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Su Junyan's dream.

His last dream.

A completely different dream from those previous nights.

"Why are you here?" Su Junyan felt very strange when he asked this sentence.

Obviously dreaming.

So, why did you have this person in front of you.

Adam, the Ancestor of the Demon Seed.

He stood in front of Su Junyan, like an endless paulownia forest, and said to Su Junyan.

"This is my spiritual world, and of course I can be here. Adam said, rightly so, "In fact, every night lately, you have been in my spiritual world." ”

"What do you want to do?" Although Su Junyan had already noticed this, he didn't know Adam's intentions.

"Run, leave, I don't want to go back with them. Adam paused, "That's what you think, aren't you?"

"That's right. Su Junyan did not deny it, "It's just ......"

It's just, how to escape?

Just the two of them?

Su Junyan is now in a state of losing his ability again, if he recovers, he really doesn't know when it will be, anyway, if he gets it by then, he has already been locked in the Holy Hall by the demon seed and strictly guarded, right?

And what about Adam?

This man, who is known as the ancestor of the demon seed, what is his ability?

Judging from Su Junyan's observation of him in the past few days, he doesn't seem to have any outstanding ability, otherwise, he should choose to resist, right?

It's just that as the ancestor of the entire demon race, which is a special and powerful race, it doesn't have any powerful special abilities, which is a bit unreasonable.

"I really don't have any abilities, or rather, my abilities are so weak that any one of them can knock me down. Adam knew exactly what Su Junyan was thinking, "It's like God has opened a door for you, but it always closes other doors, I have the ability to stimulate the potential of others like a plague, but I seem to have lost the opportunity to use those abilities." ”

"If I were alone, I wouldn't have survived. ”

"But luckily there's you. ”

"What do you mean?" Su Junyan was slightly vigilant, but also had a sense of hope.

"Remember the first time we met?" said Adam, abruptly moving on to something else.

"The tavern. Of course, Su Junyan still remembered that the experience of that night was extremely strange and special.

It was after that night that he had an extra phoenix in his mind.

"After I found out that you were all of the same kind, I unconsciously planted the seed of spiritual power for you. Adam explained, "That kind of seed can spur your spiritual growth and help you form your own spiritual world, if you can perceive it." ”

"What I didn't expect was that you all noticed the existence of the seed and made it grow well. ”

"And the most surprising thing for me was that we met here again. ”

"Perhaps, this is fate. ”

"I still don't quite understand. Su Junyan actually understood a little, but he was not sure of Adam's intentions.

Although he always seemed to be amiable.

But the human heart is always the most inscrutable thing.

"To put it simply, you all have the spiritual power seed I planted, and you have successfully made it grow, so you can fully accept and accept my spiritual power for your use. Adam said slowly.

"We?"

"That's right, you, you, Artist, Helena. Adam continued, "But you are the most important, because your spiritual world is the most compatible with me, and after my polishing in the past few days, it can fully withstand most of my spiritual power." ”

"Now, it's your turn to make a choice, whether to accept my spiritual power and fight our way out together, or whether we'll do nothing and be taken to Asgard for the final moments. ”

"Choose. ”

That was the dream of that night.

Or rather, choice.

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Right now.

Take your pick.

When everything suddenly exploded.

Adam closed the page, turned his head to look at Su Junyan, and said, "Do me a favor." ”

The time of choice has come.

Su Junyan glanced up at the huge barrier rising in the sky.

Those Templar powerhouses who have completely emerged from the looming.

The guns of the human alliance, the main guns of the magic power armament, and the volleys of the magic warlocks still can't help these monsters who have stood at the peak of the power of this world.

Do you want to wait any longer?

Su Junyan clenched his fists, and he saw a familiar figure appear in the sky in the distance.

Admiral Hykris, Mai Witt, the existing eight members of the Council of Ten led by Ashnayo, the president of the Magician Guild, Lucifer, Ironbut, Rest, Winnington, and Olivia.

Olivia.

"Come on. Su Junyan said suddenly.

He made a decision.

This is the last chance.

Once you miss it, it's it, really miss it.

No matter how hard you try, you can't go back to missing it.

It's goodbye in the next life.

It's like Hawk, Master Hawk, and Artist.

There are 10,000 stars in the sky, and 10,000 tears from the corners of my eyes can't go back to the past.

Su Junyan didn't want that result.

He didn't want to see him again in the afterlife.

I don't want to be a star.

He's going to grab, he's going to grab something.

So he said, come on.

I accept your strength, give me your strength.

Moment.

The spiritual power of the mountains and the sea poured into Su Junyan's mind from the outside world.

in his head.

In the distance of the paulownia forest, which had just begun to grow, countless flames swept in.

They swept through the paulownia forests, but instead of letting them burn, they grew even faster.

From the initial seedlings, all of a sudden, they have risen countless inches in height, and the leaves and branches of the tree are constantly spreading and expanding.

In just a second, in Su Junyan's mind, his spiritual world has completed a change like 10,000 years.

Paulownia trees into forests.

It's quiet.

The next moment.

There was a chirp in the vast paulownia forest.

At first one, then two, three, four, many, many, many.

It's like endless.

There is a phoenix up.

From the forest of paulownia.

Su Junyan closed his eyes and opened them again.

In his eyes, there are thousands of phoenixes.

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Kavin, a little tired of writing, discipline.

So be it.