Faint red light spots began to emerge from the human body, and then entered her body little by little.

"This thing can actually strengthen me?" Sister Yu didn't seem to be here to save people at all, she seemed to simply want to kill that huge creature.

"Then..." Sister Yu looked at each of the giants maliciously, with a bloodthirsty gleam in her eyes.

hum!

Sister Yu's figure flashed, and she had already appeared above the sky. As she swung her flaming sword, giant beasts died under her sword.

Crystals of different colors, materials emitting strange brilliance, fell to the ground one after another.

When something falls on the ground, the earth turns into a black ocean, giving people a sense of foreboding.

"Sirtel, Levatin..." Caruso murmured, "This is the forbidden sea!"

"Godhead, those crystals are all godhead!"

Carlos raised his head suddenly, what did the original gods look like?

Why is the so-called war of ancient gods like this woman doing it on a whim?

hum!

With the waving of the flame demon sword, countless giant beasts were beheaded.

Lie Yan (raging flames) cleared the world of filth.

Caruso's eyes were like a revolving lantern, and time passed quickly. He watched those primitive people develop little by little before the emergence of firearm civilization.

At this moment, time freezes.

Shirtel's figure slowly came to Carloso: "Accept my strength, and you can stand at the same height as me."

She looked down at Carlos, with a hint of love in her eyes.

"Accept your strength, I will never surpass you."

rebel aristocrat

Carlos raised his head and looked at Shirtel.

"You can't surpass me, but the gods in this world will not be your opponent." Shirtel showed a slight smile: "Or, do you trust that elf?"

"Don't forget, no matter what her starting point is, she does things in her own way, without considering your thoughts at all."

"She told you to see how good you are at dealing with problems? Don't be funny, she's just making fun of you."

"At that time, if you didn't deal with one of them well and fell into the abyss, then she would just say that she saw the wrong person, and then went to find other interesting existences."

"What about the world, do you think she really cares about her existence?"

"She must be your enemy."

"I know." Carlos said: "I have experienced this kind of high-pressure teaching. She is looking for fun, and I know it too. It doesn't matter whether she is an enemy or a friend."

"Before I have absolute power, my thoughts are even more unimportant!"

When Messiah was talking to Carlos, the barrage of netizens was quite clear.

[I want to know when this dog will die? 】

[This kind of self-righteous person is best to suffer for me, under the banner of being for others, harming the interests of others, this kind of person is really sick]

[No matter how nice it sounds, it is still sacrificing the interests of others. Whether it is righteousness or saving the world, it is not a reason to sacrifice others and pretend to be noble.]

Carlos knew that the netizens were very excited and protected him, not wanting him to be bullied.

But what about Carloso at the time?

Osiris said that when you are not as strong as your enemy, it is best to pretend to be obedient and get more information and benefits.

Anger can't solve anything, it's better to accumulate strength and show your fangs when you are strong.

As a hero, Osiris' growth has not been smooth sailing, he has also bowed his head, and he has also obeyed.

Those head-to-head ones have now become skeletons, and Osiris has become the king of the wolf province.

He can sit at the same table with the enemy and drink, and he can draw his sword at each other without warning. The family motto of Osiris is his growth history.

The voice of the common people cannot influence the decision-making of the nobles unless they are willing to unite.

The voices of nobles cannot affect the will of the gods, unless they have the ability to kill gods.

Carlos knew this very well, so when he talked to Messiah, he did not show disgust, nor did he follow what a few netizens said, but obtained some information.

If you have an account, you will naturally have to wait for it to be settled when it is strong.

And netizens have told Carlos how strong he is in the future, and he is more confident to settle the account.

"You think quite clearly." Shirtel smiled and said: "So, you are not willing to accept my power?"

"No, I want to keep the strength of the card maker, your strength." Caruso stepped forward.

"Eh..." Shirtel was stunned: "So greedy?"

$ "I think, you came to me because I have some interesting traits in me, or you are just looking for fun." Carlos said: "In this case, why don't you watch something more interesting?"

"Dual development, are you sure you can handle it?" Shier Teer said indifferently: "Perhaps, in the future, you will be a waste who is not good at both."

"That's no loss for you, is it?"

"Hahahaha..." Shier Teer suddenly laughed: "You are right, you are right, for me, there is nothing to lose... I can give you this power, as long as... you can support yourself live."

"I can."

"By your side, there is a person who has two professional marks, but do you know what she paid for?" Shirtel stared at Carloso.

"The life of a close relative, she has two souls in one body."

"She is a high elf. She only possesses such power after losing her close relatives. Why do you think you can do it?" Shirtel narrowed her eyes.

"Just because I am Carloso Correa, someone who can overturn the world in the future!"

"Then can you tell me, what is your dream? Why do you subvert the world."

"My friend told me about a red theory." Caruso sat in front of Shirtel and said seriously: "Human beings want to be equal and make decisions for themselves, there must be a prerequisite , no god can interfere with the human world."

"You humans didn't make the voices of the gods disappear." Shirtel waved his hand.

"But my friends... seem to yearn for that kind of world." Carlos looked at the dim sky: "The people are the masters of the country, there is no superiority or inferiority, and everyone is equal..."

"Do you think this is possible?" Shirtel seemed interested.

It was the first time she had heard of this theory.

As long as there is a gap in strength, a gap in ability, and a gap in morality, this is impossible.

"If you don't work hard, you will never achieve it. As long as you move in that direction, it is not a wrong path." Caroso said with emotion: "If you want to make this path feasible, the first step is to block all obstacles. God, so that the voice of the gods can no longer come to the human world."

"You are a nobleman yourself, don't you think that your thinking is a bit... deviant?" Shirtel looked strange.

"Because they can push me to that height, I want to give them enough rewards." Carloso said seriously: "They say they don't want anything, but if I don't do anything, my heart will never die." Neither will be safe."

"Besides, if I really reach that height, does it matter if the so-called aristocrats are not nobles?"

"Your thinking is very strange. You are obviously just a kid, but you dare to think about such a far-reaching thing. Are you afraid that I will kill you if you are unhappy?" Shirtel laughed.

"Just like them." Caruso pressed his hand on the ground, and a small ant crawled out of the nest.

Carloso casually picked up a piece of minced meat that fell from the battle just now, and placed it among the ants.

When the ants were about to move it away, Carloso picked it up and took away the pieces of meat.

"They say they want to compete against me at this time, do you think I will be unhappy, or will I look forward to it?"

"What kind of people are your friends?" Shirtel was really curious.

"They are just ordinary people, but they dare to think more than anyone else." Carlos showed a smile: "Sometimes their thoughts are normal, and many times they are even the mentality of small citizens. Anyone is crazy."

"Unfortunately, the voices of the gods have disappeared, and I can't see your friends now." Shirtel waved his hand: "Okay, you should go."

"Why did the voices of the gods disappear?" Carlos asked quickly.

"You can't hear me even if I say it."

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Chapter 111

Carloso's figure disappeared in the previous scene, and when he reappeared, he had already returned to that space.

I saw that the huge red ball began to compress, gradually becoming the same size as the small blue ball.

Just like that, the two forces began to merge with each other, and when they touched one, he felt a tearing sensation from his soul!

This is different from before. Before, the power of the red ball was completely playing with the blue ball, and there was no chance to blend. As long as the red ball played enough, the blue ball would be expelled.

And now...

Currently, only Merlin can accommodate this kind of power. Netizens have explained some of Merlin's past, and Carlos knows that there is another soul hidden in her body.

And the future blank has the imprint of a double card maker in his body, so he is so powerful and scary, he has the talent of a card god.

"Ah..." Caruso in reality suddenly opened his eyes and let out a low drink.

I saw that Carloso's eyes were red now, and his skin began to ooze blood.

"What's going on?" The president looked surprised.

"I don't know." Alita frowned.

Carlos' situation is too special. Alita just came out, and she didn't even know that Carlos had the mark of the God of War, and it was already too late when she found out.

This is the mark that Carlos asked her to make, and told her to help Carlos make the mark at the right time.

If Alita knew about Carloso's situation, she would definitely not be like this.

[Fuck, Kabo seems to be about to explode]

[Kabao is good, we don't want the mark of the card maker anymore, let's go to be a warrior]

[Nimma, who asked him to be a card maker? 】

【Why do you look so worried】

[I don’t know, this situation is not explained in our plot, and it never happened at all]

[Damn, what should we do now, we won't kill Mr. Ka? 】

[Don't worry, he's Mr. Ka, no problem! 】

【Yes, this is the big villain of the future, if those scumbag gods really want to have fun, they won't let Kabao die】

[However, is it impossible for other substitutes to appear? 】

【Don't say this】

[Fuck, I really want Sophia to help, the Son of God can definitely help Kabao tide over the difficulties]

【If our companions can go there, what are we talking about? 】

【Kabao, don't die, I'll be guilty for the rest of my life if you die】

1-3-3*}7>=2||6>{“哥哥……”尼梅尔想要上前,却被泰蕾莎一把拦住。

Teresa also held her breath and concentrated, not daring to take a breath.

"Miss Nimel, you can't interfere now." Will said with a serious face: "This is the first time this happens, random interference may be sucked into Master Carloso like the president."

"Brother, if it doesn't work..." Nimel wanted to say, if it doesn't work, just give up.

Caruso regained some sanity when he heard Nimel's voice.

His gaze was instinctively set on the barrage.

guilt forever...

Speaking of which, when did it start?

Caruso was thinking, did anyone care about me in the past?

The starting point of subordinates is concern, Niemer is fear, Grand Duke Osiris... I don’t know, just like I regard Niemer as a tool, he seems to regard me as a tool.

Carlos has never felt such heartfelt concern and fear.

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