Chapter 832: Are You the Return of the King?

Nimes the Savior.

A boy or man who was underestimated in the past and in the present, even within the Resistance, was still rejected by many people because of his connection to the Nightmare Realm, and regarded him as a heretic.

However, in the eyes of a small group of humans, due to his deep connection to the nightmare world, he has become a fanatical savior, as if his destiny has been fixed from the moment he was born, but neither his supporters nor opponents have been able to gain the favor of this living deity.

The savior's favorite thing to do is to spend a long and lonely time alone in the empty and dark hall, accompanied by his mysterious black cat, and silently acting as the patron saint of the rebels.

Nim, the savior, Suna, the queen of blood, and the Emperor Witch, the ancient returner!

These three are the most powerful existences among the human rebels today, and among them, Nime's strength is the strongest, if it is in the Nightmare Realm, with the blessing of the power of the Nightmare Realm, he can even compete with one of the three gods, even if he is out of the Nightmare Realm, he has the strength of no less than ordinary gods.

And due to the gradual deepening of the erosion of the nightmare world, his strength is increasing every moment, if he abandons his human identity, then in fact, for Nimes, the current situation is the most favorable for him.

And his supporters believe that even if the world is really swallowed and assimilated by the Nightmare Realm, then with the protection of Nim, humans can also gain a place in the Nightmare Realm to survive, of course, this is the final choice of the mountains and rivers, and it is also the source of the title of savior.

Of course, things are far from being as good as imagined, because the nature of the nightmare world is chaotic and disorderly, and there are all kinds of strange forces flowing in it all the time, not to mention the fragility of human beings, whether they can adapt to the nightmare world, even if they can adapt, then the human race will definitely die.

Any race that has been assimilated by the nightmare world will inevitably be eroded by the nightmare world, and it is from ** to the ubiquitous erosion of the spirit, in this process, the vast majority of human beings will be alienated into crazy and distorted individuals, only talk endlessly, and be able to maintain their sanity.

The Nightmare Realm has never been an imaginary beautiful home, but another living hell, otherwise the gods would not have tried every possible means to escape, but would have chosen to surrender and actively integrate into the Nightmare Realm.

For the gods, there is only one thing they are eternally loyal to, and that is their faith.

And today, in the dimly lit hall of Nîmes, there is a rare lingering light, which makes the scene clearly visible, and it can be clearly seen that in addition to Nîmes, there are two other relatively unfamiliar figures.

Suna, who was dressed in a gorgeous court dress and had long blood hair like a waterfall, and a tall giant with a bronze complexion, an ancient totem tattoo on his body, and two snakes on his shoulders, was greeted by an ancient and wild breath.

To be able to stand in front of Nim, on par with his momentum, the only ones who are naturally the other two giants of the rebels, Suna and Emperor Witch.

"Nimes, you summoned us today, because the plan you have been preparing has succeeded?"

Under the strong pressure of the gods, the human resistance army is naturally no longer independent, but after a century of running-in, it has gradually been unified into a whole, in which the importance of the blood clan is increasing day by day, because most of the backbone of the resistance army comes from the blood clan.

Turning the emerging elites of the human race into blood, thereby greatly extending the lifespan of these human elites, is also one of the secrets of the Resistance's longevity, of course, for the gods, this is an even more unforgivable thing.

Because the blood clan has a clear hierarchy and a clear power system up and down, it also determines that they cannot wholeheartedly believe in a certain god, unless the god itself is a member of the blood system, so the blood clan cannot be accepted by the gods, it is worth mentioning that the mainstream belief that is now circulating in the blood clan is still the master of blood - Fokimir.

The incarnation of Lune's once.

"No, the plan failed, and I didn't make it to Nightmare Lord!"

Sitting on the main seat, Nimes still maintained the appearance of a golden-scaled giant, the blue water draped him in a robe, and beside him, there was a gray statue of a young girl, with eight spear-like spider legs close together behind her back, and a lazy black cat lying on her shoulder.

"Since the plan failed, what did you summon us for?"

The Emperor Witch who opened his mouth, this great witch resurrected from ancient times, once provided inspiration for Lu En's breakthrough, and because Lu En's breakthrough opened up the path of the ancestral witch, he is now a powerful ancestral witch, and now it is one of the top combat forces in the entire world when the gods are limited to the rules of the world and cannot come.

"Because I think there is one thing, you need to know that although my plan failed this time, but in the process, I met a person, a person you would never have imagined!"

Nim said slowly, and Suna below raised her eyebrows, a little impatient with Nim's sale, and asked directly:

"Who?"

"Me!"

Before Nim could return, the space in the middle of the hall rippled, and a figure broke through the barrier and appeared out of thin air, making a voice that was both familiar to Suna and yet completely unfamiliar.

Airplanes!

The incident happened suddenly, and the three people present can basically be regarded as the Tianjiao of the times, so they were not caught off guard at all, but the power instantly poured out, lingering around themselves, and then they fixed their eyes on the figure that appeared.

Thin and delicate, as if a century had passed, it had never left any traces on his face at all, so simply, standing in front of the three of them.

"Lune?"

"Lune?!"

Two overlapping voices thought at the same time, one with surprise and the other with shock, needless to say, the first from Nîmes and the second from Suna's mouth.

"I said we'd meet soon, didn't I, Nîmes. ”

Lu En smiled at Nim, and then looked at Suna, and then looked at Suna a little more, because in a sense, Suna is another him, of course, a hundred years have passed now, even if it is a tree, there are no two identical flowers, Suna and Luen are already two completely different individuals.

"It seems that without the golden finger, I can still mix well, long time no see, Suna!"

Lu En smiled and nodded at Suna, who was no longer green after all, and quickly restrained the shock in his eyes, and stared at Lu En with an inexplicable gaze: "I knew that you wouldn't fall so easily, but this is also in line with your usual style, why, at the most critical juncture, is the king back?"

"Huh!"

Lu En shook his head lightly: "You know, I didn't have this kind of boring thoughts for a long time, but in the dark, there is naturally a fate arrangement, so at this time, I will appear in front of you." ”

"Didn't you always decide that my fate was up to me, why did you start believing in fate?"

The corners of Suna's mouth slightly twitched into a mocking angle, and she didn't see Lu En at all.

"I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it a little bit!"

Lu En smiled again: "The more you know, the more you will feel ignorant, won't you?"