Chapter 1437: Three drops of blood

After listening to Odin's account, Auguste's face suddenly paled. He didn't expect that the so-called tomb of the ancestors, the method of becoming a god, turned out to be a complete scam.
He tried his best and paid a huge price to come here, but at the expense of himself and make clothes for others.
This kind of huge psychological gap, no one can bear.
At this time, August finally understood why there were no gods among the blood races in the previous thousands of years, not really, but those who became gods, with the idea of ​​gaining greater opportunities, were becoming gods. After God, walked in here for the first time.
As a result, he was buried here.
And he seems to be unable to escape this fate.
"run!"
But August will not sit still, although he knows very well that the chance of running away from under the eyelids of the ancestor Odin is minimal, but how can he be reconciled if he doesn't try it?
At the next moment, August started suddenly and ran towards the distance.
"Do you think you are also Liu Lang?" Liu Lang's sudden disappearance made Odin worry about it. It was directly hitting him in the face. Now, August was going to run away, and Odin's face sank. .
Odin raised his hand, and the nine iron chains connected to the sarcophagus flew out.
The nine chains together with the sarcophagus are called the Nine Chain Coffin. It is a heavenly immortal artifact that Odin brought from outside the territory. As the years go by, the power of the Nine Chain Coffin is not as good as before, but it is more The immortal weapon of the ground level is still much more powerful.
The thick iron chain seemed to be only three or four feet long, far less than the distance that Auguste had already ran out.
However, when the iron chain was straightened, it began to extend continuously. The nine iron chains, like eyes, flew towards August. As soon as August ran without three or five steps, they were caught by iron. The chain catches up.
"Kakka..."
With the jerky clashing sound, the nine iron chains were wrapped around August's body, and Auguste was immediately wrapped into a zongzi.
After that, the elongated iron chain slowly shrank, finally pulling Augusta back to Odin.
"My ancestor, I am your offspring, and your blood is flowing in your body, please let me go!" Auguste knew that the struggle was useless, so he could only plead.
Odin laughed loudly, "Do you forget how you got here? You can kill your brothers, your own sons and daughters, and sacrifice them in blood. Why can't I refine you?"
"I……"
Auguste was choked into speech.
Liu Lang, who was hiding in the Stele of Heavenless Heaven, listened to the conversation between Odin and August, and sighed again and again: "Blood, really a cold-blooded race!"
Before, he thought Auguste was just a special case. Now it seems that this is a common phenomenon among the blood clan, and the root is in Odin.
This cruel and selfish nature is passed down from the blood.
The so-called dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, the son of the mouse will make holes, Odin himself is like this, where can the offspring be stronger?
"August, you were born with the fate of being refined by me, so next, seriously enjoy the last time of your life!" Odin pinched his hands with both hands, facing the nine-chain coffin.
The nine iron chains slowly pulled Augusta to the top of the coffin.
"Fire!"
Odin was a little bit more, a bright red flame suddenly rose up in the coffin body, even if Liu Lang was hidden in the Heavenless Sacred Stele, he could feel the extraordinary flame.
"This nine-chain coffin seems to be not only a weapon, it also has the power of refining and refining like a cauldron." Seeing Auguste being framed on the nine-chain coffin and roasting with an unknown flame, Liu Lang thoughtfully .
Auguste screamed again and again at first, after all, it was very uncomfortable to be burnt.
But soon, there was no sound.
"boom……"
After a few seconds of silence, August's body suddenly burned and turned into a big fireball.
Although the fire was strong, there seemed to be nothing wrong with Auguste inside. He just opened his eyes and stood there blankly, as if he had not died of anger. This situation lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour.
"Wow, wow..."
After a quarter of an hour, the nine iron chains imprisoned on Auguste slowly loosened and returned to the sarcophagus. The flame in the sarcophagus and the flame on Auguste also went out a little bit.
As the flame extinguished, August's body, like a mirror, began to appear cracks. As the cracks became more and more dense, they finally couldn't hold it and broke apart completely. .
The body turned into starlight, gradually dissipating, and finally only three drops of bright red blood were left, lined up and suspended above the nine-chain coffin.
"After waiting for tens of thousands of years, I finally waited for this day!"
Looking at the three drops of blood, Odin looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Li Tengguang, you pressed me with a realm back then, today I become a holy lord, see how you are, bless this small world? Everyone must die!"
"Li Tengguang?" Liu Lang was shocked when he heard Odin call out this name.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the war between the two races of humans and monsters had not yet begun. There was a great power in the human race, named Li Tengguang, known as Tengguang Tianzun. Li Tengguang was not only the well-deserved leader of the human race, but also recognized as the first person in the Three Realms at that time.
However, Li Tengguang disappeared inexplicably later.
It was precisely because of Li Tengguang's sudden disappearance that the Yaozu dared to go to war with the Human race, so that during the war, new leaders, Ji Changsheng and Yaoshang, emerged from the two races.
Listening to Odin's meaning, Li Tengguang had already been promoted to the Holy Lord, and when he was in trouble, he returned to the Three Realms. Under Li Tengguang's pressure, Odin only made peace with Heavenly Court.
When Liu Lang thought secretly about the ins and outs of the matter, Odin stretched out his palm and inhaled, and a drop of blood immediately flew into his palm and disappeared in a flash.
Odin, who had absorbed a drop of essence and blood, unbridled the momentum on his body, and the whole world in the mountain trembled. If Liu Lang hadn't stayed in the Heavenless Sacred Stele, he would be crushed by this powerful aura. Broken tendons.
"Rumble..."
After a while, in the sky, clouds began to spread, and thunder and thunder were deafening. Just by listening to the sound, you will know that it contains unmatched energy.
Odin looked up at the sky, eyes full of excitement.
"Crack..."
Suddenly, a flash of lightning fell from the sky and struck directly on the top of Odin's head. Odin's bundled hair fell apart, and an expression of extreme pain flashed across his face. His body was three feet tall, almost lying on the ground.
You know, Odin is a strong man at the top of the heavens!
"Heavenly Tribulation!"
Seeing this horrible sight, Liu Lang understood at once.
It's just that what Odin is experiencing is not the tribulation in the ordinary sense of the Three Realms, but the tribulation outside the realm.
(End of this chapter)