I, Unlimited Stream, European Emperor

"In the blink of an eye, it's been almost ten years."

"How does it feel to revisit old places?"

Nancy sat on his shoulder, and there was a little reminiscence in her eyes. She just happened to pass by this city and found a rather strange young man.

Afterwards, he was drawn into more wonderful worlds one after another.

Endless dimensions, an evolutionary space full of puzzles.

Countless exotic cultures, knowledge and power.

This short period of ten years is much more exciting than the hundreds of years she spent as Lamy. In the depths of her memory, it seems that the matter of Lamy as a bone picker has been so long that it has almost become a reality. A dusty memory.

"There is an urge to go back to the past."

Holding the railing of the windowsill, watching the wind and rain outside, Su Mo narrowed his eyes, "I want to go back to the past, not to participate in that battle from the standpoint of the protected..."

"Nancy, I have a very strange premonition."

"This time, in Tokyo, I will meet some people from the masquerade party."

"Who do you most want to meet now?"

"Thousand decrees, Orgon."

Quietly spit out this name, presumably the other party sees him now, and he will definitely want to kill himself, the guy who killed many cadres in the masquerade party, and the guy who forced the two adjutants to retire to the red world.

As for Su Mo, he hoped that he would personally end the enemy that he could not defeat when he stepped into this wonderful world for the first time.

"Although I understand your feelings, the main goal of our trip to Tokyo this time is "Bad Blade" Sabrak."

"I see."

Su Mo nodded, and suddenly jumped straight out of the window sill, with a weak sense of presence on his body, almost no one noticed his sudden action.

Directly using the "Flame of the Great Sky" to quickly propel and fly in the sky above the sky, flying towards the old site of the Tiandao Palace, he had a faint feeling...

There may be some people waiting for him to go to that place.

Passing through the rain curtain, he sprinted in the sky as if a rocket booster was installed, crossed layers of high-rise buildings, and left the birds behind the flames of the sky. In less than ten minutes, Su Mo was Came to the place where the Heavenly Dao Palace fell.

After the post-disaster reconstruction of the outside hotel, the situation of ordinary streets has been restored here. There are pedestrians with umbrellas passing by in the streets and alleys.

The demon king with a green pointed hat floated there quietly, as if he was part of the natural environment standing here.

Lonely ghost.

This title may be more suitable for it today.

Because it brought back the wrong situation, it caused the masquerade party to suffer a huge loss, and it has long since returned to that place without face.

Hong Shi also lost his foothold.

Since that battle that year, he has stayed here as if he had lost his soul, until

The enemy from back then came before him again. The demon king wearing the green pointed hat slowly took off his hat, and the transparent body was gradually filled up by the airflow, turning into an almost human image.

"…You finally came."

A murmur-like voice came from under Qian Zhengling's cloak, Su Mo raised his brows, and said softly, "I'm here to put an end to what happened back then."

"... Then there is no need to say more."

The moment the voice fell, Feng Jue, centered on the demon king, mixed with atmospheric fluctuations suddenly spread out in an almost roaring posture, and the crimson world suddenly covered Chang Shi, dyeing the peaceful world red.

"The "Thousand Decree" Orgon—"

"Today must be the day when I will be buried here. Please, Mr. Su, go on the road with me."

"After staying in Tokyo for a long time, is there something wrong with your brain?"

The liar who persecuted the entire masquerade party back then laughed slowly, showing a mocking expression, "Today is indeed the day you leave this world—"

"And I came here specially to see you off."

As soon as the words fell, the "Creative Theocracy" was activated directly, and the "Psalm of Royal Destiny" began to construct the law of freedom, and at the same time, Qian Zhengling had already summoned the Handshake Phosphorus that had been recreated day and night for the past two years.

Hogil.

Rachel.

Hertor.

Lancelot.

"...killed him."

With the words falling, the four knights steered their horses and launched a straightforward charge in the direction of Su Mo.

"...doesn't make any progress?"

Su Mo raised his brows slightly, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he opened his palm slightly, and the freedom he had prepared for a long time turned into six pure gold ribbons like snake dragons, intertwined around Su Mo's body.

Formed a three-layer circulation "surrounding" the world inside and outside

"This time, I will kill you with my own hands."

ps: Killing is not a sensitive word, there is no killing without buying and selling.