"Augustus, why are you so late?”
More than a hundred people gathered in the square, and more people walked over.
Looking at Zhang Yang who was late, Dorag sounded a little puzzled.
This fellow, it was fine if he was usually busy, but why was he still like this today?
Didn't they know that today was the day of the dao power test?
"I was delayed by something. Anyway, it hasn't started yet.”
Zhang Yang shook his head and looked at General Zefa, who was standing in the middle of the square with his arms crossed.
This flashy purple suit was indeed quite eye-catching.
He was simply a crane among chickens.
"What about you? He had been so busy these few days that he could not see anyone. What exactly had he been busy with?”
Zhang Yang looked at Dolag. Compared to him, Dolag was a really busy man.
He had not seen anyone for half a month, and he did not know what he was busy with.
Although the elite training camp's control was very loose, leaving the elite training camp without permission, if caught, would result in imprisonment.
This fellow was also bold and fat.
"I found a few comrades who share the same interests as you.”
Dora lowered his voice and sounded relieved.
Some time ago, he had read in the newspaper that a few fugitives from the country were wanted for offending the Heavenly Dragon people.
After a few days of conversation, these people had become part of the Revolutionary Army and were secretly developing their forces on his behalf.
Although there were only a few people and their strength was uneven, it was a good start for him.
This also strengthened Dolag's thoughts.
As expected, there were many people in this world like him who could not stand the World Government's Heavenly Dragon people's brutality.
They were not numb. It was just that they did not have the strength to resist, so they endured humiliation and lived in secret.
The World Government controlled the most powerful armed forces in the world. Even if a country wanted to resist, it would be flattened in an instant.
The Demon Slayer Token was a powerful weapon used by the World Government to intimidate those who were restless.
The moment they thought of resisting, they would be surrounded and killed by the generals of the navy headquarters.
Therefore, the people who were bullied by the World Government could only force themselves to smile and live in the dark.
They had not forgotten the pain and hatred.
They were just waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to overthrow the world government.
As long as this opportunity appeared, no matter how slim it was, countless people would follow and fight for it.
Looking at the strong confidence and indescribable sense of mission on Dolagh's face, Zhang Yang was slightly stunned.
A complicated smile appeared on his face.
It was no wonder that he would become the enemy of the entire world government in the future.
"Dolag, you will definitely succeed.”
"Augustus, it's not me. It's all of us who will succeed.”
Dorag corrected.
Everyone who was oppressed, everyone who dreamed of overthrowing the tyranny and slavery of the world government, would be a part of them in the future.
They weren't the first, and they definitely wouldn't be the last.
The flame of revolution had been ignited, like a ray of light in the darkness. It was impossible to extinguish it again.
They were pioneers, guides, and they created a belief.
Even if they failed, there would still be successors who would inherit their legacy. Their will would never be extinguished.
He would continue this dream indefinitely until the day he overthrew the world government.
Inheritance, freedom, and unyielding will. This kind of will was more precious than anything else.
Dolag thought so and told himself firmly.
His firm confidence seemed to have been touched by something. An indescribable power that had been brewing for a long time erupted from Dolag's body and spread out.
The noisy square was silent.
Everyone looked behind them.
That overbearing and majestic will was like a bright lamp in the dark night, dispelling everything!
The pressure coming from the spiritual will level made people feel as if they were facing the torrent of history, unable to resist or resist.
In an instant, more than half of the navy elites fell to the ground with white eyes.
This kind of pressure that came from the level of spiritual will had nothing to do with strength. Only people with strong willpower could barely stand under this kind of impact.
Under the Overlord, the weak would retreat!
His brain seemed to have received a heavy blow.
Zhang Yang's mind went blank as the mental pressure continued to assault his brain.
Zhang Yang could feel his body falling backwards.
"Am I still a weakling in my heart?”
Zhang Yang could see a messy house in front of him. In the narrow house, there was a computer desk.
At the table, a man in sloppy clothes was eating a bucket of instant noodles with relish.
This was the past him.
Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with memories.
" It turns out that deep down in my heart, I've always been longing for a peaceful life. I've treated all of this as a dream, a dream that I won't wake up from.”
His hard work, his hard work, and his desperation.
In fact, it was all a form of escape. He used pain and torture to numb his brain and forget the fear in his heart, not letting himself remember it.
He treated this place as a dream and had been avoiding it, refusing to accept this reality.
He had always been afraid that he would die in this chaotic world.
"A person who doesn't even dare to face reality, how can he withstand the impact of the Conqueror's Color?”
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and looked up at the sky. His mind was in a mess.
He saw a stunned Dolag reach out to him, trying to pull him back.
He saw General Zefa's surprised and disappointed expression in the distance.
He saw the navy elites who had lost their minds on the ground. These people were all like him, losers.
Even if they had great strength, it could not change the cowardice in their hearts.
"Do I have to be like these people?”
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of mockery flashed across his eyes.
Yes, death was terrifying.
But compared to death…
"I hate kneeling down to others even more!"
Zhang Yang's body, which was leaning backward, suddenly surged with endless strength. His back was as straight as a steel spear, and his unstoppable aura seemed to be able to pierce through the sky.
A restless power in his body completely erupted. This power carried a sense of dominance that looked down on the world.
He didn't have Dolagh's unceasing and everlasting legacy, which was like the flood of history.
There was also no tolerance of freedom and unyielding.
However, there was an additional kind of arrogance and tyranny that followed life and death!
Thud! Thud!
The air froze for a moment.
The domineering aura was like a ferocious beast that was charging forward, causing ripples in the air.
The reddish-black aura that was visible to the naked eye crushed the defense in his heart.
The hundreds of elite navy soldiers who were still standing were stunned. Their knees trembled and they couldn't help but kneel on the ground. Their shoulders drooped weakly and they fainted.
The face of an emperor was not to be looked at directly.
Kneel down!
A group of navy elites kneeled on the ground in a spectacular manner.
In the blink of an eye, there were less than a hundred people left in the square who were barely holding on.
He was enduring the mental impact of the two Overlord's domineering auras.
"In this world, there are countless people who can make me fall.”
The smile on Zhang Yang's face gradually became more and more unbridled, and his eyes turned cold.
"But no one can make me yield.”
No one could!
After kneeling for a lifetime, since he had stood up, no one could make him kneel.
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