Chapter 544: Have you regretted it

When Amishu slowly fell in front of Gary II, all the guards and transcendents died dead, and no one was alive.
Gary II was nothing more than a fifth-order survivor, and he had no ability to escape in front of An Mixiu.
Gary II apparently knew that he could not run away. He fell to the ground with a very simple puff and climbed to the front of An Mixiu, crying with tears in his eyes, "The Pope Nixia, all this is what Oliver ordered me to do It’s not my business..."
An Mixiu reached out and waved a grey light into the body of Gary II.
At the next moment, the strength of Gary II's Tier 5 warrior suddenly disintegrated, and he became an ordinary person. His dark hair turned into white hair in an instant.
"Throw him into the dungeon. He can't die before I let him die."
An Mixiu glanced at the believers and the guards who were crowded around, but just gave a light command, and his body flew into the sky again, and flew in the direction of the Underworld Temple.
Tens of thousands of believers saw the abolished Gary II and immediately arrested him. Under the leadership of the guards in the palace, he caught him in front of the dungeon where Amisu was once held.
When they saw the dark dungeon, the believers were all angry.
They have long heard rumors that Amisiu was secretly imprisoned by Oliver and Gary II, but did not expect it to be true.
When I thought that Amishu had been in such a horrible environment for fifteen years, all the believers had become violent, and they all wanted to step forward to tear Gary II.
"Don't be impulsive, Pope Ni Xia's order is to imprison him into the dungeon, not kill him. We want this blasphemy to suffer the same pain as Pope Ni Xia!"
Seeing that the priest in the underworld was wrong, he was busy exhorting the believers.
"Yes! Throw him in too!"
"Let him survive without death!"
"You can't let him die so easily!"
Gary II was bound by hands and feet of crazy believers and locked in the dungeon. In order to prevent him from committing suicide, he also blocked his mouth.
Gary II was abolished and had no ability to resist at all. He could only watch the dungeon being re-blocked by fear. He fell into boundless darkness and fear.
At this time, An Mixiu had already flown to the Underworld Temple, which was the original Ocean Temple, but after Chen Luo left, it had been expanded several times and turned into a huge group of temples.
When Amishu fell into the temple, the priests, attendants, and guards in the temple were all covered with shock and panic. All of them were dumbfounded for a while, and they didn't know what to do.
An Mixiu did not look at them, but walked directly in the direction of the main temple.
Along the way, someone was already kneeling in panic on the ground, shaking all over his body.
Amishu is still alive, and Oliver in the main temple is still there, and everyone knows what will happen.
Where Amisu had passed, one by one fell on his knees on the ground, not even dare to breathe.
The Temple of the Underworld, which originally had the sound of prayer and vocals, died instantly and quietly until An Mixiu stepped into the main temple.
Oliver sat on the towering seat of the main shrine and looked at Amishu who walked in slowly. His face was quite calm, and he seemed to have expected such a day.
An Mixiu looked at Oliver, who was already fat and could not see what he used to be. He slowly closed his eyes, "Go out."
The priests and servants in the temple had long turned pale and sweaty. Their legs and legs were twirling. When they heard Amishu’s order, they all rushed out in a hurry, like a forgiveness. Don't dare to stay here.
When dozens of people withdrew, the heavy door of the temple was pulled up. With the harsh closing of the door, the hall closed, as if it were isolated from the outside, leaving only Amishu and Oliver inside.
An Mixiu stepped forward on the marble floor of the temple, and the footsteps in the silence seemed extraordinarily clear and loud.
An Mixiu walked down the steps of the seat of God, and stepped towards it step by step, while looking up.
Oliver's expression was as calm as ever, and he didn't seem to feel the fear because of the pressure caused by Amishu's walking.
He knew that An Mixiu was not looking at himself, but the tall statue of the of death behind the seat of the god. The appearance of the statue was exactly what Chen Luo was when he was in the city of Carlo.
"Under the crown, you must think we are ridiculous."
An Mixiu approached the seat, looked up at the statue, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, but the laughter was full of satire and sadness.
An Mixiu leaned forward and back, even tears fell.
"From beggar to lord of an empire, this is a ridiculous thing, we are all just dolls of the gods."
Oliver looked at An Mixiu quietly, the light in his eyes growing colder.
"Xiamen once told me that you might regret it one day in the future."
Oliver naturally understood what Amish meant, and he said indifferently, "I think you should have taken me under regret and begging."
"My answer to the crown is, ‘I will never regret it, even if Oliver wants to kill me in the future, I won’t regret it’."
The smile on An Mixiu's face finally disappeared. "Now it seems that the crown has long been expected to this day."
An Mixiu looked up at the idol, as if he could feel Chen Luo staring at them below.
"Oliver, have you regretted it?"
Oliver's face did not fluctuate, "Why should I regret that I am the designated high priest under the crown, and all the glory and respect belong to you alone!"
I use all my efforts and efforts to spread my faith, and I want to earn my recognition and attention to me under the crown, but you will always be in the eyes of the crown!
Even the believers didn't take me seriously. What they saw from their eyes was as if I were a useless borer, and it was all because of you!
By what! Because of our same background and the same efforts, I will bear the eyes of discrimination!
Since they all regard me as a worm, then I really become a worm! "
An Mixiu watched Oliver growl, his face gradually emaciated, the fat of his face trembling, his eyes became deep and red, and suddenly became very lost.
"I naturally know your efforts, but when we were beggars, the eyes we suffered would be worse than yours at that time. I thought you, like me, would never care about the eyes of those who have no key points. "
An Mixiu has long discovered that the believers around him have a different attitude towards Oliver, but he did not deliberately stop it, because he felt that if he was discovered by Oliver, he would be afraid that the harm would be deeper.
However, Amishu never expected that these strange eyes would accumulate all the year round, which would cause Oliver's psychological distortion to such a degree.
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