Within the dimensional world of the Sith Force, the original Sith World was indeed the most powerful and prosperous civilizational force.

At its peak, there were not only demigod-level Force warriors, but also the creation of space warships, interstellar railguns and other weapons of great destruction.

Therefore, although there are multiple demigods in the Chaos Star Field and the Borderlands, because of different races and different inheritances of their respective powers, they are still attacking each other, and within the scope of the Sith Force civilization, it is the dragon that wants to coil and the tiger to lie down, and it is not directly absorbed by the Sith Empire in the strong period because it is too far away, and in essence, there is no room for them to make trouble.

This time, the five demigod wizards of the Hand of Sin Prison made a move, and directly destroyed the last base of the Sith civilization: the Homeland with a thousand efforts, but they were broken and sunk in the chaotic star field, and there was unnecessary combat attrition, in principle, this is a failure, and it is Zhu Peng's deduction for this mission, this is not even how many people Zhu Peng killed after his shot, and what kind of record he obtained can be compensated.

In the deep valley of the dense forest, Zhu Peng walked to the side of the pit and dragged Bruno, whose body was broken and half incinerated inside, with one hand...... Not dead yet!

(It's not in vain that I consumed my mind to control the direction of the Chiyang Danhuo, but he was able to survive in such a situation, and it was also the vampire marquis's vitality was really strong, although the weaknesses were obvious, but if there were no clear weaknesses, the vampire bloodline would almost be a gold-level bloodline.) Drag it out of the pit and throw some potions to Bruno, a demigod who should have died if he didn't survive in this situation.

There is medicine, you can save yourself, and no demigod will die easily.

As long as Bruno is not dead, Zhu Peng will have an explanation for the necromancy, as for the damage to the Crimson Forbidden Palace and Bruno's serious injuries, how can there be no loss in any war?

And at this time, Fan Wendong was also treating his companion's injuries, although Zhu Peng shared most of the pressure and firepower in the battle just now, but at that time, after all, everyone was in a state of riding a thousand, fortunately, Fan Wendong was a legendary Dan Master and Spear Saint Martial Sect with a solid foundation, unless the other party deliberately assigned a demigod to come over to deal with him, otherwise it was really difficult to kill him.

In such a tragic battle, Fan Wendong was wounded in 27 places, killed 53 legends, and greatly shared the pressure of the brothers behind him, so that Zhu Peng finally survived to defeat the demigods and kill the heroes of the Borderland, and actually did not die a single person during the war.

It's just that as soon as the fierce battle ended, including the girl named Xiao Liu'er beside him, three of the five people fainted and fell to the ground directly, their potential was overdrawn, and they might even have used some secret method to stimulate their potential.

"Little Liu'er, Little Liu'er!?"

"Cuong, Cuong?"

One by one, they injected medicine into the blood vessels, and then Fan Wendong used his fighting qi to heal their injuries one by one, at this time, a fleshy five-pointed star flew to their heads, and raised his hand to cover a piece of light that healed the injuries and urged the flow of qi and blood, but it was Zhu Peng who had not summoned the summoning demon Jupiter Spirit Ike for a long time.

It is not a combat-type demon, so it cannot be promoted through the Ten Thousand Demon Furnace, although it can also be invested in it to improve its strength potential, but the comprehensive calculation is too cost-effective, so Zhu Peng has not summoned it for a long time.

"My fighting spirit is not suitable for healing people (except for Charlotte), these pills were prepared for me by the sect, and they should have some effect. "Take out some good pills, and let the tall and thin martial artist who was seriously injured but still able to stand take it for the other brothers, Fan Wendong was healing his companion's luck at this time and ignored Zhu Peng, and Zhu Peng didn't care.

He bent down and held the wrist of a leather-clad girl, feeling the pulse of the blood around her body, although the blood killing technique was too heavy to heal the injury, but it was still no problem to carry out some physical therapy such as massage and massage externally.

When Zhu Peng leaned down to feel Xiao Liu'er's pulse, a sharp steel spear covered with fire patterns suddenly pierced his back in the heart, in the previous battle, although Zhu Peng was not injured multiple times, but the talent defense field was broken after all, and it took a while to recover.

At this moment, the sharp spear pierced the vest like a giant pillar hitting the bell, in addition to the ancient blood flame stone robe once again stimulating the defensive effect, the skin under the fire robe also instinctively dragon scales surfaced, and titanium pole blessing. For Zhu Peng, the biggest effect of defending against the amazing Ancient Blood Flame Stone Robe is that it can be transformed into a fire suit and will not be beaten out of the shirt and run naked.

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"Wen Dong, what are you kidding at this time?" Turning his head, Zhu Peng, who was stabbed in the back of the heart by his own brother, looked confused, if Fan Wendong really wanted to kill himself against the water, he would inevitably lose his level with this shot, his heart was not in line with his intentions, his intentions were not in harmony with his qi, his qi was not in harmony with his strength, and he had brute force without a piercing effect.

Fan Wendong, who was stabbing with a gun behind him, also looked like he was struggling in pain, but the muscles around his body were as if they were not his own, and he stabbed again like a dragon and snake, and the shadow of the gun in the sky was like a python frenzy...... This is not Fan Wendong's usual style of gunmanship.

At the same moment, Xiao Liu'er, who was originally unable to fall to the ground, and even the tall and thin martial artist with the least injury, when they opened their eyes again, the pupils in their eyes were black, and they each attacked Zhu Peng, and all four of them attacked in place, but Zhu Peng did not dodge, did not dodge, and at the last moment, the muscles around his body swelled and shook, and a circle of air ripples visible to the naked eye were blown up, except for Fan Wendong, the other four people all had broken limbs and retreated, but they rushed up again like marionettes.

"I don't care who you are, take action against me yourself, I want to kill only you, use my sect brothers against me, let me find traces afterwards, I will destroy you all over the door!" Facing the sect brothers who can't be killed, Zhu Peng's heart is also a dark fire, and Fan Wendong, who is holding a gun, nails his feet into the ground, he has a solid kung fu to guard his mind, and he stands there with a gun to withstand the remote control of the demigod caster in the shadows.

It's just that Xiao Liu'er, who was already seriously injured, didn't have this quality, and the dragon pupils appeared in Zhu Peng's frowning eyes, and when the golden flame burned, the four people who were besieging them from all sides suddenly stopped shooting, and then they fell to the ground one after another like marionettes losing control.

"As you said, if I deal with you alone, you will kill me alone. ”

The spatial vision in front of him changed, and a woman with long white hair and black and brown eyes suddenly appeared in front of her, and at the same moment, a sword light suddenly stabbed towards the back of Zhu Peng's neck, echoing the woman who suddenly appeared in front of her, and it was exquisite.

It's just that Zhu Peng seems to have eyes behind him, and he avoids it easily with his head sideways.

"Force lightsaber...... Are you Anna?"

"If you can kill me, tell you. With a paradox, a huge sandworm suddenly emerged from the ground, and it opened its bloody mouth full of swirling fangs and mucus and pounced on Zhu Peng. Zhu Peng retreated, the shark teeth slashed out, and the flesh and blood of the giant insect flew sideways and then disappeared like a dream bubble.

(Illusion?no, at least at the moment of the attack was real, and if I didn't dodge, I would really be swallowed.) Zhu Peng had just slashed the giant insect with a single sword, and the white-haired Force warrior on the opposite side was already charging with a sword, and her swordsmanship was completely different from any Force warrior Zhu Peng had ever seen.

The pure white lightsaber seemed to be able to be extended a thousand times in her hand, and the sword light was twists and turns, sharp and sharp, but the changes in recruitment were closer to controlling the long whip.

The effect of the shark tooth sword's attack and anti-fragmentation weapon is useless in the face of the Force lightsaber that uses energy to carry out ultra-long-distance high-frequency strikes, and even Zhu Peng charged several times, but found that it was difficult to close the distance between himself and the other party, which is similar to the labyrinth technique but is obviously more clever, because even if Zhu Peng sacrifices the Chiyang Dan Fire Tribulation for energy suppression, the effect of this spell still has not subsided, it can only be said that it has weakened a part and is not particularly obvious.

"The name of this spell is Destiny, and it's not just an effect of limiting the distance between the two sides. It seemed to see the doubts in Zhu Peng's heart, and the woman holding the lightsaber opposite said this.

The next moment, she charged with a sword, and the two sides began to fight with their sword skills at close range, and Zhu Peng almost hit the other party with shark teeth several times...... But TM's every time he almost hits, the sword qi expands by an inch, and the distance between this slash is also an inch farther, as if the distance between the two sides is not the distance, but the so-called fate.

After dozens of hands, the white-haired woman was unharmed, Zhu Peng was slashed head-on with two swords, and a staggered cross red mark appeared on his cheek, which showed that the bald man with bulging muscles and protruding blood vessels was hideous and abnormal.

Fortunately, such a close-range fast attack and fight seemed to have a much greater load on the other party than Zhu Peng, and Zhu Peng almost hit her two hundred and twenty-nine swords in the whole process, although she didn't shed a drop of blood, but these "almost" slashes undoubtedly consumed something.

(Fortunately, I was only cut down with two swords and still haven't broken my appearance, I hope that I have recovered when I return to the main world to see Charlotte, otherwise my appearance will be average, and standing with Charlotte will be even less compatible.) An ordinary-looking man thought of it unconsciously, he couldn't have imagined that his appearance was ugly in the eyes of the elves!

Charlotte doesn't care much about her looks, otherwise Sun Zhihui's boyfriend wouldn't have been able to line up from Tiananmen Square in Beijing to the moon and Zhu Peng.

The effect of the long river of fate is indeed not just about controlling the distance between the two sides, from time to time, various strong people suddenly jump out to attack Zhu Peng, and then shatter like a dream bubble under the domineering and ruthless counterattack of the shark tooth sword, but such a strange ability can only show that the other party is the same as Zhu Peng, and the caster level and the Force warrior level have been upgraded to the demigod level.

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(That indestructible body as solid as pure gold and steel, it is really difficult, with that domineering opening and closing swordsmanship, whether it is a spell or a lightsaber, it will be broken in an instant, and it will not give me the slightest chance to stack damage, or rather, the most terrifying thing is this intuitive sense of battle, right? It will not let the fate of the characters exist for too long.) At this time, the entire valley corpse mountain was overflowing with blood, and the fate of countless people was forcibly cut off by the dragon vein great swordsman on the opposite side, which was the best condition for Chrissy to cast the fate spell.

Countless fates in this valley were interrupted, and I didn't know how many people could impact the level of legends or even demigods, and this forcibly interrupted fate was guided by Chrissy into a substantial resentment that impacted Zhu Peng, entangled around him, and those "possibilities" in the original fate were embodied in the long river of fate, and he personally launched revenge on Zhu Peng...... However, all of them were killed by the opponent's swift backhand, crisply, neatly, and steadily!

On the one hand, it is true that the demigod existence embodied by Chrissy lacks some substantial spirituality and is a little simple, but the bigger reason is that these people in the valley whose fate line has been cut off and interrupted, even if they don't die here, they will really be promoted to demigods in the future, they can't beat this man and are still far inferior, so even if they are resurrected, they will only be killed twice.

(The long river of fate?then, the pupil of fate, open!)

With Ying Long's true pupil as the carrier, the power of the fate card was blessed, and in an instant, the dark gold in Zhu Peng's pupils burned, and the whole world was instantly composed of countless points, lines, and planes, one of which was sharply entangled and wrapped around himself, while the other was wrapped around the other party's body.

"In the next life, remember, don't just tell your opponent what the name of your move is. The next moment Zhu Peng flapped his wings and waved the ground under his feet to shatter at the same time, he successfully killed the white-haired woman in front of him and swung his sword to kill, this time, Zhu Peng was confident that he would never "almost" slash again.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Click!"

"Bang ......" seven swords in an instant, the greedy wolf killed seven times, but the light saber that was suddenly withdrawn in Chrissy's hand was blocked in advance, especially after the seven swords, when Zhu Peng planned to cast the greedy wolf Beiwang to forcibly kill, his body just swirled angrily, but the opponent's light saber had already pointed down to his throat in advance.

Zhu Peng stepped on his feet violently, and the earth sank into a landslide, causing his body to move down sharply, avoiding the pure white sword blade, and at the same time avoiding the situation of the lightsaber locking his throat.

Behind him, a fat and strong man with a baling copper hammer suddenly smashed down, Zhu Peng jumped to avoid it, and when he landed again, the fat and strong man's head had been cut off, and his body instantly turned without a trace.

"Foresee the future?"

"Basic ability only. The white-haired woman replied proudly with a lightsaber in her hand, and at this moment her demeanor was still more than the dazzling lightsaber in her hand.

"Interesting. With his left hand stretched out, a simple long sword like an ancient unearthed cultural relic fell into Zhu Peng's hand. This is the Sword Killing Demon Sword, the heaviest sword among the four titanium pole swords, the power of enchanting and killing gods, once Zhu Peng is successfully integrated into his own titanium pole hegemony, the human sword is mixed with murder, and its attack power may really reach the level of a fifth-order witchcraft, but it must also have a huge load on its own body and spirit.

Attacking with a sword again, Zhu Peng, an opponent with good eyes, has seen a lot in the past four hundred years, as long as the attack speed exceeds its carrying capacity, when the absolute speed gap is reached, even if you can see it, your movements can't keep up, just see how you die, what can you do?

The double sword is like a wheel, the footwork changes, Zhu Peng has killed too many people today, in fact, the sharpness and killing intent when he shot are slightly weaker than before, this is like having eaten a full meal, and he has to force another dessert after the meal, even if the dessert is delicious, he is also very guilty when he eats.

To put it in a simpler theory, it is to blow up and then decline.

The white-haired spellcaster/Force warrior in front of him is the strongest demigod level that Zhu Peng has only seen in his life, Charlotte is probably slightly weaker than her, once the two fight against each other, she is six, Charlotte is four. Of course, Charlotte is tenacious, Emperor Wu is stronger and stronger, and the magic of the stars is wonderful, and when it comes to the end, it is very likely to play a game that will end up together, if the other party is timid, then she will die Charlotte is seriously injured.

At the demigod level, the only one who can steadily suppress the woman in front of him is Li Jingxuan, the sect leader of the Chinese Warrior Association, and the Cangyan Dou Qi condensed by the Hell Line is simply a weakened version of the Chiyang Dan Fire Tribulation, coupled with Li Jingxuan's candle dragon bloodline time ability, if Li Jingxuan is here, even after killing the people in the entire valley, he will still have the spare strength to quickly kill the other party.

Of course, then again, if Li Jingxuan is here, with his domineering and reckless fighting posture, it is very uncertain whether the person in front of him will show up.

After all, Zhu Peng has Taoist charm, pays attention to deep and introverted potential, and if you don't really fight with him, you will never be able to really feel how strong this guy is, this is the mastery of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to the bones.

It was precisely because she felt that she had a chance to win that Chriss, the poison witch of fate, would stand up and make a move.

And Li Jingxuan is a martial arts soldier style, paying attention to the majestic and majestic soldiers who surrender without a fight, facing a weaker or even a master of the same level whose psychological quality is a little worse, he may not even be able to exert three layers of strength in front of his magic knife, and he will be beheaded directly, and he will die extremely aggrieved. But from the perspective of Taoist philosophy, it is too arrogant, flowers are brocade, and fire is cooking, in case someone is really determined to kill Li Jingxuan, it is very likely that the advantage of ten times or twenty times the strength of the army will be pressed upwards in order to pursue killing.

The two sides were entangled and fighting, because of the huge load of his eyes, the large blood vessels on Zhu Peng's cheeks swelled and protruded, and he was hit by a few swords in the process, the scales were cracked, and the pain was deep to the bones, but nothing, for people like Zhu Peng who are used to carrying injuries, pain, injury, and even the feeling of near death, these are the best and best stimulants, and they are the charge that really begins the battle, but it makes his slightly tired mind and spirit lift up again, and he regains to the top.

"Die!!" forehand, backhand, the double sword flashed like a whirlwind, when Zhu Peng felt that the relative speed gap had been reached, the shark tooth twisted the magic crow, and the danger was cut over Chrissy's head, and a large piece of white hair flew like a wind swept the grass, and the sword light was boundless.

The Demon Sword flew far away, but the third Soul Eater Sword landed on Zhu Peng's hand at the same moment and stabbed at Chriss.

(This sword...... Can't hide. ）

There were countless future possibilities flashing in her eyes, but compared to the fate of being pierced through her chest or being directly beheaded, even Chrissy could only raise her arms and choose one of them that was relatively acceptable.

Blood splashed, the two sides staggered, Zhu Peng was covered in blood by more than a dozen swords from the other party, but he was still high-spirited and frenzied, Chrissy suffered a broken sword arm, her face became pale and shocking in an instant, and Zhu Peng's forty-nine black witchcraft killing spells carefully arranged by Zhu Peng attached to the Soul Devouring Sword instantly aggravated her injuries several times.

"You are proud enough, this is the first time I have encountered an enemy who is completely helpless by the Chiyang Dan Fire Tribulation. "A certain broadsword man is not an enemy, so of course it doesn't count.

Blood dripped from all over his body, and he turned around to look at the two swords in his hand, and the boiling murderous aura almost knocked down Chrissy, who was already extremely weak.

"I don't have to fight anymore, I've already lost. Your mission can also be completed, because the Sith civilization will orb, on me. ”

“...... That kind of thing can also be transferred?" Although he felt that the fighting intent on the other party's body had disappeared, Zhu Peng did not accept the armor or put the two swords into the sheath, as long as the other party moved slightly, he would directly cut off the opponent at this distance.

"Normally, it's impossible, but Taylor is my son, he trusts me wholeheartedly, I am his mother, and with the power of fate spells, I can extract the fate of the other party under the premise of such trust. The woman with the broken arm said with some weakness.

"You're not Anna, are you?Fate Spell, the Sith civilization doesn't seem to have the legend of this power, but in the Chaos Star Field, there is a guy called 'Fate Witch Chrissy', she seems to be very good at the abilities of this department. ”

"I am Chrissy, and the people who want the Sith Orb are not only in your wizarding world, but also full of longing for it under the guidance of the trajectory of fate. With the remnants of the Sith civilization, I can be promoted to the rank of demigod...... I gained the remnants of the Sith civilization, and I did rise to the realm of a demigod witch. As she said this, Chrissy's eyes gradually softened.

Fifteen years ago, she felt that the savior of the Sith civilization had come to the Borderlands, and she was ecstatic at that time, because through the instructions of fate, she knew that as long as she got the afterglow of civilization, she would inevitably be promoted to demigod, and the luck of a civilization was concentrated in one person, which was an exaggeration.

However, Chrissy, the poison witch of fate, blindly believed in fate, but she had never heard a wise saying: "Those who receive the auspiciousness of the world also inherit the bad luck of the world." ”

This sentence originally came from the seventy-eighth chapter of Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching": Receiving the dirt of the country is the master of the society. The country is ominous, and it is the king of the world.

Carrying the afterglow of a civilization should really only have the benefits of dividends? This TM is not a good job.

Chrissy used the witchcraft of fate to find the pregnant Anna for ten months, but was already weakened, at the last moment of her life, Anna with a mother's love for her child, launched the Force Samurai's heart sword technique to Chrissy, under the entanglement of each other's wills, Chrissy is no longer Chrissy, and Anna is no longer Anna. Chrissy has acquired the Force swordplay that Anna has practiced all her life, but she also carries a mother's deep love for her child.

Then this thing is not easy to do, originally Chrissy was with Zhu Peng and others all the way, she planned to kill people to win luck, but after experiencing the heart sword fight, looking at the ugly baby who didn't even cut the umbilical cord in a pool of blood, Chrissy decided to use a softer method to win luck.

(Anyway, my life will be very long after I am promoted to a demigod, and I will take his luck and return him to a happy life.) With this in mind, Chrissy took the little boy in her arms, and this was the case for fifteen years. Fifteen years later, the weakened woman with a broken arm staggered to her feet, and she smiled at Zhu Peng, untying the long river of fate around her that isolated Zhu Peng's perception.

"Don't forget your promise. ”

", don't"

After all, Zhu Peng's order was still a step too late, and the once murderous fate witch, Chriss/Anna, was shattered under the giant cannon of the Witch Tower...... She was ready to die for her son, and the reason why she tried to kill Zhu Peng was because she wanted to stay with Taylor for some more years, to watch him grow up, and to watch him marry a wife and have children.

But as Zhu Peng said before, if the Sith civilization is not completely destroyed, the powerful people in the wizarding world will come one after another.

"We obviously have more than ten times the lifespan of ordinary people? Is it really worth exchanging our own lives for the lives of ordinary people?"

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On top of the Dark Forge Witch Tower, Fan Wendong clenched his fists to his chest and knelt down on one knee.

"Deputy Sect Master, it was my negligence that left that woman behind. If you can find out earlier, His Royal Highness Bruno will not be seriously injured, and Deputy Sect Master, you don't have to be alone and dangerous, please surrender your guilt. Almost lowering his originally proud head to his chest, Fan Wendong was indeed full of guilt at this moment.

"I checked it, and the mistake I made has nothing to do with Brother Fan, Liu Liu asked the deputy sect master to punish him. The leather-clothed girl nicknamed Xiao Liu'er knelt down on one knee to plead guilty, and she also looked like she was righteous first.

"Alright, alright. What does it have to do with us whether Bruno's idiot dies or not? It's not your fault in the first place, and if you really found out something at the time, I'm afraid I won't see you again. Let you do what you can't do, and it's up to me...... I didn't expect the Sith Afterglow to invite another Fate Witch Chrissy. Lying on his back in his seat with some exhaustion, Zhu Peng played with the small ball of light in his hand, with it, even if the will of the Sith civilization is really finished, the mentor can completely master that world, and there is no need to spend a lot of resources and hundreds of years to forcibly wash and polish.

Hearing Zhu Peng's words, Fan Wendong and the five of them all let out a long breath, since the deputy sect master has been determined like this, then this matter is considered to be in the past, and no one will settle accounts after the autumn.

Even if the hand of the sin and the necromancy department wants to take care of it, you have to ask the "Lifeless Sword King" Zhu Peng if he agrees.

"Deputy Sect Master, that Taylor. As he said this, Fan Wendong gently swiped his finger in front of his neck. Wildfires can't be burned, spring breezes blow and grow, cutting grass and eradicating the roots is what the Taoist should do, not to mention that Taylor Root Bone has excellent qualifications, and killing it directly is the most correct response.

“...... Forget it. Let them live in peace and happiness forever, that is the last blessing of the two mothers, they have no hope for the re-establishment of the Sith civilization, nor do they ask for revenge, not to mention, do you think I will be afraid of a fifteen-year-old child?"

"The subordinates obeyed. ”

Playing with the ball of light in his hand, Zhu Peng's eyes once again shook the picture of the white-haired woman unraveling the river of fate and embracing the bombardment of the main cannon of the Wu Tower.

(Taylor, you have two good mothers, what an envy...... ）

At the same time, in a simple wooden house restaurant in the Wasteland Desert, Taylor is frying vegetables, and the pure and beautiful Laili is helping her man to do it, cherishing the good time when the murderous mother-in-law is not at home and the two of them have a good time alone.

"Alright, alright, don't get tired of it. Mom went out to eat, and the two of us had to run a good restaurant during this time. Fifteen-year-old Taylor had some freckles on his face, but he was still a handsome young man who was blessed by a demigod witch in the last moments of his life:

They will always be safe and happy, they will have a pair of lovely and intelligent heirs in a few years, they will get rid of the bloody battles of this world forever, they will grow old together with love for a lifetime, and finally they will leave this world peacefully in the cry of their children and grandchildren. Of course, this is not mandatory, but fate will shift sideways in this direction, if Taylor's future heirs are ordinary people, the effect of this blessing will even last for several generations, perhaps, this is also the best fate for the Sith.

When returning to the main world in the witch tower through time and space, Zhu Peng had a dream for no reason.

When he opened his eyes again, he glanced at it, only to find that on the desk in his room there was a thick book, somewhere between the real and the unreal, a solemn crimson cover, on which were four words that no one knew but everyone could decipher: the Code of Destiny.

(Heh, Chrissy, you left me a gift in the end?) walked over and lit the lights, even if you can see at night, it is more comfortable to turn on the lights, Zhu Peng slowly flipped through the Code of Destiny, he will not practice this way again, but the Code of Fate can deepen his understanding of fate, enrich its accumulation, and inspire him to further use the power of fate cards.

The Sith civilization has been destroyed, and although the civilization will orb is not yet in the hands of the mentor, the destiny mission can actually be regarded as complete, and the fate card that has been promoted to the peak of the dark gold limit will guide itself to a destiny trajectory leading to the revival of Yanhuang.

It's just that, just like Chrissy, those who play with fate are often played by fate in the end, and the battle for the revival of Yanhuang can be imagined without thinking about its hardship, I don't know how many lives will be thrown into it like moths to a fire, and I don't know how many people's blood and tears will be drained.

(One will be a success, but when death and killing come, I'm at least the one at the forefront.) I, Zhu Peng, will neither regret it, nor will I look back. ）