The psychedelic blue border defines the size of the portal, and the doorway, which symbolizes the passage of life, is closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No—" This time, Orm couldn't maintain his king's composure, and exclaimed.

If he still has enough space in his hands, he may be able to barely fight against him, but no matter how precious the life of the Master is, who can take care of it when the battle line collapses?

I just lost a lot of them, where is there enough of them now?

Despair is coming to every Atlantean.

At this time, the two generals and counts on Vico's side couldn't calm down at all.

No matter how fierce Leviathan is, after all, it is not an adult body, if you really want to fight hard, maybe you can still fight, the key is that the black-armored man in it has bottomless strength!

Deep and deep, he seems to exist and yet as if he doesn't exist.

Until the moment you die, never wonder what hole cards such a man has.

Besides, a man who can tame such a powerful evil god and a top-level sea giant beast, how can he be a weak chicken?

Isn't the crushing defeat of the Grand Duke of Louis and the army of Atlantis enough to prove it?

The two counts riding the megalodon sweated.

At this time, Vico slowly came out of the queue and said loudly: "Arthur! enough, don't scare my old friend." From the moment you made a name for yourself with the name Jason Momoa, I knew it was you. ”

Huh?

Little question mark, do you have many friends?

Although the two earls were surprised, the most surprising was Wang.

I'm rubbing, I have a relationship with the important minister opposite?

Wang Hao had learned about the situation in the Kingdom of Atlantis from the generals under Louis, and of course he knew that there was a black-clothed prime minister Vico who was 'one person below ten thousand people'.

But now it sounds, how does it sound like the boss on the other side is his...... Elders!?

A sincere smile appeared on Vikona's old-fashioned square face, and even the wrinkles on his forehead were relaxed: "Child, you have worked hard, you have been chased by Aum's pursuit and killing force, and you were once exiled to this ghost place where birds don't, and you can still kill a piece of the sky." Sure enough, gold shines wherever it goes. ”

Wang Hao: "......"

Wang Hao and all his subordinates paid attention.

Of course, Wang Hao knew that as long as he gave an order, his group of sand sculpture players or direct subordinates would rush forward and tear up this old man who was saying words he couldn't understand.

But...... What's going on here?

Wang Hao could feel that the body he fused with had a certain sense of excitement. Even if the soul of Jason Momoa, the former owner, has completely dissipated, the warmth that lingers in the depths of the body will not deceive.

Wang Hao didn't react, but the two counts were a little square.

Admit the wrong person, this is not a hot face and a cold ass, this will be wiped out in a minute!

"I know I'm sorry for you! I didn't stop Aum from hurting you in the first place. Vico took a deep breath, his face full of bitterness: "I can't shelter you, it's wrong for us to be elders." But you also have to think about your mother, Atlana, who has done her best. These two are your mother's guardian knights, and they have endured the worst torture, and they have all been degraded...... But without them, your mother would not have been able to meet your father, Momoa......"

Vico didn't say any more, and the two generals next to him silently took off their armor, one revealing an arm crisscrossed with scars that seemed to have been gouged by the fangs of a velociraptor dragon, and the other showed his right chest, on which there was no skin, and only the muscles of the spikes like rows of staples could be seen.

Wang Hao was silent.

He could feel Destiny coming.

He's not Jason Momoa, and theoretically he doesn't have to admit it.

Once he thought about it, he knew that if he hadn't crossed over to such a powerful body as Jason Momoa, even if he could hold the name of [Redeemer] and not die, he would not have been able to achieve what he is today.

Jason Momoa's exaggerated physical functions and perfect fusion of water bloodlines are the biggest foundation for his strength to seem to rise endlessly.

Wang Hao finally spoke, his voice was not loud, but it spread through his spiritual power all over a radius of kilometers.

"Uncle Vico, the Jason Momoa you know is dead the moment he was abandoned to this Godforsaken Land, and even his soul has dissipated. He prayed in despair, but it was not the Atlanteans who answered the last request of his life, but the landlings you despise the most. ”

Wang Hao was absolutely forced to tell the truth, but others sounded like he was pouring out anger.

Players are also listening to this.

For some reason, old players such as [Sky Dawn], who had been mixed from the crayfish man to the present, suddenly felt a strong sense of pride - it turned out that we helped the boss get ahead!

Wang Hao continued: "Bastard? maybe! The current Jason Momoa not only has the blood of Atlantis and the blood of the landers, but he also has the blood of the black dragon and the blood of the [Lost Kingdom]. I'm sorry to be a bastard—"

The tone is flat, and the irony in the words is so strong that it overflows, which is really audible to anyone.

Vico and the two old guardian knights were stunned on the spot.

What shocked them even more was that the soldiers of the Abyss Legion did not react. This is really difficult for the Atlanteans who are blood-only supreme to accept.

That's the difference in values.

Celestial Empire players only have the supremacy of strength, not to mention miscellaneous bloodlines, as long as they are strong enough, what if they are not human?

When I first played "Warcraft", so many people went to the tribe to play with the minotaur and play with bones, isn't it because the talent is strong enough?

In other words, what about Aum's pure blood, isn't he beaten like a dog yet?

Fortunately, Wang Hao didn't let Veken and them stay embarrassed for too long.

Wang Hao has realized that this thing is the law of cause and effect, and he took Jason Momoa's body, even if it is a combat body dedicated to this world, he must bear this cause and effect.

"Well, Uncle Vico, I won't embarrass you. You will be treated as guests of honour and will be treated by Abyss City. Of course, you can't stop me from killing Aum!" Wang Hao's eyes were frighteningly cold.

The truth has long been revealed, Jason Momoa is actually a prince, and he is half-related to the current King Aum.

No matter what the reason, since Aum will never let him go Wang Hao, Wang Hao will definitely not be a virgin, what to forgive his 'brother'.

He has such a brother, if he doesn't raise all the ashes of this goods, won't he always have to be wary of this goods going and returning in the future?

Vico's mouth squirmed for a long time, remembering the terrible treatment Jason suffered in the past, Vico finally closed his eyes: "Child, no matter what your choice is, this is your right! I only hope that in the end you can understand that revenge is not all ......"

He hadn't even finished his sentence when he felt the Abyssal army begin to pass over him, rushing towards the remnants of Orm in the distance behind him.