Chapter 327 The Saint's Ending Should Be Grand and Magnificent
The long-cherished wish of a thousand years was fulfilled in one day, and Kriven stood quietly in the void.
The most obvious thing was the change in her body. After taking off the cloak of the saint and the evil god, Kriven finally walked out of her path of chaos.
In this thousand-year chess game, the plague evil god Direk unfolded the chessboard and placed the chess pieces in an orderly manner.
The first generation saint Michel entered the game halfway, but he had lost all his advantages and became a chess piece.
The ancient country in the center of the earth, King Odworth, the first generation saint... These existences that can stand directly in the world today are carrying out their tasks step by step.
"Direk..."
From a small chess piece that is not worth mentioning, to the chess player who planned this thousand-year chess game.
We still have to thank the evil god Direk.
Looking back suddenly.
Kriven sighed, and his slender jade hand gently touched his heart.
The one who chose to accept the soul's will that yearns for chaos was the evil god Direk.
Saint Michel took her out of the orphanage, gave her a way to yearn for light, and became the last thirteenth saint.
"Teacher, you have long been accustomed to being shoulder to shoulder with light, but you never understand that light is too dazzling."
With a shy smile, Kliven sincerely thanked the "kind" plague evil god.
It was he who helped him understand a truth that saints who pursue light must walk with darkness.
If you don't believe it.
When you look back, the shadow is eternal!
"Alas!"
"Actually, I don't want to crush you..."
Michel helped her unfold the picture of the new world, and Direk was the mentor who helped her discover her life!
However, it was a pity.
Direk made the same mistake as Michel!
If she was guided to pursue light, she would feel hot and dazzling.
Is the journey down the abyss completely comfortable?
At least the cold and rottenness made her feel disgusted!
Perhaps Direk, the plague evil god who lived in the abyss for a long time, did not expect that she, a believer who seemed to have fallen into darkness, still had some light in her heart.
The interweaving of light and darkness, both holy and evil.
Light will not be so dazzling, and darkness will not be so cold.
Chaos, isn't it good?
Direk thought everything was under control. He took risky moves several times over the past thousand years, and was willing to be defeated by Michelle twice in order to evolve.
The first time he lost his body, and the second time he was sealed with all the plague and death!
Without the latter, Direk, the plague evil god, is just a pitiful and ugly god.
Kriven didn't understand why only she understood the dark heart hidden under the glorious appearance of the ancient country's ancestors when she saw the Wall of Sighs.
So——
Derrick, you didn't die unjustly!
"I eliminated your biggest worry, you should be happy, right?"
Kriven said to himself.
The perfect balance of chaos has been fully realized. The saint and the evil god are indeed the positive and negative poles as described in the fate script.
The surging power of chaos is constantly emerging!
Kriven had witnessed the battles between the gods of the heavens and was shocked at the time.
Now it seems that it is nothing more than the food of chaos!
"Open your eyes and look! Your beloved teacher!"
Turning around, Kriven tore off his neat clothes.
A face as innocent as a baby quietly emerged, it was the first generation saint Michelle!
Putting the person he loves most in his heart, Kriven did not shy away and showed his ownership of Michelle.
Declare loudly to her brothers and sisters-
"Teacher Michelle, you will always belong to me Kriven!"
The soul phantom of the ten saints suddenly turned red, and the tough soul preserved by Michelle with holy light, what else can he do except anger?
One hand stroked Michelle's sleeping face, and the other hand kneaded the proud grandeur.
In this underground world that has long been full of chaos, Kriven vented the desire that had been accumulated for thousands of years!
"This is really..."
It's spectacular!
Sighing inwardly, Su Mu stood behind the boulder that sealed Lafayette.
Following Michelle's instructions, he gently stroked the cold stone cracks.
Where is it?
Su Mu did not dare to show any anxious look, even though he was looking forward to it!
At this point.
What the fifth awakening breakthrough, what the glorious godhood, it doesn't matter!
Even if the level reaches the upper limit of level 54 again, can you survive from Kriven's hands?
Don't even think about it!
Click--
A not-so-loud crisp sound suddenly interrupted Kriven's self-satisfaction.
Indulging in releasing lust, when Kriven saw the ant-like professional with his mottled gray eyes, it was the first time he looked at him straight in the eye.
A giant would die at the hands of an ant?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Su Mu was the witness she had decided from the beginning.
In this underground world that had long been dead, witness the victory and the birth of a transcendent saint.
And witness how she turned Michelle's ownership into her exclusive one!
The role of a witness is only to witness.
If the original process is affected, such a witness should disappear directly!
"Do you... know how big a sin it is to affect other people's happy experience, and what kind of punishment you have to bear?"
"I don't know. You are the one who is happy, not me."
Su Mu completely found the mechanism that Michelle left on the boulder and gently pulled it off.
"Even if you are enjoying the movie, you can't help but touch it, not to mention the live broadcast, don't you think?"
"You can't control your body! You are just an ant who only knows how to pursue pleasure... It's my mistake to leave you behind."
"These words are also for you!" Su Mu yawned, soothing his tense nerves. Before the war, he should always stay relaxed.
"I just moved casually, but you did it directly!"
Criven didn't understand why this ant dared to take the initiative to provoke.
People have seen more than tens of millions in a thousand years.
If there is really no one to rely on, dare to take the initiative to die?
Fingers flicked.
The space oscillated visible to the naked eye, and the waves of chaos were higher and higher!
One of the ten saints sighed and broke into countless bright lights.
Although the soul of the saint did not have the power of his life, it could erase his will by breaking and transform it into ownerless soul energy.
In addition to the talents and skills of his life, it was temporarily given to a normal human from beginning to end.
"The saints who opened the new era, the final performance should be grand and magnificent!"
"Take my last Holy Spirit Light, Su Mu!"
Voices rang in Su Mu's ears, like a huge bell.
"That's right, let's start, the final performance!"
"In the end... it's still ten of us together, right, Hu Tu?"
"This voice is so sad, Luo Wangquan, you are obviously very happy, aren't you?"
A formation symbolizing the title of saint appeared quietly around Su Mu.
Although the colors are different, they are equally noble and beautiful!
"Hmph! Those who stand in my way will die!"
"In this way, we probably have never appeared in history!"
The fluttering butterflies, the hooded woman gently hugged Su Mu from behind, the black and white long skirt swayed, revealing the plump and beautiful long legs.
"If it weren't for being buried here so early, maybe we would have a good encounter!"
"Thousands of years apart, this is a scene that has never happened in the dark and turbulent times!"
"We have already opened a new era, so why should we be afraid of opening another new world?"
On the boulder.
Lafayette's shadow quietly appeared.
The Ten Saints' formation surrounded Su Mu, and the words that shook the soul echoed continuously. The person who said these words had disappeared!
"Are you ready? Su Mu?"
