Chapter 591 Oliver's Return

A gray shadow in the space strolled out, reflecting the dreamy blue starlight fog, as if a wise man came out of his space door...

"This monster still loves killing so much..." The man in a gray cloak looked up at the frozen clouds in the sky and said carelessly. He looked at Zhang Fan and the other two, shook his head and sighed, "You are so bold that you dare to boldly break into the arena in the 'desperate prison'! If you hadn't liberated me, how could I have traveled through this thousand years, endless space..."

He looked at the gladiator all over the field and smiled, "The incarnation of Spartacus and the Seventy-two Warriors can also condense this arena. It happens that in my world, there is still a lack of guards guarding the Star Tower..."

The man in the gray cloak clapped his hands, and the crisp pat sound shook out layers of ripples, pulsating out, and actually awakened Zhang Fan and the others from the stalemate.

The three shouted and continued to fight, but found that the world was strangely still. The gladiator in front of them was like a statue, motionless for the three to kill, although their postures must be unwilling.

"Huh? Stop, everyone!" Aken shouted. In fact, he didn't have to stop. Zhang Fan and Green Wing have also put down their weapons to see what happened in the arena.

"Are you always so impulsive? How dare you break into the arena!" A voice sounded behind the three people, hoarse and dry, like a mute who had not spoken for thousands of years, suddenly spoke.

Zhang Fan and the three of them turned around and saw the space door surrounded by blue bright stars. There was also a familiar figure standing by the space door. It was not the necromancer, the gray cloak, Oliver!

"You are Oliver, Necromancer!" Aken pointed at him and shouted, "Didn't you go to the hungry ghost road and be reincarnated?"

Zhang Fan and Green Wing were also shocked that their limb weapons almost fell.

"Hey, you can inherit my skills! Oh, Mr. Zhang Fan actually integrated my dead flame! This flame is ten thousand times more powerful than my dead flame! Oh, what a beautiful flame. It seems that he can selectively burn vicious souls, like a sacred flame, but it is more vicious than the sacred flame... Is this the power that the God you believe in brings to you? The necromancer looked at the flame on Zhang Fan's body intoxicatedly. With one move, there was a dark red lotus fire, which flew to his dry palm and slowly rotated...

"And you, lovely girl, you can actually fuse my star prophecy in your martial arts... Oh, it's incredible. Let me see what a powerful soul it is. Are you the reincarnation of a god? ...Wow, you really surprised me too much... Huh? A paper crane, please rest assured that I mean no harm to your master..."

Aken put down the huge shield and shouted to the Necromancer, "Oh - I said Master Oliver, you didn't come to save us on your part... If that's the case, you owe us will be paid off..."

"Save you?" Oliver came to his senses and stroked his chest and said, "Oh, that's not the case. You don't need my rescue. Because I have already told you in star prophecy that you have not encountered irreparable danger. I... just came to thank you. Thank you for releasing me and allowing me to continue my practice in the most suitable world, so that I have such results now! Thank you again. What I have given you is not enough for your kindness to liberate me..."

Zhang Fan quickly waved his hand and smiled, "Master Oliver is humble. The skills you have inherited from us have benefited us a lot. We should be grateful. And we should be grateful for traveling through time and space to relieve our mortal crisis..."

Aken shook his head and interrupted loudly, "Don't thank them. Look at these gladiators, Master Oliver, how do you think you should deal with them? Also, you seem to be even better?! What's going on? Didn't you go to the hungry ghost road? Why did you come back in a few hours?

Oliver smiled and said, "Do you say the time? Hours and thousands of years have meant nothing to me. I have indeed been reincarnated. But it doesn't prevent me from coming to the world again? In the Hungry Ghost Road, I have been practicing for thousands of years and have nothing to do. I have felt the soul crystal of my previous life with star prophecy. After getting a lot of interesting information, I opened the link to the space-time coordinates of the soul crystal and visited here.

These words shocked the three people. Oliver, the necromancer, has been practicing on another plane for thousands of years. It seems that he has not only recovered his mana, but also far exceeded the achievements of his previous life! Unexpectedly, he was able to travel through time and space to a few hours after his previous life! It seems that it is not unreasonable for him to choose to be reincarnated by a hungry ghost. Oh, yes, he is now obviously a physical person, not a soul state!

"Then why don't you just go back to the past? Save you who were burned to death by the Holy See? Aken doesn't understand.

Oliver sighed: "Traveling through time and space is not unlimited. How can I change me in my previous life? If it changes, where can I be now? Isn't this a paradox?! I can only travel to the reincarce of my previous life, and it is the limit to reach this period!"

Arken understands that modern physics has a lot of explanations about the theory of space-time. Although it is not conclusive, it does not prevent Aken from understanding the meaning of Oliver's words, "Look at these gladiatores? ......”

"I really need these gladiators, and this time I'm really here for them. Although these imprisoned souls are fascinated by obsession and lose their spirituality, they are of great use to me. But this also needs to ask the owner here what he means..." Oliver nodded and pointed to the sky.

Aken asked doubtfully, "Ask the master? Are you going to ask it?" He looked up at the motionless cloud vortex in the sky of the arena and marveled that the necromancer was able to imprison this powerful Roman arena! Since you have imprisoned the other party, do you still have to ask him what he means? Take away these gladiators. Does this ancient Roman arena still have the power to resist? This is a place of the law of the jungle!

"Yes..." Oliver nodded.

"You have such a great ability, do you still need to ask it? If it's time to accept it, you will accept it... What's more, how can this guy agree? You're not just playing with it, are you?" Aken said disdainfully. He felt that Oliver in front of him seemed to be as pedantic as Zhang Fan. This ancient Roman arena likes killing so much, it's not a good thing, and it's so kind to him.