"You are..."

Tony looked at the man in white in front of him and said hesitantly.

At this moment, it is no accident that the one who can come to find them and say such words must be the supreme being.

But even if there is a supreme existence to help the administrator, it is only two dozen twelve.

The final outcome, I am afraid, can not be changed.

"We met."

The man in white looked around, reached out and said, "but now, it's not the time for all the showdown."

"I asked you, do you want to save Su Chen?"

When they heard this, they looked at each other and nodded their heads one after another: "want to save!"

The man in white nodded and said, "if you want to save me, I can let each of you have no weaker than the supreme power. But you should understand that external forces are only external forces after all. Therefore, in terms of the mastery of the supreme power, you are still far from enough. "

"So even if I give you strength, you have to be two together to withstand a supreme, and... Just to resist."

"If one is not careful, he will die."

"In other words, some of you are bound to fail in this exhibition."

Finish this sentence, the man in white stops, looks at the crowd, does not speak again.

What he should have said is very clear.

Now, we can only wait for these old members of the exchange group to make their own decisions.

From the moment they quit the communication group, basically, they have chosen this road.

"I want to save the administrator. If there is no administrator, my future will be dark."

Tony looked up and said solemnly, "I have seen my own future. After a series of fighting crises, I fell into the darkness of death."

"It was the caretaker who pulled me out of the dead. I will repay this kindness anyway!"

Limulu stood aside and heard Tony's words and said, "me too. The administrator has helped me a lot. Even if this crisis is serious, I will never shrink back."

"Me too!"

"I want to help the warden."

"The administrator has such a good character that I don't want to see the administrator die."

"..."

one by one, all of them spoke.

From the moment I joined the communication group, I recalled the past and the administrator treated them very well.

If there is no administrator, I am afraid their growth will never be so smooth.

The administrator has helped them so much. How can they not stand up now when it is the only time to need them?

There are also administrators, even if they are now in prison, but there is no voice to inform them.

They can think that the administrator should not want to increase casualties.

What about their strength?

There's only one dead end!

Therefore, there is a road in front of you. Even if this road is narrow, you will stumble when you walk, or even if you are not careful, you will be pulled into the endless darkness, and your soul will be exhausted.

But they, after thinking for a while, all firmly chose this road.

Scholars die for confidants!

They want to do something for the administrator.

"Well, I don't see the wrong person, either."

The man in White said with a smile, that is, a right hand move, a streamer flashing out, and then did not enter the public body.

In this moment, people's breath began to change from inside to outside.

From the soul to the body, from the rules to the true spirit, every place is changing at the deepest level.

They, with the help of this streamer, are leaping and catching up with their own life level towards the highest existence!