Chapter 328 (1/2)

A breathing room.

The Great Hall of the people in AMM is full of all kinds of blue light doors.

All kinds of famous mages were overthrown here by chenlai steel dysensfara.

Because they are basically not the real body, most mages are not alarmed at all. Basically, a large number of old mages are slow and methodical, but they quickly add a bunch of protective spells to themselves before they have time to look at others around.

At this point, most people look familiar and feel relieved.

Then the heart beat wildly, and some of the Lich heads floating in the air could recognize their names.

That very common Lich is shangra, which is a little famous.

The golden man who is assembling his arm is the legendary Lich gakons. This guy is now covered with an anti magic shield. He can't cast spells there. Don't be afraid.

The man in red robe, pale and thin was the famous zazastan, but he felt bad now. It seemed that he was fixed there by magic.

Man in black robe looks like Manson.

Chen Lai. Steel Dyson clapped his hands. Hundreds of millions of tons of giant force broke out in his hands and collided. The huge force spread through the air and shocked everyone's body.

Chen Lai. Steel Dyson sent out countless particles floating in the air. He used light, sound waves, molecular motion and changes in heat and cold to deduce a text. As long as he could see light, hear sound, feel cold and warm, and touch the magic net, he had to listen to his words. He declared loudly: ”Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you on the last day of this era.

Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to see you on the last day of this era.

Gentlemen, I'm glad to save you before you die. ”

The mage's last words aroused everyone's hostility.

These powerful casters looked at the mage with all kinds of eyes.

Chen Lai, Dai Sen of steel, said, ”gentlemen, today you have the honor to witness the myth.

I, the great me, we in the sky will have great power! Complete the prelude to the evening in the sky.

Now we must tear apart the prison built by the gods in our hearts and replace it with two towers of infinite spiral.

Our race has stopped evolution for too long. Without evolution, we lose our strongest power.

Our race has stopped evolution for too long. Without evolution, we would be doomed.

Our primates are kept in this tiny land by gods and compete for living space with endless aliens.

For three thousand years and thirty centuries, we have endured it silently.

Sometimes the civilization of our race germinates briefly in the sun, and more often survives in crisis.

We all know that the prosperity of mankind is just an illusion.

Just stupid people who forget their past glory are intoxicated with themselves.

Since our ancestors came to this world, for countless centuries, we have fought, fought and died, spilling the enemy's blood and our own blood all over the battlefield and the planet.

Our ancestors constantly sacrificed themselves so that our blood can continue in this cruel world of thousands of points.

But the crisis never subsided. The short peace made the stupid forget the past crisis, forget our real identity, and complacently think that the Terran is the strong.

But the truth is.