Friega made a mistake.

Halle's awakening process went smoother than expected.

But this is not a good thing, on the contrary, it shows that her blood is thinner than Frigga had imagined.

The more Hallie’s magic power reserve is consumed.

It shows that her Protoss bloodline is stronger.

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

This shows that her Protoss blood is very, very weak.

"Frija, it seems that you may have misunderstood." Chen Zhao said with a smile.

He didn't really care about it.

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

Anyway, it is to improve her blood.

Frigga was not angry, nor did she become angry because of her missteps.

"Her ancestors have used some means to awaken, although this means can successfully awaken, but the price is to sacrifice the potential of future generations."

"Then her current awakening will not sacrifice the potential of future generations?"

"There are totally two ways of awakening, and which method will I choose which is inefficient and has endless troubles?"

Well, Frigga also has her own pride.

Putting Hallie in the car, Chen Zhao said while driving, "I will bring you Badr’s blood as soon as possible. After trying the blood of Badr, you will sign the contract again. In addition, after returning to the headquarters, you can Go to West to apply for a resource, you can make up your magic power as soon as possible."

"President, there are many... many gods like you?"

In fact, what Halle wanted to talk about was a monster, but after thinking about it, she still felt that the title of God was more suitable for their current relationship.

"I am not a god."

"But even the gods serve you... Ares, the **** of war in the Olympus mythology, and even the queen Frigga in the noble Nordic mythology, also serve you."

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

"President, you didn't become a **** because God is not good?"

"It’s not bad, but it’s not suitable for me, and with my current strength, even if I call myself a god, the **** you and I know is actually a powerful existence with certain characteristics and strength. , And in the cognition of ordinary people, as long as they are powerful and beyond their understanding, they can be called gods."

"If you are so strong, why is the reputation of the Paranormal Society still so small?"

"Small reputation has the advantage of small reputation. The government will not be jealous, and other forces will not be vigilant. In the terms of our Chinese people, it means making a fortune in silence. No one will have trouble with the weak supernatural associations, even Most of us who are enemies will not take us too seriously, and we have the ability to acquire a lot of resources without attracting attention. What's wrong with this?"

Halle was speechless for a while, well, Chen Zhao made sense.

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

As a result, she was shocked. It is said that even a haunted community was struggling to remove spirits from the Supernatural Society.

But think about it now, how ridiculous this rumor is.

As far as the few supernatural associations she knew, any one could easily smooth out a haunted community.

...

The Supernatural Society is currently in good condition.

Several newcomers have performed well.

The progress is quite obvious.

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

So any growth will be particularly obvious.

People who have only one dollar will double if they get one dollar, but if they get one hundred dollars, they will be ignored even if they get one dollar.

The youth supernatural fighting contest also ended smoothly.

People from the government happily picked up the top four.

It means that they will be members of the government.

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

Chen Zhao entered the trial tower again, the twelfth floor.

Chen Zhao recently consolidated his cultivation of the Eclosion Realm, and felt that he had already improved significantly, and he planned to challenge the twelfth floor.

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

But there is an unusually strong spiritual aura here.

Chen Zhao spread his perception.

No gatekeeper on the twelfth floor has been found 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 increases straightly, which is a big level.

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

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

But where is the enemy?

The previous gatekeepers will take the initiative to attack.

But now, Chen Zhao has been here for a long time without seeing the gatekeeper.

Is it necessary to find a gatekeeper for this level?

Chen Zhao flew high in 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 it counted as a head.

The head turned its head blankly, it was the head of a demon.

The volume is estimated to be larger than the moon.

And the devil's skull opened its mouth, and the black and red flames continued to flow through it.

Isn't this demon skull the gatekeeper he is about to face?

Or...this world itself is the gatekeeper?

Just to tell the truth, the Devil's Head found Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao's eyes condensed, and he saw that the devil's skull was no longer breathing flames, but sucking.

Of course, this kind of suction is not enough to **** Chen Zhao in.

The mountains, air, and flames on the surface of the devil's skull were all sucked into the mouth.

In the next instant, the devil's skull spit out suddenly, and all that came out were demons.

Chen Zhao took a deep breath. These demons all have the strength above the Intermediate level, and all of them have domains.

It's just that the eyes of these demons are hollow and there is no look.

What is this demon skull?

Or who is he?

Can he create demons?

But it seems that he is still a short distance from the true creation of life.

The demons he created are extremely powerful and countless.

But it cannot create life.

With a wave of Chen Zhao's arm, dark lava covered it.

The dark magma covering the sky in an instant envelops the devil in the sky.

After being swallowed, the area of ​​dark magma grew a lot.

However, no matter how the amount of dark magma grows now, it doesn't make much sense to Chen Zhao.

Dark magma can no longer increase Chen Zhao's ceiling.

The dark lava turned into a giant fist, slamming it down at the devil's skull.

The devil's skull was smashed and deviated from its original position.

Chen Zhao couldn't help frowning.

This demon skull felt a little weak.

If it is only this level, there is almost no threat to myself.

Is this the twelve levels?