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Chapter 199: Chapter 138: ‘Martial Saint’, ‘Ultimate Sublimation’ and ‘End’ (Please Subscribe)_4

He had already become a Martial Saint in this world, and the Ninth Grade Martial Way Records were his limit. At least, this limit wouldn’t be broken for hundreds of years.

So, in this world, Milton Cheney had grown to his limit.

Milton was grateful to this strange world. He was not foolish. The likelihood was that his talent in martial arts had been awarded by the World Consciousness.

His death in this world would not signify genuine death.

He owed a favor to this world, and this universal assault would be his way of repaying it fully before bidding this world goodbye.

Farewell does not mean never to meet.

In the future, he might even be able to return to this world. The only thing uncertain was whether Wesley Yorke, the little fellow, would still be there.

Thinking of this, Milton chuckled lightly.

Three months later

“The newly discovered six subspaces in the East District have been cleaned up!” your monms lacer

“The newly discovered Level 4 subspace in North District has been cleaned up completely, ensuring no omissions!”

Five months, six months, seven months, one year, two years, three years.

Time passing, the Federation, a large machine, kept running without stopping.

Capital City, Federal First Strategy Center.

Milton Cheney and Wesley Yorke stood side by side.

were in front of a massive

“Boom!!”

noise was

screen in front of them suddenly turned red. Tens of thousands of red

“They’re here.”

remained unchanged, he

noise outside didn’t affect

them turned green. But as futile as putting

day, two

three days,

Yorke, as the commander in chief,

massive screen in front of them, over a thousand red dots had turned green, but it was still only a small proportion compared to

old blokes

hint of sentimentality showed in

past few days were the Federation’s days of

in significant numbers. With one last glance at the large screen, Cheney turned around and took his

“Old man!”

voice rang in Milton’s

“Stay alive!”

disappeared from the spot in a

flicker of pain crossed Wesley’s eyes, but

him. The next moment, a Circular Instrument

“Rumble!!”

resounding noise echoed within

The Subspace collapsed!

invisible passage appeared, and Milton stepped

Everything started spinning!

was an alien

reflected in

spotted a

intellect, showing

had to do