Chapter 619

He smiled helplessly.

He had thought that he and others would be in a desperate situation, so he set up a back-up plan, but he didn't expect that it would be so desperate.

I didn't originally design it for this situation, but... it's indeed suitable.

Look at Im.

"You know, the one tied to the cross is actually God, but I don't believe in Him."

Then he turned to look at the sea.

His eyes swept over everyone, including relatives, students, and disciples.

There are thousands of ordinary people.

"Actually, I... am not hope."

Noah had wanted to say this for a long time.

He can bear hope, but he cannot become hope.

The soldiers on the blue sea are even more desperate, and the light of revolution has abandoned them.

As if he couldn't see the changes in these people, the man continued his family's shortcomings.

"It's just a soul from another world that came to this world with a seed."

"I don't like this fucked-up world. There is no freedom, no equality, no dignity, no Coke, no memes, and no One Piece."

"My name is Noah, really..."

"I have no regrets about the sea, and I am very satisfied with this journey."

Listening to Noah talking about something he didn't understand, Im was very impatient.

This is not what He wants to hear. It should be fear, regret, and giving up.

Why do you act like you have no regrets? Humans are really a race that shouldn't exist.

"That's enough, admit defeat, human."

It is not shameful to admit the inferiority of human beings on behalf of these ants. "

But Noah, who was talking about sex, seemed to have no intention of shutting up.

The cross seemed to be his throne, and the pain of having his strength drained was like a breeze blowing on his face.

Along with the chatter of this talkative light, those strong men who were caught were also inexplicably speechless and relaxed.

Even those fears were washed away a lot.

In the end, Im had no choice but to remove the projection of the cross.

Before the projection disappeared, Noah looked at a certain boy below.

“The world has a new light, and I leave it all to you.

So... come and save me! lights! "

At the last moment of disappearing.

"Remember, it's everything!"

Yimu waved his hand impatiently, and the one-winged angels in the sky were ready to move. The world was hopeless.

The god looked at the sea at his feet indifferently, and the three most likely variables had been caught.

The game that belongs to the gods ends here.

"kill."

At this time a young man raised his head.

"everything……"

The power of red blooms over the sea again.

lights! Reappearance!

Chapter 920 The Light of Inheritance

The cross disappears.

When hope is shattered, when the gods decide to end the game.

When human survival enters the countdown.

When the angel representing death is about to fall to earth.

How many people dare to look directly into the darkness, and who is willing to face death.

Who else is willing to light a light in this world?

boom!

The red overlord color blooms again in the blue sea.

Someone has an answer.

I dare!

The courage to face the gods and his own awareness make the intensity of the overlord color this time even higher.

The red domineering field instantly covered several miles in radius.

The enthusiasm inside, as well as the unyielding heat and belief are all burning in it.

It is so dazzling above the sea wrapped in fear.

Youthful spirit? No! It is the consciousness of a staunch revolutionary warrior.

But this is far from enough, far from being a match for the gods and angels in the sky.

This is just ordinary domineering, just like a small spark that only shines in a small area of ​​perspective.

Im in the sky didn't even look at it.

The soldiers of the Alliance Army were surprised at first, and then felt disappointed.

This is not a light, just a match. Such a fire cannot illuminate everyone's heart.

Rosinandi, who was standing there, also felt a little disappointed.

Wasn't that sentence meant for me?

But……

"Everything...is left to us."

Rosinandi, who had pushed his domineering power to the limit, felt exhausted.

He can feel his own shortcomings and understands that this performance is not enough.

The heavy pressure exerts a firm control on my mind.

Phew~~

Put aside all distractions and try again!

Following the feeling, Teacher Noah must have left something behind.

Rosinandi's mind once again sank into his overbearing lust.

Consciousness travels throughout the red world following the domineering force.

The difference between this place and Teacher Noah's is too big. It's desolate. This is the difference in appearance.

It's not the strength and size, but the core thing is missing.

There are no comrades here, no ordinary people, no anger of the people.

This is an incomplete red domineering.

As I walked, I reached the edge.

Extremely depressed, he suddenly raised his head and looked at a place where he felt an aura of intimacy.

"This!...So that's where everything is!"

There is endless darkness ahead, but there is a red star in the distance that is emitting light and heat.

"Teacher Noah! That's it!"

He stepped out of his own world into the darkness.

Ignoring the warning from the soul, ignoring the fear of death.

In the world of thought, distance is a very vague concept. He doesn't know how long he will go, but he knows that as long as he keeps walking, he will get there.

This is Rosinandi’s path.

As soon as I walked out, I felt a sharp pain in my soul, and I couldn't avoid the feeling of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

The pain cannot be shielded, not even numb.

so what.

He continued to walk fearlessly, and the overlord behind him followed him into the distance, like a long passage.

Fragments of the past along the way flashed in my mind.

Born in the Holy Land of Marie Joa, he is a Celestial Dragon of the Don Quixote family, one of the so-called 20 royal families.

He has been superior to all humans on the sea since his birth.

Then his father took him away from the Holy Land and returned to ordinary people's lives.

Then human malice enveloped them, and the whole family suffered brutal persecution.

The yearning for the outside world turned into fear and...hatred.

In the raging fire, his brother chose to go to the extreme of evil, wanting to turn the sea into complete chaos and want to see people's lives harvested at will.

And he went to the navy.

Adopted by his adoptive father Sengoku, he practiced the justice of the navy and returned to the Don Quixote family as an undercover agent.

As for the senses of ordinary people, how can we not mind if we have been hurt?

Until someone tells him what the right path is, a new world slowly unfolds.

Then on Drum Island he finally put down some things and picked up some things on his back.

When Rosinandi came back to his senses, he had already walked in front of the star.

Noble beliefs, unyielding will, anger against injustice, and passionate singing.

Everything is placed here, the source of the light.

"I found it!"

Then... what to do?

The heat wave is burning the consciousness, and the weakening of the will means that the end is coming soon.

The power to move the stars? Just carry it away? Jump in and find death?

This is the will of the teacher. When you enter, you will instantly assimilate into a phantom.

hateful!

Just when I'm at a loss.

Crunch~

The sound of a door opening appeared in the world of consciousness.

Wrong...an illusion? of course not!

Anger and the power of will roared in, and Rocinante, who was wrapped in it, experienced an unforgettable baptism.

The scorching power burned every inch of flesh and bone in his body, and his will, thoughts, and soul began to burn in the flames.

ah! ! ! !