In the void.

Several figures have been standing here for a long time.

It's hard to say exactly how long.

Because the mere existence of people will distort time and space, the so-called flow of time is naturally extremely unstable, and it is always in a state of flux and uncertainty.

This leads to the fact that although they are ostensibly staying together, in fact, they are probably living their own time flow, this guy thinks that time has only passed for a second, and that guy thinks that time has passed 100 million years, which is a very normal situation.

Suddenly.

One of the figures looked at itself into a distant void.

Over there.

A small golden figure was swaying its eight long legs, slowly walking towards them.

Although there is no speech with superfluous performance.

But judging from the other party's posture when walking, the other party's very leisurely psychological attitude is really something visible to the naked eye, and people can clearly perceive that he is in a very good mood and even a little leisurely.

Behind each other.

It is a long road of pure golden brilliance.

A brilliant golden ripple constantly reverberates and spreads in it.

Its brilliance can only be described as dream-like and illusory, brilliant and dazzling.

It's like a mythical path to heaven, where even the deeper dimensions are affected by it, and become accessible areas.

And.

But that's not all.

As long as the other party has not dissipated.

The violent Void Turbulence in the surrounding area will be diminished.

The other party can greatly suppress the destructive power and activity of the void turbulence.

It's as if they've encountered the turbulence of the ocean.

Under the suppression of the Golden Road, there was no major movement at all.

I can't see the powerful destructiveness of destroying a large chrono fleet and even destroying [Independent Time and Space] in a few minutes.

"You're finally here."

"If you don't come again, I'll almost think that you guys will be quietly killed by some ambitious guy halfway through."

Facing the golden figure in the distance.

The speaker's voice was so loud that not even the Void Turbulence could stop it.

Even.

The Void, which should not be able to convey sound smoothly, has been reorganized by the other party's words, and has become a sound transmitter, allowing the other party to communicate by speaking at will.

It's a feeling of everything giving in to each other automatically.

Even the rules of time and space require all kinds of compromises in the face of the will of the other party.

Powerful, authoritative, sacred......

All of them are the most basic characteristics of the speaker.

And in the face of that existence, there is a sense of ridicule.

Fayyad, who has just come out of the [Purple Dream Sky Company]. Moreau.

As a guy who was on a business trip, he was still busy running to visit the door, so he was naturally not very tough to respond, so he could only say helplessly:

"How is that possible~"

"Although there are quite a few guys who are stronger than me."

"But, our beloved [His Majesty the Emperor of the Last Days] is still alive."

"Still sitting peacefully on the throne."

"Because of His might, how can any guy kill me silently~"

"I don't think any guy has this ability~"

"And this is the real security~"

While denying part of the other person's words.

Fayyad. Moreau also agreed with another part of the other party's words.

That is, if there is no [Emperor of the End] to suppress the world.

Maybe there was something out there that could kill him quietly.

In this regard.

Fayyad. Although Moreau thinks that he has good strength, and he hides a lot of hole cards, he is not a weak and bullying super soft persimmon, but the guys in the group of [Transcendent Stage Awakeners] ...... really have unique skills, and there are many dangerous guys among them. Moreau felt that the other party was very dangerous guy.

Therefore.

Even if you have a lot of hole cards.

Over the years, countless contingency plans have been conceived......

In the face of the enemy's various unimaginable super tricks, Fayyad. After all, Moro still can't maintain an absolute optimistic attitude, he needs to imagine all kinds of bad situations as much as possible, and he needs to question whether his hole cards can take effect smoothly, so as to self-check and fill in the gaps, and self-improvement......

It can only be said.

To be able to make Fayyad. Moreau didn't have much confidence in his own strength.

The specific components of each [Transcendental Stage Awakener] are indeed a little bit complex and abstract.

People are able to maintain stability in their daily lives.

I didn't fight and kill every day.

The great [Emperor of the End] is really hard work.

There is a decisive and huge credit!

Even if He was just a motionless townman, he didn't do anything further.

At this time.

Face Fayyad. Morrow's reply, the presence that had spoken before only glanced at Fayyad. The route taken by Morrow.

Looking at the glorious road that has not dissipated for a long time.

He said very calmly:

"To a certain extent, you're quite serious about what you do, and you've actually started to prepare emergency measures."

In the eyes of the speaker, the path that the other party has walked is the one that was led by Fayyad. The road that Morrow stretches on, though it seems to be just some kind of bells and whistles, is just Fayyad. Moreau used it as a means to show his prestige, but in reality, the other party was some kind of highly targeted emergency measure, and once something went wrong with the surrounding situation, that glorious path could immediately evolve into a towering golden barrier, forcibly isolating all kinds of problems.

After speaking.

See Fayyad. Moreau, who was preparing for the disaster relief hand, couldn't help but preach with a little confusion:

"It's possible to get you to take this very conservative approach."

"So...... Do you think those guys are really going to fight? ”

After successfully reaching the opponent's side across an infinite distance in two steps, Fayyad. Moreau paced nonchalantly in place a few times.

"Not sure, but I think it's likely."

"After all, those guys themselves are not normal, all of them have very strange brain circuits, plus they don't like each other for many years...... I wouldn't be too surprised by what they do......"

"Anyway, I just need to do my own thing."

"The rest...... It's really too lazy to think about it. ”

"It's not realistic at all."

"The final result of things depends on the power ......"

(End of chapter)