The Hero Kneels

In the square, seven huge spirit-patterned balls shone with various patterns and wonders, as if they were alive.

All kinds of magical scenes form a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle in the square, releasing colorful lights that are dazzling.

Everyone was dumbfounded as they witnessed the miracle happening. They all stared in shock at the light shining from the seven spirit-patterned balls and the various pictures on them that looked like living creatures, and were speechless.

"What a genius! I'm blind!"

The Holy Master burst into tears and beat his chest: "A miracle of the ages, a miracle of the ages, the legendary gathering of seven stars. I never thought that I would finally see it in my lifetime."

He kept repeating one sentence in a low voice: "That legendary miracle... Where is the legendary miracle?"

Ye Dou's wrist trembled slightly, and he had a bottle of Fengyoujing in his hand. After enlightening it, he inhaled it directly into his nostrils. As a cool green air was inhaled into his nostrils, he suddenly felt that his lost consciousness slowly began to recover.

No one knew his movements, because everyone's eyes were focused on the seven colorful and shining spirit-patterned balls.

After a long time,

The Holy Master suddenly shouted: "Crazy dragon, come out and guard this place!"

"yes!"

As a powerful voice sounded in everyone's ears.

A man wearing black armor descended from the sky. This man was extremely majestic, about two meters tall, and his whole body was covered in black armor. Only an ancient and arrogant face and a head of flying white hair were revealed.

"Senior Brother Kuanglong." Commander Song stepped forward and nodded slightly.

Um!

The man just nodded slightly, did not speak, and did not even move his eyes.

The group of organizational leaders surrounding Ye Dou, except for the Holy Master and the four great foreigners, all bowed in awe and saluted upon seeing this person appear.

Ye Dou raised his brows slightly. The man in front of him, Kuanglong, was extremely indifferent. The veins on his neck were ferocious, and there seemed to be blood-colored scales shining. When the evil energy came out, the wave of evil energy all over his body was as terrifying as a stormy sea.

Dragon-level rampage?

No,

It should be a dragon-level evil warrior!

I never thought there was such a person in the organization.

Wait, isn't it said that only level 100 players can become Dragon level?

The evil energy fluctuations on the opponent's body were actually much stronger than Commander Song's. How could this be possible?

Even the evil energy fluctuations when Li Tianxing went berserk couldn't compare with it.

Is this the foundation of the organization?

The man came to the Holy Master and said to everyone without expression: "All non-core members of the organization will immediately retreat within a radius of 500 meters."

As he spoke, a violent wave of evil energy splashed out in all directions, centered on this person.

So strong!

So violent!

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed. Many evil warriors' bodies trembled, their steps trembled, and they retreated involuntarily.

Tian Yue, Song Qian, Song Bing and others also had shock in their eyes, and they couldn't help but retreat directly.

The evil energy of the man in front of him was extremely terrifying, and he was actually full of murderous intent and violence.

People affected by evil energy fluctuations either trembled all over or had difficulty breathing, their hearts pounded, goosebumps broke out all over their bodies, and they couldn't help but want to escape.

The pressure of the superior over the inferior.

"Song Qian, is he the patron saint?" Tian Yue asked in a low voice.

"Yes, that's him." Song Qian nodded, her eyes still horrified.

For a moment, everyone left the place wisely and retreated as they walked. In a short period of time, the evil warriors could no longer be seen around the square. Everyone stayed five hundred meters away from the place and watched from a distance.

At this time, only a group of high-level officials of the organization were left present, while others left one after another.

The Kuanglong's gaze scanned everyone, as if it shot out two sharp sword lights. No one dared to look at it, and the heart of anyone caught by his gaze would beat.

After looking around, he suddenly took steps, each step was a distance of more than ten meters. He was so ghostly that he just disappeared on the spot.

"It's too strong. Is this a dragon-level elite? Or a dragon-level king?" Ye Dou speculated on the opponent's strength.

This man was so terrifying that it shocked his heart. If he were allowed to fight with all his strength, he might not be this man's opponent.

What is the origin of the other party?

The Holy Master suddenly said to Ye Dou: "Ye Dou, activating the seven spirit pattern balls should be just the first step. According to legend, there is a great secret in it. As long as we can decipher it, we evil warriors will gain huge benefits." The benefits…although we don’t know what the specific benefits are.”

"Please study hard here and find out the secrets. As long as you can decipher the secrets, I can give you whatever you want."

As he said that, the white-haired old man made a sound and knelt down in front of Ye Douman: "I was wrong before, you can punish me however you want, but now as long as you can decipher the secrets of these seven spirit-patterned balls, Even if you kill me, I am willing to do so...please promise me."

After saying that, the Holy Master bowed and knelt on the ground, tapped his head on the ground, and made a bowing ceremony!

Seeing the Saint Master's appearance, everyone present was shocked, showing shocked and complicated expressions.

The Holy Master is the oldest chief elder in the organization.

He single-handedly founded the organization a hundred years ago. Although he is now semi-retired, he still holds a high position of authority. He has taught countless disciples evil martial arts throughout his life and is respected by countless evil warriors. Countless evil warrior sects and families all respect the Holy Master. I admired him greatly and looked up at him with the guidance of the Holy Master.

People had long forgotten his original name and agreed to be called Holy Master.

The Holy Master with many peaches and plums all over the world can indeed be called such a person. Everything he does has always been based on the evil warrior's righteousness, sacrificing himself for others, and being impartial and selfless.

Therefore, he is respected by countless evil warriors.

But now, for the sake of the future of the organization and the illusory legend, the other party was groveling and even kneeling on the ground, which shocked the hearts of everyone present.

A two-hundred-year-old man almost kowtows to admit his mistake to a young man.

This kind of sacrifice is too great!

Many people had complicated expressions, with respect arising spontaneously in their hearts, and even the slightest hint of ridicule could not arise.

The Holy Master is old, and people will inevitably be paranoid and make mistakes when they are old, but no one dares to deny his contribution to the organization.

But he was used to admit his mistakes, and the high-ranking and sanctimonious Saint Master bowed his head and admitted his mistakes like a junior, which was simply difficult for ordinary people to do.

It can be said that for the benefit and future of the organization, this person has sacrificed his face. This is enough to prove that no one cares about the future of the organization more than him!

Everything he is doing now is for the prosperity of the organization and its future!

Even if he knelt down to Ye Dou, he was doing so with noble ideals in mind and sacrificing his personal face and dignity. No one has the right to make fun of such a person!

On the contrary, respect arose spontaneously in everyone's hearts.

Ye Dou frowned slightly when he saw this, and was shocked in his heart.

He had never been kowtowed by the old man with a white beard in his life, and he couldn't get angry even if he let him have a temper.

The slap-in-the-face routine he had agreed upon couldn't be used at all, because he could only see the sincerity of the other party.

This old man is really a strange flower.

As an old man and an elder, the other party bowed to him as a gift, and he wanted to give the old man face as well.

After a moment of silence, he simply said: "There is indeed something weird in the spirit pattern ball, but it will take me time to decipher it."