"Lorca...'Chaos Group'...Lorca, haha...Lorca." "The "Flying" rushed out of the shadow and the "future" captured by Audrey did not struggle. Instead, he murmured to himself first and then laughed loudly.

He doesn't need to struggle, nor does he have to struggle.

The ceremony of "recovery" Yato did not conflict with his interests. On the contrary, from the perspective of the lost, this is almost the only way for the "compatriots" in Cruzde to gain advantages in confronting humans led by Vasily.

He looked up and stared at Loka angrily. "The Future" discovered that he could not refute everything Loka and Victor said just now, including the ceremony that was about to be held, but he felt deeply deceived.

Indeed, in fact, everyone here, including "Ice Blade", "Thunder Page", Loka and Victor, and all the members of the "Chaos Group" and "Enlightenment Cult" he encountered, did not lie to him. Everything they told him happened in real life, and every sentence had not been modified, and it was correct and true.

The only thing they hide from the "future" is the thing that "hopes to establish an independent country belonging to the lost", but it shows that it is like weaving a huge web of lies.

Staring at Loka's eyes that had become red, the "future" feels that the flow of time around seems to have been slowed down to the extreme, and there is a feeling of "Zhuo Gen's Noise" being started.

But in fact, out of trust in the "Chaos Group", when I came to the old mine, the "future" did not carry any extraordinary things or monsters in the order, and even a small gun to protect myself.

During this period of time, he and Loka had actually established a friendship that was formed by blood and belonged to the Cruzdes.

Perhaps, this emotion does not stop there, but is more likely to be the most selfish but selfless emotion among humans advocated by the God of Love - [Love].

However, the next second after the "Pray to God" ceremony, Loka suddenly seemed to have become a different person. If he [understands] the importance of taking over as the leader in an instant, then the huge change in temperament symbolizes Loka's terror.

If I were childish before, all kinds of immature thoughts and practices were deliberately disguised, and the "future" speculation, I might have fallen into a terrible conspiracy.

Suddenly, the strong smell of blood interrupted the sadness of "future". He looked up and looked up. At some point, "Flying" and Audrey had raised the "Thunder Page" upside down and moved below the sacrificial platform, allowing her head and hair to rub closely with the ground, flowing with sticky, red and beautiful blood.

"It's really violent." "The Future" teased and sneered a few times.

Several beams of lights shining from the top of the head, "Future" discovered that "Leige"'s face seemed to have almost lost all its skin because of the drag and the previous madness, revealing the subcutaneous tissue clearly visible to blood vessels, muscles and bones.

Her arms were broken due to the violent, violent and crazy "celebration movements". Some turned outwards and some rolled inwards, like puppets with broken lines, making a crisp crackling sound between bumping with the edge of the sacrificial platform.

After "Thunder Page" was completely dragged away from the sacrificial platform and sent to the passage from the old mine, Loka personally walked to the "Future" for the last time. With his sharp eyes like an eagle, a powerful momentum like a white bear, a cunning expression like a fox, and a domineering tone like a wild beast, a strength from somewhere, he grabbed the "Future"'s throat with one hand and made an upward move, with a deep tone and very powerful question:

"'Future', do you want to stay in the 'chaotic group', work hard for the real future of the lost, or do you want to escape the responsibilities of the lost, go to the wastelands and barren lands, and go to the east that has long lost contact with us, and its prosperity only exists in the imagined country? I will ask you again at the end, please answer me!"

"You...'Ice Blade' and 'Thunder Page' have both promised me to allow me to make my own choice after the war is over. Cough cough... Cough cough." "The Future" coughed violently due to the tightening of his throat. He glared at Loka, and reached out and leaned against the hand strangled to his neck and continued:

"'Ice Blade' has promised me and told you that I would allow me to leave on my own with the head of the 'Feng Mine'. Why did you do something to turn your promise? Could it be that other forces are mixed in your body... forcing you to change your mind?"

"You are indeed very smart, 'future', and indeed, Brother Ice Blade has promised you. However, in two hours, he will not exist in this world. His promise will break and fall apart as his body is covered with ice." Loka twisted his neck unnaturally, clenched his fists and wiped the corners of his mouth, showing a fierce and tender smile, explaining:

"Late last night, Brother Ice Blade passed half of his magic source power to me. Only then did I realize that before death, the leaders of the "Chaos Group" would pass on the important memories accumulated by the leaders of the past dynasties to their successors.

"This behavior is called 'Sustainable Inheritance'. All the [inducing chaos] will leave the most unforgettable part, which is the memory that contains the ultimate pain. This can explain why the 'North Kingdom' is crazy, and the 'Ice Blade' brother almost got crazy."

"These memories should not affect you, Loka. Be awake!" "The Future" shouted:

"After the baptism of the "sorrow" in the "deep relic of suffering", your will should be stronger, and your mental power should be more difficult to affect. Why, now it feels like you have taken the initiative to accept the memories of the leaders of the "chaotic group" of all generations and spontaneously learned their behavior."

"Isn't this good? As a leader, a group leader, the memories of these predecessors contain a lot of courage, confidence and wisdom, which are exactly what I lack." Loka put his face close to the ears of the "future" and explained:

"There is another skill that I can never learn, that is, the 'aura of the leader'. With all this, I am a complete and qualified leader. The experience of 'deep sanity' did not make me doubt and reject the memories of my ancestors, but instead helped me offset the collapse caused by pain and helped me grow into a qualified leader overnight."

"Hasty desire means failure." "The future" said regretfully.

"But humans have not given me time to slowly temper. Originally, the position of the leader of the 'chaotic group' should be given to the [Crashmaker], but I have not yet been recognized by the sequential cards and have obtained the exclusive upper class profession." Loka almost roared:

"Even so, as long as I can not go crazy after inheriting my memory, it can prove that I have the ability to compete with the [inducer of chaos]. At the critical moment of survival and death, I can only accept my destiny. In the future, I will not be happy."

"Why?"

"The leaders of the 'chaotic group' will not get any happiness. They can only accept their mission in pain, assume the responsibility of the leader, and finally enjoy the relief of death in pain." Loka replied:

"So, I need your help, 'future'." Loka's tone suddenly became eased, and he continued to advise:

"You are the first person to go to a dangerous situation with me, and you are the only person to talk to each other in my heart. I have been alone since I have my own consciousness, and there is almost no one who walks with me except Nahaka. Not to mention being tested by death and growing up together.

“Without your help, I would continue to meet my mission alone in the position of leader, and I may not have the chance to be liberated until the day of death.

"You should be clear that our relationship has long surpassed the closest friendship in the world. Only the gospel sent by [Love God] can interpret my feelings for you."

"Is it considered a confession? On this occasion?" "Future" smiled bitterly:

"If the [Love God] really gives us the gospel that permits to our Lord and Creator, then, after the war of "Deep Sorrow" ends, Loka, let's leave the "Chaos Group" together. After the "Wind Mine" is buried, we can board the train to the end of the "Great Railway" together, cross the mountains and ice fields, and head to Khitanris. You also know that only peace can make you find happiness."

"Is this your answer?" Loka sneered, and a strong burning flame quickly gathered between his hands. He looked at the "future" with his eyes slanted, and said:

"After Alto's 'resurrection', our 'chaotic group' can still end the war. At that time, we can still get the gift of the gods and seek happiness. The 'future', look at it, 'the silent body of the old days will wake up, and the era of the restart of the new dynasty is destined to come'. These two sentences were exactly a month ago, cracked by the 'thunder page', and at the end of the fifth volume of the "Future Epic" written by Adari Sech.

"I want to let you see with your own eyes that "Atto" returns to the world, and the "Pramini Axe" continues to evolve. I want to let you see how "Atto" tells us the direction of the "mind control platform" and how he personally leads us to... to start it.

"Oh, everything is ready, look, 'future'."

Loka put his hand down and pointed at the center of the sacrificial platform.

"Future" endured the dazzling white light emitted by the devices that had been arranged, squinted his eyes and looked up.

I saw that the top of the entire sacrificial platform was covered by a round floating machine that looked like a plate.

The machine with a silver-white steel color is called "Dark Energy Photography". At its edge, there are four straight robotic arms stretched out. At the top of it are small round balls, which seem to be gathering energy and waiting to start.

When the white light slightly dissipated, "Future" discovered that the extremely strong "unintentioned man" who was about three meters tall was dragging and struggling, and his hoarse and painful roaring "Pramini Axe" came to the designated position. After reaching the designated position, he buckled the chains inserted on the hooks buried in the sacrificial platform, and activated the mechanical device bound to him, connecting the few reserved electrical energy.

Sizzling, sizzling.

The violent current passed, and the "Pramini Axe" no longer struggled and wailed, but fell heavily to the ground, turning out his tongue, gasping in pain and violently, and even the white mist exhaled was clearly visible.

"'Feng Mine'! Loka, you're too much!" Seeing this, "Future" angrily scolded.

Soon, he found that he could not speak. Loka actually took out a dagger from his hand, penetrated his throat, and inserted it on a small stone pillar that was rising from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the flames in his hand quickly condensed into four hot and strong chains. Under Loka's familiar control, it quickly wrapped around the "future" not-so-strong body, stably fixed it on the stone pillar, and gave him an excellent ritual viewing position.

Even though warm and sticky liquid flowed out of his throat, hissing sounds were burned by iron chains, and charred smoke was turned up, "Future" did not stop struggling meaninglessly. He still tried to make a "whimper" sound with his throat to protest the rough behavior of "Future".

"'Future', I just want to give you a small school motto, and I don't want to kill you." "Future" patted the dust brought by the flames in his palms and said:

"Just want you to leave a deep memory. The lost heart dominates the body, so even if you don't breathe with your throat, your heart and brain will still direct your skin to obtain oxygen in the air.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Of course, excellent healing ability will quickly recover your wounds and not lose too much blood. However, you still have no ability to speak before the dagger made of my bones is taken out.

"The power of these flames will be offset by the 'dark magic power' in your body. The upper-level magic power is born to suppress the lower-level. In order to ensure that you are not injured by accident, I have not even used the newly realized power of the light." Loka said, and walked forward a few steps, stood under one of the robotic arms of "Dark Energy Photograph", and continued:

"Soon, the flame chain will become ordinary iron chains, but the residual energy will temporarily consume the magic power in your body, and you will no longer have the strength to break free from the bondage before the ceremony is over. Moreover, unless Alto or the "Pramini Axe" runs wild, you will not be hurt. After all, Alto will obey me, and the "Wind Mining" retains a little pitiful and pathetic consciousness.

"So, brother 'Ice Blade', please sacrifice your body and lower all the blood in your body."

Before the sound of Loka echoing in the giant experimental field had dissipated, the shrill scream of "Ice Blade" came from the "Surface of Dark Energy".

Soon, a pile of broken ice cubes mixed with flesh and blood were discharged from the small round mouth in the middle.

A few seconds later, a strong splash of juice like melted steel followed closely and all fell on the head of the "Pramini Axe".

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"
Chapter completed!