Later he met other old subordinates of the Temple of Killing.

He found that these people were really different!

Everyone has their own unique temperament. Even though their lives are difficult, they go to a restaurant to eat, and dip all the seasonings no matter what they eat and try the taste.

They say this is called life.

They have no resentment and firmly believe that the future will be better.

And their beliefs will not be shaken by whether Miles is life or death.

Because they know that people born free will not be changed, and those dazzling birds will sooner or later fly out of the quagmire and become the second and third Miles.

Hope will not be eliminated!

It can even be said that they actually have no faith.

They were just a group of people who loved laughing, making noise and freedom, gathered together, hoping that more people would let the universe hear their laughter and let the world know their existence like them.

Since then, the numbness in the Overlord gradually faded.

He has asked countless times.

Does the kind of world you want really exist?

They asked, is there anything impossible in this world?

Did the guy who flew out of a small galaxy have been in awe of the world in just a few hundred years?

A thousand years ago, a group of like-minded people wanted to overthrow the temple, and even almost succeeded. Will anyone think this was possible in the past?

There are too many things that cannot be chosen.

But there are many things to choose from.

If I had been dead today, I would have died in the pursuit of the temple.

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People always say that the world is like this, but in fact, it is not the world that oppresses them.

It's just a temple.

Is the temple the world?

Obviously not.

We may not win the temple, but we can show their most hated smile because it is something they don't have and can make them furious.

My thoughts were like light, and after thinking so much, it actually took only a few seconds.

The Overlord suddenly looked at Miles' side face.

It is this face and this smile that makes the universe look like hope.

But it looks really... nothing special, it just makes people feel a little close and want to be friends with it.

At this time, he spoke, "An old man asked me to tell you that the deputy general of the Eighth Army of the Gods had never betrayed the Temple of the Gods."

When Miles heard this, his eyebrows frowned slightly and said, "Diet?"

"Dead."

Miles smiled and said, "Why did this kid die earlier than me? Have you ever heard of him blowing a bagpipe?"

"I...I haven't heard of it." The Overlord shook his head: "But I remember that there was indeed a bagpipe on his waist, and it was said it was an ornament."

Myers said lightly: "What a pity that the bagpipe he played is the most melodious I have ever heard, but it's okay, I will be able to go down and listen to his flute soon."

"When you come, I'll take you to listen."

"Uh..." The Overlord was a little confused for a moment.

Shouldn't this be a more tragic topic?

Why did he say so easily?

Then, Miles patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, Lawrence and you will be responsible for protecting your compatriots behind you."

"Leave these five boys to me."

The Overlord said in a deep voice: "I already have boundaries, and I can help you share the burden."

"Not suitable." Miles smiled: "This is the last highlight of my life, and no one can steal my limelight."

Finally, the Overlord stopped talking and retreated thousands of miles to protect the Galaxy Great Wall with Miles.

Those five palace servants may not be able to deal with them.

But the remaining enemies are not a problem. With the blessing of the fire of resistance, there is no problem to support for ten minutes.

Finally, he looked at Miles, and in front of him were five ultimate monsters with rising auras, each of which was quite terrifying.

Myers stood quietly in his position, looking at the five people, his figure still, as if an indestructible city wall, the aftermath of energy that could collapse could not pass by an inch beside him!

The initial form of Supreme Dharma is the realm, and the ultimate form is called boundary!

One world is a level of heaven, which is equivalent to the power of a galaxy.

Imagine what kind of destructive power a galaxy can condense into an atom?

If Miles hadn't been standing here, the Milky Way might have been covered with dense space cracks. Although the Blue Star is extremely far away from this side, it is very likely that it had been destroyed.

This is just accumulating energy!

The Overlord's heart was raised to his throat.

The strength of the five palace servants in front of him is all in the top thirty in the universe.

Although Miles was the second best-known leader back then.

But now he is just a wisp of residual soul, can he mobilize the tremendous energy required for the Supreme Dharma?

Can the red world that shocks the world be reappeared?

At this time, the overlord clenched his fists suddenly.

Because the Demon King had accumulated strength and ended, a picture of what seemed like a picture of hell and a hundred scenery appeared around him, occupying a world.

That is his hell realm.

Evil thoughts followed closely, and the world around him appeared densely twisted vortexes, sometimes tangible and sometimes invisible, extremely dreamy. It made everyone who saw them feel dizzy and walked forward uncontrollably. It was the world of nightmare

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The third blood king's world of blood is an endless sea of ​​blood, with rolling blood waves, as if they can devour everything in the world.

The fourth death-eyed clan Xi Mie's body was covered with endless death energy, which was very similar to Zhou Bai, and they were all realms with death as the core.

The fifth destroyer is completely different. His realm is not outward. He has dense black symbols on his body. His whole body is so murderous. He has grown four arms and four feet on the original basis.
Chapter completed!