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In Waltz's impression, although the mute man could not speak, he was not good at talking, and every word that the mute wrote on the paper could touch the deep feelings in Waltz's heart and shake the firm determination in his heart.

As early as twenty years ago, Waltz was already at the peak of the god-level strength, although in the Church of Light, he still insisted on listening to the holy voice every day to help his own understanding.

However, this kind of holy sound has almost no effect on him, and if he wants to go further, this kind of holy sound is no longer useful, and what he insists on is only his own faith.

However, looking at a few sentences on the dumb paper, it made him feel like he had been reasoned, and every sentence could shake his mind.

"Facing a bleak life, accepting an unknown tomorrow?, these words seem unintentional, but it is not easy to do, who can bravely face a bleak life, and who dares to accept the uncertain tomorrow?

These words seem to be just a squandering of life, but they are alluding to Waltz's own stagnant cultivation, how is his cultivation not a bleak life, and how is it not an uncertain tomorrow?

One step away, thousands of miles away, Waltz's heart was confused, there was no longer the same divine light in his eyes, and a few dumb words had actually made him lose himself.

"You have to know how to doubt yourself, and being too firm in your beliefs will only make you more futile.

The dumb man stared at the waltz, and the moment he came into contact with the pure eyes of the mute, the waltz's heart was shocked, it was not an ignorant gaze, it was not an ignorant gaze, in that pair of eyes, there was a kind of wisdom, a boundless profundity.

It is hard to imagine what kind of tribulation it takes to have such vast eyes like the sea.

It's not something that can be disguised, and it can't be shown by any means, and every word of the dumb person can't be said casually.

It can make the waltz feel touched, and the feeling from the heart has the effect of guiding, and the mute is like a wordless teacher, seemingly careless, but in fact constantly guiding the waltz's path.

Even Waltz didn't realize that his state of mind, his mood, his mood, was all undergoing an astonishing change, a change that he could not understand, a change that he had longed for a long time, a change that he had dreamed of, and at the same time a crucial change.

The waltz is like having caught something, but it can't be touched, and the feeling in my heart is indescribable.

It's like a person who is groping in the chalk and suddenly discovers a light that seems to be close at hand, but can't get close.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the room below, and a sharp scream came out of the couch.

Waltz's heart jumped, and she jumped off the roof, and by this time, a dark shadow had already grabbed Lusha and grabbed her with one hand.

"It seems that the Duke of Bright, who is famous all over the world, has also been negligent. The black shadow in the chalk darkness makes people feel in a trance, and the figure keeps flashing unreal curves, in the chalk darkness, as if it is about to dissolve.

"Who are you!" waltz's face showed a solemn expression.

Waltz's heart sank at once, not because the man's aura was strong, but because he didn't feel his aura at all.

Even though the person was close at hand, he still couldn't detect the other's presence, as if it didn't exist at all.

This is different from the original Thorn of Twilight and Dawn Buster, although the two of them are powerful, the waltz can still catch their hidden aura, and the person in front of him gives him a feeling of extreme danger.

"Snort...... In the name of the next, how did it get into the ears of the Duke of Light, don't say it. The man in the chalk let out a strange laugh, the sound was like the laughter of a demon in the night, which was unbearable.

"Dire" Waltz's face changed slightly, and he couldn't believe that this super killer ranked twelfth in the Western Ocean Continent actually appeared in front of him.

Waltz couldn't believe that Dire and Thorn of Dusk and Dawn Buster were not on the same level at all, both in terms of strength and price.

A twelve-ranked Dire is enough to hire ten killers for the same price as the Thorn of Dusk, and that is enough to show that his enemies are determined to take his head.

Or rather, if there is any reason for his enemies, he must be stopped.

"Something has happened to the Ascension Mountain!?" Waltz didn't want to believe in such a result, but only this explanation would make his enemies, even the Dire, move and stop him here.

"Your Excellency Duke of Light, if you don't mind, please offer your head, I will be grateful. The laughter of the Dire echoed in the silence of the night, and the Dire's body exuded a suffocating evil aura.

Only a half-emperor could make Waltz feel such a powerful suffocation, Waltz's face was solemn, and he looked coldly at the Dire.

"If you want my head, then take it yourself. , Waltz said coldly.

Dire carried Lusha, who had almost been caught unconscious by him, and looked at Waltz with a wicked smile: "Don't you want this little girl's life?"

"This matter has nothing to do with her, why should you embarrass this little girl. "As long as you're with it, it's okay." , Dire said with a smile.

However, the Dire's gaze suddenly moved away from the waltz and landed on the mute's body, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"This ...... This kid can ignore my coercion, not bad......" Dire said approvingly.

You must know that he is a half-emperor existence, as long as he has the heart, with his coercion, it is enough to make any opponent collapse in an instant, even Waltz is so difficult to resist his coercion, but this young man is blind to his coercion.

Waltz was startled, and his gaze fell on the mute, who stared at the Dire as if he had not sensed the pressure of the Dire at all.

"Put her down!"

The mute mouth sounded like the depths of hell, the will of a god on high, the voice of no one to disobey.

Waltz's eyes widened and he looked at the mute inexplicably: "You...... Can you speak?"

The mute didn't pay attention to the waltz, still staring coldly at the Dire, oppressive!

An indescribable sense of oppression spread under the night, and the waltz and the dire could not help but retreat, and a monstrous wave was set off in their hearts.

"What's going on?" Dire exclaimed, his eyes full of disbelief.

What kind of power is this? There is no breath, no coercion, but in his heart, he can't help but feel a sense of fear, what the hell is going on? What is going on?

Waltz couldn't understand it at all, his feelings were like Dire, a chill that went deep into his bones, like fear that rose inexplicably from the bottom of his heart.

"I told you to put down Lusha!" the mute snorted coldly again.

"Boy, what are you. Dire's face couldn't help but show a trace of anger, he obviously didn't feel that this young man, there was a little fluctuation of magic or fighting spirit, why did it give him a terrifying feeling.

In his mind, it was probably the treasure hidden in this young man's body that would make him feel this oppression, otherwise, there would be no explanation.

The mute's steps were gentle, but as if he was controlling the Dire's heartbeat, he stepped out, and the Dire actually felt his heart beating, and instinctively retreated two steps under his feet.

The mute repeats the same words as before: "Put down Lusha!"

Dire was also furious, he was actually forced to take a step back by a five-year-old teenager, this feeling was very bad, and it made him feel like he had lost face.

Waltz stood in place, his mind blank, because he suddenly remembered that in the Church of Light, the top of the great beings, they also had such a sense of oppression, they could not feel the breath and any energy fluctuations on their bodies, but as long as they stood there, they could deter any enemy.

The reason why the previous waltz did not think of this direction at all was because the dumb man looked so ordinary, and the ordinariness made him unable to think in that direction.

However, the mute at this moment is like a different person, from an ordinary teenager to an instant transformation into a god of death who stepped out of the abyss of hell.

Even if it's just a look, you can feel the supreme might!

This is the real emperor, a super existence that everyone looks up to, a supreme god who can turn the rain and clouds with a raise of his hand!

Dire's face suddenly showed a cruel smile: "Do you want her?

Dire's hand couldn't help but increase a few points, which was clearly trying to kill Lusha.

At this moment, a terrifying and outrageous aura finally burst out, and an endless wave of chalk swept through the town at night.

And the inn they were in seemed to have been swept by a strong wind, and the roof was immediately swept away by the wave, and the Dire at the center of the wave was a different feeling.

He had never felt that chalk was so close, and under that demon-like aura, all the living would tremble, and it was a breath that was a hundred times more powerful than himself, a thousand times stronger.

The Dire, who had always regarded others as ants, now felt like the ants.

He felt that his body was constantly solidifying, and fear was like a plague, instantly infecting his nerves, and his body was stiff and fixed in place, and his body could not exert even a trace of strength.

The mute face was covered with a frosty look: "Since you want to die!

Dire wanted to ask for help, but he didn't know who to turn to, no one in this world could save his soul, because he was facing a god of death!

A god of death who controls his life and death!!~!

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