"The old gentleman's favorite, is the one who can project mythical projections?"

"No, no, it feels like a dream, Mr. Old's family should be one of the members of the Kentu Society, right?"

Everyone's minds are echoing the words of the old gentleman, His Favorite, is coming!

Our research and development society is really growing step by step, this time there is a powerful family, maybe next time there will be another family member, praise the old man!

"An ancient general in the depths of the Black Abyss!"

"A faithful servant who serves above the taboo!"

"It's a dream, it's a fantasy, it's the first person under the old days!"

An ancient and obscure incantation spat out of the mouth of the old Venasson, and in an instant, a wave of illusory power rippled from the old royal court, and the bonfire made of transcendent materials in the center of the Ouroboros suddenly burst into flames, outlining runes with a great spiritual charm!

As Venasson's understanding of the occult and the transcendent realm deepened, and with his ability to grasp the space of the old royal court, this time as if he had gathered angels with sea water at the beginning of the Kentosha meeting, at this moment, he had unknowingly gathered a new image of angels at the end of the Ouroboros table.

The countenance of this angel, including his honor, was quietly told to him by Gorot.

"What a terrifying spiritual fluctuation, is this the one under the command of Mr. Old who can project a mythical projection?"

Jack, as the highest priest in the audience, could only vaguely feel an aura of terror at the thought of it, like a turbulent endless sea.

I'm already at the pinnacle of Sequence 2 now, which is equivalent to stepping into Sequence 3 with one foot, but I can only feel a trace of spirituality when I am highly concentrated, and the other Miss County Lord and Mr. Fate, who are lower than my Sequence, may not be aware of this.

"Deep Sea" Jack glanced at the county lord on the other side and Mr. Fate on the side, and it was indeed as he expected, they didn't feel anything, exactly the same as usual.

A clergyman who does not have enough personality is unable to perceive the existence of a higher personality, and if he forcibly looks at it, it will only lead to a loss of control.

Jack was secretly glad that he could capture the breath of the old man's family, he unconsciously set his eyes on the old man, and suddenly shivered again, and hurriedly buried his head, he recalled the last time he consciously looked at the old man, the insubstantial distorted galaxy, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"This is the respect of the old gentleman, well, above the taboo, the faithful servant...... Sure enough, it has a vague old gentleman's color. ”

Lilith was about to turn her head to look for it, when suddenly her eyes swept to the figure sitting at the bottom of the paruntain table.

It was a stranger who was also wearing a hooded black robe, the only difference was that he had huge black wings sticking out of his back, which looked illusory and hazy.

Wings, he actually has wings!

Lilith recalls the description she had seen in the Crimson Book that only by reaching the angelic rank can you give birth to wings!

"Mr. Old Day, is this the one?"

Lilith had a look of great joy on her face, and she was almost certain that the angel sitting under the Ouroboros table was the old man's favorant, but out of caution and politeness, she still looked at Mr. "Old Day" carefully.

While Lilith was thinking, Venason leaned back leisurely and said:

"My family is also a new member of the Kentu Society, Mr. Gorot of the 'Deep Diving Abyss'."

At the same time, through the spiritual vision of the old royal court, he found that everyone's spirit has changed a lot now, especially Mr. "Deep Sea".

"Hello, Mr. Gorot, thank you for saving me in the Federation Mountains, um... At the same time, I would like to thank Mr. Old Day. ”

Lilith, the "county lord," stood up, lifted the hem of her skirt, and thanked him with the standard of the Ghent nobility, and thanked Mr. Old at the top of the Ouroboros, who sat on the bronze throne, and the twelve-winged Angel Gorot at the bottom of the Ouroboros, and at the same time, peeked at the family seriously.

I can't feel anything, it's like an ordinary person, this is an angel with a high personality, it's really ...... It's so shocking, if it's on a normal day, walking down the street, I can't notice it at all.

"You're welcome, something bad happened to you in the Federation Mountains, and I've helped you erase a memory." Gorot replied rather coldly, then looked at Mr. "Old Day" and said:

"Hello, great Lord...... Mr. Old Day! ”

Oh I'll go, Gorot?

Venason was stunned for a moment, startled by the angel's opening of his own fabrication, but when the angel spat out the words "Great Lord ......", he quickly adjusted his state, this must be Gorot, the only one in the entire old royal court who can say this, use this title.

"The King of the Twelve-Winged Archangels, the Elder Gentleman's Favor is the King of the Twelve-Winged Angels?" Jack, who was buried in his head, glanced sideways in a trance, and then lowered his head consciously.

This aura is too familiar, when I first joined the Poseidon Church, it was the same as the aura exuded by His Royal Highness the Triple Crown of the Poseidon Church, and this is probably the main owner of the mythical image projected by the Federation Mountain Range.

The appearance of the King of Angels strengthened Jack's idea that the power of the King of Angels as a god who could drive the King of Angels as a retiring person was far beyond his imagination.

"Great master, how am I playing?" At this moment, Gorot's voice echoed in Venathan's heart again, and the lightness seemed to be waiting for the master's praise.

"Well, it's not bad, keep it up."

"Thank you Master for the compliment, this time thanks to the great power of your Master, your faithful servant has also had the privilege of breaking a little seal and being able to live in this shell."

"Gorot, what's going on in the Federation Mountains?" Vinason turned to ask about the things that had just been confused.

As the one who was also playing the Points Hunting Tournament, in fact, his memory was the same as Lilith's, and his memory of the Battle of the Two Gods was blank.

"It's a kind of protection mechanism, the protection of the old royal court for your master, and now the return of great power is not much, if there is no such protection mechanism, those guys will be unfavorable to you."

"Can't even keep it in your head?" Venason asked in confusion.

"They will realize that you have been their most feared being, Master, and they will not want to see Master revived." There was a hint of muffiness in Gorot's voice, as if it was a scene it didn't want to mention.

When did this guy become so cautious?

But does this also indirectly show that the previous Mr. of the old days made too many enemies? There are so many people or gods who want Him to fall!

Hey, why do I suddenly have a feeling of "people are sitting at home, and enemies are coming from heaven"?

Vinason muttered silently, and then put down the words of questioning, he understood that in the third dusk of the points hunting competition, something terrible must have happened, and now, he has not yet known the capital of these things, and there must be something involved.