Tyrant Parenting Guide

The star fields are vast and the stars are shining brightly. In the extreme eastern sky, there is a layer of whiteness. Unknowingly, the night is about to pass, and the sun will rise from the eastern horizon.

Arnos stepped on the soft clouds with both feet, his hair and pupils were dyed black, and the black color faded away.

From the root of his hair, the silver color gradually spread to the tip of the hair like a smudge.His golden pupils devoured the black in an instant, they were golden like a flame.

The puppeteer stopped and stood not far from Arnos, the corners of his mouth were exaggeratedly split to the base of his ears, his ear-piercing laughter seemed to pierce the eardrums, "Jie Jie Jie, you actually reached an agreement with Tian Yuan, borrowing his Your power, one day, you will be swallowed by this power!"

"Interesting! It's so interesting!" The puppeteer actually danced on the spot. He spun, raised one foot, and spun on the spot like a top.

Arnos's hair was about to blow up, and the puppeteer behaved weirdly, which made people feel creepy all the time.

The battle above the zenith is still going on, Iris and O'Neill are constantly colliding in the sky, and occasionally one side will be pressed down and hit continuously.

Judging from the current battle situation, Iris and O'Neill can't tell the winner.

After a funny performance by the puppeteer, he suddenly stopped. He stood on one foot, his upper body was tilted back, his neck suddenly turned 180°, his eyes were pure black buttons, and now the pair of button eyes are looking straight at with Arnos.

Arnos took a deep breath, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Iris' golden streamer being knocked into the air, while O'Neill's blue streamer was constantly chasing him.

In this situation, I can only rely on myself.

Arnos made up his mind, but his heart was peaceful.

Staring at the puppeteer on the opposite side, and clenched his fists, Arnos suddenly closed his eyes, and the feeling of power flowing in his body became extremely clear.

This power from the Tianyuan Demon King seemed to have completely become his own power at this moment.

What is the career template, Arnos has never seen it before.

Although Rhine and Iris always mentioned the career template, and a series of events were derived from the career template, Arnos himself had never come into contact with the career template.

Although he always said that he was the Demon King, it seemed that he was called that only because the Tianyuan Demon King was sealed in his body.

But at this moment, when mastering this power, Arnos felt that the thing that was isolated by the seal, like an energy core, was a career template.

At this moment, the career template was trembling through the seal, as if it wanted to break through the seal, enter his body, and help him master this power.

The Tianyuan Demon King was terrified at this moment, the crucial career template was about to escape from his control.

This is the only thing that must not be handed over to the little devil outside. Whether it is completely handed over to the little devil with power or unable to control the body, as long as the demon king's professional template is still by his side, there is still hope of victory.

But if he didn't even have a career template, he would be finished.

The puppeteer giggled, his limbs twisted and elongated, his body swelled, his limbs landed on the ground, and two arms protruded from his ribs, and he suddenly turned into a weird doll like a giant spider.

Arnos felt the power surging in his body, and felt the core template that echoed this power.

But in the end, the core that represented power did not respond to this call.

Open your eyes, the golden pupils reflect the puppeteer's weird doll shape.

"Oh——you have already controlled this power." The puppeteer became excited, and the six soles of his feet crackled and danced on the clouds. "Let me see how far you can use this power."

The puppeteer's forelimb, like the tip of a spear, pierced Arnos with an afterimage.

squeak--

It was like the harsh sound of a knife blade rubbing against an iron sheet.

In front of Arnos's forehead, a moonlight-like silver glow bloomed, colliding with the puppeteer's spear-like forelimbs, and the shield was covered with ripples like waves, blocking the puppeteer's attack.

Arnos's golden eyes had layers of ring-like golden halos, like double pupils, magnificent and evil, full of magical charm.

The puppeteer grinned from ear to ear and the corners of his mouth stiffened, "How is it possible, without a professional template, you can mobilize such a powerful force. You are just a child now. It is hard to imagine how powerful you will be when you become an adult."

Arnos stared at him, with a completely different solemn expression on his immature face.

"The one who kills and destroys the city is you!"

Under the cloud, the entire city was shrouded in darkness, but the screams and wailing seemed to go straight into the sky.

Collapsed houses, injured people, and dead people are everywhere in the dark city.

The trading city, Ayaborg, was completely destroyed.

The expression of the puppeteer finally put away his laughter at this time, he suddenly lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, the face of the doll had changed into that of a clown, and the bright red lips let out a hoarse voice, "Kill you now, That's the best choice."

"Now you are an unemployed person with the power of a legendary profession. This is even more terrifying than a legendary profession. This means that you do not have the constraints of a professional template."

"I see. I finally know what O'Neill is coveting."

The puppeteer's expression was crazy, "You represent a path of detachment."

"Is this what God wants to see!"

Arnos ignored all the words he heard, no matter what is special about him, what he has to do now is to defeat the puppeteer!

Iris is fighting with O'Neill, I have to protect myself and not cause trouble for Iris.

The golden glow and the silver glow erupted on Arnos' body, and the golden glow and the silver glow intertwined to form a beam of light, connecting the sky and the earth.

The puppeteer's six limbs bounced, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards Arnos!

Among the golden and silver radiance, a giant-like arm formed by radiance suddenly stretched out, and the huge palm slapped it down as if it were slapping a bug.

Arnos opened his eyes wide, staring closely at the puppeteer in front of him, seeing the puppeteer being slapped into the clouds by the giant's palm, he was quietly relieved.

Although he can mobilize powerful power, he can't turn this power into his own fighting ability, and he can't fight like Iris or Rhine.

Therefore, what he adopted was the method of reducing ten meetings with one force.

Turn your strength into solid limbs to control the battle.

The puppeteer was slapped into the clouds by the palm of his hand, and the six limbs were extremely fragile because they were too long, and they were twisted into joints at this moment.

But he was still laughing, the six limbs twisted out of thin air, the joints twisted, reset themselves, and returned to their original shape in just a moment.

He taunted: "A child's way of playing, the combat experience is too little, this way can't kill me."

Arnos's small face wrinkled, and he ground his baby teeth. Another arm protruded from the beam of light, and both arms stretched out at the same time, holding the puppeteer.

The puppeteer didn't resist, and laughed, "If you can't kill me, I can't die!"

The two arms seemed to fuse together, becoming a stronger arm, holding the puppeteer firmly in the palm, and waving backwards——

The puppeteer was dumbfounded and shouted, "Wait, what do you want to do?"

Arnos yelled, "I'm going to throw you far away!"

Since you can't kill it, throw it away!

I remember that time, Louis was beaten into the air like this.

With a wave of the arm, the whole arm broke away from the beam of light and flew over the sea, the sea area banned by the dragon clan.

In the process of flying to that sea area, the broken arm of the arm burst into flames, like a propeller, bursting out with a strong thrust, and flew into the forbidden sea area at a rapid speed.

Afterwards, there was a long and angry group of dragons moaning.

In the dark sea, a war seemed to break out.

Arnos looked over there, and the morning sun just fell at this moment.

In the extreme eastern sky, the light blue sky spreads towards the black starry sky.

The night sky faded.

Morning, here comes.

The dark clouds under Arnos' feet seemed to have no power to continue and gradually dissipated.

But there was still a wind supporting his feet, which kept him from falling.

On the ruins of Aya Castle directly below, the archbishop and the priests stood on a huge dilapidated and collapsed wall. The light of the morning shone down, bringing a trace of warmth that could not be reached.

The archbishop squinted his eyes and stared at the two streamers that had been fighting in the sky, then moved his gaze away slightly, and the figure of the little child in the sky was reflected in his pupils.

A young priest stepped forward and said, "Master Bishop, do you want to bring the Holy Son back to the Kingdom of God?"

"No need." The archbishop's old voice sounded, "I have seen everything I want to see. The gods, brave men, and legendary magicians are still in this city. Taking him away by force will cause even greater chaos. , this city can no longer bear the melee of many legendary professionals."

The archbishop's words implied that those kings by the sea would not miss this opportunity either.

Next, whether the tyrant and the child can successfully leave the Eastern Continent and return to the Western Continent depends on themselves.

The young priest lowered his head and respectfully said, "Yes, my lord bishop."

The archbishop turned around slowly and asked, "How is the investigation on the career template?"

A middle-aged priest replied: "In the past few decades, I have provoked small-scale wars among many countries. Judging from the current state, the career template...is in a non-renewable state."

"The only exception is our Holy See and those favored by God."

The archbishop sighed: "If this is the case, it will not be a good thing for us."

The middle-aged priest lamented: "If the war between the East and the West can break out, we can not only weaken the strength of all countries, but also eliminate most of the professionals and get more accurate data."

The archbishop said lightly: "Accidents are inevitable, don't worry, there is still a chance."

He stared at the sea with deep eyes.

Above the Zenith, the battle between Iris and O'Neill gradually ceased.

The golden streamer and the blue streamer stopped slowly, and Iris returned to Arnos. His clothes were a little messy and there were some injuries on his body, but they didn't look serious.

O'Neill, who appeared on the opposite side, was also a little embarrassed. His sky-colored hair was messy, and he stared at Iris coldly.

O'Neill took a deep breath, "This time, let's call it a day."

"The next time we meet, hope is the moment when everything ends."

There was a flash of anger in Iris' eyes, but he controlled his emotions, and he didn't stop O'Neill when he left.

Arnos grabbed the corner of his clothes and said nervously: "Iris, there are many people watching us."

Iris picked him up, took a deep breath, and said, "Don't be afraid, let's go."