The leaders of the Immortal Clan are corrupt and stubborn.
My king, the only solution now is to cut off my arm and survive.
Melo said to Arthur with a fierce look on his face.
γ!!! γ
Arthur's pupils suddenly shuddered as he heard what Melo said, and he was stunned.
He didn't even notice when the hair he was playing with in his hand was pulled out by himself.
I don't know why, Arthur at this moment.
Suddenly I felt the terror of the weathered man in front of me.
She felt as if she were in a hunting ground.
Several giant insects killed the members of the hunting group one by one.
They want to escape.
And suddenly, she felt her legs losing feeling.
In front of him was the grim-looking Mello, holding a long knife dripping with blood in his hand.
When she turned around, she saw her pair of white and tender legs lying on the ground with blood gushing out.
Behind her, a huge insect rushed towards her, waving its iron-hard pincers.
Yes, she felt as if she was one of the ten people abandoned by Mello.
That deep feeling of despair.
[No, that won't happen. Even if they are... scared to death, they are still... Father. How could they?]
Arthur shook her head. She didn't want to think about the blueprint Melo had drawn for her, and she didn't want to look at Melo.
That cold-blooded and weathered face.
Very scary.
"No? My king, you must remember that twenty years ago, they taught us that dying in battle was the highest honor."
With just one sentence, Melo broke down all the defenses in Arthur's heart.
Yes, twenty years ago.
No, even a few days ago, when my great-grandfather was still alive,
They were teaching her that dying for her people was the highest honor.
But now, they are the ones who want to use the Great Father to gain immortality.
Would they really not become corrupt? Would they really not turn Mayan civilization into a dead end?
γCan......γ
Arthur seemed to want to say something else, after more than 20 years of getting along.
Even though the Dads' Group did such a thing, the first thing she thought of at this moment was to defend them.
[Don't be so arrogant, King. Accept reality. You obviously can't refute my words because you can't control time, let alone them. Their greed at this moment has exceeded the limit. You shouldn't let them continue to do what they want.]
My king, you must know that even if we call them father, how can they be like our father? For the sake of our country, my king, you must make a choice.
Melo pressed on step by step, not giving Arthur any time to breathe.
Arthur didn't even have time to think.
This is exactly the effect Melo wants.
Arthur has been guided into his own way of thinking to think about problems and to view the existence of the dad group.
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