"This world has become so weak. I left countless backups. If all of them are revived, no! Even if only one third of them are revived."

"This world may not be able to withstand the terrifying power and collapse."

In the last time before Mo Yi fell asleep, he gathered the powerful beings in his God's Empire who could cross the long river of time.

It was to have enough trump cards in his hand eight hundred years later.

Even with the great power of Gilgamesh in Mo Yi.

He still felt a little afraid of the sudden terrifying aura eight hundred years ago.

"Forget it, this time I will see your true face myself."

Mo Yi whispered softly.

The Lord of the Sky under him seemed to have sensed something, as if his master was about to leave.

"Roar~Woo~Roar~"

He let out a few unwilling low roars.

"Okay, stop making trouble. It's not your time to show up yet. Wait a little longer and wait for my order. As for your companions."

"I'm back. They should be awake now."

Mo Yi gently twisted his wrist, and his scarlet eyes revealed a few rays of light.

There was an indescribable aura all over his body.

Although that aura was not as strong as the holy light that Mo Yi had been shrouded in before.

But it was more transcendent. '

If the previous Mo Yi was the emperor who suppressed everything in the endless night, then the current Mo Yi is more like a banished immortal who has fallen into the mortal world.

His demeanor is penultimate and high above.

It seems that this world cannot restrain him.

Freedom and freedom are reflected in him.

But from the moment Mo Yi received the Original Sin Society into the King's Treasure House, he still had the kingly way and Haki of Gilgamesh.

But the same kind of detachment and freedom that he possessed was also reflected in him.

The role-playing system does not make Mo Yi lose himself and become a projection of Gilgamesh.

Instead, it made Mo Yi comprehend Gilgamesh's kingly way.

He was not the puppet of the king, but he himself was the king.

King!!!

The king had thunderous wrath and gentle rain.

The so-called thunder and rain were all grace from heaven.

Mo Yi walked into the black palace and leaned on the throne made of the world's strongest black stone.

The body found a comfortable position and then raised his feet.

In a trance.

He seemed to have returned to eight hundred years, still on the head of the Lord of the Sky, still on the endless sky.

But this time.

There was no group of warriors around him who were ready to die for him at any time.

"Even if the world turns upside down, I am enough by myself." Mo Yi said softly.

If he rashly activated the layout of the year now, then 1 this weak world would probably be directly shattered.

It became a dead silence.

"It seems that we need to figure out what happened to this world." He rested his chin on his palm.

A light blue panel that only Mo Yi could see gradually appeared in front of him.

"Ding! Since the Host's compatibility with the character has reached 100% for the first time, the system will reward the Host with a 100% chance to draw a character above 'SS' level."

"Do you want to draw?"

Seeing the system panel in front of him, Mo Yi's heart was in turmoil.

SS-level character!!! ~ Even Gilgamesh is only S-level.

It already has such a terrifying power. If it is SS-level, what kind of monster would it be?

Mo Yi simply couldn't imagine what kind of existence would surpass Gilgamesh and become SS-level.

Just when he was about to choose to summon.

He suddenly stopped the action in his hand.

No!

Mo Yi sighed secretly in his heart.

Because he suddenly thought of the moment when he first summoned and played Gilgamesh eight hundred years ago.

Gilgamesh, like a god, seemed to have broken through countless time and space.

Looking at this world from a high place, he chuckled with disdain.

Almost in an instant, his might shook the whole world, and even the so-called "gods" were scared to death by the terrifying power like the power of heaven.

In that world that was far more powerful than today's era, Gilgamesh almost caused that world to collapse.

So now if I summon that SS-level existence.

I'm afraid this world can't bear the upcoming supreme existence.

If it was Mo Yi back then, I'm afraid he would summon it directly regardless of the consequences.

But.

At this time, Mo Yi was as proud as Gilgamesh.

"Forget it, there's no rush. Even if there is no SS-level existence, my power alone is enough."

Mo Yi waved his hand, and the system panel disappeared instantly.

"I'll talk about it after I find the reason why this world has become so weak."

Today, Mo Yi no longer cares about the so-called power.

Because he proudly believes.

He is the strongest person, who can suppress everything by himself.

The oldest king, the king of mortals.

The shadow behind all terror.

Gilgamesh!!! ! !

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