Calamity Crown

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clap clap!

Three times in a row.

Three of the twelve amulets worn by Osti on his neck were broken, and the invisible force formed a hedge, making everything invisible.

This surprised Renice.

Then, at this moment, Renice laughed.

"interesting."

The other party commented, and then, his nose fluttered.

It seems to be sniffing.

It seemed to be tasting something.

"220... No, is it seven years after 230?"

"'Boer War,' World War I, World War II."

"The Kingdom fell, and the Federation rose."

"The federation split into east and west, technology appeared?"

The other party stood there talking to himself.

Oston's back was numb. He stared at Lai Nisi at this moment, unable to express his fear at all-what happened, they obviously didn't say anything, why did the other party know this in a flash?

Goethe also frowned.

The enemy in front of him made him feel weird.

powerful?

I am very sure of that.

But the weirdness is even more obvious, as conspicuous as the soy sauce on egg custard.

He adjusted his breathing.

Ready to keep fighting.

It was just beyond Goethe's expectation that the other party waved at him.

"We don't need to fight."

"after all……"

"The victory is divided!"

"When I appeared here, the outcome of everything had long been decided—although that guy was insidious and cunning, he never understood the greatness of 'All things are one God'."

"He had no idea what he was missing."

"He doesn't even know what punishment he will suffer."

When the other party said this, he stretched his waist, and let out a pleasant sound from his mouth.

"If possible, I still want to see more of this world."

"It is very interesting."

"Unfortunately, I'm running out of time..."

Woo!

Just when the other party was about to continue talking, Goethe, who suddenly felt strange in his heart, punched out without hesitation.

The scarlet light erupted again on Goethe's body.

This punch, which was enough to threaten the legendary powerhouse, fell through.

It wasn't that the other party dodged.

Instead, the other party becomes blurred.

The figure of the other party standing there became very pale.

It became extremely unreal, like a 3D projection.

"A very powerful punch, even in our era, you can be called a strong one, but so what?"

"Your fist can't break time, so it can't touch me."

"Similarly, there is no way to turn the situation around."

"The world of your time will disappear without a trace—because, standing on an earlier time, we will gradually erase all the sources of your existence."

"Your ancestors will never understand why they died until they died."

"It's a pity that you are not his real descendant. Although you are very similar, you are not after all, alas."

"But what does it matter?"

While the other party was talking, he looked at Goethe, and after sighing, a malicious smile appeared on his face.

"So, cherish the time in front of you."

"It's running out."

"An hour maybe?"

"Maybe 10 minutes too?"

"Who knows?"

"It's a pity that I can't see the successors of you traitors die in front of my eyes. It's really a pity."

He said regret in his mouth, but the malicious smile on his face became more and more intense.

What was even more chilling was that a ray of light appeared on the raised palm of the other party.

The figure flickering in the light made Alston shudder and extremely angry.

Because, that is his father!

In the image, his father changed from old age to youth, then to teenager, and then to child.

Then, an old man appeared.

that's his...

grandfather!

Alston trembled all over, looking at Zhuo Shuo in the phantom. At this moment, he had seen his great-grandfather, and time was still going back.

"No!"

Alston roared, and the electric light in his hand exploded.

But still useless.

Just like Goethe's unstoppable fist from beginning to end.

How many punches did Goethe throw?

Hundreds of punches?

Thousands of punches?

Still useless.

And in the phantom of the opponent's palm, he certainly saw 'his' father, grandfather, and great-grandfather—all of which belonged to Goethe.

Time is still moving forward.

Finally, freeze frame.

The other party was taken aback.

As the controller, the other party can clearly feel that they have not reached the source.

But it stopped.

Something seemed to be hindering his power.

However, this is impossible!

The power of our Lord is omniscient and omnipotent!

Impossible to be hindered!

It must be that my strength has been dispersed too much!

Thinking of this, the face of the other party became serious, and the other party changed, no, it should be said that the power to return slightly stagnated, and began to trace the ancestors of 'Goethe' with more concentrated power.

The other party must be found!

The other party is so persistent!

Just like the other party firmly believes in the power of their own gods.

In fact, the same is true.

When the opponent's strength is concentrated to a certain point, that barrier is broken through.

The other party saw a man with a gloomy face sitting on the throne.

The man was tall and his aura was even more terrifying to the point of unimaginable.

Sitting there is like a world.

When you look up, it's like the sun and the moon rotate.

But such a man frowned and his face was gloomy.

It seemed to feel some kind of peeping.

The man looks around.

The believers of 'All things return to one' were suddenly startled and wanted to look away.

But it's too late!

The man raised his hand and grasped the believer of 'All things are one' in his palm, and without any words or questions, he crushed the other party domineeringly, looking for the answer in the other party's soul.

This is more convenient.

Also more direct.

However, the power of 'all things return to one' completely destroyed the souls of believers immediately, leaving men with nothing.

Do not!

Not for nothing!

The man caught a trace of the power of 'all things are one'.

"Heh, come and go if you want?"

"Leave me something!"

In the man's thick voice, the clenched palms were slightly opened.

An inconspicuous brass ring suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Chapter 1: The Imminent Crisis and Grasping Possible Opportunities!

The man sitting on the throne looked at the unremarkable copper ring in his palm, first frowned, and then relaxed his brows.