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Garon stared at Kercela, no matter how turbulent his heart was, Kercela always looked indifferent, as if nothing had happened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

All along, Garon has always taken the lead, even if Kraura has used a lot of means in secret, but Garon is still the most powerful existence, but now it seems that the truth is far from the case.

Garon was a proud fellow, and he never thought that Krilla could be smarter than him, and even Baran, the most powerful of the four of them, Garon was confident that he could be able to suppress him with his means.

As for Keshula's methods, whether it was plotting against the Kros family, or secretly uniting the other three people to do something to him, he didn't care at all.

Because he has the self-confidence to keep them down.

But now, things have gone beyond his imagination.

A master who came out of thin air, what is sacred?

He knew that the spiritual energy of the Sea God was actually the hateful guy who caused the Great Western Sea Kingdom to fall apart and caused His Majesty's plan to fall apart that generation of Sea Emperors.

That guy who secretly established the Dragon God Cult, was elusive, and was finally killed by the Sea Emperor of that generation with the power of the whole country.

How could Poseidon be that guy?

How could he become a dragon god with the absolute power he had coveted all his life?

"You don't understand!"

Kesura looked at Garon and said lightly:

"No matter what you think, you can't figure it out, there are some things that only I know, and some things, only I own, if you are willing to truly surrender to me, and I control your life and death, I will tell you!"

Garon didn't answer Kersura's words, he looked at Kersura's quietly, time passed minute by minute, and more than half an hour had passed, he slowly shook his head, then coughed lightly, and asked softly:

"Controlling my life and death? No way! ”

Keshura's face sank, his eyes flashed, and a soft voice sounded slowly:

"So, what are your conditions!"

Garon smiled softly:

"Tell me everything, or, take me to meet your master, I can really cooperate with you, and even obey your command, this is my basic condition, if you can't do it or don't agree, you should know that the power I have in my hands is enough for us to lose, even if I fail in the end, you can't expect to get any cheap, and ............!"

Garon's voice became slow and grim:

"If you don't promise me, I might even turn around and go to Longmen!"

"Looking for the dragon gate? Will they believe you? ”

Keshura looked at Garon and shook her head, and said with a faint sneer:

"Now that there is a dragon god on their side, your value, hehe, is just one more master, and it is just an untrustworthy master!"

Garon shook his head indifferently, and then didn't speak again.

Krshura looked at him, and he looked at Ksura, and after looking at each other like this for a long time, Kshura nodded with difficulty and said:

"Well, I'll take you to my master!"

Keshura didn't hesitate, and left the Pyramid Star Destroyer directly with Garon, and the two got on a small flying machine, which rushed directly into the vast universe and accelerated directly to a rapid speed.

After flying for three days, the aircraft came to a meteorite belt floating in space, and from a distance, you can find that this meteorite belt was formed after a small planet was exploded, and after the aircraft flew into the meteorite belt, it was like a water drop converging into the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

According to a very strange route, Krshura controlled the aircraft to dock on a huge meteorite, and then took Garon off the aircraft, and carefully led the way in front, like a frightened wild dog, that kind of attitude would never appear in a powerful supreme master like him.

Garon also had a very bad feeling in his heart, this meteorite belt was lifeless, but it gave him the feeling that it was like a giant beast of the wilderness was about to eat him with its mouth wide open.

Even he would never be able to survive here.

Supreme masters are not gods, they also need to breathe and eat, even if they don't eat or drink for a year, they can't last for ten years and a hundred years.

The gray meteorite had no rules to speak of, and there was no trace of any man-made existence, only a naturally formed cave, and Krshura took Garon to the door of the cave.

Garon felt uncomfortable for a while, and Khasura looked around, then said with a wry smile:

"I hope you don't regret it!"

Garon shuddered with sudden fright, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, as if trying to escape.

The feeling peculiar to the Supreme Master was still there, the ability that was almost an unpredictable prophet, and he felt a deadly threat.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Garon smiled bitterly, looked up, and then trembled slightly.

The entrance to the cave, I don't know when there will be more humanoid objects.

Garon's gaze was immediately attracted by the humanoid object, and even his whole body stiffened.

It was clearly a man who was shrouded in a strange kind of all-encompassing armor, which was gray and inconspicuous, but it gave people the feeling of a living creature, which felt strange, like a kind of beetle.

Yes, that armor, as if it had grown naturally on that person's body.

Garon only glanced at it, and was so attracted by the armor that he couldn't turn his gaze, and then, the armor turned directly into blood-red streamers, and began to squirm on the surface of that person's body, and the more he got to the end, the more Garon felt that the armor was like having life.

The strength has reached the level of Garon, there is really no need to be afraid of anything, in the entire universe, there are no more than ten masters of the same level as him, but he intuitively feels that that person is an extremely terrifying existence, that feeling, it is like he has become a poor little lamb, and the other party is a fierce hungry wolf.

The armor slowly disappeared, and what appeared in front of Garon was a man who was two meters tall, slender and indescribably handsome.

The typical Atlantean features, in this young man, surpass even all Atlanteans in handsomeness.

That feeling is really weird, even terrifying.

Snow-white skin, long blond hair, blue eyes, but those eyes only give people a feeling.

Indifferent, ruthless, murderous.

This young man didn't have any clothes on his body, just around his waist, surrounded by shorts made of unknown materials, and his figure made Garon feel a sense of jealousy from the bottom of his heart.

Perfect, everything was so perfect that even Garon felt as if it was not an eerie meteorite belt all around, but a spring resort.

Garon's body was numb for a while, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, and cautiously glanced at Krsura, who was already prostrate on the ground.

Almost subconsciously, Garon instinctively bent down, his hands hung down at his waist, and looked at a young man with great restraint and said in a low voice:

"You...... You...... Be! ”

The man looked at Garon with a blank face, slowly raised his hands, and then drew a very strange pattern.

Garon's cold sweat suddenly flowed down like a waterfall.

"Impossible!!"

He shouted out such a sentence almost with a roar.

That pattern was too familiar to him, it was the badge of the royal family of the Great West Sea Kingdom 30,000 years ago, and it was also a badge that only the direct royal family of the Great West Sea Kingdom could have, in other words, the person who could use this kind of badge could only be the emperor of the Great West Sea Kingdom, that is, the direct descendants of His Majesty the Sea God of that generation.

Garon's pupils shrank to pinpoint tin, and he stared at the young man with a hint of horror on his face.

The young man didn't seem to speak the language of this world, or he didn't want to talk to Garon at all, so he waved his hand, and he forcibly grabbed a spear made of gas condensed from his hand in the void, and the spear instantly arrived in front of Garon.

Garon's ghost is in danger.

This spear has the smell of death, and it really kills him.

As powerful as Garon, he couldn't hide, he could only roar desperately, his body was like a windmill spinning rapidly in the air, and one after another powerful spiritual energy wrapped his head in it, the spear hit his head and turned invisible, but Garon flew out more than a hundred meters directly like an arrow, and hit the surface of the meteorite fiercely, hitting a five-meter-deep crater.

Poof!!

Garon opened his mouth, and a blood arrow spewed out a few meters away.

He was frightened, the other party's strength was just about the same as him, but in the fight, he didn't have the strength to fight back at all.

A scene that made him even more distracted appeared, just behind the young man, a group of young people in the same dress suddenly appeared, and the number of this group of people was five hundred.

Garon's body twitched violently, he could no longer control the fear in his heart, and a hoarse cry came out of his mouth:

"No way, who the hell are you?"

Krsula coughed lightly, he opened his mouth, and at first uttered a few strange syllables, and then the young man who had made the shot looked at Garon, and a few strange syllables came out of his mouth, and then said in extremely fluent English:

"You are very lucky, lowly survivor, we are the dragon slaying troops directly under the ** Department of the Emperor of the Great Western Sea Kingdom, surrender to me, I can let you return to the empire!"

A strange expression appeared on the young man's face, and he said slowly:

"Our mission is to destroy all life in the solar system, and you, looking at your identity, can exist."

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