The 165th Ghost and God Jig of Order! Desperate?

Arad continent, Deros Empire, capital.

The fragmentation of the heavenly islands caused by the awakening attack can also feel the sound from the sky on the continent of Arad.

Not long after the sound, followed by another roar.

In an empty space in a courtyard, Gig lay on a lounge chair, closed his eyes and was not surprised by the sound of the air, as if all this was expected by him.

When the dragon roared, Gig opened his eyes slightly, and his golden pupils were particularly shiny, muttering to himself, "Eris... Yuchen boy..."

"Are you going to start the attack? The duel between seed number 1 and seed 2, who do you think will win? Gig!" Elise smiled, and her little hand waved the strings of the harp and asked Jig.

"How can everything escape from your calculation... Elise, I want to ask you something. You can answer or not, but don't lie to me." Gig's special golden pupils were completely opened and he stared straight at Elise. The white hair that did not belong to his age floated up in the wind, which was extremely desolate.

Elyss snapped a sound on the harp, exhaled, and said blankly, "I know what you want to ask..."

Gig's pupil dilated in an instant, stood up, and shouted unbelievably at Elise's charming face that only he had seen: "Impossible!" I have escaped from the chain of fate! How can you... How can you divine what I want to do!?"

"No...this is not divination." Elise said lightly and rolled back her hair: "Maybe... I knew you would ask, or... it's telepathy."

When Elise talked about telepathy, Gig suddenly had a feeling of joy...

I'm a ghost... I shouldn't have any feelings, any love that belongs to me...

"I answer your question, and the answer is... Yes, I have calculated you. Since you were born, I have watched you grow up all the way, and secretly I trained you into a genius! It's also my secret help that you can become a great sacrifice. It's also my credit for you to seal yourself into a half-man and half-ghost... Do you understand now?" Elise is like the old man of the old man, slowly narrating.

"Wow..." Jig sighed quietly: "I can always sense that there is a man behind me. When I turn around, I can only see the escaped phantom with the afterglow. I don't blame you..."

"I found that I... fell in love with you, Elise!" Jig has always been a person who dares to speak, and that budding love is bravely expressed by Jig.

Gig's expectant eyes flashed with the extremely delicate Elise in front of her. She needs someone to protect her, that's me!

Elise shook her head as expected: "Let's extinguish this love... It's just an impulse, Jig, my mission makes me always be lonely, one person... Do you understand?"

"Oh...hehe, hehe!" Jige smiled, smiled bitterly, and smiled knowingly. After a thousand years of loneliness, Jige touched his head and said, "I'm just joking. Why are you so serious?"

You still love face so much, Gig... The strings in Elise's heart were touched again.

"Bear by the way, how is the battle in heaven?" Gigg shifted his eyes to the sky, but his attention did not seem to be there.

"It...should act." Elise also raised her head, but what was reflected in her pupils was the Canyon of the Dead...

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In the Canyon of the Dead, the godless Dreyfus walks in front of the Tower of the Dead, looking very leisurely.

A humanoid creature covered with moss green armor and could not even see his face knelt on the face of death, holding a sledgehammer in his hand.

"My subordinates meet Lord Death! The task you assigned me has been completed!" The armor made an old and powerful middle-aged man's voice.

Dreyfus's skull moved, and his jaw moved slightly, as if laughing.

"Bolodin... deserves to be the former king. His efficiency is much better than my dark three knights. It's worth spending a drop of death..." Dreyfus' voice is always hoarse, with the meaning of death.

"Ozma has been caught and can help its achievement field at any time!" Polodin reported.

Ozma!? The last time he appeared in front of the West Coast Branch of the Extinction, Yuchen could not defeat Ozma with immortal ability. After his death, Ruijie incarnated as Michel, the ancestor of the priest, and sealed Ozma again.

Later, I learned that Ozma is a superior god realm, and only the field can enter the realm of heaven, but now he is actually caught by the god of death Delifers.

"Summon it out..." Dreyfus, the god of death, hid in the cloak, said coldly, and his mood changed instantly, as if the person who had just spoke was not himself.

Polodin has long been used to Fred's capriciousness. He put down the hammer in his hand, waved his arm, and a black light shot out on the ground, condensing a black light.

The black light gradually dissipated, and her wrist was chained by a pure white light chain. Ozma stared at Delifs with her naked eyes angrily.

"Isn't this man of luck, Ozma? Long time no see, Jie Jie!" Dreyfus made a creepy laugh, as if he were meeting and talking with a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

Ozma sneered and said, "I don't like to meet in this way, Death Dreyfus!"

"You will gradually get used to Ozma!" Fred is not angry either. Of course, real smart people will only hide their emotions in their hearts and will not be exposed to the surface.

"Fred! We don't talk secretly. With your strength, I was sealed into the alien space. You only need to wave your hand to save me! But you..." Ozma was screaming, but Fred suddenly interrupted him.

"Why didn't I save you!"

"Yes! Why didn't you save me! What about our agreement?"

"This is a game! You are just an important piece in the game. What if I said I planned this game from the beginning!?"

"What do you mean?" Ozma felt a cloud floating overhead.

Dreyfus walked to Ozma step by step, and every step seemed to step in Ozma's heart.

"Bang!"

Ozma was stunned, but the hot feeling on his face told him that it had happened.

Dreyfus went to Ozma and slapped him. Ozma, the superior god in front of Fred, was extremely fragile, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"You seem to have forgotten who gave you strength and who saved you. Now you remember! I am the Lord, you are a servant! Our agreement ended thousands of years ago, Jie Jie!"

Ozma's mood has fallen to the bottom. Will she serve this monster forever?

"Finally, let me tell you something. Do you know why the empire suddenly doesn't believe you? That's me!"

"Who caught your woman? It's me! She tastes really good..."

"I chopped off Kazan's hands!"

"Who informed the Five Saints that you have entered a period of weakness? It's me!"

......

Infinite resentment emanated from Ozma's body, and a drop of blood flowed from the corners of Ozma's mouth, and he actually bit his teeth.

Hate! Endless hatred surrounds Ozma.

Hate! The more hatred there are, the stronger the field!

What's the name of this tower?

......

Desperate...

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