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The dark tide was swaying in my ears like eternal stars.

A ferocious roar.

Acid teeth grinding sound.

Weird whispers...

These sounds are so harsh and abrupt in this silent place!

He just felt that his scalp was about to be lifted off!

In the darkness.

There were also pairs of hands that were coming from unknown places constantly stroking and scratching His face.

As for the part below the neck.

He has long been completely submerged by darkness and chaos.

Next second.

He opened his eyes with great effort.

The terrifying hallucination disappeared like a tide.

A shallow sunlight hits from above the totem pillar.

Give people a warm and safe feeling.

He gasped in place for a while.

Then he walked on the empty ancient altar with elegant steps.

Although he has woken up from the nightmare.

But His eyes were still scarlet and fierce.

Every step.

The murderous intent on His body will add up to one point.

Under the young and energetic body, there are vicissitudes and pains that are inconsistent with the appearance.

Even if you have returned to this world now.

But those nightmares from the depths of the starry sky still entangled Him.

This is the third time since His return to tears at the sun.

"This is the feeling of light..."

Puff puff puff!

Tears as big as beans remained below the cat's eyelids.

It fell on the dry ground.

It formed a piece of watermark.

He let this scene happen, regardless of it.

Sinking in the dark for too long.

He even enjoys this feeling of being burned by the sun very much now!

Even if it is a bit pathological.

He also feels happy!

But soon.

The ferocity in His eyes was violently aroused

"That should have been our sun!"

"That should have been our light!"

"Chen Shen Clan!!!"

In an instant.

The roar of the "God of White Cat" echoed inside the entire totem pillar!

“We will take back our own sun.”

"Then I will never let him go..."

Accompanied by those roars.

On the altar under the sun.

The White Cat God gradually lowered his proud head.

After a while.

He lay on the ground in a relatively lazy manner.

Not far away.

The chaos that broke out in the tribe was clearly felt.

But He did not have the interest to interfere in these ordinary things.

The life and death of ordinary people.

He didn't care at all!

He cares only whether his commands are executed.

As for the image of the former White Cat God.

He also has no intention of preservation.

As a returner.

He knew very well the good things that his good thoughts had done in this land that were praised by others...

only.

That's all in the past.

The so-called good thoughts are nothing more than an incomplete self.

Or His disguise when He is weak.

Now the great trend of the gods in the starry sky is about to take place.

He no longer needs this layer of disguise as a protective color!

Just think of this.

He suddenly turned his head coldly.

His eyes travel through the magnificent pillar of totem.

Locked at the top of the white light ball tied with thick chains all over it!

The ball of light made a humble and cowardly sound.

It is begging Him not to vent his anger on the people of the White Cat Tribe.

That is the totem good thought of the White Cat God!

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"So ignorant..."

He sighed softly:

"Where is the turn of mortals to be vented?"

"I just happened to need a batch of blood sacrifice materials..."

Thinking of this.

He nimblely jumped to the top of the totem pillar.

Then prepare to swallow it in one bite!

It's just at this time.

The white cat's movements suddenly stopped.

Because at this moment.

The darkness around the totem pillar.

Suddenly a glowing picture appeared!

Some outsiders approached!
To be continued...