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03085 Twelfth Floor of the Trial Tower

Friga made a little wrong.

Halle's awakening process went smoother than she thought.

But this is not a good thing, but rather it shows that her bloodline is thinner than Friga imagined.

The more Harley's magic reserves are consumed.

This means that the stronger her divine bloodline is.

But she had only consumed 30% of the magic power stored now and had already completed her awakening.

This shows that her divine bloodline is very, very weak.

"Friga, it seems that you have read it wrong," Chen Zhao said with a smile.

He didn't care much about this.

With Halle's talent and potential, it doesn't make sense to be more or less.

Anyway, I want to improve her bloodline.

Friga was not angry, nor was he angry because he was misunderstood.

"Her ancestors have awakened with some means. Although this means can certainly be able to awaken successfully, the price is to sacrifice the potential of future generations."

"Will her awakening now sacrifice the potential of her descendants?"

"It's completely two ways of awakening, and will I choose which method is inefficient and endless troubles?"

Well, Friga has her own pride too.

As she drove Halle, Chen Zhao said, "I will give you Badel's blood as soon as possible. After trying Badel's blood, you will sign a contract. In addition, after returning to the headquarters, you can apply for a resource in West and you can replenish your magic as soon as possible."

"President, there are many...a lot of gods like you in this world?"

Actually, what Harley wanted to talk about was a monster, but after thinking about it, she still felt that the name God was more suitable for their current relationship.

"I'm not a god."

"But even God serves you... Ares, the god of war in Olympus mythology, and even the queen of Friga, the noble Nordic mythology, will serve you."

"I'm just stronger than them, that's all." Chen Zhao said calmly: "There are many powerful methods. Being a god is not the only choice. Of course, among the friends I know, some people still choose to become a god."

"President, are you not becoming God because God is not good?"

"It's not bad, it's just not suitable for me. And with my current strength, even if I call myself God, the God in your and my cognition is actually a powerful existence with strong strength and certain characteristics. In the cognition of ordinary people, as long as it is powerful and beyond their understanding, it can be called God."

"Since you are so powerful, why is the reputation of the Supernatural Society so small?"

"The advantage of being a small reputation and a small reputation is that the government will not be afraid, and other forces will not be vigilant. In the words of us Chinese, it is to make a fortune in silence. No one will be unable to get along with the weak supernatural association. Even if we want to be enemies with us, we will most likely not take us seriously. We have the ability to obtain a large amount of resources and will not attract attention. What's wrong with this?"

Halle was speechless for a moment, OK, what Chen Zhao said makes sense.

Before she joined the Supernatural Society, she also specifically inquired about the reputation of the Supernatural Society.

The result surprised her. It is said that the Supernatural Association even had a haunted community to complete the elimination of the soul.

But at this moment, I think how ridiculous this rumor is.

As far as the people from the supernatural associations she knew could easily smooth out a haunted community.

...

The Supernatural Society is in good condition at present.

Several newcomers performed well.

Progress is still quite obvious.

Of course, this is because their original strength is too low.

So any growth will be particularly obvious.

If a person who only has one dollar, it will double the amount of money to get one dollar, but if a person who has one hundred dollars, even if he gets one dollar, he will be ignored.

The Youth Supernatural Fighting Competition also ended smoothly.

The government people happily picked up the top four people.

It means that they will be government members in the future.

The top four were also very happy and finally found the organization.

Chen Zhao entered the trial tower again, on the twelve floor.

Chen Zhao has recently consolidated his cultivation level in the Feather Realm and feels that he has improved significantly. He plans to challenge the twelfth level.

When Chen Zhao entered the twelfth floor, he saw an extremely vast but desolate world.

But there is an extremely rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth here.

Chen Zhao spread his perceptions.

No gatekeeper on the twelfth floor has been discovered yet.

Chen Zhao was a little surprised.

There will be a difficulty increase every three levels, which is a small level.

At the sixth level, the difficulty is increased linearly, which is a big level.

Chen Zhao believes that the twelfth floor is also a big step.

Therefore, the strength of the gatekeeper will be extremely terrifying.

But, where is the enemy?

Previous level guards will take the initiative to attack.

But now, Chen Zhao has been here for a long time but no one has appeared.

Do you need to find the guardian of this level by yourself?

Chen Zhao flew into the sky, and there was nothing in the sky.

However, when Chen Zhao flew to a higher altitude, he looked down and found that the world below was a huge head.

Chen Zhao didn't know if that was considered a head.

The head turned around in a vast way, and it was the head of a demon.

The size is probably larger than that of the moon.

The demon skull was open, and the black and red flames were constantly sucking in its mouth.

Isn’t this Demon Skull the gatekeeper you are about to face?

Or... this world itself is a gatekeeper?

Just in this truth, the Demon Skull discovered Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the demon's skull no longer sucked the flames, but sucked.

Of course, this suction is not enough to suck Chen Zhao in.

The peaks, air, and flames on the surface of the Demon's Skull were all sucked into the mouth.

The next moment, the Demon Skull suddenly vomited, and all the spit out were demons.

Chen Zhao took a deep breath. All these demons have intermediate or above strength, and all have domains.

But these demons have empty eyes and no spirit.

What is this Demon Skull?

Or who is he?

Can he create demons?

But it seems that he is still a little short of real life creation.

The demons he created were extremely powerful and countless.

But it cannot create life.

Chen Zhao waved his arm and dark magma covered it.

In an instant, the dark magma that covered the sky and covered the demons.

Then it swallowed, and the area of ​​dark magma grew a lot.

However, no matter how the amount of dark magma grows, it does not have much significance to Chen Zhao.

Dark magma can no longer increase Chen Zhao's upper limit.

The dark magma turned into a giant fist to smash the demon's skull.

The Demon's Skull was smashed and deviated from its original position.

Chen Zhao couldn't help but frown.

This Demon Skull feels a little weak.

If it is only this level, it will be almost no threat to yourself.

Is these twelve levels?
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