Chapter 627: Chapter 339 “The Disciple Deacon Who Will Not Come Again” and “Seventeen Thousand Years Later” (Please Subscribe)_1

Milton Cheney did not say much, just nodded his head.

The next moment, messages spread from him to all over the Peak-Ocean Federation.

A heretical cult named the Apocalypse Cult quietly resurfaced in the world after a millennium.

Milton Cheney excused himself, and the young man in the Black Robe merely nodded indifferently.

In his eyes, Milton Cheney was nothing more than a tool.

His mission was to harvest enough life span, and who held power in this pasture was of little concern to him.

In an office, Milton Cheney pushed the door open and sat in the chair.

His expression was tranquil, and nothing of what had transpired could be discerned from his face.

A thousand years later, Milton Cheney’s identity had wholly changed from what it had been a millennium ago.

He had leapt from being a four-province garrison commander to the president of the Council of the entire Peak-Ocean Federation.

Within the Peak-Ocean Federation, there was none with higher status than him, but this did not mean that it was his one-man show.

Even so, Milton Cheney was unable to contend with this ‘foreign’ Disciple.

The gap was too substantial.

A thousand years was simply not enough time, far too short.

It could be said that some of his plans had just made it onto the agenda, and he dared not make them too obvious, otherwise all would be in vain.

As for this time’s harvest of life span, Milton Cheney had no means and could not prevent it.

was too shallow; just the Disciple alone was not someone who could be dealt

a millennium, Milton Cheney’s Realm had roughly reached that of a Level 4 Wizard in

Perceptual Ability had

contained within the Disciple’s body was

his current self, even in reality, it was uncertain whether he could contend with

lightly tapped on the office desk as a

that of a Great Grandmaster in Martial Arts, and he could see that the Disciple was not very interested in harvesting

long as he was alive, there might still be a chance in

he were to die and end this Reincarnation Simulation, then the future of this world, without question, would be

might not be

much at times

this world

he had any gains in this world, or how significant they were, he

Although he was real.

world, however, was

was just a passerby, but

this unpredictable factor was good or bad, only the future would

……

and in the blink of an eye, twenty years

detected as being affected, memory

Council chamber, where only four of the

ignored the mechanical voice that echoed in his

confusion swept across the faces of the other

look of confusion was fleeting, Milton Cheney

impact on memories is

their subconscious within a thousand years, those marks

Cheney muttered to

erasure was

memories based in their subconscious, had all been wiped clean at this

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