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Sui Xiong certainly has a way.

His method is very simple, that is, when Leon enters the semi-god realm and the Eagle God intends to revive, he suddenly attacks and imprisons the Eagle God's divinity.

This method is simple and crude, but it should be very effective.

No matter what tricks the Eagle God intends to play, as long as his divinity is imprisoned, He will not be able to toss.

As for the question of how to imprison divinity? Haha, this, Brother Xiong is confident that he still has some experience.

He imprisoned the divinity of the God of Fear for decades and eventually completely wiped it out. He has practical experience!

All he has to do now is to pay close attention so as not to miss the opportunity to attack.

Although he has done a lot of auxiliary work, it is said that the Eagle God should have no way to revive, but there are exceptions to everything. If he doesn't seize the opportunity, if something unexpected happens, Leon is really resurrected by the Eagle God, it will be really bad!

Leon had no idea about the plots and calculations surrounding him. He only knew that he was in a good state now. His strength was like a tide, surging endlessly from his heart. With every sword strike, he could clearly feel that his strength was getting stronger and more condensed.

Each of his swords was stronger than the last one. If the evil dragon had not been getting stronger, he might have been killed by him long ago.

(Such an opponent is so satisfying!)

Leon cheered in his heart and swung the sword with all his strength.

The light of the sword had become blazing white, as if it was burning to a very high temperature. With every swing of it, there was a buzzing sound vibrating in the air; with every strike of it on the evil dragon, there was a low thunder-like boom.

But in the face of such an attack, the evil dragon actually resisted, and even slowly adapted.

Its eyes gradually became bright and calm. Although the vicious breath became stronger and stronger, the taste of chaos became less and less.

This was the thing hidden in its body by the Holy Spirit, and it was taking effect.

The Holy Spirit had indeed spent a lot of effort to completely conceal his identity. Not only did he shatter his soul, he also specially hid an important artifact of another fallen god in his body. Once this body was occupied by the evil dragon, the artifact would shatter, allowing the god's divinity to be released.

The identity of that god was special. His divinity could devour the divinity of the Holy Spirit and use it to strengthen himself. If everything went well, relying on these divinities, perhaps He might even have the possibility of resurrection.

Of course, this possibility was very low, and even if He was resurrected, He would not have a good end. But the Holy Spirit did not care. He had put everything aside and only considered completing the greatest cause.

For that great cause, sacrifice was inevitable.

Mortals can sacrifice, Holy Spirits can sacrifice, and gods can sacrifice as well!

As for whether the mortals and gods who were sacrificed were willing or not... As a Holy Spirit, he was willing, would others have the nerve to be unwilling?

Besides, even if they were unwilling, so what. The arrow has to be shot. As long as he has everything ready, it is up to others to sacrifice or not.

Just like those mortals who have been sacrificed, how can they be willing to sacrifice? But the knife is cut down, and they have no choice but to sacrifice.

And those noble cavalrymen who are destined to die, they are definitely unwilling to sacrifice, but since they have become chess pieces on his chessboard, it is not up to them to sacrifice or not.

Even the chess player himself has sacrificed, so does the chess piece want to sacrifice or not?

Only for the god who is about to be sacrificed, the Holy Spirit feels a little guilty. But guilt is guilt, and he will not hesitate to do what he should do.

He has done too many things to let others down, and he doesn't care about one or two more.

Anyway... he is dead, who would care about the dead?

Even if he cares, it doesn't matter. He is dead, who can do anything about a guy whose soul has collapsed and turned to ashes?

When the Holy Spirit made this plan, he laughed happily. Although he himself was destined not to see the scene when his plan was realized, he couldn't help laughing as long as he thought of its effect.

The Lord of Light was also laughing. He stared at the stone tablet in the dark and smiled coldly, without any warmth in his smile.

"There are always some people who overestimate their own abilities and want to do something inappropriate and fight for something they don't deserve." He said, "You are not the first, nor the last."

Under the stone tablet, there was an ambiguous will, as if roaring.

"Don't shout, save some face for yourself." The Lord of Light raised his mouth slightly and said sarcastically, "When the king of the world is overthrown and put on the guillotine, he often says something like 'I am the king, and I must die with dignity'. You are much more noble than the king, how can you not talk about face?"

The will under the stone tablet regained its calm and stopped roaring.

"That's right, don't worry, if everything goes well, you will have a chance to revive." After hitting the other party with a whip, the Lord of Light threw out a carrot, "If my plan can be successfully implemented, then by then I will definitely be a member of the great divine power, and may even be the strongest among the great divine power. What's the big deal if I revive you then?"

But these words did not convince the will under the stone tablet. It did not mean to be happy, but rather to be mocking.

"Haha, even you are mocking me... I know that my idea is a bit presumptuous, but life should always have some ideals, just like what a friend I have known for a short time said, if a person has no ideals, what is the difference between him and salted fish? Didn't you challenge me for your ideals back then?"

"Speaking of which, do you know? In recent years, I have met another guy who is very similar to you. But he is different from you. You are good at fighting, and he is good at playing dirty." The Lord of Light said, "He is really good, and he has played a lot of tricks, but unfortunately he has always been a pattern. Too small, can't play any earth-shattering drama, which makes me a little disappointed. "

"The most important thing is that He himself is too narrow-minded. A shallow pond can't raise big fish, and a dried-up river can't carry a big ship. With such a narrow mind, it is impossible to replace me!"

"If there is a chance, I want to introduce you to each other. You will definitely have a lot in common." The Lord of Light said, "You are all equally ambitious, you all only focus on one aspect, and you are all the same... It makes me laugh."

After saying that, He turned around and left.

The secret room returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.