Paz quietly glanced at the two Shura who passed by.

One has three heads and six arms, the face is blue and black as a stone, the chest is brightly painted, the gold ring of the arm ring jingles, and the bare feet reach the ground silently.

By its own characteristics, it's a standard asura.

But the other one had a peach face, smiling like a spring breeze, and the blue-faced and black-faced asura next to him made him even more petite.

Two of its three heads closed their eyes, their faces were calm, and four of their six arms held a smooth disc, which was held high behind their heads and emitted a glow, and there was a smell of blood on their bodies.

Words and deeds are not ordinary.

Is it the wild Asura from the Chaotic Star Domain or the Asura from Gegvir?

If it is from the Chaos Star Field, then it is not an ordinary person to be able to appear here as a mercenary.

If it's an asura from Gegvir.

There is a collusion with Asura, and what this Lord of the Lord Hall is seeking is not small.

Paz thought to himself, and walked all the way to the front of the main hall, where he smelled the woody fragrance that lingered on the tip of his nose even stronger.

Gaya, who had gone in to make a report, stepped out again, motioning for the dragonmen who were escorting Paz to let him go.

"Let's go."

Gaya's chin lifted and nodded in the direction of the gate, her urging voice short and serious.

The vermilion door creaked and slowly opened.

The people in the center of the hall heard the sound and looked over, the blue figure was quiet and majestic, and it was the master of the 76 star area, the main hall of Mo.

But to Paz's surprise, he saw another black figure here.

Known as the "Imperial Blade" in the Naga Empire, he performed a good feats in battles and planned a rebellion when foreign enemies surrounded him, single-handedly raising the status of the hermit lizard and other discriminatory races.

The Supreme Council of the Central Committee was forced to rewrite the decree and change the number of seats in the Supreme Council of the Central Committee, which had been 12 seats since the founding of the country, to 16 seats.

Status, prestige, and popularity.

The leader of the new faction, he knows very well who he should fight for, and he is very simple.

Paz wasn't as grateful and loyal to the thirteen as the other hermit lizards, but that didn't mean he didn't admire him.

On the contrary, he was still learning in admiration, the black dragon named Leobende, who was known as the Blade of the Empire, the thirteen stars of equality.

"Your Majesty, De Rossi has already brought it."

"Hmm." Leopod responded, unable to tell whether he was serious or careless, and lowered his eyelids, "After all, it's Eli your person, you can ask." ”

Eli didn't refuse.

Paz suppressed the question in his heart and calmly answered the interrogation.

The wide hall echoed with the voices of the two of them asking questions, until they asked about the "Trial of the Dragons in the Ruins".

As soon as Paz's voice fell, Leopard's eyes opened suddenly, like a drop of ink slowly dripping into water, and the constricted vertical pupils spread again.

It's like pouring out a strangely colored lamp in the purest black, devouring the mind.

When the black dragon pupils like the whirlpool came along, Paz felt like he had been struck by lightning, and his soul was torn in half.

It's a mental attack.

In near-out-of-body pain, Paz heard a faint voice coming from afar, overlapping with the voice in front of him.

"Received an A-level spiritual attack, in order to avoid damage to the general's soul, activate the protection mode."

Noisy and annoying.

"He's not done yet."

"That's enough for him, it's necessary to silence it."

The blood poured from his throat smelled fishy, and his body became heavy, like a skin that did not belong to him.

In the chaos, Paz felt that his soul was completely connected to the distant side, and a torrent was coming, completely losing the ability to move his body.

In the midst of the whirlwind, he fell to the ground.

"A small sacrifice is necessary for the sake of secrecy, but I don't think it should be him, it's my subordinate, isn't it."

"If you insist, then, okay."

"Berlin, save him."

Broken memories poured into the parched soul with the torrent, nourishing and gluing the fractured soul fragments of Path.

Memories that came flooding in like a tidal wave spread out, awakening like a fountain of ice in the dizzy swelling pain.

The noisy voice in the distance rang out again.

"Confirmed to be under A-class threat, in order to ensure that the general's soul is not damaged, the emergency wake-up device is activated."

In the darkness in front of him, he felt that his soul was being dragged by something, and he was about to leave this body.

At this moment, Path, who had already remembered everything, had the idea of not wanting to go back.

It's just a life that he got through experiments, but it's more nostalgic than hundreds of years ago.

Why should I be Cerberus and not Paz.

This idea that spread in an instant stirred up unwilling ripples in his heart.

"Your Majesty, his soul has been shattered by you, and he needs to fix his soul."

"Definitely."

The flowing river was caught in a fine net, and Paz felt two forces acting on him at the same time, and the familiar tearing sensation resurfaced.

He heard that annoying voice ring again.

"Confirmed to be under Class A attack again, activate the forced withdrawal system."

A fine and dense tingling sensation swelled in the ripples, and the soft net was crumbling little by little.

At least give me a little more time to say goodbye, the darkness in front of him has turned into a dappled light and shadow, and he clearly feels the existence of another self.

“…… If you suspect that you have received an order from a general, please confirm the order. ”

Give me a little more time! In the inch of peeling, Paz roared hoarsely.

"Confirm receipt of the general's order, please give a more precise order."

Suspend the forced withdrawal system!

"Order received, stop pulling."

"Reminder, in order to ensure your safety, General, please continue to withdraw as soon as possible, and the next forced withdrawal will be in ......"

At the sound of a boredoming sound, Paz slowly opened his eyes.

The unfocused eyes did not reflect anything, only nothingness.

Time is running out, we need to hurry up and see Leah, he thought.