly been promoted to level eight, and all the previous efforts have been in vain.

They frantically sent out messages to suspend all actions.

In the Alexander family, Toby sat slumped in the hall with a twitching mouth, absorbing news from all directions.

It’s so shocking, that guy has been promoted to level eight, this is incredible.

It only took two years to go from level 7 to level 8.

this...

Is this really the reincarnation of the gods?

He touched his smooth forehead, and thought of the knife in his mind, and his fear became even stronger.

The Voodoo Organization might hit a wall this time. Dolai has been promoted to level eight, so his enemy can only be level nine. With the strength he showed at level eight and the rules he has comprehended, only level nine can be his opponent. In other words, unless level nine is dispatched, he will not pose any threat to the opponent.

Level nine, there are only a few in the entire continent.

The Nightmare Ancestor is level nine, so he mobilized most of the level nine warriors in the entire continent, while Dolai is level eight, so he can only mobilize level nine warriors. This is truly terrifying.

Now, even the Church of Light and the Church of Darkness have to change their strategies from threats to winning over, or even assassinations.

A newly promoted eighth level, who was the first to be promoted to the ninth level based on the space rules. He alone almost affected the top leaders of the entire East Ring Continent.

Toby felt a little uncomfortable, and then he felt a little gloating.

Mills of the Witch God family has directly offended Dole, and now things are going to be interesting.

The news that Dolai had reached level eight spread quickly to all directions and forces, as if it had grown legs.

In a place filled with the power of death, a black figure walked out from a space crack.

Around the crack, a large number of believers' bodies fell to the ground in the form of a magic circle.

Under the altar in front of the crack, a burly man stood up slightly and handed over a piece of clothing.

The black figure nodded, took the clothes, radiated huge power to the surroundings, and then looked to the northeast.

That damn Dolai came here with two purposes. The first purpose was to establish the Mahakala Empire and collect faith. The second purpose was to kill Dolai.

He looked around and saw his believers. He snorted coldly, thinking that the strength of these believers was still too low.

The highest is only level seven, and the lowest is only level three or four, which is totally useless.

He thought for a moment and said, "Gather the people scattered across the East Ring Continent and other regions and quickly establish an empire. This god wants to quickly gain his own power. This time I brought the oracle and artifacts, which are enough for you to use."

The sturdy figure looked embarrassed at this time, "Respected Lord Mahakala, more than half of our believers died when you came. We need to hide now."

He didn't dare say too much, for fear that Mahakala would be unhappy.

Mahakala did not pay attention to what the man said, but looked around, stretched out his hand and made a move through the crack in space, and streams of black power poured out from the crack.

When descending to a world, the most difficult thing is to stabilize the channel. If the power cannot be transmitted, it is easy to be defeated by the local power. However, as long as the space channel is successfully established, there will be a constant flow of power, the power of the clone will be greatly enhanced, and it will be easier to develop believers.

He did the same thing in other worlds, but he failed last time and succeeded this time.

He continuously projected his power, then divided it into more than a dozen channels, and suddenly hit the bodies of those around him.

The believers who had gained power suddenly had black energy surging from their bodies, and they could hear heart-wrenching sounds of pain. Their figures kept growing taller and larger, as if they were experiencing inhuman pain. Their bodies were transformed, and soon, each of them turned into a giant five meters tall.

Their strength continued to improve, and soon they surpassed the sixth level and quickly entered the seventh level of rules.

Their aura also changed from being weak at the beginning to becoming the same as Mahakala's.

Transformation.

The rough man was shocked at first, and then he felt a little jealous, wondering why he was not transformed.

The transformation process was very long, and the painful voices of those people spread throughout the surrounding land. The roars, painful cries, and heart-wrenching screams touched the hearts of every remaining believer.

It's just that this force is so strong.

As they transformed, their power continued to increase, and the believers around them were stunned.

Mahakala glanced at the rough man and snorted, "Don't look at them. After being transformed, these people have no wisdom at all. This is also one of the reasons why you have not been transformed. You should lead these people and conquer an empire."

The rough man was startled and his heart turned cold. He immediately knelt down and said, "I swear to follow Mahakala until death." A fanatical smile appeared on his face.

He counted and found that a total of twelve people were promoted to level seven, which meant that he now had twelve level seven fighters.

The rugged young man was extremely excited.

If before, they were just a group of believers of the Holy Church who were hated by everyone, now, they have become a second-rate force in the world.

Unfortunately, there is no level eight.

All the actions of the rough young man were seen by Mahakala, who released mental toxins silently, constantly hinting at the psychology of everyone around him and deepening his position in their minds. Mahakala became more and more satisfied.

He looked at the world around him, and his expression seemed to become a little more interesting.

There have been some changes in this world. The dream rules seem to have grown a bit and have reached the initial standard of a dream wizard. The last nightmare guy seemed to have succeeded. He has caused changes in the world's rules. Also, what the hell are these hell rules?


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