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The Milky Way is huge, traveling at the speed of light, and it takes at least 10,000 years to travel from one end to the other.

In the Milky Way, most of the planets and stars are extremely barren, and there is no life form.

Only the existence of self-awareness can give birth to strong people, and there are only a handful of heavenly father-level or single-universal-level strong people standing on the top of the stars.

The name Cytorak made Dormammu a little restless, his incomparably huge dark planet face moved: "Casillas, I don't listen to any excuses. You can use any method you think of to destroy the three The temple, welcome my arrival. If you can do it, you are my most loyal servant, and I will not begrudge my reward for my loyal servants. If you can't do it, you will destroy it!"

The overwhelming dark power slammed Casillas and all the fanatical fallen who followed him to the ground.

That is from the absolute coercion of the higher-level, higher-level powerhouses, like the poor herbivores targeted by predators. In the face of this absolute power, let alone the heart of resistance, even thinking will discount their orders. I dare not have the idea.

"Great King of Darkness, I, Casillas, will do my best to complete your mission."

The next second, countless dark forces poured into Casillas' chest, not only repairing his broken heart, but also causing him great pain.

He kept twitching in pain.

Looking at Casillas' figure, Dormammu frowned, and the ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger. He couldn't help thinking of Dormammu in another parallel universe, and another "he" brought him a message.

This made Dormammu very uneasy: "I'm not interested in your life! You can figure it out for yourself!"

Having said that, the darkness that covered the entire world receded like a tide, leaving Casillas and the others, who were soaked wet and gasping for breath, prostrate on the ground.

After a long time, he reluctantly got up: "Everyone, prepare to attack again." After that, he walked straight out of the church.

"Master, where are you... going?" a fallen person asked weakly.

"Go buy insurance!"

Casillas came to an abandoned basement with no one, and he took out a cross, but the cross was in an upside-down pattern.

The standing cross represents Jesus.

But standing upside down often represents... the devil!

Gently chanting the incantation, a vague but red-skinned half-body phantom appeared in front of him, and the other party made an unpleasant and strange voice like a night owl, with a strong temptation in the voice.

"Hehehe! Fanatic Casillas, I thought you would never use this messenger in your life. What, have you figured it out? Or, Dormammu doesn't want you anymore? Then you can come to my side. what!"

Casillas replied in a cold tone: "Humph! Stop talking nonsense! My loyalty to my Lord will never change! I'm just asking you, was your proposal still valid last time?"

"Oh hehe! It works! Of course it works! After all, we have a common enemy, don't we?" The owner of the voice couldn't stop laughing.

"Okay, let's make a deal!"

"make a deal!"

In the next second, Casillas directly destroyed the **** inverted cross with the flame of magic.

Dealing with a guy like that, even one second longer is a torment.

On the other hand, in the New York Temple, Mei Mumu didn't even know that because of his appearance, many bigwigs in the dark world reached various py deals.

To be honest, he was a little dazed.

He meows, the plot is going a bit wrong.

After three days of calm and peaceful days, if it wasn't for the fact that the balance system had never given a prompt to 'kill Casillas', Meimumu would have thought that the scumbag was a fart.

Only a thousand days of being a thief, not a thousand days of preventing a thief.

Fortunately, Mei Mumu still has something to do. He is working on the project of 'fanatics must die'.

Modu asked: "Mei Mumu, are you sure you want to do this? The New York Temple is on the surface a private museum. We earn some money by displaying the 'artifacts' here to provide the life of mages and apprentices. , if Casillas doesn't come, we don't even think about selling tickets for income."

It's a good thing that Modu took the role of assistant, but the poor temperament of the black buddies is also hopeless.

Mei Mumu rolled her eyes, and sure enough, it is not as good as a dog to rush to aristocrats.

Mordo came from a noble family, which is theoretically the case. But his baron status came from his hometown. His hometown, Walf Mandela, belongs to Transnesia, part of Romania.

The humanitarian crisis in Yemen, millions of refugees poured into Europe, but countless refugees are unwilling to stay in Romania for one more second even if they pass by Romania. It's because Romania is poor.

Romania, which once had a glorious history, is already the poorest country in Europe, hardly one of them.

The black buddy's aristocratic status can fool the landowners in the countryside. Those who are really knowledgeable won't take this as the same thing. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

Karma Taj is poor.

Mei Mumu sighed and pressed the big reason: "Hey! Buddy, didn't Master always teach us that 'worldly possessions' are meaningless? Now we are facing the crisis of the extinction of the world. We must focus on prevention. On the Fallen like Casillas."

"The damage to the temple needs to be repaired, and you have to get your stuff. There is a shortage of funds. We mages are also human, and we must eat and drink! Master Gu Yi has already launched a fund-raising campaign for believers in Kama Taj, but it is only a moment and a half. Funding is not available…”

When Modu was talking, Mei Mumu took out a black credit card from his pocket: "money or something, don't worry. If there is a gap, I can make it privately first. This is my black MasterCard credit card, if I want it, I could buy it half a block across from Temple Road."

The black buddy's eyes were about to bulge out on the spot, and he was internally injured by Mei's arrogance.

"What?" The black man's face was full of shock: "You are sure, even if the last New York war caused the housing price to drop here, this is Manhattan!"

Mei Mumu shrugged and indifferently took out a neat stack of 'Franklins' (one hundred dollar bills): "Well, use it first. Go back and keep an account. Kama Taj will reimburse it if it can be reimbursed, but it can't be accounted for. already."

"Did you just take this when you went out?" Mordo still felt a little too dreamy.

"There's an ATM on the corner!" The more Umemugi took it for granted, the more shocked the black buddy was speechless.

"Everything in the world is meaningless!" This is the philosophy that Master Gu Yi has always taught them.

But it's a fact that a penny can beat a hero.

After today, I am afraid that Mei Mumu will have one more super power - rich!