Chapter 447 About Cumado

The strong man in the field, these four words really shook Lance's mind. Although he has always known that there is another realm above the Holy Land, it is not clear what it is like. Although he visited the martial arts consciousness space of the second-generation dean of the college and felt the unparalleled power, he still couldn't judge that realm. So he was shocked, but not only because the old dean and kind master who had been together for many days had surpassed the holy level and reached the existence of the field, but how could he die?

This is the biggest question in Lance's heart. He opened his mouth with difficulty and asked, "So how did Master die? Did you die under a conspiracy like you killed His Majesty the Pope?"

In fact, when Lance asked this question, he was just holding one ten thousandth of luck in his heart. After all, from Pilate's previous account, he learned how careful Pilate was in the temple to complete this conspiracy, like walking thin ice. Every time I meet the Pope, I will bathe and burn incense, purify the soul, and finally I have the possibility of getting it. But Sword Saint Roland is different. His cultivation has reached the field, and he has long been able to perceive danger and turn bad luck into good luck. And this time, he took the initiative to leave the college and go to the western continent, not like Pilate assassinated the Pope.

Sure enough, Pilate shook his head slowly, denied Lance's idea, and then said in a low voice, "He was killed in a dignified battle!"

Lance's pupils dilated and his body trembled. Roland was his most admired idol in his previous life, the most respected master in this life, and the real first person in martial arts in the world. Now he hears that Roland was defeated in a head-on confrontation, and naturally his mind was deeply damaged.

"How can it be? According to what you just said, he has become a strong man in the field, and there is no possibility of failure. Who can defeat him in this world? Lance asked.

"It is naturally stronger than him to defeat Roland. Have you heard of it, Kumado?"

"CUMado?" Lance frowned at first, as if he felt a little familiar, but he was not familiar with it. He carefully searched for the name of the man in his mind, and then his expression suddenly changed.

"Is this Kumado you are talking about, the former president of the dark parliament, Kumado, who has fallen more than 200 years ago?" Lance asked.

"Well, that's right. It's him."

"How can this... be possible? Isn't he already dead?! At that time, Kumado had lived for more than 100 years. If so today, wouldn't he have lived for more than 350 years?!" Lance said in shock.

The elder of the temple waved his hand and said, "To be precise, he has lived for 400 years!"

Lance is a strong practitioner, not those ignorant ordinary people, so it is naturally impossible for him to be scared when he hear the name of the dark president of the previous generation, and he will not think that the longer the other party has practiced, the stronger his strength will be. On top of history, there have been many strong people, just like the founders of the three holy places in the Eastern continent and the successors of past generations. Some of them have reached the peak or even higher levels of the Holy Land, such as the second generation of deans of the college. However, these people have all disappeared into the long river of history, because they are still human beings. Even if they break through the field, there will still be a limit of life. Basically, this limit will not exceed 300 years, so Lance can't believe it.

He shook his head and said, "I can't imagine that if Kumado is really alive, wouldn't it prove that his life expectancy has exceeded the limits of human beings?"

"Yes." Pilate nodded without saying, "He has proved that he can live until now."

"But this doesn't make sense. The strong men who are better than the previous generation of dark presidents have fallen into the long river of history, including the dean of his college and His Majesty the Pope, who have fallen asleep. As a defeated general, how can Kumado survive? Lance can't believe it.

"Because he is no longer a human." Pilate sighed.

"What are you talking about? No longer a human? What do you mean?!"

"He can live 400 years and kill Roland, the strongest man in the world today. Naturally, he is no longer a human being. He is God..."

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The human empire ushered in the spring of the empire in 2017, and the hot summer was coming soon. At noon, the warm spring breeze blew on people, which should have brought an extremely comfortable sense of enjoyment, but now the wind blowing through the window made Lance shiver.

Not because the wind is too cold, but because the heart is too cold. Pilate has never been a person with humor cells. He used to be not, and now he inherits the Pope's memory and wishes, let alone, so Lance naturally knows that the other party is not joking, so since it is not a joke, now this matter is really terrible, very terrible...

But after all, Lance has experienced strong winds and waves. There are many strong men in the world, and he can't be knocked down just because of a sudden news. After a moment of silence, he raised his eyes and shook his head firmly: "Although I can see that you are not lying, I still don't understand. I don't believe that there are no gods in this world. What you mean, the man in the dark, Kumado, actually had a new sense when he was seriously injured and dying, so Break through the holy steps, reach the field, and then now, have you been promoted to a god? This is simply a fantasy. How can I believe it?

Although Lance said he didn't believe it, his tone was not a denial, but a question. What he was waiting for was an answer, not Pilate's denial.

Looking at the slightly pale teenager in front of him, Pilate sighed and said, "Don't doubt, there is no need to have any luck, because the former president of the dark parliament has really become a god now. However, it's not a real god. At best, it's just a pseudo-god.

"I'm not those teenagers who are new to martial arts, so I don't really think that some people can fight more bravely and get hurt more and stronger. The more powerful practitioners are, the more difficult it is to recover if their bodies are seriously injured, because they are strong enough to hurt them, naturally leave serious injuries on their bodies that are difficult to recover. So it's hard to imagine how Kumudo, the former dark president who was on the verge of death, crossed the threshold of death, crossed the holy land, cultivated the realm, and now reached the realm of gods?

"He's just lucky. There is nothing wrong with what you just said. The ancient gods have disappeared, they have never appeared again, and have not given divine decrees or ores to their people. This is actually very simple, because they are all dead. In the battle of the ancient gods, the god of darkness was sealed by the artifact of the god of light and fell dust from the kingdom of the gods in the sky. The place is the western continent.

"Dark Parliament?" Lance asked.

"Well, good, smart boy." Pilate nodded with appreciation and then said, "This is why the Dark Council has never received a dark oracle, because since the parliament was established, the dark god has no longer been able to perform miracles. Those who believe in darkness are actually just some pseudo-dark believers, hehe..."

"So Kumado didn't actually reach the legendary realm by himself?" Lance asked.

"Of course not. He was seriously injured and was about to die, but I don't know whether it was a coincidence or for other reasons. The secret that the previous dark presidents did not find was discovered by him before he was on the verge of death. That was the bottom of the dark council, sealed, and it turned out to be the god they had been worshipping. Ming..."