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A blonde and blue-eyed figure stepped out. She was tall, with a long flowing skirt. She was wearing a dark silver armor, and looked awe-inspiring and sacred. Compared to her past, she had obviously grown a lot in both strength and appearance.

This is also inevitable.

Silver-level players have long lifespans, and can easily live through thousands or even tens of thousands of years. They are immortal and are truly gods compared to ordinary people. However, they are not truly immortal and are still affected by the passage of time.

It's not just this figure that's coming.

Don't 'Indra', 'Stand-In', and even 'Demon' all look much more mature than they did back then?

At her side, there was another figure, with silver hair, black skin, a white dress, and a wreath on her head, looking a little childish: "Senior Weilia is right."

The demon snorted, but suddenly kept silent.

He is a battle maniac, for sure.

But the enemy he disliked the most was the turtle-like enemy - this 'Guardian' Veliya was obviously such a person.

Not to mention that she was accompanied by another...

The successor of the "Saint" Theresa of that year is the "Saint" of this time, the "Prophet" Fatima.

An unbreakable defense, plus a prophet who can predict his own moves in advance... Such a battle whose end can be seen at a glance is completely meaningless!

When Indra saw the arrival of the 'Guardian' and the 'Prophet', he paused slightly and nodded in greeting - there was no other intention, just respect for those who had fought side by side against the 'Outer Gods' in the past.

Even though they never teamed up again after that.

But he is the mythical emperor after all, so he still has some magnanimity.

Then he heard another voice...

"Parties are so boring, let's just go to sleep!"

A man with a lazy face leaned against the door of Tiandao Palace at some point in time, his thin figure looking extremely lazy.

He yawned, "It's boring, boring!"

"You don't have to come if you don't want to, 'Sleepless One'."

There was also someone standing next to this group of lazy people, tilting his head with a helpless look on his face.

This person seemed to sense Indra's gaze and looked over: "Long time no see, Lord Indra."

"Well, long time no see, Lord Cain the Undead."

The Sleepless One and the Immortal One are another combination of silver players from the old world and the new world.

And the same as the new saint 'The Prophet'.

'The Sleepless One', also the heir of another deceased Old World Silver... is the successor of 'The Joker', a weird player said to have a dual soul.

'Saint' Theresa died at the moment when she was about to complete and conclude the legend, merge with it, and ascend to a higher dimension. Her consciousness was overwhelmed by the information and she could no longer maintain her true self.

'The Joker' Shirai Jax also died.

Died in the open and secret struggles of the new world.

Not to mention the 'God of War' Zhang Guzhi and 'Conqueror' Alexander Modros who died at the hands of foreign gods, as well as the 'Ruler' Qu Shenyin and the 'Great Magic Wizard' who mysteriously disappeared one after another and the 'Sword Immortal' who rarely visited the outside world.

'Mu Yao' and 'Baima' failed to break through the senior threshold, but they are not dead. Their future is blocked, so they have completely retired.

If you count carefully, there were not many silver-level players in the old world back then, and now there are only a few left!

'Indra' hummed in his heart.

I can’t tell whether I should be happy or sad.

Maybe I should be happy?

After all, those guys are either dead or missing, so the threat to me at this time is much less -

pity.

The 'Spirit King' is still alive.

I just don't know who is stronger now, him or the 'Stand User'?

Thinking of the experience of being instantly injured when he was "testing" the Spirit King, Indra's idea of ​​trying to provoke others to fight and gain the benefit suddenly became active again!

At this time, another voice was heard.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Snow was falling, frost was condensing, and it seemed as if a snowy country had spread in an instant. A clear and ethereal sound echoed in the wind, and a silver-haired girl came with her long skirt swaying. Her figure was hazy and like a fairy.

'Snow Elf', Anastasia——

She also seemed to have grown up a lot.

Those who once only dared to hide behind other silver-level players now seem to have gotten used to being alone.

At the same time as the wind and snow, but appearing in a different direction, there was also a middle-aged man carrying a box, who looked like an ordinary office worker.

'Prop stream player'.

As soon as he arrived, he walked towards the undead. This pair of comrades who had fought together in the past were still quite familiar with each other after a hundred years.

They also seemed to be the last players from the old world to arrive at the 'Tian Dao Palace'.

After this came.

They are basically all silver-level players in the new world...

"The 'Tian Dao Palace', which only opens once every ten years, is finally open again!"

"I must raise my ranking this time—"

"From the last to the second to last?"

"You, the way to death!"

“Hehehe——why don’t you all join my Soul Clan and enjoy the great road of the soul!”

Countless ladders descended.

The noise at the scene suddenly became noisy.

All the silver-level players in the entire legendary universe gathered there, and after one hundred and fifty-seven years of rapid development, there were nearly a thousand of them - although most of them completed their sublimation by obtaining the residual mythological power actively handed over by the ancient immortals and gods, their evolution degree was basically only below forty-five points. Only a few of the ordinary silver players who were lacking in successors could break through forty-five points, and there was no one who could cross fifty.

Although not all of them came.

The organizations created by the senior silver players in the old world, in addition to themselves, also have other new-era silver players joining them, serving as high-level cadres, each guarding one side, and they have not arrived at the moment when the "leader" is dispatched.

But right now the number is really large.

Indra, looking at this mixed scene, suddenly felt bored.

Although the new general manager who took over the position of 'ruler' and 'great magic wizard', and the new commander who took over the position of 'god of war' seem to have not arrived yet.

But Indra actually had no interest in them.

The general manager could barely be considered a silver player who had been promoted in the old world.

The new commander was obviously not among them.

More importantly, it’s because they are too weak.

If it weren't for the legacy of the 'Ruler' and the 'God of War', as well as the Paradise Court and the military behind them, they alone would not be enough to allow the 'General Affairs Department' and the 'Military Department' to keep pace with the 'Railway Department' controlled by the Stand User.

Since it poses no threat to him, there is naturally no value in keeping it around and waiting for observation.

"Humph!"

The one who got bored earlier than him was the Stand User.

He looked around and walked forward with disdain on his face. No one dared to approach him.

So Indra also resumed his majestic posture as the "Emperor of Heaven" to the outside world and followed closely.

He is not as good as the Stand User who has reached the silver limit.

But the degree of evolution is just at fifty-five points.

Fifty is a threshold.

Fifty-five too.

As the jet-black feathers fluttered, the 'Angel of Death' also disappeared and sneaked away.

"Let's go too."

Vilia said.

"Yes, Senior."

The 'Saint' Fatima followed closely behind.

The undead simply pulled the sleepless man inside by his hair.

As for the 'demon'... he stood directly at the threshold, and started to yell: "Whoever wants to go in, has to fight me first!"

This madman!

Many New World Silver cursed in their hearts, but they could do nothing about it.

After all, the 'Demon' Orb is also a senior with an evolution degree of over fifty points!

How can these new world players, who are not evolved enough and have far less combat experience than the old world players who have fought against the "Outer Gods", win?

This old man...

And none of the senior people in the old world tried to stop the demon's crazy behavior.

The 'Stand-In Messenger' has already taken the lead and stepped into the 'Palace of Heavenly Dao'.

It was vast and empty, as if stepping into another world, with the sky covered by a blue dome and eight huge pillars that seemed to support the sky - a familiar scene came into view, just like the 'Lingxiao Palace' in the ancient palace of Daxia in the old world.

The 'Stand-In' paused, looked around, and couldn't help but snorted again as he looked at the figure in the hall.

three people.

The one on the left has a high ponytail, a guard hat, a dark uniform, and is tall. He is the "General Manager" stationed in the edge war zone of the third star field "Zu Xing", "Shui De" Zhang Yun.

The person on the right is a bit petite, with silver hair tied up, wearing military shorts and tight black stockings. He is the contemporary commander stationed closest to the core sun, 'Lord of Thunder' An Xia.

They had already arrived——

He entered this 'Palace of Heaven' earlier and earlier than the 'Stand-In Messenger'.

This is obviously not something they can do on their own.

The only possibility.

Only...

The 'Stand User' glanced around and instantly focused on the person between the two!

"Is it finally here?"

That person had his back to him and the other people who had entered the Tiandao Palace together with the substitute messenger. He glanced sideways, but his red pupils seemed strangely dead and without any light.

As everyone stepped into the Tiandao Palace.

She also leaned slightly to the side, her short black hair swaying with it, her pale face as cold as a puppet, her tall figure wrapped in a long dress that looked like a cheongsam, embellished with long sleeves and hem like flowing clouds, and wrapped around her graceful curves. Her hands hung gracefully, with her ten fingers extended from under the long sleeves and clasped in front of her abdomen. She was clearly standing, but she gave people a stiff feeling as if she had been dead for a long time.

The moment he saw her, the Stand User's expression froze slightly.

The others who followed closely behind him also looked solemn.

Because there is a terrifying energy fluctuation faintly existing in this person's body that is in no way inferior to that of the 'Standard User', and even faintly exceeds that of the 'Standard User'.

Also because of his identity.

And the 'signal' that its arrival represents——

"...I am here again on behalf of the Paradise Military."

She looked around at the silver-level players who were the first to step into this legendary universe in the Tiandao Palace, and her voice was cold and stiff.

This is obviously not her first time here!

Chapter 641

The military representative, his arrival