The soul oath is the most fundamental place engraved in the minds of all human beings. Almost anyone can swear to his soul. The divine oath passed down from ancient times has taken root in almost everyone's heart. It is a noble glory, an endless wealth, and a peak wisdom. But while bringing all this, it is also an unavoidable natural barrier.

You can betray the family, you can betray your relatives, you can betray your teacher, you can betray your lover. You can also betray anything you can betray. Scum, evil, devil, extremely evil, madman, mentally ill. But there is only one you can't betray, and you can't betray in your life. That's yourself.

No one can betray yourself because your every word and action is yourself. No matter what the so-called action is, it is ultimately your choice. Since it is your choice, how can you say it betrayal? Therefore, the soul oath cannot betrayed at all.

The soul vow is the limit that a person has already achieved. When he makes a vow, he vows to himself and to the world. Everything he says is listening to, and everything he describes is agreeing. Anyone who makes a soul vow will be protected by the world and will not allow anything or life to prevent the execution of this contract.

Sacred and noble, even the gods must look up to it. The effect of this contract is carried out through the past and present, until the end of the world.

When a person makes a soul oath, he can even exert ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times of power without any scruples. A person can only make a vow once in his life, and can only bear pain once. The increase brought by this soul contract makes the world even more eye-catching, and almost nothing can withstand the combined attack of the soul oath and the proof of the glory oath.

Unless... is the absolute power of the fourth sequence, the right seat of God.

"A testimony of the oath... you are quite sinister, kid."

The flame, a ball of living flames, suppressed all the light in a flaming red spot. After the flame, the dirt on his face was like a mask, half broken, and Gao Gen showed a smile of winning. The half-exposed side face, under the purified hair with sparks, had a strange consciousness that destroyed all psychological defenses.

"I said you little guy..."

The high and low voice was like a heavy hammer hitting the young man's chest. It was so light and relaxed, just like the exercise after dinner after dinner, and even the sweat was not flowing down. This relaxed look was like a saw cutting the boy's heart.

"Who told you that I can only move two hands?"

The young man was trembling all over, and could only look at the palm that floated from the legend in despair, and gently enclosed his hopes and glory in his palms. Just like those ambitions and beliefs are all illusory things. He was held in the palm of his hand by this red giant named reality and could never be broken free.

"What...that's..."

He let go of the long sword in his hand and also let go of his so-called glory. This guy was like a child who saw a dragon. His pupils were scattered, his heels were weak, and he staggered back, covering his head, shaking his head, muttering in disbelief.

His dreams, his hopes, and even the vows he made with his soul... are all over.

It was a huge palm composed of a bright flame. It was thick and stable. The flames and shadows formed this supernatural palm. It was a lifelike scale made of shadows and mist. A small tongue of flame was still spraying at the joint between the scales. The front end of the palm was sharp and red nails, and the front end of the nail was almost pressed against the boy's throat.

But the owner of the palm seemed to realize that the young man had no combat power anymore. He just grabbed the long sword boredly, shrank slightly in the air, and pointed it at the Bullock man and the elf with threatening threats.

"This is, the mage's hand? It's impossible? How could the mage's hand have such terrible power?"

The three black mercenaries behind and Nico who had just reacted, also moaned when he looked at the flame palm. This could only be explained by supernatural means. Otherwise, it would not be possible to explain the fact that this thing is not magical.

The red palm was not as full of hostility and instability as the flame hand made of magic. Instead, it floated quietly in the air very peacefully. The female elf and strong man, who were almost only a few dozen centimeters away from the flame, did not even feel the heat coming from above, just like a phantom floating on it. If it were magic, the irritable flame would have long roasted any substance in the radius of ten meters into lava water. It can only mean that this thing is an illusion or something.

But the elves and the Brocks didn't feel that they could break this phantom.

They could see clearly just now. This huge terrifying palm, almost the size of a man, was like a chicken, and appeared from behind Gao Gen the moment the boy waved his sword. He easily grabbed the proof of fantasy that could not be destroyed in the general sense, and the legendary evidence in his palm.

Logically speaking, the sword in the palm of the palm should be used as a fantasy weapon, and with self-will and non-master things to fight to the end. But what about now? This guy is like a white snake that has been pinched for seven inches and is quietly shrank in the flames. It is like a young wife squatting into the palm of her hand, not even daring to let go of light.

The Brocks, who had already had a sense, looked at each other, and smiled and hid all the weapons in their hands in the black robe on their bodies. They raised their hands and signaled themselves to surrender. The others also spread the magic or something in their hands and raised their hands.

Even the legendary indestructible thing was caught, and then he wanted to fight against this giant flame hand?

At least with the imagination of the mercenary, it is estimated that only those monsters more than ten meters long can fight against this flame palm. And judging from the situation, it is absolutely impossible for this flame palm to be at a disadvantage.

All the mercenaries happily expressed that they wanted to survive. Only the dull young man was still there muttering in disbelief, refusing to face this fact.

"Isn't that good? Can we have a good talk now? Talk about why we ambush us?"

Gao Gen jumped out of the mud with a smile on his face, waved and dispelled the intimidating flame palm, and showed a bright smile to everyone. The evidence of oath flashing with white light was naturally held in his hand in the twitching eyes of everyone. Although the owner of this thing was still next to him...

"In a general sense, this is called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? But why do you feel so unhappy..."

Looking at the items obtained in the team channel, Nico spoke speechlessly on the team channel. The women nodded in agreement when they looked at the yellow weapon. In the team channel, the information just prompted was still lit up on the top.
Chapter completed!