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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.

world was too shallow; just the Disciple alone was

roughly reached that of a Level 4 Wizard in the Wizard

Perceptual Ability had

the aura contained within the Disciple’s body was as terrifying

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

the office desk as a myriad of thoughts flashed

that of a Great Grandmaster in Martial Arts, and he could see that the Disciple

a

and end this Reincarnation Simulation, then the future of this world,

erasure of memories might not be

all, knowing too much at times may

this world was just a

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

Although he was real.

was

Milton Cheney was just a passerby,

or bad, only the future would

……

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

being affected, memory interference

where only four of the six seats were

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

instant, a shade of confusion swept across the faces of the other three at the

look of confusion was fleeting, Milton

memories is

subconscious within a thousand years, those marks would similarly be erased once their memories

Cheney muttered

erasure

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