As soon as the shadow jumped once, Vikramatia II heard Rennes' voice:

"Light of Heaven!"

"Light of Heaven!"

"Light of Heaven!"

Rennes shouted three times in a row, speaking very fast, as if speaking a hot mouth, but every word was clearly visible.

As his voice fell, three holy and vast lights lit up in the sky. The dazzling white light was warm and did not cause any harm to Vikramatia II. He only believed in the Black Emperor, not an evil creature like a demon or an undead.

However, bright light radiates down, illuminating every corner of the Shivaji Palace from different angles, dispelling all the shadows.

Rennes used the prayer technique to create a shadowless lamp.

Without shadows, Vikramatia II could not use shadows to jump, and the light of heaven was far beyond three hundred meters.

Vikramatia II tried it but failed.

He stopped and ran away, turned to look at Rennes.

At this time, he was far away, and the extreme warriors were not easy to gather fire. Rennes also asked them to stop shooting and cool the barrel of the bomb gun.

"Prayer?"

Vikramatia II asked in a deep voice. With his knowledge, of course he knew this famous King of All Things.

But Renne did not respond.

"Keep me behind is your biggest mistake in your life." Vikramatti II stared at Rennes, then looked at the extreme warriors distributed on the ruins of the palace, and the imperial legion that had destroyed the palace walls and surrounded it with a mess.

Renn replied lightly: "It is wrong to let you escape."

"Then let's see who is wrong."

Vikramatia II inserted the soul-burning heavy sword to the ground, half-kneeled, and a simple black iron crown appeared in his hand. He put it on his head with a serious face and shouted loudly: "My Lord, please give me strength!"

He was begging the Black Emperor.

Renne's pupils shrank slightly, and this iron crown was very familiar with it, and he also had one.

The black emperor Banlko responded immediately.

Vikramatia II's iron crown lit up a dark light, and a terrifying breath of divine power emanated, instantly covering his whole body, making his skin dark, and the injuries on his body immediately recovered as before, and the breath became stronger and stronger.

Nine Rings Divine Art - Emperor's Armed Forces!

Rennes's eyes were solemn.

The power of the emperor's armed forces created by the black emperor Banlkou depends on the dominant position of the person who is being taught. The more people they rule and the wider the territory they conquer, the more powerful the effect of the emperor's armed forces will be!

On the Sain Plateau, Kaligula, the voter of another black emperor, was just the second leader of a barbarian tribe. He became a little tricky when he blessed the Six Rings Divine Arts emperor's armed forces.

And Vikramatia II is a real king!

He ruled half a million people, and the territory of the Gupta Kingdom was equivalent to four or five provinces of the empire. This iron crown was accompanied by divine art and nine rings...

They are both tyrants, both voters, and both divine arts.

But compared with Vikramatia II, Kaligula is like a firefly to the bright moon, and the strength of the two is more than a hundred times different.

Vikramatia II floated gently. In just a moment, his power aura skyrocketed several times, which was even more powerful than the increase in the soul power of the slave army. He instantly returned to the strength above level 30. And the increase showed no sign of stopping, and was still rising wildly, approaching quickly towards level 35.

He reached out and grabbed the "Apocalypse King, Soul-burning Heavy Sword" fell into his hand.

Then he showed a cold and tyrannical expression to Renn and shouted in a low voice: "Mortal, let you see my true strength, the final battle of the doomsday!"
Chapter completed!