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Chapter 711 Wind of Gold(2/2)

As soon as they walked through a street, they saw Keith's men guarding the street. They were wearing military green camouflage uniforms and ordered everyone to take a detour. The crowd that was separated from the square was forced to change paths and walk in a chaotic manner.

"I heard the angel say, did you hear the echo of the people in the square? The resonance of their voices?" Keith's voice rumbled as he spoke, like thunder.

"The surgery won't hurt. They will modify you, just like putting the building blocks together, and use drugs to shield your mind, making it as light as dreaming." Angel said eloquently.

In line with the principle of not believing in many gods, warlord Keith traded his soul to more than a dozen ancient mystics in order to preserve his dominance. His soul after death would be quickly divided among all the gods, but during his lifetime he could

At the same time, he received numerous protections.

"But I want to give this living beast a whip." The angel said in an eager tone.

The scorching sun and standing for long periods of time had weakened his physical strength.

He was about to take Otovan out of the car, but turned around and saw an inexplicable expression on Otovan's face.

"Otovan?" The angel looked at Otovan angrily, and then was shocked by the golden light in the room, "Oh... Almighty God, what on earth is going on?"

Otovan instinctively waved his hand to the angel, and the golden wind flew out from his fingertips. The angel glanced at Otovan, and his halo quickly turned into pure gold, falling from the top of his head and hitting him.

On his forehead, and then fell to the ground, he lowered his head to pick up his golden halo. Before his fingers touched it, his body also turned into pure gold, shining more beautifully than before, and the golden statue was so lifelike.

Just like alive.

He looked out the window and waved towards Keith's beautiful garden. Following Otovan's movements, Keith's precious fish pond was dyed with a golden wind. Half of the pond surface turned into pure gold, and the fish below disappeared.

Without a trace. He was dizzy and hurried out of the dormitory area from the corridor, leaving a string of pure gold footprints on the floor as he moved.

Courage, rage and strength surged in his heart, and he wanted to fight Keith to the death. All the sounds exploded at the same time, like an earthquake.
Chapter completed!
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