"Niu Bi!"

"That's the old days!"

"I'm just my idol..."

"Wait...she just said Dongfang Bubai?"

"Not to say, the more the words of the second-middle school are, at some moments, the more domineering they appear!"

Looking at the silences of the old days in the starry sky, Rossell was stunned.

There are all kinds of thoughts in my mind.

Looking at the figure of Dongfang, it was full of shock.

With one person's strength, he drank dozens of people.

And it was a woman who did all this.

This makes the charm of Dongfang surprisingly dazzling, even more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

"I don't know what it would be like for a woman like this?"

As he thought about it, Rossell's mind became a little distorted.

"What a powerful power!"

At this moment, little stars flashed in Belldaina's pupils.

Looking at the enchanting figure of Dongfang, I was shocked for a moment.

Endless worship emerged in my heart.

Even his body stood straighter at this moment, holding his head up and chest out.

"This is the first time I have seen her look like this, so she is so handsome!"

"No! It's beautiful!"

"It's not...a word, domineering!"

At such a close distance, I felt Dongfang's aura, and many thoughts gushed into Klein's mind in an instant.

I almost don't know how to describe it.

I just feel that Dongfang is domineering, handsome and charming at this moment.

Like an empress looking down at the starry sky.

For a moment, Klein's eyes seemed to grow on Dongfang, and he couldn't see enough.

Feeling the eyes of several people, Dongfang ignored it.

With a thought, the phoenix sword in his hand disappeared in an instant, and his eyes were still looking at the starry sky from afar.

"The shock is only a moment. Once those old days go crazy and brainless rushing, I can't fight against everything alone!"

Thinking of this, Dongfang turned around and glanced at Klein. This was his future helper, pillar-level old days.

Then he looked at Rosel, and a cold and gentle voice sounded: "What are you waiting for?"

"Don't want to return to the throne?"

Hearing the words of the East, Rossel paused slightly.

"Yes! The pollution is gone, I can become a god!"

Thinking of this, Rossell's entire person suddenly turned into a dark shadow covering the entire mausoleum.

The person belonging to the Black Emperor is instantly displayed.

The dark shadow was like an invisible vortex.

It also seems to have extremely powerful aggregate power.

The next moment, the uniqueness of the Black Emperor and the extraordinary characteristics of the triple sequence 1 rushed out of the real world.

He was directly in the astral realm.

At this moment, some believers in the Intis Empire who believed in Rossel seemed to hear Rossel's words.

All believers raised their heads at the same time and looked at the starry sky.

And subconsciously recited Rossel's name.

"The Lord of Order and Shadow, the Great Emperor Caesar."

"You are the budding of civilization and the pioneer of the times."

“…”

The sounds of chanting gathered like invisible starlight, paving a road to the astral realm for Rossel.

It also seemed like a guide, illuminating the way forward for Emperor Rossell.

In the astral realm.

Three Black Emperor's paths sequence 1 is extraordinary, blending with the unique sexual intercourse of the Black Emperor.

Turning into dark shadows, it has a strange connection with Emperor Rossell, who also transformed into shadows.

The next moment.

Above that shadow.

Made of purple gold, inlaid with bright jade crowns, revealed in the astral realm.

Under that crown, Rossell's figure became clearer little by little.

It looks like a paintbrush that is outlined bit by bit.

As Rossell's figure appeared, the shadow representing the black emperor disappeared at all.

It seemed that the whole of Rossell was constructed by the endless shadows.

A velvet-black suit with a dovetail.

The collar and cuffs are embroidered with dazzling gold threads.

And embellish the buttons with gems.

Through the gaps in the collar, you can also see that the inside is also a set of vests with painted black and embroidered with gold thread.

The lower body is made of horse boots and trousers, which are also pitch black and embroidered with complex but atmospheric patterns.

He also held a black scepter that symbolized the rights of the black emperor.

At first glance, it looks like a noble knight.

At this moment, even the order, etiquette, rules, and knowledge left over from Rossel burst out with invisible power, resonating with the resurrected god.

All believers vaguely saw the black emperor they believed in, holding the emperor's scepter and returning.

In the astral realm, Rossell moved his figure, looked at the scepter in his hand, and then looked at the reality.

Look at those believers who have always believed in him.

An inexplicable power seemed to awaken in Rossel's body, and he waved his hand.

The endless order and the light of shadows fell among the believers, giving them a response, God's enlightenment.

Then Rossel looked at the nameless island and the whole world.

The scepter in his hand slammed into the void, and it made a roar as if it was hitting the ground.

Like a muffled thunder.

There was also a loud and confident voice that rose up.

"I, Hu Hansan... are back!"

One by one, one gaze fell from the starry sky and the star world.

Rossel looked at each other without fear, like a confident and ostentatious protagonist of the era.

Until all eyes disappeared.

"At this time... he is still playing with memes?"

"This is very Rossell!"

Looking at the ostentatious Rossell, Klein couldn't help but complain.

His expression was also smiling, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he saw an old friend finally making a name for himself.

Showing the expression of an old father.

"Swish!"

With the distortion of space, light, and even time in the astral realm, Rossel's figure instantly returned to the mausoleum of the nameless island.

As an existence that created an imperial order and became the shadow master who controlled the order.

Distorting rules and distorting order are just the black emperor, the most superficial authority.
To be continued...