In this ubiquitous continent of Pinfather.

Tom Madel is truly helpless, from weak to powerful, and practicing step by step slowly. It took thousands of years and countless hardships to slowly cultivate to the legendary level. Because he was appreciated by the God of Darkness, he finally entered the holy realm.

But at this moment.

He suddenly felt a kind of sadness and despair.

I kept yelling in my heart.

Why?

Why!

I have used so many means and tried all the possibilities, but I still never killed him?

It would be fine if he asked him to run away. After all, he had collected a lot of information long before he came to the Legend Continent, saying that the Lord of Shuguang was difficult to deal with.

But this guy was pulled into the holy space by himself, but not only did he not kill him, but now he is going to be killed?

What does this mean?

I brought dozens of Level 5 heroes to block you in the river. As a result, after we rushed in, we found that not only did you follow the level 23 divine equipment Garen, but you also had a blood pool with you?

Damn it.

Gan Linniang.

I don't agree, I'm competing for my father.

Unfortunately, he is no longer here.

William glanced at the backward necromancer, waved his hand to drive the remaining two legendary pros out of the space tunnel, letting them spit blood into the abyss, and then walked over with a smile.

The Necromancer looked at the two guys on the left and right, and couldn't help swallowing. It was so slap.

I am just an ordinary little wizard, a normal version without a sword!

Can we say something well and try not to do anything?

However.

No use.

He could not imagine that the two big muscle bulls with the main god fists would cause him any devastating perverted blows, plus completely unimaginable torture.

Next...

For thirty minutes, an extremely almost inhumane abuse occurred in the holy space.

No one knows it.

No one can save him.

Actually, that's all.

Odin actually gave the dying necromancer to the strong man.

"You...what are you going to do?" Tom Madel roared with a leaky air. He was shaking his body wildly, holding Odin's arm tightly with his hands, but even if he cut off his nails, he could not break free.

The man behind him was so strong and powerful that he imprisoned his body, making his thin and broken body unable to resist at all.

His Highness the prince smiled and stretched out Kato's hand to him: "What am I doing? What can I do? Aren't you going to kill me? Let you remember me in the future."

"Ah~!"

"Ah hiss~ no~ah..."

"Didn't you just want me to surrender? I'm convinced, I'm convinced. Don't continue. If you continue like this, I will die..."

"Take away... take your hand away, oh...no~"

Tom Madel's body trembled, and his expression was not so distorted, but the short-term pain could not bring him real relief.

Because he didn't know how low William's lucky value was...

And what is even harder to imagine is.

In this sacred and bloody battlefield, such an unknown scene happened.

"God, the God of Darkness saves me, save your servant..."

"I can't stand it after only 100 times, and you can't do it either!"

William then forced his mouth to open and smiled ferociously: "Come on, your body of Dharma Saint is too slow to recover blood. Try the fresh and delicious water of life."

"No, I don't drink, I don't drink, why don't you let me die. I beg you to be a person, and I'm also the Lord of Dawn City." The Necromancer cried, and tears flowed down.

But he could not resist William's powerful hands, and the treasure of Water of Life was still stuffed into his mouth.

As for the subsequent period.

200 times.

300 times.

400 times.

500 times.

600 times...

A full 1,300 times.

Three days and three nights...Three days and three nights!

William finally completed this sacred and great ceremony in full sweat.

At this time, Odin let go of the necromancer who had been completely exhausted. He fell to the ground and his face was dull and his eyes were dull, just like a walking zombie.

His Highness the Prince sat on the ground weakly, and couldn't help but mutter: "I am a necromancer who specializes in controlling the undead, and I have nothing to say about soul resistance."

"But the goddess of death is much more energetic than you. She won't resist at all after being controlled by me. Although she is also shouting, her voice is much better than yours..."

When the Necromancer heard this, he immediately came to his senses. He was not suffering a severe blow just now, but was just immersed in an unimaginable psychological shadow.

But now he knelt on the ground with horror on his face: "Master, please spare me, please spare me, and the master can control the goddess of death, and he will definitely become the lord of the Gods Continent in the future."

William asked him to stand up with disgust and said in a deep voice: "As a master of soul and spiritual Dharma saint, you should know your state. Don't think that you are a saint and you can't kill you. I need a thought now, so that you can't survive or die."

Tom Madel nodded, but suddenly he thought of the God of Darkness.

Next second.

The feeling of a split headache appeared, causing the necromancer whose soul was tortured to rolled on the ground, wishing to pull out the soul in his body, crush it hard and reassemble it.

But soon.

The necromancer, who was once again immersed in the shadow of his heart, forgot the God of Darkness and his belief in the Lord God. But he looked up at William who was a little dissatisfied, and said sadly: "Master, you have made a mark in my soul, but I am also a believer of the God of Darkness.

I was able to enter the holy realm because I signed a contract with him.

If I want to do anything against him, I will definitely be known."

"Oh? Then what do you mean?"

Tom organized the language with a tangled expression: "I have absolutely absolute loyalty to my master, but because of the contract, I have to fulfill the order given to me by the God of Darkness. If I dare to do something that violates his will, he will definitely know it."

William raised his eyebrows: "Tell me the consequences."

"The God of Darkness cannot let me die directly, or even control me, but I am born with darkness. I believe in darkness and good at undead magic. In addition, I successfully entered the holy realm after signing a contract with him.

So as long as I dare to betray him, he can strip my holy position of combat power and make me a useless great magician." After Tom said this, his head became lower and lower.

no way.

He was able to enter the holy realm because he accepted the gift of the God of Darkness, allowing him to understand more laws of darkness.

But those laws were not understood by him, and the things he understood were controlled by the God of Darkness.

The God of Darkness can give it, and it will naturally be taken back.

His Highness touched his chin and began to think.

He suddenly had an idea.

I don’t have to win him over to Dawn City at all, and I will serve myself now.

Although adding a saint now will increase a lot of combat power on the surface, as long as he betrays the God of Darkness, he will be an ordinary great magician, not as good as the two holy souls in his hands.

But if he continues to be loyal to the Magic God Cult on the surface and secretly signs a contract with the God of Darkness, he will eventually be under his control.

Then, this little boy Tom might become a super second-five boy.

So William said in a deep voice: "Then you continue to take over the Magic Temple. I just left two legendary pros. I was knocked unconscious when I fell into the abyss. Take them back to the Magic God Cult."

"By the way, don't mess around in the Legend Continent. If you stay here, you have to continue to fight against me. Even if you still have to return to the Legend Continent, don't accept the task of fighting against me."

Tom Madel hurriedly nodded: "Yes, master, in fact, according to the current situation, there is only space left, and the magic temple of the Great Magician of Time, there is indeed no meaning of existence."

"But what do you want me to do after returning to the Magical God Cult?"

"You don't have to do anything. After all, you are a Dharma Saint. It doesn't matter if this mission fails. At least you will take two good masters back. They won't give you any punishment. You just keep staying there.

As for the information about me, I just want to say it, without any reservations, there is still trouble left.
To be continued...