Chapter 544 Do You Regret It?

When Amyxiu slowly landed in front of Gary II, all the guards and supernatural beings died cleanly, and no one was alive.

Gary II is just a fifth-order extraordinary person, and he doesn't even have the ability to escape in front of Amy Xiu.

Pope Gary II obviously knew that he couldn't run away, so he fell to his knees on the ground with a thud, kneeling and crawling in front of Amishio, crying loudly with tears in his eyes, "Pope Ni, this is all because Oliver instructed me. It's none of my business."

An Mixiu stretched out his hand and waved, and a gray light penetrated into the body of Gary II.

The next moment, the strength of the fifth-order warrior of Gary II suddenly disintegrated and turned into an ordinary person. The original black 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 crowd of believers and guards, and just gave a light command, and his figure flew into the sky again, and flew in the direction of the temple of the underworld.

When tens of thousands of believers saw the abolished King Gary II, they immediately arrested him. Under the leadership of the guards in the palace, they took him to the dungeon where Amyxiu was once imprisoned.

When they saw the dark dungeon, the believers were all angry.

They had long heard rumors that Amy Xiu was secretly imprisoned by Oliver and Gary II, but they did not expect it to be true.

Thinking of Amishu spending fifteen years in such a terrifying environment, all the believers turned into a state of rage, and they all wanted to step forward and tear up Gary II.

"Don't be impulsive, everyone, Pope Ni's order is to imprison him in a dungeon, not kill him. We want this blasphemer to suffer the same pain as Pope Ni Xia!"

There was a priest in the underworld who saw that the situation was wrong, and he was busy exhorting the believers loudly.

"Yes! Throw him in too!"

"Let him survive and die!"

"I can't let him die so easily!"

Gary II was bound by the mad believers, locked his hands and feet in a dungeon, and gagged his mouth to prevent him from committing suicide.

Gary II's cultivation base was abolished, and he had no ability to resist at all. He could only watch the dungeon being re-sealed in fear, and 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 An Mixiu fell into the temple, the priests, attendants, and guards in the temple had expressions of shock and panic written all over their faces. They were all dumbfounded for a while, and they didn't know what to do.

An Mixiu didn't look at them, but walked directly in the direction of the main temple.

Along the way, someone had already knelt on the ground with a terrified face, and his whole body was shivering.

Amy Xiu is still alive, and Oliver in the main temple is still there, no one knows what will happen.

Where An Mixiu passed, one after another fell to the ground, not even daring to breathe.

The Underworld Temple, where there were still prayers and human voices, was deadly quiet for a moment, until Amishu stepped into the main temple.

Oliver sat on the towering throne of the main shrine, watching Amishu walking in slowly, his face was quite calm, and he seemed to have long expected such a day.

An Mixiu looked at Oliver, who was already fat and couldn't see his old appearance at all. He slowly closed his eyes, "Go out."

The priests and attendants in the temple were already pale and sweating profusely. Their legs and stomachs were swaying. When they heard the order of Amishu, they all rushed out in a hurry. Don't dare to stay here too long.

When dozens of people exited, they also pulled the thick door of the temple. With the harsh sound of closing the door, the main hall was closed, as if it was isolated from the outside, and there were only two people left inside.

An Mixiu stepped forward on the marble floor of the temple, and the sound of footsteps in the silence was particularly clear and loud.

An Mixiu walked to the steps of the throne, and walked towards the throne step by step, looking up at the same time.

Oliver's expression was as calm as ever, and he didn't seem to feel any fear because of the pressure brought about by Amisha walking.

He knew that An Mixiu was not looking at himself, but the tall statue of the god of death behind the throne. The image of the statue was exactly the image of Chen Luo when he was in Caro City.

"Your Majesty, you must think we are ridiculous."

An Mixiu walked to the throne, looked up at the statue, and suddenly couldn't help laughing loudly, but the laughter was full of irony and sadness.

An Mixiu smiled and leaned back, even tears fell.

"From a beggar to the ruler of an empire, this is a very ridiculous thing. We are all just puppets of the gods."

Oliver quietly watched An Mixiu laugh wildly, and the light in his eyes became more and more indifferent.

"Your Majesty once told me that you may regret it one day in the future."

Oliver naturally understood what Amishu meant, and he said indifferently, "I think you should regret asking Your Majesty to take me with you."

"My answer to the crown is, 'I will never regret it, even if Oliver wants to kill me in the future, I will not regret it'."

The smile on An Mixiu's face finally disappeared, "Now it seems that Your Majesty has long anticipated this day."

An Mixiu looked up at the statue, as if he could feel that Chen Luo was also watching them below.

"Oliver, do you regret it?"

Oliver's expression did not fluctuate, "Why should I regret it, I am the high priest designated by His Majesty, and all the glory and respect belong to you alone!

I use all my efforts and efforts to spread the faith, in exchange for His Majesty's recognition and attention to me, but His Majesty's eyes will always be only you!

Even those believers don't take me seriously, from what they see, it's like I'm a useless moth, and it's all because of you!

Why! Why do we have the same background and the same hard work, I have to bear those discriminatory eyes!

Since they all think that I am a moth, then I really become a moth! "

An Mixiu looked at Oliver's roaring, gradually hideous face, the fat on his face was shaking, his eyes became deep and red, and he suddenly became extremely lost.

"I know of your efforts, but when we were still beggars, could the eyes we suffered would be worse than those of yours? I thought that you, like me, would not care about the eyes of those who are not important. "

It is true that Amy Xiu had already discovered the completely different attitudes of the surrounding believers towards Oliver, but he did not deliberately stop it, because he felt that if Oliver found out, the harm would be deeper.

But Amy Xiu never imagined that the accumulation of these strange eyes over the years would cause Oliver's psychology to distort to such a degree.