ps: Well, I've arrived in Jinan. Now I'm having fun for two days now and then go home. So the update can probably be restored. I will make up for yesterday's difference in the next two days when the update remains unchanged. That's about that...

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It's over...No, in some ways, it's just the beginning.

The eighth-level strongman, the Chaos Elf Kaos, is indeed dead. In the era when the saints are hidden, the eighth-level noun already represents the most powerful force. However, with the joint efforts of the crown princes who will become the new generation of seven saints, with precise plans and unforgiving means, I am afraid that any eighth-level strongman will have to hate him.

Although theoretically speaking, the gap between the seventh and eighth levels cannot be compensated by quantity. Although Hannibal and the silver hand slaughtered an eighth-level dragon, that is only an exception. As the ultimate legion of the Pope Hall, whether it is military formation killing or combat experience, Angeles is destined to fall. The same is true for Caos. Although he has never cooperated, his outstanding talent and powerful power are enough to make up for everything. It is reasonable for the Seventh Crown Lord to successfully kill the eighth-level strongman across the level.

But the battle ended and the real test had just arrived. C.C, who has the unique title of "Witch of Destiny", had no external force to help with the battle between the king, and had to rely entirely on himself... to convince someone.

Especially when this woman's name is c.c, that's simply impossible.

Although he always looks very obedient, it is because he doesn't care about things that he doesn't need to care about. Such women are often so tough that others can't imagine when they have to care about...

"But you still have to try it. If you don't try it, you will make a conclusion that "Impossible" may be possible. There may be a possibility of disappointing you waiting for you." Caesar said softly. Unexpectedly, c.c did not lie in the house, but walked out, standing on the rocks that you can see, staring at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and unexpectedly, at this time, there was a light snow floating on the holy mountain. Although it was not as high as the holy mountain that was soaring into the clouds, it was quite good to watch the snow here...

"Caesar, are you talking about yourself or reminding me?" As soon as c.c spoke, Caesar knew it would be bad. Sure enough, it would be better to snatch the initiative from his side, but c.c... Let me be willful this time.

"Of course I'm talking about myself. At least I'm here. I want to try the impossible possibility. Unlike some guys, they come and leave as soon as they say they want. It's really a shameless experience..." Caesar looked up at the sky, and inadvertently complained that made c.c's face froze. c.c stared at Caesar's face inexplicably until he stared at him with discomfort.

"You...what are you looking at?" Caesar pretended to be vicious and glanced at c.c hard.

"It's too tender... Caesar, even if he positions himself as a poor person who has been ruthlessly abandoned, he cannot gain any psychological advantage in me..." c.c's face was filled with a signature smile, which looked no different, but Caesar could always find the meaning c.c wants to express from this formulaic smile, for example, now... it's funny.

...As expected, this method is completely unfeasible...

"What else?" Caesar simply sat on the ground and said in a muffled voice, "Do you be knocked unconscious without saying a word, tied you in the room all day long, come in and slapped and fed during three meals, and then transfer the training ground of the Berserkers' Legion to the foot of the mountain, and then double the patrol intensity of the Ancient Road?"

"It sounds like an extremely careful plan. I definitely can't escape from the North under this defense. How about it, Caesar, did you decide to use this method?" c.c stretched, casually stroked his long green hair, and looked back and smiled.

"Looking at your fearless expression, I guess my thoughts very much, c.c., I don't like this feeling very much," Caesar said lightly, "I will never do things that hurt you, so I will not imprison your freedom, because the imprisoned c.c is not c.c. I know this very well, but..."

"I had no intention of pursuing your past, because the girl named c.c that suddenly appeared on the snowy day and I will never forget in this life is what I face now, and I should hurry up. What I care about is not your past, I don't care about the grudges you have with the elves in the past, nor do I care about the witch clan, because you are the c.c I know, that's all."

"Wait, Caesar, this is not the topic we are talking about..." c.c suddenly spoke.

"Because it resonates with your thoughts, and you feel that your heart is touched, so you panic?" Caesar's voice was still calm, and he just looked up at c.c. "If this is the case, then there is a reason to persuade you to leave. If this is not the case, then there is no need to care. Anyway, c.c is boring, so you might as well listen to my words and some irrelevant words."

The situation suddenly reversed, and c.c vaguely felt that even the king of the God of War Guards shining with thunder behind the Dragon and Lion under the thunder king's wrath of the Thunder King's Wrath may not be terrifying than Caesar who was sitting quietly indifferently in front of him.

"The king should stick to his own ideas. Once he has made a judgment, he cannot doubt himself. Because the name of this king is the source of all power of the soul. The king should doubt everything. All existences except himself must be doubted and thoughtful, but he cannot doubt himself, because this is everything for you and the reason for existence." He did not say any great truth, nor did he say any memories. He just said a sentence lightly, but made c.c tremble all over.

"This is what you once gave me, c.c. We have argued and doubted for this passage, but I have not learned the so-called spirit of doubting everything, so I have never doubted you until now. No, to be precise, I have almost never doubted anything, because at least I know that the people of the North, the people I want to protect, and the people I cherish, will not lie to me." Caesar suddenly stood up, condescendingly on the higher rocks, looking down at c.c, with his face carrying an emotion or majesty and irrefutable majesty that even c.c could not face.

"Then c.c, please tell me, is it the deepest voice in your heart when you leave here?"

This is just a simple question that can be answered by yes or no, and it is obviously an obvious answer, but the "yes" sounds like a blocked voice and cannot make any sound.

Caesar looked at c.c quietly, waiting for the witch's final answer.
Chapter completed!