"Aurora, you stinky little guy, do you have to bring so many subordinates with you every time, and there are more and more, and they all have the same smell as you."
Little Feiyue sat on the stone boredly, her legs dangling.
When the knights present saw this powerful demigod vampire, they all became nervous and subconsciously felt fear.
But because Aurora had been trained before, even the new knights did not overreact. It would be great fun if they really attacked Feiyue as a monster.
"Feiyue, be careful what you say." Bai Yan's voice came.
The familiar voice made Feiyue frown and grit her teeth. She couldn't be more annoyed. At the same time... she also felt uncontrollably hungry deep in her heart.
The next moment, Bai Yan, Slime, and Gannis came here together.
"I didn't expect a loser like you to come here, haha." Feiyue didn't hide her displeasure.
"The Enjoyer" Bai Yan smiled slightly, completely ignoring Fei Yue, but nodded slightly to everyone present.
"The treasures treasured by the gods are about to be stolen by us. Next, we will be the most powerful thieves in the multiverse."
Chapter 493: Gathering
Chenhai.
King Ye's residence, in the hall.
In fact, everyone in the Kong League knows that King Ye has many wives, more than a hundred of them.
But no one thought it was strange. After all, Ms. Peggy, who was not taboo about men and women, had a larger harem, and... was not taboo about men and women.
In fact, the number of servants in King Ye's family is also very large, even surprising.
However, the servants who were supposed to be in the hall at all times disappeared.
The hall was dark, without any sound, and could not even feel the breath of a living person.
An invisible haze enveloped the mansion.
The space was distorted, and suddenly, an old man's figure appeared in the hall.
He was an old man with white beard and hair, a tall figure, a black suit, and a very straight back.
There was something in his eyes that wouldn't go away.
Perseverance and strength are the best descriptions of him.
He is the hero in the hearts of the Sky Alliance Night Watchmen, the idol worshiped by everyone, and the legendary leader of justice.
Director of the Demon Hunting Bureau.
"Juggernaut" Austin.
After he came to the dark and deserted hall, he stopped and said nothing, looking calmly at the increasingly gloomy sky outside.
This is your choice.
Everything is just for the sake of the Air Alliance.
Sudden.
It's raining.
It was pouring rain, thundering, and a layer of sloshing water gradually covered the ground.
"Someone got here before me."
The young man's voice suddenly sounded.
There was a hint of laughter in his tone.
He stood behind "Sword Master" Austin and spoke slowly: "Actually, I am very surprised by your sudden invitation. I never expected that your master would have such thoughts."
"He is not my master."
Austin shook his head. He still had the pride of a sword and said indifferently: "Don't get me wrong. I have always acted on my own will."
The young man just smiled:
"People in the world always think that they are acting according to their 'self' will, but they have no idea that the so-called 'self' is often guided, changed, and eventually distorted by the outside world."
"In the final analysis, whether free will really exists is still a question that needs to be discussed."
The young man who spoke was none other than the famous "Son of God" in history, An Mixiu.
He is extremely tall and exudes amazing charm, which can easily confuse most men and women.
Even Austin didn't want to look directly at the man for fear of being disturbed.
Next to An Mixiu is a woman with sapphire eyes and a pure face, Nuo.
She didn't say anything, just stood silently, wondering why the man who invited the host was not here.
That man, Austin, plus his master, have a good chance of winning.
The next moment, the terrible breath made Nuo tremble.
Another "person" appeared in the hall.
No, this was not a human being, but a black afterimage. It floated in mid-air in the hall, and the dark and uncondensable aura made Austin frown.
Nuo's face was full of fear, and he even trembled subconsciously.
An Mixiu pressed Nuo's shoulders slightly, immediately stopping her from shaking.
He smiled and said: "Sui Yi, it's really eye-opening for me to see the day when you join forces with the strongest Night Watcher. It's like a cat and mouse wedding."
Austin's face was expressionless and he didn't say anything.
The black afterimage was squirming, and the sound it made was hoarse and unpleasant, making people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.
"An Mixiu... why aren't you dead yet..."
Ruanyi's voice was full of cruelty: "We all have a common enemy, and it is normal to join forces temporarily. Over the past tens of thousands of years, I have seen too many scenes where enemies have turned into friends, and friends have turned into enemies."
An Mixiu smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Destroy your differences and do great things at the expense of your own life. You are still as cautious as ever, and you actually just came from another incarnation."
"If I come in my true form, Noah's god will immediately take action to destroy me."
Even though he was ridiculed by An Mixiu, Shuiyi, who had lived for who knows how many years, did not have any mood swings at all.
But as long as it thinks of its last failure and the injuries it suffered, it will feel angry!
The soul is wounded, making it weak.
It will take at least several hundred years to fully recover.
Tower of Babel, unforgivable!
After a while, a figure slowly came from outside.
It was a slightly short girl wearing a white robe.
She walked into the hall without saying anything.
"Silent, we met again. I didn't expect you to still be alive."
An Mixiu spoke again, smiling.
He knew that during this period of time, the Deathly Silence had suffered a double blow from the Church of Darkness and the Tower of Babel in Noah, and was almost wiped out within the scope of Noah.
The last time Silence went to Annotales, he used the "Ruin Relic" to fight to the death with the incarnation of God of the Church of Darkness. The final result was that he was seriously injured and his soul was damaged.
During her absence, many people speculated that Silence might be dead.
Apparently, this is not the case.
As for the purpose of being here now, it is very simple... everyone present has the same goal.
Silence and denial both failed due to the intervention of that organization.
The mysterious being behind the scenes is like an omniscient god who controls destiny.
Rather than continue to be defeated individually, it is undoubtedly more correct to join forces to fight back.
He stood silently in the corner, his head lowered, as if he didn't want to interact with the other people at all.
Austin and Sui Yi were also silent.
Nuo didn't even dare to breathe in the hall. At this moment, if any of the strong men here wanted to strangle her to death, they probably wouldn't need a hand.
Only An Mixiu laughed and said: "Since ancient times, one Apocalypse can affect the future of a certain country, and this is the only one who can gather us all here."
"That guy, isn't he showing up yet?"
"I was not the one who brought you together."
The sudden sound in the hall forced Silence to raise his head and look over expressionlessly.
I don’t know when he got up, but the man with double pupils was already standing among the crowd.
Like a lion descending from the clouds.
He will always be the center of everything.
"The World", Xia.
Xia continued: "You are here because of the Tower of Babel, because you all know that relying solely on your own strength, you have no chance of winning against the Tower of Babel, but you cannot get rid of the rapidly growing and elusive Tower of Babel. Nightmare."
"All of you understand that if you don't get rid of it quickly, you will be destroyed by it sooner or later."
He added: "Lock Morgan of Night will also be working with us."
Xia was right, only the villains in the story would be sent away one by one. In the real world, villains do not reject the benefits of alliance and unity at all.
"No, I'm not like you."
An Mixiu interrupted, spread out his hands and said helplessly: "At least for the time being, I am not completely an enemy of the Tower of Babel."
Xia looked at the other party. The charm of the "Son of God" exceeded the limit of life, but it did not have any impact on him.
"But you'll come anyway, and you won't miss anything about the Tower of Babel."
Whenever major events happen in history, An Mixiu's presence will never be lost.
This may be his path.
Unlike his mother "Fate String Master" who never actively gets involved and just follows the flow of fate,
The "Son of God" Anmi Order intervenes in destiny and observes destiny in the most turbulent places of the river.
This is of course also the reason why those who are good at hiding behind the scenes are confused as to why such people haven't committed suicide yet.
An Mixiu stared at this man. The previous battle left a deep impression on Xia. The other man's domineering and strength were beyond imagination.
"I'm actually very curious, why do you want to be an enemy of the Tower of Babel? I remember, aren't you allies? Last time you started a war with me for the people of the Tower of Babel."
Xia remained silent and walked out of the hall.
He waved.
The dim rain clouds disappeared instantly, and the sky over Chenhai became extremely clear, but the water on the ground did not disappear.
Even nature cannot go against this man's will.
"You will soon understand the answer to this question... From the beginning, Babel and I were destined to be enemies."
A thick black mist appeared on Xia's body.
An Mexiu suddenly understood everything.
I see.
You are actually not him.
interesting!
It’s so much fun!
It was another kind of black mist different from the Tower of Babel. It was the black mist that Bai Yan saw in the spiritual space of Blank Fire.
If the Black-Eyed King of Heart City is resurrected, he can immediately recognize that this terrifying black mist is the symbol of his master "Shadow Lord".
That "person" is undoubtedly the real master behind the Sky Alliance. King Ye is not worth mentioning in front of him, and Mr. World is also unaware of this.
In the beginning, it was also because of this black mist that Xia Neng could easily resume his actions in the spiritual space created by the gods.
It embodies the purest evil!