Chapter 392

Long ago, lowett wondered why he hadn't died?

The great king of skeleton mountain must report such a thing

It's not a secret in the mage world, okay?!

(´- ι_-｀)

"Or you"?

How dare you believe that you have lived to this day by offending him so hard?!

It is not lowett who tramples on himself, but he knows very well that even the [black count], [Lord of night and dawn] and [School of the dead] in the peak period can't count on it!

"So her purpose of intimidating me is, as expected, just to grab the emperor's hand, devour the real world and fill her abyss."

"But why did she know about it?"

"Do you know so much?"

Lowett took a deep breath.

"This shows that there is some trade between the great emperor and some masters of the dead sea... No, maybe just the mother of the abyss... There is some trade."

"Let me find a new world for them, and then they will compete by means!"

On the white bone throne, the blue ghost fire shrouded half of lowett's face in the shadow.

"The second crossing is my initiative, which belongs to a spell accident. But why can't the first crossing be also active? It's someone else's spell effect?"

"The reason for the birth of the second crossing, the idea that I wanted to get through the way home was born, why can't it also be what they need?"

"Third point!"

Slightly pinching his left hand, lowett narrowed his eyes: "trapped in the turbulence of time and space, the body is damaged and the soul dies. Why is there a body with high enough soul fit there to pull me out of the turbulence of time and space?"

"If it's not a coincidence, everything makes sense."

"Because they determined this plan long ago and studied my soul long ago. The hardships I experienced and the identity of the Earl's son were involved in the dispute over the throne of St. Auckland magic Empire, which was also a part of their plan."

"As they wish, I became the existence of 'the closest Saint ten under the starry sky' at a young age, granted the title and became the black count, and began to study space-time magic in an attempt to open the door of the underworld."

"It's no coincidence that I was framed and calculated by those people. As a living person, I mistakenly entered the field of the underworld with groups of corpses and ghosts to survive, but I accidentally saw him and crawled back to hell for revenge."

Lowett's expression was uncertain: "the stronger the existence, the more inseparable from the world where they live. In this plan, they need a relatively weak chess piece, but their strength is too weak to position across the long river of time and space."

Then he looked up at the sky.

"Am I talking, emperor?"

No answer.

But strangely, with these words, the sense of threat shrouded in him suddenly disappeared.

Lowett smiled bitterly, rubbed his fingers in the middle of his eyebrows, slowly put them down and held the white bone throne.

"No wonder you will choose the mother of the abyss to cooperate. The greedy old woman has great wisdom but no small wisdom."

Because the emperor understood, what if lowett found out?

When the goal of the chess piece is consistent with that of the player, who is the chess piece?

Don't forget that they are only responsible for bringing them here and cultivating them into talents.

Everything that happened since then was lowett's own choice.

In fact, each takes what he needs and gains.

Now, there is a general direction between them that remains unchanged!

That is

"The world must not be swallowed up by the abyss!"

So

"Can you help with that?"

Lowett looked up at the sky and shouted. At the same time, he pointed to the direction of the Holy Land: "since I'm here, I'll help you anyway. Believe it or not, I quit!"

“……”

Lowett swore that the world stood still for a second after he said it.

There was a strange deviation in the perception of time between soul and body, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Several minutes later, in the sky, or in the depths of his soul, there was a voice that did not distinguish between men and women, old and young.

He heard this voice twice, once when he was living in the wilderness of the underworld, and once when he returned to the underworld to fulfill his promise after revenge.

As an orthodox mage, he is different from the wild way of the mother of the abyss. With the existence of the level of the great emperor, the soul power contained in the language is much more terrible than the mother of the abyss. With lowett's peak strength, he is not even able to listen to his truth.

The emperor's speech is always concise and comprehensive.

It's the same this time.

He said only one word about lowett's question.

"Get out!"

Lowett: "

WOW!

I'm also a man with a head and a face. Can you give me some face?!

………………

The chassis was buzzing and the screen was black. At that time, the tree was thinking about the worst case, and the result was not unexpected... The graphics card exploded!

Can't he burn the motherboard?

There must be something wrong with the expensive ones.

Spit blood!

First I bought a second-hand one and made do with it. I found time to re match it. It just happened that this computer has been used for several years.

Today's third watch, wait a minute, wait a minute.