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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.

the Disciple alone was not someone who

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

had

within the Disciple’s body was as

it

on the office desk as a myriad of thoughts flashed

Grandmaster in Martial Arts, and

was alive, there might still be a

future of this

memories might not be a bad

much at times may not be

this world was

had any gains in this world, or

Although he was real.

world, however, was false to

this world, Milton Cheney was just a passerby, but to this world, he was an unpredictable

good or bad, only

……

passed, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years had

memory detected as being affected, memory interference

the Council chamber, where only four of the six

mechanical voice that echoed in his mind at that moment and instead shifted his gaze to the other three individuals in

shade of confusion swept across the faces of the other three

look of confusion was fleeting, Milton

the impact on memories

deliberately embedded marks in their subconscious within a thousand years, those marks would

muttered to

erasure was

memories based in their subconscious, had