Purcell: Lord of the Void

A few days later, the three of them went to Miracle Garden as scheduled to meet Sartre. As soon as they entered the garden, Youmi served them snacks and tea and asked them to wait there.

After a while, there was a sound of light footsteps. Yulimite appeared in front of them. Looking at this strange girl, the three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Yulimette. The daughter of Sartre."

"Sater's daughter? Not me." Yulimite's explanation made the three even more confused. Lan looked at Yulimite politely, a very pretty girl with a pink face. She looked completely different from Sartre.

"Didn't it say that Sartre's daughter died in an accident 10 years ago?" Sezer talked about the folk gossip she had heard.

"Ahem" Even Yulimite was facing embarrassment. Rumors are more ferocious than tigers. She just didn't show up often, but she didn't expect that she was already dead by default.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't say anything."

"Hello, Miss Yulimette, may I ask where Mr. Sartre is? He and we have an appointment to meet here."

"Alas, my father's old injuries recurred after the battle with you. It's really inconvenient for him to recover now. You can ask me anything you want to know. I can give you the answer to anything you want to know."

"An old injury recurred?" Lan was immediately attracted by Yulimite's words. At their level, getting injured was actually a very rare thing. The body's self-healing ability was very strong. It was very common for someone to be dying yesterday and full of energy today.

"This matter is complicated, but very important. I know the other three galaxies. They all have opinions about what we did. But after listening to my story, I hope you can understand that father has never done anything wrong." Yulimit said in a heavy tone, revealing the past that was too painful to recall.

"God's judgment always comes so suddenly. On that day, the sky of the Galen Galaxy was covered by darkness. The Galaxy and his exclusive possession appeared inside the Galaxy without any sign. As Yulimite narrated, a dusty past was also revealed.

To be honest, this matter is really boring. In the face of absolute strength, there are actually no waves and twists. The resistance of the Galen Galaxy is just like a child's play. Even Sartre was defeated by Shinra without any effort.

"If it weren't for the fact that Shinra's foundation in the universe was still shallow at that time and needed the assistance of local forces, we would not even have the chance to surrender.

In order to ensure his father's loyalty, Shinra shot a curse into his body. As long as his father has any intention or behavior to resist him, he will be tortured by the crack. "Yulimite said helplessly. Even though many years have passed, when she thinks of this incident, she still feels a deep sense of powerlessness.

The three of them were completely stunned. They had never seen Shinra, but they had just fought with Satre. Even Lan had to admit that this man was really strong.

As a result, you said that Satyr was killed by Shinra in one move, which was too advanced for them. It was simply unimaginable.

"Perhaps this is alarmist to you, but only when you really face him will you know how terrifying he is. He is a force like the abyss.

Shinra symbolizes the most essential darkness of this universe. He is more like the embodiment of a concept. Rather than a simple elf. The Da in the Leda universe refers to him. Although he is not as good as the real gods who are above everything and witness everything, he is definitely not a clown who calls himself a god. "Yulimite told her everything that Bai Ye said to her.

The three of them felt a chill down their spines when they heard this. Although they had high expectations for the power of God, this setting that was similar to the origin of the universe still shocked them.

"So what is your position now..." Lan asked with some difficulty.

"After the barrier was built, we have already drawn a line between ourselves and him, but this may just be our wishful thinking. We don't want to be the executioners who help the evil, but we have no choice but to survive. I hope you can understand."

Lan was silent. At this moment, he could no longer stand on the moral high ground and say anything to the Galen Galaxy and Sartre. He asked himself, if it was them who were invaded by Shinra, what choice would he make?

You have to know that the henchmen of the Long Night Galaxy alone have pushed the galaxy into a desperate situation more than once. If it weren't for the subsequent participation of various forces, there would be no need for the God of Night to take action. They would have been defeated long ago.

"Mr. Sartre is a real man." After a long while, Lan Nanhai said. At the same time, he also felt very guilty for his previous actions.

"Is there anything else you want to know? Or do you have any requests? Since you are already here, it proves that your father has probably recognized you."

"I do have a few unkind feelings, and I hope you can seriously consider them."

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"That's the thing. I've promised them the first two things and given them the things. But whether to attend this meeting or not. Do you still need to make the final decision, father?" Yulimit asked softly, standing behind Sartre, massaging his shoulders with both hands. Sartre's hair was completely white at this time, and he seemed to have aged 20 years. The crack had been with him for many years, and it had become one with him. Now that it was driven away by Bai Ye, although his life was saved, his spirit and energy also plummeted. He was like an old man in his twilight years.

"Removing the barrier and using star coins are easy to solve. These two things are useless to Garen now. It's a pity to throw them away. But we need to think seriously about participating in the Guardian Conference. Should we show our cards?

The purpose of the sand barrier is not to completely isolate the Galen Galaxy from other directions of the universe. This is unrealistic. After all, for a master, breaking through the barrier is like entering home. It is just to reduce the sense of existence. Become a nobody. Buy time for the plan.

No one likes to go to the desert to seek excitement, but with the arrival of this group of people, Sartre's wishful thinking has also failed, and the entire galaxy will become the focus and focal point of the universe. Seeing this, why not be more generous.

"You can participate. Give me some face. You can go over. Your level is high enough, but it won't be of any practical use." Sartre thought for a while and gave his suggestion.

"It's just like what I thought. Just play with the kids. No need to take it seriously."

"That's right. They are very ambitious but incompetent. That's why I didn't want to have too much contact with them for a long time. What's the point of having a head full of justice and morality? If something really happens, can you chant sutras to kill others?

If it weren't for a group of strong people from another universe, they alone wouldn't be able to accomplish anything. But my daughter, you actually thought of this, which is beyond my expectation. It seems that the future of the galaxy can be entrusted to you."

"No way, father, you are in your prime. You are young and strong." Yulimit waved her hand. She couldn't stand the high workload after just a few days of substitute work. If she officially took office, she would have to stay in the office all day and couldn't go anywhere.

"Haha, just kidding." Sartre certainly wouldn't let his daughter get involved in this. The political struggle of intrigue and deception was too cruel for a tough soldier like him, let alone Yulimit who grew up in a greenhouse.

"By the way, who was that young doctor you asked to treat me? I haven't thanked him properly yet."

"This is a secret."