Chapter 32 The Gray ‘Man’

Before the phantom's huge head fell to the ground, it even with the body disappeared in a gust of wind.

The phantom disappeared.

The wind that blew away the phantom but did not disappear!

On the contrary, it became more and more refreshing.

It's like a refreshing vent.

In the eyes of all the people who fell on the ground in the hall, it changed from invisible to tangible.

grey!

Rolling and rotating gray.

It blew slowly past the last moment.

At this moment it was as sharp as a knife.

The next moment it was violent and boundless again.

Change!

Constant changes!

There has never been a moment of stopping.

Even if it becomes a person!

The gray was still rolling constantly, covering the other person's face and body, making the other person look like a gray gathering.

All they have is the appearance of a ‘person’.

Facing such a person, everyone in the hall felt frightened from the bottom of their hearts.

When a shadow of a distant dragon and snake appeared, a stronger instinct "attacked" these people.

They rose from the depths of their souls...

Shiver!

When the ‘man’ walked past them, no one dared to look up and look directly, and they all crawled on the ground, touching the ground with their heads above.

Not surrender.

But...

Just follow the will!

The simplest and most direct thing is that when the creature is at the top of the food chain, when passing by the low-end creature, the latter will completely contribute all his own destiny.

Step, step!

One step, one step.

Every time the gray ‘people’ take a step, the hearts of these people will jump.

Every time they beat, they consumed their only will.

When the gray ‘people’ walked to the explosion stage, everyone in the hall lost their consciousness and crawled there with their empty and unsightly eyes, as if they were statues.

Their breathing.

It disappeared unconsciously.

In such a group, it would be too conspicuous if there is one person.

So Becky revealed.

Becky, who was pale and vomiting blood from his mouth, rolled on the ground from the shadows he was hiding, his whole body twitching constantly, looking like he was dead at any time.

But he was stammering his neck and staring in his eyes.

“'Puncture through the thorn'!”

"You are provoking a war!"

Becky gritted his teeth and growled.

And such a roar seemed to have exhausted his last vitality. As soon as the voice fell, he collapsed to the ground and no longer had any sound.

The gray 'man' ignored Becky's shouting at all.

When a dog with a savage color and a weak inside barks at you, most people won’t care.

Not to mention, this dog has become a dead dog.

The gray ‘man’ only had that thin long beard in his eyes.

It is said to be thin, but it is only compared to the length of the long beard itself. On the index finger, the long beard is as thick as the arm of an adult man.

Still very strong.

snort!

His eyes swept over the long beard, and the gray "man" suddenly let out a cold snort.

With this cold snorkeling, the long beard trembled.

Under the corrosion of time, only a little spirituality that remained disappeared.

All that remains is simple long beards.

And the...power of the beard itself.

Such power is exactly what the gray ‘people’ need.

So, he raised his hand.

But immediately, the hand paused in mid-air.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch other people's things!"

In the young voice, the young appearance appeared out of thin air in front of the gray ‘man’.

"Omaru!"

The gray man spoke for the first time when he looked at the familiar face and extraordinary mature temperament.

The sound was like a roaring wind.

Moreover, it really brought about a strong wind.

However, "Omaru" waved his hand, and the strong wind that appeared in the hall out of thin air disappeared.

It was not only the strong wind that disappeared.

Even the people who had lost their breath before returned to normal one by one, including Becky.

"Crown!"

Becky, who had recovered his consciousness, immediately knelt on one knee when he saw "Omaru".

"Crown!"

After being stunned, the people around them knelt down on the ground.

Unlike the forced moment, this time it was entirely out of respect.

With the accumulation of wealth and the change of identity, these people have long been exposed to some unknown things in Yancheng.

For example: Demon.

For example: the original Yancheng.

For example……

The true steward of Yancheng.

If this is not the case, how could these people go crazy about chasing treasures related to Elitelgar?

Elitelga is ‘Omaru’.

Such a secret is no longer a secret in the small circle of Yancheng.

"snort!"

"Superficial mercy."

"So many years have passed, and you still haven't changed."

The gray 'man' snorted again and commented very disdainfully.

"Aren't you the same?"

"Since the first time I saw you, you were so violent and ambitious."

‘Omaru’ shook his head.

"How are we the same?"

"I've been getting stronger for so many years!"
To be continued...