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Power itself has no shape; its existence is a concept.

Therefore, power itself does not have a fixed form.

It is because of this that so much preparation is needed to dig out power.

It was dug out, but the connection was still not severed.

The power may have been dug out by Bell, but the mark on it has not yet been erased.

As long as the power still bears the brand of Ikelos, then it is impossible to completely kill Ikelos.

"oh! Is this the power of Ikelos?"

Loki seemed a little excited and excited at the moment. After all, this was the first time he saw the external appearance of other gods' powers.

"Yes, this is the power of the god Ikelos"

"So, can I kill Ikelos now?"

"It's a pity that we still can't do it now"

"Why!"

After hearing God Loki's third question, even if Bell didn't look back, he could still see the unhappy expression on God Loki's face, but Bell didn't pay much attention to it and reminded him slowly:

"God Loki, please restrain your murderous intent. Even though God Ikelos is bound to die, please respect this process a little bit. If you can simply kill the gods, don't you think the gods are cheap?"

It's quite cheap.

Loki glanced at Ikelos, who was almost half-breathed. Although he looked like he was about to die, she also knew that this guy's life was very long.

Power cannot be destroyed, Once Ikelos is strangled to death, the power will take Ikelos back to heaven to spend a certain amount of time rebuilding his body.

Therefore, if the problem of power is not solved, Ikelos cannot die so quickly.

Even if it doesn't solve the problem of power. Even if we really want to die, we have to wait until this problem is solved.

"So have you figured out how to deal with power?"

"Absolutely not."

Bell's direct denial made Loki slightly startled, but then she laughed again.

"You boy don't want to think about the solution before taking action?"

Bell does not deny this. He naturally knows that power is difficult to handle.

As a person with this power, Bell knows better than anyone else that power is difficult to handle.

As a rule of the world, unless Personal strength is superior to the world. Otherwise, wanting to solve the problem of power is a false proposition, which is the same as wanting to destroy the world.

"No...impossible...power will never be stripped away so easily……"

Ikelos was taking in less air and outgoing more air now, but his mood was much calmer at the moment.

Without a solution to Quan Neng, there is no way to stop Quan Neng from taking him back to heaven.

Ikelos, who understood this, felt a little complicated at the moment. He didn't expect that as a god, he would be forced to this point.

Bell also agrees with this.

Power cannot be stripped off simply by stripping it off, it can only be done if you have the power to dominate the world.

But there are no tricks.

A circular array of runes suddenly lit up on the ground. Bell stood up straight, the hood on his head was pulled down, and his face showed solemnity and seriousness, even far more than any time in the past.

"Mother of the world, please hear my prayer"

"I pray to you as your child, please take away this power that originally belongs to you"

"Please allow me to give this man the necessary rest."

The meaning of the words is very simple, even so simple that the five gods present clearly understood it.

"Hahaha... Praying to the Mother of the World? ? ?"

Ikelos was stunned for a few seconds and then let out a hoarse and wanton laugh. In his opinion, this was nonsense.

"Why do you think a human from the lower world can attract the world?"

Even if Ikelos understands that the world has self-awareness, it does not mean that the consciousness of the world will appear here.

Suddenly, an invisible hand stretched out from the void and grabbed the power belonging to Ikelos.

Ikelos Kelos's voice stopped suddenly, replaced by a tone of disbelief.

"Why! ?"

"Why would a mere human request make you appear?" (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Why... why?……"

The voice of disbelief slowly turned into tears.

The power that was originally held by Bell has disappeared without a trace. No one can sense the arrival of any existence. Only the disappearance of Ikelos' power can prove this.

Bell looked down at the God Ikelos on the experimental table... No, to be precise, the God Ikelos at this moment is no longer a god.

At the moment when his power was taken back, Ikelos had completely fallen from the throne.

He is no longer a so-called god, just a false god with his self sealed.

".This is the result, the god Ikelos... no, it's Ikelos"

"Now you are just a sealed false god."

Bell was not overly sarcastic or irritating, he was just stating the most real facts, but such facts also stimulated Ikelos enough. The identity he was proud of and the identity he was proud of was completely deprived at this moment.

And the deprived People are not other people, they are the world that gave birth to their gods

"Impossible... Why is the world self-aware?……"

"I...cannot be deprived……"

"I……"

At this moment, Ikelos was like a broken tape recorder, constantly repeating those self-denying facts.

Bell shook his head slightly. The first god doubted his own life after being deprived of everything. This symptom was much more serious than the previous symptoms.

It seems that depriving the gods of their power is the greatest stimulus to the gods.

But Bell can also understand this idea.

It was like (Nuo Haozhao) had his most precious thing taken away. If the same thing happened to him, he would probably have a headache.

But even if he felt the same, Bell would not forget the business at hand.

Ikelos knew too many secrets. At this moment, he had to die, and he had to die completely. Not even a trace of his soul could be left, otherwise Bell would risk being exposed.

Bell, who was always paying attention to the soul of Ikelos, gradually discovered that the soul that was not easy to collapse before had begun to show signs of being easily corrupted.

"Farewell, then, Ikelos."

The hand penetrated Ikelos's chest and took out his heart.

The soul was completely crushed in an instant.

The soul that had acquired the decay no longer had any resistance, and even the residue was dissolved with just a little persistence. Became the Gray Messenger.

Ikelos, officially dead!

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