A dragon raised at birth

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"Ok?"

Diablo lowered his head, frowned slightly, and snorted softly.

"My lord, I'll bring the God Envoy to see you right now."

Yiren quickly lowered his head, compared to the envoy he saw for the first time, this king was still more majestic.

"Go!"

Diablo nodded, and after speaking, the Winged Warriors soared into the sky, ready to bring the so-called envoy to Diablo.

And with the departure of the messenger, the guards who were selected by Diablo from various vassal populations showed strange expressions in their eyes.

Judging from Diablo's performance, it is clear that the king doesn't care much about the so-called envoy, which can be labeled as disrespectful.

If the king was made because of a good ancestor, he can be abolished at this time.But the Winged King named Sinbad has established his majesty purely with his own strength, so even if his behavior is a bit wrong, no one dares to force him in front of him.

"You are the king here, how dare you let me, Nicaro, come to see you!"

Accompanied by a somewhat angry scolding, in the direction where the Winged Warriors left just now, an ugly monster waved its wings, leading a group of monsters similar to him but smaller in size, descending from the sky, floating in front of Diablo .

"You are the envoy of God, which god do you represent?"

Diablo looked at the seven-headed monsters in front of him. If these guys didn't claim to be angels, Diablo couldn't see that they had any connection with the gods.

Ugly, evil, tyrannical... Just throw these things into the main material world, and some people will believe that they are demons, because they are so similar.

"Of course it's the great Lord of the Ocean, Your Majesty Aniel!"

The monster proudly raised its ugly head that didn't match its burly body.

"Oh, how do you prove it?"

Diablo nodded, and then asked a question that made the monster angry and irritable.

"I am an envoy of God, what do I need to prove?"

The demon-like monster was extremely angry. It wasn't the first time he conveyed his master's order, but it was the first time he met someone who dared to question him.

"But you don't look like it!"

The king named Sinbad stroked his chin with a serious face.

"So, you are a fake!"

"Stupid mortal, you have angered noble Lord Nicaro."

The devil-like creature roared angrily, raised one paw high, the water vapor condensed, and then gathered into a braid, held by him, and slammed towards Diablo's cheek.

Snapped!

The whip didn't fall where his master intended it to hit, but instead fell into a broad, firm hand with strong fingers.

"Envoy, is that all?"

The king who was holding the whip revealed a contemptuous look on his face, and then he pulled it fiercely. It was obvious that only water vapor condensed, and the whip, which could be broken at any time, flew towards Sinbad with its condensed person as if it existed in real life.

"you……"

The monster roared, and as soon as he uttered a word, he saw the immature king clenched his fist and hit him hard on the face. The fist that was as hard as a forged iron smashed the monster's cheek in an instant. bone.

"what--"

What he wanted to say turned into a hoarse scream, the monster roared and struggled, and raised its claws to resist, to let the ignorant king see how powerful he is.

But soon, his fangs and claws were broken one by one, and in front of this king, he was like a rag doll who was being kneaded, incredibly fragile.

"What are you still looking at? Why don't you hurry up and help me?"

Realizing that he was not the king's opponent, the monster who called himself an envoy called out to the servants he had brought, and these monsters woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and rushed over to help.

But it was useless, and the little monsters whose strength was not as powerful as the envoys were all knocked down by the king with one punch.

"It's okay to sneak attack just now, how dare you call a helper? If you are so unruly, you are also worthy of being an envoy of God. You must be a sinner pretending to be a god to deceive people!"

Diablo yelled and cursed, the falling fist became more and more powerful, and it was completely aimed at killing him.

"No, don't fight anymore, I'm really an envoy of God, I didn't lie to you."

Struggling to avoid the useless monster, he begged for mercy loudly. After doing so many jobs, it was the first time he was beaten so badly, but he still couldn't say anything—who made him unable to beat others.

"What proof do you have?"

Diablo asked.

"I can control water and form any weapon I need."

"That's it? I will too."

Diablo smiled contemptuously, and in the ghost-like eyes of this monster, he also extracted the free water vapor in the atmosphere, gathered it into a long whip, and then shook it lightly, and slammed it on the broken bone. On the crooked monster.

"How could you..."

"If you still can't prove it, I will execute you in the name of offending the gods, and then hang your corpse on the cliff for the birds of prey to eat."

"You can dive into the sea and breathe freely, and all creatures that believe in the Lord of the Sea will not harm me!"

"That's it? I will too."

Diablo still didn't stop, and the water whip in his hand whipped harder.

"My lord Aniel, save me, your faithful and humble servant is dying."

The monster, whose life was on the verge of death, finally launched his last resort, calling for his supreme master.

Thus, on the cliff, an unprecedented huge wave rose up, but it did not hit the cliff, but condensed into a tall giant with only half life, looking down at the ridiculous scene in the cliff.

Chapter 506 Misunderstanding

"Everything!"

A scolding sound that sounded quite unpleasant sounded, and the giant formed by the condensed waves stared at the Winged King who didn't stop his movements even because of his appearance.

He felt that his majesty was offended, and he could not tolerate such behavior.

"what are you?"

Diablo looked up at the [-]-meter-tall giant who was only half-length in front of him. There was no trace of respect on his face, but full of scrutiny.

"I am the Lord of the Sea, Enil!"

The giant looked at the Winged Man who had no fear in front of him, and his heart was filled with anger. Except for his own race, he had never seen such contempt in front of those mortals.

"You say yes, what proof do you have?"

Diablo didn't take this kind of thing at all, even if this water quality giant released a terrifying aura that flickered and crushed this world.

"Bold, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of Aniel Niobium!"

Before the giant god could speak, the demon who had just been beaten up by Diablo spoke first, even though its facial features were distorted and the corners of its mouth popped out.

"Everything? Are you questioning me?"

The self-proclaimed Sea God looked down at the lunatic who was still beating his envoy in front of him. He had already forgotten how long ago, there were still mortals who dared to be so presumptuous in front of him—almost none.

"The guy who claims to be a god, who knows if you are pretending to be an elf in the ocean?"

Although the giant made of water in front of him is very powerful, it is only powerful, and it is not the same thing as those who believe in gods in Diablo's main material world.

However, if the gods of the Nine Realms are all like this, it means that they are not the gods who really govern the laws of the world, but they call themselves gods because of their natural strength.

"..."

Sea God Eniel was silent. He felt that he couldn't make any sense with the guy in front of him, so he directly raised his palm and slapped this young winged man. As a mortal, how can he fight against the mighty power of the gods?

But in fact, Diablo withstood the attack like a torrent of waves, which was not difficult. This god just looked fierce, and his essence was probably the same as the spirit of the soul.

Of course, what appeared here was just an avatar, and his body might be stronger, but it was absolutely limited. At least, Diablo felt that this guy would not be stronger than his body.

"how is this possible?"

Compared to the silent god, the envoy who was about to run over to show off his power was completely stunned.

"You are very good!"

The giant who missed a hit slowly withdrew his palm, and he knew he couldn't do anything to the young winged king in front of him just by touching it.

And the reason why he didn't continue to make shots was very simple, because this power was too special, so special that it was hard for him not to associate it with his brothers and sisters of the same race.

How can a mere mortal have the power to compete with him? There is a high probability that his kindred and mortal made peace and gave birth to this guy with demigod blood. In this way, it is easy to explain.

And judging from the performance of the Winged King, that fellow clan who didn't know whether it was his father or mother must have stronger power than him, and he had to bow his head even in the face of it.

Naturally, after thinking of many things, Sea God Eniel's tone and demeanor became much more amiable, and he no longer looked at Diablo with a lofty gaze, but rather like a not-so-motivated elder looking at a promising junior.

The protoss who ruled the Nine Realms are a little bit chaotic now, so there are not a few demigods who have the blood of gods. There are strong and weak, mainly depending on the blood of the father or mother.

Among them, the most powerful and outstanding group will be favored by the king of gods, their blood will be purified, and they will be promoted to gods with pure blood.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Diablo didn't even think about it, and directly pushed back, he hated this kind of tone of commenting on himself with a superior attitude.

"Hehe, maybe we really have some relationship."

The Sea God laughed and said, even if he is contradicted now, he doesn't feel angry. He will be angry if he is provoked by a small and lowly species such as rats and cockroaches, but if he is provoked by a cute younger generation in the family, it is a joke among relatives.

"What's your name? Young Wang."

"Sinbad!"

Diablo guessed that this guy was probably thinking about something messy, but now was not the time to correct and clarify. He stood up, looked up at the giant god made of sea water in front of him, and announced his name.

"Sinbad, eh? I want you to do me a favor."

"Why should I help you?"

"What do you think of this artifact?"

The Sea God still didn't get angry. Under the stunned gaze of the servants, he took out a two-handed sword that shone with azure blue aura, and handed it to Diablo.

"For me?"

Diablo stretched out his hand to hold the big sword in front of him, and then swung it.

"A gift from the first meeting, accept it!"

"Then I'm welcome."

Although the strength of the hairy god in front of him was mediocre, the things he sent were quite high-grade even in Diablo's eyes.

"Tell me, what do you need my help with?"

"Three days later, the ocean currents will bring an iron coffin. I need your people to pick up this coffin and rescue the mother and child sealed inside."

The god made a rather strange request to Diablo.

"That's it?"

Diablo frowned. This request sounded very strange from beginning to end.

"In this way, as long as you can rescue them, I will be rewarded. Of course, if you are willing to raise that child, that would be even better."

"Well, I see."

Diablo cast a glance at the Sea God in front of him and vaguely guessed something, but he didn't expose it directly, he just took advantage of others, so he still needs to show some face.

"Then please."

After seeing Diablo hold on, the mighty Sea God immediately dispersed his avatar, and then, under the stunned gaze of his servants, he turned into a large handful of sea water and merged into the endless ocean.

"Exit Aniel!"

The monster who was beaten so hard that he didn't even recognize his mother, saw this scene, stretched out his deformed claws, trying to keep this great existence, but it was useless.

"Scare me, this is your master?"

Diablo kicked the demon-like monster here again, and put the big sword he just picked up on his neck,

"You still want to ask him to come over and press me?"

"Your Majesty Sinbad, please spare the humble Nicaro for his unintentional offense."