"Li Xiangren, why are you responding now? The Palace of Stars has sent you messages many times."

"I was injured. I encountered Isabella who had fallen into the dead in Jiangluo. Her ability to stop time severely wounded me. I predict that Elizabeth will become the biggest enemy faced by the Ambeseta family in a short time.

Threat." Constantine analyzed the intelligence currently available.

"Is that the biggest crisis for the Ambeseta family at the moment? I wish the crisis we faced was that simple. No matter how powerful an individual is, it can be killed, even if it controls time. But the one we face...

"The voice over there seemed a little angry.

"Shh, don't go on. It's not safe even here. The moment the Star Network notices Him, He will also notice the existence of the network."

"...Yes, that is something that cannot be allowed to come to this world no matter what. No matter whether anyone in this world can deal with it after that, all our futures will be cut off. Unless...you can find it

The son of a century-old destiny.”

This time it was Constantine's turn to hesitate. He paused for a long time before continuing: "I failed."

"What? Haven't you already clearly found the present identity of the Son of Destiny?"

"Yes, but he also happened to be the 'anchor' for the underworld to come to this world. The Blood March - Isabella took him away." Constantine was helpless, "You know, our prophecy... is correct.

It is ineffective to approach the existence of gods. Lamps, shadows, land and mountains, and the night sky are not existences that we can glimpse."

"Yellow Spring! Night Sky! They are equivalent to completely cutting off all our futures!"

"Don't worry too much, fate is fate. Fate has made him a member of Underworld, and we cannot change it. In the future, he is destined to decide whether the Typhon family exists or not, and this...no one will change it either. As long as

The night sky is not a real god, so he can't change everything!"

…

I have never been a born king.

The Gray Winged King has lost count of how many of his kind he has slaughtered, and how much blood he has shed. Standing in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, sucking the flesh and blood of power, unimaginably powerful enemies fell one after another.

But the power lives in one's own body along with the devouring.

Although not tasted one

Although he was defeated, as a slave, he never had a true victory.

The pale blue flame burned everything, reflecting the loneliness in the gray eyes.

What is the King of Gray Wings? He has never been a king. He is just a...slave ordered by his master to keep getting stronger and to keep devouring himself.

The real king...how could he not even have freedom?

For the first time in my life, someone asked myself - do you want freedom?

This is a very wonderful feeling. The Gray Winged King doesn't know what freedom feels like because he has never had that kind of thing.

This is the first time that someone has asked himself with an equal attitude. No matter what the person's real purpose is, maybe that person is not for his own good at all, but in the final analysis, someone is treating him friendly.

But the Gray Winged King didn't want to refuse, even if it was just false warmth, he didn't want to give up.

In this deal, all he had to do was protect the boy. The Gray Winged King had not thought about what kind of enemies he would encounter or what the consequences would be. After all, if the boy died, he would die too, and he and the boy

Their lives have been bound together from the beginning.

Even though I have been a prisoner in this life, I can also experience something called "freedom".

That's enough, isn't it?

…

"Elizabeth...what is going on? How could the Gray Wing King..."

"Who are you asking me? This is my first time trying this kind of thing! You clearly used one of my little bats as a template, how could it become like this? It doesn't look like it has any combat effectiveness?

"

"Is this a question of whether it has combat effectiveness? It's just a puddle..."

Someone seemed to be talking in his ears. These two boring mortals... seemed to be caring about him? This feeling was not bad... The Gray Wing King moved his body slightly, and there was a strange touch on the surface of his body.

This kind of coolness... I haven't seen it for a long time...

"Thank you, boy, my new body... is in good condition..."

Xiao Yao and Elizabeth were speechless at the same time, their eyes filled with "Are you kidding me?", and then they picked up the mirror and put it in front of the Gray Wing King.

In the mirror, there is... a

It was a gray mud, not to mention limbs, except for two eyeball-like things, there were no organs.

Xiao Yao's voice was a little hesitant: "You call this... a good state?" He couldn't help but guess that this guy had been depressed by Yiyi's seal for too long and his mentality collapsed, right?

——How can I fight with this puddle of mud? I still want to become a handsome "substitute" in the future!

——Although there are no jojo memes in this world...

"Oh," the Gray Wing King agreed, ignoring Elizabeth who was looking around him and trying to find his reproductive organ, "This is just a pure pseudo-material existence. This body is stored in your body. Originally,

It is created by the materialization of the energy of Xiangtuo. Because it is not a fixed substance, I can determine my own state of existence."

"In other words, you are a shape-shifter?" Elizabeth dragged her chin with interest, "What on earth did we create..."

"No, it's just that it hasn't been finalized yet, and it doesn't have much combat effectiveness right now." The Gray Wing King replied in a brisk tone, "As I said before, the most suitable one for me right now should be the human form."

"Is it shaped into a human form..." Xiao Yao murmured to himself.

"What? If you want me to be stereotyped as a nightmare, that's fine."

"No, to be honest, the human form is better." Xiao Yao would not admit that when he watched Jojo before, he liked the human form "stand-in" the most!

"Then I will start to change my form. This time it should be a permanent form." The Gray Winged King agreed, and a thick white mist erupted from the mass of plaster. In this steam-like mist

, a vague human figure gradually stood up.

Xiao Yao suddenly began to feel curious. He had never thought about what the Gray Winged King would look like in this "goblin transformation". If he transformed into a muscular brother... he imagined that he would summon him with a single command in the future.

Showing a muscular guy, I feel like that scene...

Haha, it’s really unimaginable, I’d better just die.

Finally, amid Xiao Yao's uneasiness, the steam-like mist dissipated, and the human form of the Gray Wing King was exposed to the sight of the two of them.

silence--
Chapter completed!