God surrenders!

Gudus looked at the boy shrouded by a pillar of light, and his originally arrogant heart suddenly sank into the bottom of the valley.

The saint son and saint of the elves were used by Gudus several years ago to become elves fallen fallers by the Holy Grail of Fallen Blood. At this time, the elves should not have the talented clan who can withstand the descendants of the elves.

Every saint son and saint are tribal geniuses selected from thousands of miles away. They have pure blood and pure spirit, and they have to undergo a lot of rigorous training. Ordinary tribesmen cannot withstand the arrival of the gods' consciousness on their bodies.

Gudus did not expect that among ordinary people, there was actually a young man who could withstand the gods' descendants of gods! This young man must be the secret helper of the elf clan. At the most critical moment, he could withstand the arrival of the elves' consciousness and complete the descendants of the gods!

"Hidden Son!" Gudus gritted his teeth.

In ancient books of the elves, Gudus read some words about the hidden sages, and knew that among the ancient elves, they would secretly cultivate a tribe who could accept the surrender of God, but this tribe could not get the title of the saint of the saint of the saint of the saint of the saint of the sacred tribe, nor could they enjoy the treatment of the saint of the saint of the sacred tribe.

Even if you become a saint, you will live an ordinary life like other ordinary people. Only when all the saints of the saints die and the elves are in danger of extermination and need to be saved by the elves, will the hidden saint appear. But more often, this hidden saints of the saint live like other ordinary people, and even until death, the identity of the saints of the saints will not be revealed.

This is really unfair to the hidden holy son. Therefore, ancient books record that hundreds of years ago, the elves abolished the hidden holy son system, and the number of vocations of the saint sons increased from the previous one to three.

Gudus designed to kill three saints and saints, but unexpectedly, the fact was not as recorded in ancient books. The hidden saints were always there.

"Gudus, you betrayed the elf bloodline and chose the Fallen Blood Clan. Can you tell me why you made such a choice?" The elf boy whose body was possessed by the elf god slowly walked towards Gudus, without any fear of Gudus, who was like a monster at this time.

"Strength!" Gudus showed a look of despair on his face. Although his strength was still increasing at this time, he had reached the peak of the Moonland Realm, and could break through at any time and become a powerful man in the Sun Realm.

But all this is nothing in the eyes of a real god, it is all like an ant.

"My strength has been stuck in the Moon Realm for too long, and I can't see any hope of advancing to the Sun Realm..." Gudus gasped, held the dark red blade in his hand tightly, and shouted loudly: "The elf bloodline has become a shackle for me. If I want to gain more powerful power, I must choose the bloodline of the Fallen Blood Clan..."

"Another poor man blinded by power!" A trace of compassion appeared on his face, and when he raised his right hand, a bright green light burst out from his palm.

"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. Whether it is the bloodline of the elves or the bloodline of the fallen blood clan, in the end, it will only turn into a handful of dust. Even gods cannot escape the fate of reincarnation!" The elf boy pointed at Gudus, and a green light suddenly appeared between Gudus' eyebrows.

A heart-wrenching pain emerged from Gudus's eyebrows. A moment later, a tender branch popped out of Gudus's eyebrows, looking like a tender leaf poked out of a plant seed that had just broken ground.

Gudus roared and grabbed the tender buds between his eyebrows, trying to pull out the tender buds between his eyebrows, but his hands could not touch the tender buds at all, and the tender buds seemed to be illusory.

But its damage to Gudus was completely real. Gudus could feel that the originally surging power in his body was actually surging towards the bud between his eyebrows.

"No, no,..." Gudus showed a look of despair on his face and let out a burst of wailing, but his body was like wood and could not move, as if it was nailed to the floor.

The elf boy didn't look at Gudus, but instead walked towards the body of the elf king Msykes.

Looking at Msiekes who was like a mummy, the elf boy showed a look of sadness on his face, and gently closed his open eyes.

All Msiekes's power was absorbed by Gudus through the Devourer Blade. Without the intervention of the Elf God, Gudus would not be able to break through the current realm and advance to the Sun Realm Powerful.

Unfortunately, Gudus did not expect that the tradition of hidden sages of the elves had always existed. Now, not to mention that he has not yet advanced to the Sun Realm, even if he really becomes a strong man in the Sun Realm, he will have no effect in the face of the Elf God Descendant with the power of a demigod.

Soon, the tender branches between Gudus' eyebrows began to grow rapidly. Using Gudus as nutrients, the tender branches between Gudus turned into a big tree more than ten meters high.

The branches of the big tree are completely integrated with Gudus, and it looks like Gudus's body melting and blending into the big tree, but who can know that this big tree has completely grown from Gudus' body.

Gudus was not dead at this time. His face appeared on the trunk of the big tree, full of pain.

"Kill me, please, kill me..." Gudus let out a wave of wailing, begging to the elf boy who had already descended to the gods.

Gudus turned into an elf tree, but the touch of being a creature did not disappear. At this time, he could feel the continuous growth of branches like tentacles in his body, as if tens of thousands of steel needles were constantly piercing his body. Every moment, he had to bear this pain.

The elf boy didn't even look at Gudus. This elves tree was fostered by Gudus's power, and Gudus used the Holy Grail of Fallen Blood to drink the blood of Fallen Life. His vitality was recovering so quickly. Not to mention being injured, he could do it even if he was reborn with a dead head. It would take at least a hundred years to exhaust the power in his body.

Gudus now cannot even commit suicide. A hundred years of pain and torture is a punishment for him!

"What a big temple. This is the most brilliant and tall of all buildings. The Holy Grail must be hidden here..."

"Why did all these elves escape? But it's good that if they don't escape, we won't have a chance to come in!"

"Haha, the temple is empty. Whoever finds the Holy Grail belongs to whom, and no one else can rob it!"

"Hey, look, there is a tree in the middle of the hall. It's so strange. Why does this tree look like a human..."

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The elf god smoothed Msiekes' eyes, heard the noisy sounds coming from behind, felt the breath of other races, and couldn't help but look angry on his face.

"When will the temple of the Elf Clan be able to allow foreigners to break in so unscrupulously..." A solemn and cold look appeared on the young elf's tender face, and slowly raised his right hand towards the person rushing into the hall.

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