"ah!"

 “I knew that God would definitely forgive us.”

He wanted to reach out and grab his father's hand, and wanted to follow his father back to the temple of the gods. However, he suddenly woke up at this moment, and he only had a head left.

 Everything disappeared like a dream, including his consciousness.

 The second generation of wise king Jeser died.

In the bubbling sea water of Gululu, the crown on his head automatically separated from him and fell towards the eternally dark and cold bottomless trench.

 one thousand meters.

 Five thousand meters.

 10,000 meters.

Until the bottomless abyss that even fusion monsters cannot reach.

 The wise kingship belonging to the three-leaf people.
Chapter completed!