Meniemo's former lover tempted him to come to this palace. All the first-, second-, and third-generation angels are waiting for Menemo here. The powerful angels gathered together to attack, and they were likely to crush Meniemo in one fell swoop.
into pieces.
But the source of Meniemo's martial arts is Buddhist Zen Kung Fu, and the magical mutation of the martial arts gave Meniemo a terrifying immortal body!
"True immortality!" Menemo gritted his teeth. He looked at the stunned Siren and snorted: "Dozens of twelve-winged angels as powerful as me, including my direct ancestor.
Sir, they teamed up to kill me, but when the planet entered the night, I was resurrected. They killed me again, but I was resurrected again, and every time I was resurrected, my strength became stronger. In the end,
Any twelve-winged angel is no longer my opponent!"
Siren looked at Meniemo in confusion: "Then, why are you like this?"
Menemo forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I took the initiative to let them seal me."
"Why?" Siren looked at Menemo in horror. He has an immortal body and a power that is better than any twelve-winged angel. Why would he take the initiative to have it sealed?
Menemo sighed softly and said calmly: "My former lover, she tricked me into this trap; she also tricked all my subordinates, all the brothers in my Dark Angel Legion...all the Eight Wings
All the brothers below were killed...all the brothers above the eighth wing, who followed me through life and death, and who sacrificed too much for me, they were all taken here."
Looking around at the more than a thousand black-winged angels who were sealed in the hall, Siren gasped.
Menemo said dryly: "The lives of these brothers are exchanged for me being sealed forever. So I sit here, and they are sealed on the wall. One day, two days, three days... one month, two months
, three months...one year, two years, three years...until now, I met you."
"They are dead!" Siren said to Menemo simply: "They are dead in the end!"
Two lines of blood flowed from Menemo's face, and he cried and said: "Yes, they are dead... My love, my most beloved person, before she removed all the guards here, in order to be afraid of me
One day, her brothers broke through to the power of twelve-winged angels, and those forbidden demon chains could no longer seal them, so she sprinkled our clan's most terrifying poison on them."
Menemo suddenly burst into tears, and blood spurted out from the corners of his eyes like a fountain. He wailed loudly: "They are all dead, they are all dead! I have immortality, but they don't, they don't! They don't.
If they break through to the level of the Twelve Wings, they can also have immortality, but they were poisoned to death before they reached that level!"
Menemo twisted and struggled crazily on the throne, but dozens of lightsabers and seven chains tightly restricted his body. Apart from being able to move his head, he could no longer move a finger on his body.
On the contrary, his struggle made the holy light on the lightsaber and the chain become more powerful, constantly corroding his body, making the demonic energy emitted from his body stronger and stronger.
"My brother~~~"
With a loud roar, Menemo's seven orifices spurted out hot blood at the same time. He roared crazily: "Before they died, they condensed all their power into their cores and gave it to me! They wanted to
Make me strong, let me break through this seal! But it's useless for me, I can't break through this seal! This is a joint seal composed of all generations of angels using the projection of their natal sacred weapons that were born with them! Unless I can compare to
A generation of angels is a hundred times more powerful, otherwise I would not be able to break through this seal!"
'Ah~~~I'm useless! My brothers!', with a hoarse howl, Menemo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with some internal organs fragments. When these flesh and blood touched the ground, they melted.
The thick, paint-like dark power rose into the air and transformed into a black dragon, roaring out of the hall.
Siren stared blankly at Menemo who had fallen into madness, and two lines of tears suddenly flowed from his eyes.
Unknowingly, Siren walked in front of Menemo, jumped onto the armrest of the throne, and gently covered Menemo's huge fingers with his small palm.
Siren's hands were warm, but Menemo's fingers were cold - as cold as a corpse that had been lying in the morgue for tens of thousands of years.
The two men just looked at each other, one was bleeding and the other was crying.
"I'm luckier than you!" Siren patted Menemo's fingers gently.
"I have a childhood sweetheart who I grew up with. Of course, she is a little rough to me sometimes, but she is still very cute."
"I have a kind father. Of course, sometimes he doesn't do his job properly. He puts all the burden of the family's revival on my head. But he is very accomplished in art. He is a very famous musician in the Federation.
and painter. The most important thing is that he loves me and my mother, and he loves everyone in our family."
"I also have a slightly stubborn grandfather. He is helpless because he can't deal with his son, so he has dealt with me since he was a child. He always said to me: Siren, for the sake of the honor of the family, you have to work harder, even if
Become a bad person, even if everyone in the world is cursing you, you must revive our family and restore our family's reputation! Of course, my grandfather loves the people in our family very much, but now he is a bit old and confused. He often
Treating his pack of hunting dogs as his sons...well, maybe this is the comeuppance my father deserves?"
"I also have a large family, such as my lover's father and mother, and my lover's grandfather and grandmother. Her whole family is my housekeeper! Her father is my father's housekeeper, and her grandfather is my grandfather's housekeeper.
Housekeeper, her great-grandfather was my great-grandfather’s housekeeper... As for the older one... her old ancestor was my old ancestor’s most reliable comrade-in-arms on the battlefield, and her old ancestor was also my old ancestor’s housekeeper!”
Menemo looked at Siren in trance, with a bright smile on his face covered in blood, and looked at Siren talking to himself tenderly.
"Finally, I have a bunch of good... um, cuckold friends!"
Siren smiled, and he smiled very strangely.
"My friends are not good people, they are all a bunch of bastards, but I like them."
"A zombie who is as lustful as life, whores and gambles wildly, oh, this scumbag, I won't say anything about him."
"A group of violent mercenaries, their heads seem to be full of muscles. I suspect that the day these bastards retire, they will shoot themselves in the head with a gun. Because they can do nothing but fight, leave
Once the battlefield is over, these guys will have no way to live their lives."
"Finally, I still have a boss! To be honest, I never thought there could be such a...wonderful bastard in the world!"
"He is definitely a naked, complete bastard! He is very bad, but he is so bad that you don't feel disgusted! He is also very good, but he is only good for the people around him! Call him ruthless, but he never is
Touching a woman's hair! But if you want to say that he is very charitable...can he be considered charitable if he can kill hundreds of thousands of Romans at a time?"
"However, I still like him! Well, of course, I'm still a little unconvinced. Why do I have to fall for him every time?"
"But, Menemo, he is very relieved to hand over the most powerful force in his hand to me! And use all his resources to arm my force! Even if I transform this force into mine
Family Knights, he still supports me behind the scenes! All financial resources, all material resources... So, you can't say he is a bastard!"
Siren raised his head with a smile and looked at Menemo sitting on the throne like a hill: "I am luckier than you!"
"Yes, you are much luckier than me!"
Menemo looked at Siren with a smile and said softly: "When you climbed in just now, I 'saw' your sword and storage bag. Are you related to the ascetics? You are lucky.
Little one, are you willing to inherit the mantle of a Buddhist sect called the Great Dream Reincarnation Tao that is not well-known in the monastic world?"
Siren looked at Meniemo in surprise, and Meniemo looked at the frightened Siren happily. He said with a smile: "In the great dream of reincarnation, there will only be one successor in the world. My heart...has followed me.
My brothers have gone, but I cannot forgive myself for having to deal with myself. After passing on the mantle to you, I will be free."
Taking a deep breath, Menemo said in a daze: "The angels cannot enter reincarnation, and their death is the final end. But I am different. I have cultivated a soul like a human being. I can continue to
Live once. I want to find someone who loves me, and of course the person I love. I want to find a group of passionate brothers who will live and die with me, and who will never leave me. I want to make me like this
Let’s live together as brothers!”
Menemo moved his fingers slightly, and knocked Siren's cheek. He chuckled and said: "My body and my strength cannot leave this seal, but my soul can. Those proud generations of angels
Ah, they don't know that I have something they can't understand. Inherit my mantle and my power, let me get real relief, let me find the life of my dreams. Man, are you willing to help me free myself?
What?"
Siren looked at Menemo, who looked at him and smiled gently. His eyes and smile were just like Siren's confused old grandfather looking at his most beloved hound.
Siren devoutly knelt down on the armrest of the throne and bowed to Menemo.
Menemo smiled, raised his head and said calmly: "Monk... the magical powers of you ascetics are indeed amazing... It really took me so many years before the Great Dream Reincarnation Path found a successor. Please help me approve it.
Can the second hexagram of "" be so accurate? Can I find my brother, can I find my lover, can I find family, friendship and love that I have never had before?"
"The world of mortals is like a dream, and dreams are nothing but obsessions. Can they be liberated? Can they not be liberated?"
Menemo laughed "hehe", and two lines of blood tears slowly fell from his eyes.
"In the next life, let me be an ordinary person!"
‘Bang’, Menemo’s 100-meter-high body suddenly collapsed, and billions of dazzling black lights penetrated into Siren’s body.
Menemo's gentle voice sounded in the hall: "Siren, my disciple, cherish what you have now, protect what you have now. Your lover, your family, your friends! You live in this world.
, not for yourself, but for the people around you. If you have great love in your heart, you will receive great love!"
A faint white light flew out of the hall and disappeared instantly.
Siren's body tensed up, and he looked up to the sky and roared straight into the sky.
Amidst the loud noise, the palace that had sealed Menemo for who knows how many years suddenly collapsed, and Siren was wrapped in a ball of black light and shot straight into the sky.