The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

　　 But for Allen's doubts, the huge stitching monster standing in front of him did not respond, but raised his head and looked at Master Lane who was standing on a high place.

　　 "Ryan, it's been a long time since I saw him. I didn't expect that the little guy from that year is now a wizard at the pinnacle of the Silver Order."

　　Master Lane turned around and looked at the battlefield behind the position.

　　His eyes widened across the executive department on the battlefield, across the diffuse dust and smoke, and across numerous undead puppets, but they didn't realize it.

　　 In the pupils of Master Lane, a light blue light circulated, staring at the empty sky.

　　 He seemed to be looking at everything, and as if he was not looking at anything, his eyes were vast and calm, with calmness and calmness.

　　 "Long time no see, Master Puppet." Master Lane looked at the void and sighed with emotion.

　　 "Forty years ago, you were the first group of people to enter the Silver Stage, and now, you are barely touching the threshold of the Silver Stage peak."

　　 "You are old."

　　Master Lane also had an inexplicable sigh in his tone.

　　 For so many years, he has been haunted by the nightmare of the year.

　　 He has imagined countless times that if he could be a little stronger in the past, if he could be a little sharper in the past, would it be that so many people would not die.

　　A close comrade-in-arms like a brother, an elder officer, and countless innocent people, hovering in his heart like a dead ghost.

　　 This incident stuck in his heart like a poisonous thorn, which made him unable to let go.

　　 Even if he knew that, all of this could not be repeated, but he still couldn't help thinking back again and again.

　　 Probably, this is how human beings like to regret the creatures that constantly miss the past.

　　 However, when he was facing the puppet master again now, he realized that this nightmare that had been lingering in his mind no longer seemed so scary and intimidating.

　　 "Indeed, I am old."

　　 Hearing the words of Master Ryan, a wolf head biochemical man who grabbed an executive department commissioner in the distance suddenly spoke.

　　 Seeing this scene, Allen couldn't help but drifted a little, and began to observe the undead puppets holding the executive department.

　　 "But I won this round, and your people are now in my hands."

　　 After the puppet master sighed unclearly, he also regained his rhythm and spoke.

　　 "Did you really win?"

　　 "In order to seize this opportunity, your soul has been severely injured by me. Your condition was already serious, but now you are on the verge of collapse of your soul."

　　 "Even if you escaped from here today, your life is only half a year left."

　　Master Lane condensed the emotion in his tone, and shouted with majesty.

　　 Allen was relieved when he heard this, at least, the other party playing such a hand is not without a price.

　　 "Hahaha, hahaha..."

　　 On the edge of the battlefield, the humanoid biochemical man who had put a candied haws on an executive department commissioner suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.

　　 The voice was noisy and harsh, hoarse like metal friction.

　　 "Ahem... I'm sorry, the joke you told was so funny, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

　　 The biochemical man who was remotely controlled by the puppet master laughed for ten seconds, accidentally coughed, and made a very obvious ridicule.

　　 God knows how these puppets have broken facial expressions and featureless tones, how Alan laughed at it.

　　 But it is true. In the other party's words, what he felt was naked ridicule and sarcasm.

　　 "The soul is broken, and the way forward is broken? Hasn't this already begun."

　　 "I've been on this road since I learned that the gods are gone and the empire blocked the extraordinary."

　　 The puppet master’s tone contained three-point ridicule, three-point madness, and four-point hatred, but the words he said shocked everyone present.

　　 Above the scene, the heads of ten undead puppets turned all together, looking at the executive department people who looked suspicious.

　　 His pupils are already muddy and unclear, and his optic nerves have long been destroyed.

　　 But at this time, the people in the executive department who were being watched by these ten undead puppets felt a chill from their hearts.

　　As if the eyes of the puppet master came through the barrier of space, watching them.

　　 "Ha, these little guys don't know."

　　 "Then what would happen to them if they knew that everything they were protecting and fighting was just a huge lie?"

　　 The puppet master’s tone was filled with countless teasing and banter.

　　 "You don't have to instigate discord, what you say is not the truth, and what you know is not the truth."

　　 Master Lane heard the other party's so obvious that he couldn't provoke him, he just negated everything about the other party indifferently.

　　 "What I said is not the truth, and what I know is not the fact? Then you should tell them the fact."

　　 "You never disclose the truth. You just blocked the news suddenly and watched sentient beings fall in the dust."

　　 "What justice do you guard? This is just the afterglow of your hypocrisy."

　　The faces of everyone on the battlefield were a little dark and unclear, even those in the executive department who were held in the hands of the puppet master seemed to have forgotten their own situation at this time, and began to think about the information in the other party's words.

　　 "I am the forerunner of truth, I am the Mars that lights the torch in the dark, I am the dawn that pierces the darkness."

　　 The manipulated puppet has a calm tone, but the emotions revealed in it are getting higher and higher.

　　 However, in response to the performance of the other party, the expressions of everyone in the executive department became calm again.

　　 "Since you don't say it, let me do it."

　　 The silent and strange atmosphere spread on the battlefield, and the artillery fire that had shook the sky ceased again.

　　 The lively area seemed to be isolated from the sound for an instant, becoming extremely silent.

　　 Looking at such a scene, the puppet manipulated by the puppet master smiled.

　　 "After the Lost Era, the gods left, the transcendence extinguished, and the world was silent."

　　 His eyes swept across the faces of everyone in the executive department. What he saw was calm and unwavering, but he didn't care about it, he just laughed and went on.

　　 "If you don't believe me, ask the pastor among you, how many years have they not received the oracle."

　　 When Allen heard this, he involuntarily cast his eyes towards Bright, who was not far away.

　　 But what made his heart sinking was that he found that Bright was only silent, without any refutation.

　　 It stands to reason that the words of the puppet master are almost a sin of blasphemy, which is an unforgivable crime for any priest.

　　 But Bright only flashed a hint of anger on his face, but did not make any objection.

　　 "If they just leave, I will not resent them, after all, the gods do not owe us."

　　 The puppets that opened their mouths were replaced again, alternating among the ten undead puppets, and you said and I said solitaire solitaire, so that Allen could not lock the other side for a while.

　　 "But when they left, they cut off the path of life for the entire continent."

　　 "They set up a huge magic circle covering the entire continent, blocking the encounter with the magic particles in the void outside the domain, and severing all the contact channels of the different planes."

　　 "Even the connection between the elemental planes was severely severed by them, leaving the transcendental era silent."

　　 "It's also called the sacred seal."

　　 The puppet’s tone was still flat, but Allen heard inexplicable resentment from it.

　　 When Allen heard this, the expression on his face almost couldn't be stretched, and his heart seemed to be as magnificent as a huge wave.

　　 He breathed out slowly, alleviating the shock in his heart.

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　　Anything is not groundless, except for the unforgettable hatred that can make a person go down the wrong path, that is, the extremely distorted Three Views.

　　 According to the current information obtained by the Executive Department, it is speculated that the opponent is likely to have a distortion of the three views.

　　 For this point of speculation, he admitted it after Allen had been in contact with the other party for a while.

　　 Although the other party didn't say much before, but from the tone and the line, it was his arrogance to expose the truth of the world and be a changer of the times.

　　 Allen has no objection to the other's ideals, but the other's actions are unforgivable.

　　 No matter what kind of ideal it is, it is impossible to cost the lives of the people of a city.

　　 Moreover, Allen's eyes drooped slightly, remembering the huge circle that connected the world and the earth he had seen in a trance when the demonic wave re-emerged.

　　 The magical light that seemed to illuminate the entire universe and the starry sky, the majestic to the incredible magnificent scene, made him unforgettable to this day.

　　 Although he had no clear memory of the pattern of the magic circle after his consciousness was knocked down from Gaowei, he still remembered seeing such a thing.

　　 Alan wants to come now, probably this is the sacred seal that the puppet master said.

　　 And contacting the other party to say these words, it seems that they can also explain the passing of the extraordinary era.

　　 But Allen was just a little surprised, and didn't believe the other party's remarks like pyramid schemes.

　　 No matter how true it sounds, the identity of the other party determines that his words are destined to be doubted.