The Most Lord

"Oh?"

Azir's answer made the young man feel a little surprised. The young man took a look at Azir with interest: "Unexpectedly, you would make this kind of decision. Is this what you call friendship?"

Azir placed Gaara on the ground and glanced at Gaara: "If Gaara is awake and it is me who is dying, I believe Gaara will make the same choice."

The young man smiled softly: "If this is the case, let me treat him first."

For young people, as long as they can go out, using Gaara's body or Azir's body is the same.

The young man cast his gaze on Gaara, and a golden light energy enveloped Gaara. Under the golden light, the piercing arrow inserted into Gaara was slowly pulled out of Gaara’s body, I The wound on Gaara's body began to heal gradually.

The young man made a move, and the silver piercing arrow flew into his hand. The young man looked at the piercing arrow in his hand with great interest: "This arrow is a bit interesting."

As he said, the young man cast his gaze on Azir's left arm before he could pull out the piercing arrow: "Since everyone is so happy to cooperate, I will help you take down the arrow."

With a move from the young man, Azir's left arm was pulled out, and then a golden light enveloped Azir's wound and healed his wound.

The young man took the two piercing arrows in his hand and played with them, and then threw them in front of Azir: "These two arrows have some value. You can put them away."

Azir naturally knew that these two piercing arrows were not mortal, and he was welcome, and they were directly included in his space ring.

"This little guy should wake up too." After Azir put away the piercing arrow, the young man said.

As soon as the youth's voice fell, Gaara suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the ground.

Looking around, Gaara frowned slightly: "Azir, where is this?"

"Gaara, it's like this..."

Azir told Gaara what had happened, and told the young man's requirements. However, Azir did not say that if Gaara did not agree, he would lend his body to the youth instead of Gaara.

Gaara fell silent after listening to Azir's account. After a short silence, Gaara looked at the youth: "So, if you didn't save me, I would already be dead?"

The young man nodded: "You can say so."

"Well, I promised to lend you my body." Gaara said.

"Gaara, in fact, you can refuse." When Gaara agreed, Azir hurriedly said.

Gaara showed a rare smile: "Don't worry, just lend him his body for a while, and I will come back."

"A wise choice," the young man laughed. "In the future, you will find what a wise decision you made today."

"Tell me, what should I do?" Gaara said.

"It's very simple," the young man smiled softly, "you just pick up this godhead and hold it in your hand."

The young man said, pointing to the golden crystal on the throne.

"The Godhead?" Gaara looked at the Godhead on the throne and stepped forward to lift the Godhead with both hands without any hesitation.

The youth showed excitement: "Very well, you hold the godhead and don't move. For a while, no matter what happens, your consciousness must not resist, otherwise it is likely to hurt your soul."

After the young man finished speaking, his body turned into a golden light and entered the godhead, and then the godhead began to blur and merge into Gaara's body.

Gaara's eyes are closed tightly, and the eyebrows are filled with pain.

After a long time, Gaara opened his eyes, and there was a golden glow in his eyes.

"For many years, I can finally leave this **** place! I can indeed live forever by staying here, but what's the point of such immortality."

The young man looked up at the thin energy and complex expression on the top of the palace.

"I should call you Nicholas now. With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to get out of here. Why have you been trapped for so long?" Azir asked.

Nicholas sighed: "You don't know that the godhead cannot move by itself, so without a body as a carrier, I can't leave here at all."

"Are you a god?"

"Of course," Nicholas said, "If I am not a god, how can I have a godhead? But I am afraid that my **** has been forgotten by the mainland for many years."

Nicholas and Azir spoke very casually, without the sense of superiority of gods at all. Of course, it is also possible that he has been alone in this unattended underground palace for too long, and he has forgotten what a **** should be like.

"Let's go, I will take you out."

Nicholas said, a golden magical power wrapped Azir, and the two began to ascend together. Break through the energy film, wherever the two of them go, the sand and soil will automatically separate.

Nicholas glanced at the palace beneath the energy film: "Since I have left, there is no need to continue to exist here."

As he said, Nicholas waved his hand, the energy film disappeared, and the sand poured into the palace.

Nicholas took Azir all the way up, breaking through the cover of yellow sand, and appeared in the desert.

Nicholas looked at the yellow sand around him and showed a pleasant smile: "How many years have passed, I finally saw this continent and the world again."

In the sky, the three of Randy were riding on the backs of ghost bats and patrolling, and the scene where Nicholas and Azir broke ground was watched by the three.

"There!" Randy smiled, "They finally came out, this time I see where you guys flee!"

After speaking, Randy directed the ghost bat beast to fly downward and land in front of Azir.

"I thought you would stay under the yellow sand for the rest of your life and won't come out." Randy said fiercely. When he saw that the two of them had healed, Randy's brows suddenly frowned.

He couldn't understand the lethality of Po Kong Arrow. The kid carrying the gourd was shot in the chest with an arrow. It was a blessing that he was not dead. How could he heal so quickly!

Nicholas looked at the three of Randy in front of him, and for some reason, the eyes that had always been plain sharpened.

"You are stained with the blood of the Barnards. Have you ever killed the Barnards?"

"But this is good news for me, at least it proves that there are still Barnards on this continent."

"Barnard?" Randy was taken aback. "You mean the guys in the Polish kingdom? Yes, I did kill a lot of the original inhabitants of the Polish kingdom."

"The Kingdom of Poland, the original inhabitants..." Nicholas repeated these two names, and then said, "I don't want to intervene in the rise and fall of the nation, but looking at the blood on you, the Barnards who died in your hands may not be less than a thousand. People?"

"Bloodlight, what bloodlight?" Randy said inexplicably, "Yes, I did kill a lot of people from the Kingdom of Poland. Why, do you want to avenge them?"

"The Barnards were once my believers after all. Since you were hit by me, then pay for the Barnards who were killed by you."

Nicholas said, waving his hand, a golden magical power came out of his body, wrapped the three of Randy and floated in the air.

The three of Randy struggled desperately, but could not break away from the shackles of the golden light, a sense of powerlessness rose in the hearts of the three of them.

"How could this be, how could this be, how could he be so strong!" Randy yelled in disbelief.

Even if it is a legendary powerhouse, it is easy to kill the three of them, but it is impossible to bind them by hand!

"Go and confess to the dead Barnard."

Nicholas whispered softly, and then Jin Guang contracted suddenly, directly strangling Randy's trio. After the three died, the body gradually melted and disappeared completely under the golden light.

The famous demon squad on the mainland died in this desert like this, not even a corpse was left!

"Azil, do you know where the Kingdom of Poland is in their mouths?" Nicholas asked.