The Will of the Wild has sensed Heidi's betrayal, and the presence of the Cardivan Sleepers speaks volumes about Murphy's choice.

Heidi has always been cold and heartless, but that doesn't mean she doesn't care about her old love, otherwise she wouldn't have helped her childhood friend Medusa, again and again without reciprocating.

Of course, Medusa has never done anything against Heidi, not even thinking about it. In the brutal wilderness of the New Age, the friendship between Heidi and Medusa is as pure as drinking water filtered by a premium water treatment plant.

As for her former mother, the Cardivan family, and for her former father Murphy, Heidi still has a trace of hesitation in her heart, and this hesitation may be the only difference between Heidi and the cold machine.

If Amandina, another Supreme Being of the Wilderness, had been the first to appear, rather than the Sleeper of House Caddivon, Heidi's mood might not have been as bad as it is now.

Perhaps, he is still too merciful, maybe the moment he got the truth at the bottom of the sea in the city of black prisons, he completely abandoned all the false performances in his memory.

Is it a little late now? No, it was never too late for Heidi, and the price of her kindness was probably just a faint tingle in her chest.

Since the choice is made, then anyone must pay the due price for their choice!

Heidi is like that, and so is Murphy.

Heidi graciously took her little silver metal case from the back seat of the motorcycle, and opened it casually, as casually as the lazy girl of the old days swept out the window after waking up in the morning.

A slender glass test tube was taken out by her excessively white hand, and then handed to the middle-aged man who had been silent on the other locomotive behind her.

The man rode in an identical vehicle to Heidi's undercarriage, which meant that he was also part of the Alik Escort, and that he was always following Heidi, proving that he might not be inferior.

Or maybe Heidi had other arrangements for him to deal with some kind of unexpected situation during Alik's migration.

Like, now.

This man was not very good-looking, even a little melancholy, and the only thing that could make him remembered by others was perhaps the uncommon fist blade on his hands.

Yevaya Fist Blade!

This man is none other than Yevaya, the former sleeper of the Kadivan family, who was captured by the chief during the Kaddivan's last destruction of Lo, and has remained with Alik's super-power, Yevaya.

Super-level superpowers don't seem to play much of a role among the many sleepers, even those with sub-gods, and they can't even turn over a small wave.

But Heidi chose Yevaya at this moment, and handed him the test tube containing the inexplicable liquid in her hand without hesitation.

"They, like you once were, are killing machines that have been dormant deep underground for a long time, waiting for killing orders. As cold machines, they deserve and do not deserve life. So, I'm going to give you the task of recovering their lives, Number Three. ”

Heidi glanced back slightly at the middle-aged man who didn't say a word and reached out to take the test tube, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.

"Perhaps, you prefer me to call you 'Your Excellency' Yevaya rather than the uncharacteristic title 'No. 3', right? ”

Heidi's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to make the man on the other side look drastic.

When did she know that she had regained consciousness and regained her memories?

Yevaya gradually regained consciousness shortly after the chief left Alik, but he already had another identity, which was Heidi's test subject 3.

Compared to Yevaya, who needs to sleep for a long time, he sometimes prefers "No. 3", who can often be in a daze and occasionally listen to the sound of children reading, although "No. 3" needs to cooperate with Heidi to do some inexplicable experiments most of the time.

"I give you the power to destroy them, and all you have to pay for yourself is choice. Choose the Cardivan family, or choose me. Of course, you've paid enough for the offense you've once had, so whatever your choice, you've been set free after taking this tube. ”

Heidi's eyes narrowed slightly, and she was going to take a nap as a large number of sleepers were already drawing closer.

Jevaya knew exactly what the contents of the tube in his hand meant, and without hesitation, he raised his head and drank it, bowing slightly to Heidi.

"Dear Lord Heidi, between the code name and my own name, I choose the latter. Jevaya will always follow you, and any being who stands in your way will be Jevaya's enemy!"

The potion that Yevaya had taken was more perfect and more precious than the one that Heidi had given to Moddy to catalyze the existence of subgods.

Something truly precious, Heidi will always hold firmly in her hands.

This elixir can send Yevaya directly into the existence of a half-step godhead that crosses the sub-godhead, just like Yi today.

Godhead, all of them are ants!

Yevaya wasn't a murderer, maybe he used to enjoy the sound of his fist cutting through the flesh of the other party, but he was used to the sound of children reading, and now he even had a little disgust with the smell of blood.

The Wilderness almost never saw the Wilderness Twin strike, partly because the Wilderness couldn't withstand more serious trauma, and partly because there didn't seem to be anything worth it for Amandina or Murphy to do so.

At least in the last dozen years, never!

The inhabitants of Alik are fortunate because they have a chance to bathe in the glory of God, Yevaya is not a true god, but at this moment, he is worthy of a godhead.

An endless gray mist evaporated from his body and spread rapidly across the wilderness, enveloping Alik's vast migratory convoy, including the large number of sleepers of the Cardiven family who had begun to attack the convoy.

The mother of this reagent comes from the dark angel Angela, and all the people who drink this reagent and enter the demigod have more or less possessed Angela's unique dark temperament.

A grey fog enveloped every corner of the area, and then it was eerily quiet, so quiet that you could hear the night dew wetting the wilderness gravel.

Then, there was a long wait, waiting for the remnants of the morning sun of the wilderness to pierce the endless fog and cover the wilderness again.

The fog finally lifted, leaving behind a large number of sleepers who seemed to have gone through terrible battles, and the people of Alik, including the huge convoy of transports and the convoys that roamed around the convoy, including Yevaya and Heidi, had long since disappeared without a trace.

Tired of killing, Yevaya finally managed to avoid the destruction without slaughtering any of his former allies.

The half-step godhead Yevaya was so terrifying that these hordes of sleepers, even those sub-gods, were like newborn babies in front of him, without the slightest power to resist.

No one finally saw what had happened in the middle of the day and night, only a thin figure, at the edge of the area, quietly watching with his black eyes, watching the coercion of this rare "god".

It turns out that compared to strategy and wisdom, strength is the strongest weight to survive in this last world!

Lowe's thirst for power has never been so strong!