"My Lord ......"

Wright trembled, choked and speechless.

How many years, how many years have I not felt such a faint warmth...... The glory of the past, the glory of the past. Let him get used to standing behind this man. He is accustomed to looking at this world with a condescending gaze to crush his enemies. At that time he did not need to compromise, because not entering would allow his master to compromise. Every strange planet, when his footsteps step down for the first time, is already doomed.

The giant king of the strongest in Claudir has always been the target of all warriors.

But then what?

He fell asleep and lost the opportunity to follow the Lord. When I woke up again, nearly 10,000 years had passed. The once great Crodil is in ashes. Not even a trace was left. He could only immerse himself in his own world and continue to reminisce about the past.

And now, he has once again seen the former master, how can he not be excited? Don't tremble?

Wright knew that he was ugly, but he couldn't change it. Because this trembling and excitement comes from his deepest blood, the loyalty that has followed countless times.

Compared with this loyalty, any life, any glory, can be thrown aside.

However, on the other hand, Hades just looked at him quietly, neither smiling nor eager. Bland...... It's really just a small reunion. Say hello to old friends. Or maybe you just woke up and went out and ran into a neighbor.

On the vast altar, his long hair fluttered in the wind, slowly stretching...... Quiet and bland. The breath of Hades infects every intake. Wright's mood quickly calmed down. He saluted Dirk again, then stood respectfully behind the Blood Pupil.

At this moment, his identity changed. No longer the giant general of Hades, but an ordinary member of Crodil, the warrior of the nascent conqueror Blood Pupil. The glory of the past is only the past, and the glory of the present is just beginning.

Dirk nodded. A look of appreciation. Only then did he look at the blood pupil.

The eyes of the two entered looked at each other for the first time. Duyi Buddha saw his own shadow.

It's too similar...... Whether it's looks or eyes, or the blood hidden deep in the pupils. The Blood Pupil and Dirk are the same. The difference is only that the aura of the blood pupil tends to be sharp, while the aura of Dirk tends to be bland. The feeling given by the blood pupil is that even if he is standing there, there is an ancient fierce beast hidden in his body. Full of offensive xing. Dirk, on the other hand, is like the River Styx, flowing slowly. Although calm, it is full of irresistible strength.

These are two different styles, but they also represent the characteristics of the two.

"I'm ......" Blood Pupil opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he saw Dirk on the other side waving his hand. said indifferently.

"We meet again, Diapols."

Well?

The pupils of the blood pupil contracted suddenly, and his heart jumped.

Diapols!?

What's the name? Who is Dirk talking about?

"Don't doubt it, I'm talking about you." Looking at the surprised expression of the blood pupil, Dirk said lightly. "Maybe you don't have a memory, but it's not the first time we've met. I saw you a long, long time ago, when you were an embryo. You also know what is flowing in your body. ”

"Ruler of darkness, son of the abyss. Diapols. Your presence was a nightmare. There is no one in this universe who knows you better than I do. Not even yourself. ”

Dirk spoke calmly, ignoring the deteriorating face of the blood pupils.

The blood pupil's heart was pounding, and he could hardly believe what he had heard.

Although he had already learned about his possible origin from Boya, he was not as shocked as Dirk described. Ruler of darkness, son of the abyss? Hell, I'm just a post-apocalyptic hunter. How can a person struggling to survive have such a shocking identity?

This can't be, this is absolutely impossible!

For a while, the blood pupil only felt that a big stone was pressed against his heart, and it became difficult to breathe when he was so depressed.

In extreme suffocation, he vaguely heard himself speak.

"For what...... To put it this way? Diapols, and what? ”

"For what?" Dirk seemed to hear an incredible joke, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, but he still couldn't laugh. Instead, he looked upward. Gradually, his eyes became foggy, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

"Because, the one who brought you out of the abyss is my female ......," he muttered to himself. In this world, is there anyone who knows you better than me? Even your current body is flowing with me and countless Crodil genes. ”

"What!?" The blood pupil was stunned.

"Surprised? Why do you and I look so similar? Dirk retracted his gaze and glanced at the blood pupils faintly. The reason is simple, it is because your body is the most outstanding creation of Crodir. It was modulated by extracting the best genes of all the powerhouses of Crodil at that time. In you, there is the spatial touch of the shadow, the sensitivity of Lestero's consciousness, the basis of Rhea's will, and my ......"

Dirk didn't say any more, but the blood pupil understood what he meant. This resemblance is the greatest proof of this. And it is more likely that the blood pupil itself was made after the Immortal King. Based on the strongest of the Claudir generations, another legend was created.

How crazy is that...... Blood Pupil couldn't imagine how bold it would have been for the leader of Claudil to make such a decision. At the same time, what is even more exaggerated is the actions and resources that have been put into making this decision.

Crodil would have perished for at least a few hundred years as a result.

At the cost of hundreds of years of continuity, just in exchange for a hope for the future. Is such an exchange worth it?

The blood pupil didn't know the way, but he knew that if it was him, he wouldn't be able to make such a decision anyway.

"As for Diapols." Dirk's voice sounded in the ears of the blood pupil, and Yi 1ri was so flat. "It's a taboo name. Even in higher civilizations, the name is only circulated among a few elites. It means endless darkness and destruction. The destroyer of all order, the end of the universe. ”

"It comes from the abyss, with the will of the abyss. Exercising the mission of the abyss. In ancient prophecies, it would upset the balance of the universe and make the universe lose its original form. Therefore, for all civilizations that depend on the present form of the universe, Diapols means destruction and disaster. The origin of the nightmare. ”

Speaking of this, Dirk showed a strange smile and whispered.

"To put it simply, if the universe is made up of light, everything is based on the force of light. Then Diapols represents darkness, condensing the power of darkness. When the realm of light is invaded by Diapols, the power of darkness is born. Until ......"

"Tear apart the world of light."

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