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For example, Carlos can't like the Iron King, but he can't hate it.

It's just an old thing that proves that poor people must have something to hate.

There is no desire to conquer the world.

There is also no delusion of domination of the universe.

This journey through time is nothing more than a dream worth remembering for the Iron King.

On the other side of the time-twisting singularity, the Iron King's car, the Iron Alliance's highest magical achievement, the Imperial Admiral floating battleship is ready to travel to another planet that is being invaded by the Burning Legion to redeem Imperial Socialism.

All this, for the King of Steel, is nothing more than a golden horse... Ahem... Leisure when dozing off on the throne is only.

Carlos could not find his shadow in the old face of the Iron King, but the Iron King did not forget the comfort of his youthful frivolity.

From the very beginning, the Iron Lord had no murderous intent, which was the fundamental reason why Carlos didn't use the Holy Light Bomb to smudge his face.

"Be kind to your parents, you may understand the pain of your son wanting to support your parents but your relatives are not there, but you often forget it."

"Hmm."

"Be kind to the friends around you, help or not help relatives is just a slogan, all the people who really do that have betrayed their relatives and left, and turning people who are worthy of help into relatives and friends is the real road to the king. But don't forget to find a lot of excuses for yourself when you don't help your relatives, otherwise your subordinates won't be able to find a breakthrough if they want to help you clear your name. ”

", I'm a paladin."

"Terenus is not credible, not because I slander his character, but because as a mature politician, his gravity-comforted soul can no longer see the journey of the stars and the sea."

"My old father-in-law doesn't need you to comment."

"Dai Lin. Proudmore is a good comrade, this kind of big humanist belongs to the human five-mao party that brings its own dry food, as long as it is ....."

"You're already translucent, what are you talking nonsense?"

It is not difficult to guess that the time-traveling warrior five-person team should have eliminated the Iron Guards and destroyed the time-twisted singularity, the basic conditions for the Iron King's current life have been destroyed, and the foreign objects that have been repelled by time and space are being expelled by time and space little by little.

The existence of the Iron King is fading.

"yes, I'm waking up from my dream."

The Iron King stretched, grinned at Carlos with a kind countenance, and then cooled his face.

"So what I'm going to say next must be listened to and listened to."

Countless ball lightning bolts were released from behind the Iron King, blocking off the surrounding space, and a powerful electrostatic field blocked out the possibility of external prying eyes.

"If you think about it with your ass, you can also think that this moth was made by the bronze dragon. But it doesn't matter. At least it's not too important to you, because it's me who is underestimated. Now let's make a big point, pay attention to remember! ”

“……”

Carlos looked at the Iron King, whose figure was getting more and more blurred, and understood the pleasure behind his sullenness, but he couldn't accept this kind of cold humor that only earthlings understand.

"Beware of the Emerald Dream. The power of time cannot be touched or disobeyed by mortals, but the span of tens of thousands of years is too long for us, and how many years Azeroth has continued to collapse is not bad for a few years. You have already touched the power of that stage, so as an elder, I must remind you not to be distracted by the Bronze Dragon's jumping up and down, and to be careful of the Emerald Dream. It's not just a blueprint, the Emerald Dream has other functions that even Ysera doesn't understand, and I even suspect that the existence of the Emerald Dream is the root cause of Azeroth's difference from the worlds that other Titans have transformed. Don't be distracted by your memories, observe with your eyes, perceive with your heart, and find out the secrets that I have not been able to find. ”

As he spoke, the Iron King gradually disappeared, leaving only one hand to make the Terminator's classic shape.

Will you be a Death Star if you don't play handsome?

In a time of mixed feelings, Carlos noticed that the Iron King's outstretched thumb had turned into a high-standing middle finger.

Then, there was no trace of his existence on this plane.

What is this?

A farce?

Inexplicably fought with oneself in another time and space, and then made a mouthful of cannons?

When Carlos returned to the banquet hall full of thoughts, he realized that he was too naïve.

This is a cup on a coffee table, and it is full of pots and pans, okay!

"Can anyone tell me what's going on here? Did the Burning Legion knock on the door? ”

Carlos asked, dumbfounded.

"That...... I did it. ”

The druid raised his hand in embarrassment.

As far as the eye can see, the stumps and severed arms all over the ground have not shed a drop of blood because of the time and space locking. The shattered heads, the intact liver and kidney organs, and the banquet guests stacked into a hill like plastic models are indescribably weird and miserable.

"Are you a spy sent by the Legion?"

"I am a druid who represents love and justice."

"Then please give me an explanation."

"The four of them were too incompetent to beat, and I ended up throwing a bottle of volcano potion."

“……”

"Then I still couldn't beat it, so I threw another bottle of Dragon Breath Potion."

“……”

"No, really, I just threw two bottles!"

"What the orc tribe hasn't done for so long, you have done it, two bottles of potion have destroyed one-third of the alliance's strength, it's okay."

For a moment, Carlos wanted to give up thinking.

But since the state of spatial confinement has not been lifted, there is still room for redemption.

Asking the druids to retrieve the other four guys, Carlos consulted with them and came to the conclusion that the bell must be tied to the bell.

"Then I'll trouble you, the operation to clear the time-twisted singularity will be slowed down for the time being, and I'll go to Chromie's trouble."

"Trouble with Chromie?"

"You heard me wrong, it's looking for Chromie to solve the problem."

After arranging his work, Carlos dressed up and went to the stables, only to find that the situation had deteriorated, and that what was originally just the time standing still inside the castle had spread outward, and the horses in the stables were all still.

There is no way, the time is too short to allow Carlos to save his strength and adjust his state, open the wings of the Holy Light, and set off again with the Humanoid Gundam.

As a native of Keldaronshire, Carlos knows the location of the tidal flat where Galia had an accident. Rushing all the way at an economic cruising speed, feeling the tense atmosphere in the air, Carlos, who consumed thirty percent of his physical strength just by running, had to stop and breathe for a while.

Fortunately, Galya's boat is still on the lake, the hull is intact, and it doesn't look like there is any major problem.

The problem lies in the semicircular black confined space in front of you.

Unlike the depth of the night sky, it is a simple black, a black that absorbs all light, like the black that a corner of the world has been swallowed up, a black that exudes an ominous atmosphere.

Without much thought, Carlos stepped into it with his head held high.

As far as you can see, it is a huge body that looks like a mountain.

"You shouldn't have come."

"I'm here anyway."

"Run."

"Thinking too much."

"Run, please."

"Why?"

"I can't control myself anymore."

The bronze dragon Chromie's huge body writhed in pain as if it had albinism, and above the dragon head where majesty and beauty coexisted, only one eye was still golden and the other was as black as ink.