Galahad stood on one foot on the statue on the eaves, his body as light as a white dove, swaying in the wind, as if he was waiting for the moment to flutter his wings.

The whole of Wharton is under him. This feeling is very interesting. He had fought for the place with the same name before. The three words Inlans are the whole meaning of the knight's life.

But what about now?

He has brought disaster and destruction to the people he swore to protect. Soon this place will be in ruins, and he will build a temple among the rocks, and the real god will come to this new world.

In the past, humans enjoyed half of this continent, and there were at least dozens of intelligent races in this world that were able to build cities and countries on a large scale.

But look at the world today. Except for other races in some edge areas or hidden dimensions, humans have occupied all the soil. Forests and mineral veins have been turned into solid human cities. Rivers and seas are all at the mercy of humans.

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They are too greedy.

In the behind-the-scenes dimension, there are dozens of active intelligent races, including the former knights who surrendered to the New God. They compete with other lives for limited resources. Although the behind-the-scenes itself is vast, this greatness only belongs to

The world itself is full of dangers to life.

Races that can survive behind the scenes and even develop into civilization several times are much more dangerous than humans. Mortals are like fragile dolls in front of them.

Take the Anders, the most common but by no means the most powerful social race, as an example:

Just by standing in front of humans, they can read and modify human memories, and easily explode human brains with their thoughts.

And these powerful races are actually trapped in the behind-the-scenes dimension. There is a rich and ownerless world in front of them.

Wouldn't it be too wasteful if we just left it to humans?

He only needed to accomplish what his enemies had failed to do in the past - to reactivate the Holy Grail, and this time they had the help of more powerful gods. The true god from the foreign land died, and the shadow of his corpse was torn apart in the behind-the-scenes dimension.

This created five new and more powerful gods, the other four representing victory, famine, war, and death.

But Gahalad's master is more powerful than them. He snatched the largest shadow and became the most powerful imitator.

Everyone knows that the truly terrifying thing is the dead god. Even though the reflection of his corpse has such ridiculous abilities, he is already dead anyway.

But now that Broken Light has taken over the magpie's nest, this crazy god has become the leader of the dimension behind the scenes, and his plan is destined to succeed.

And Galahad is the vanguard force he sent to reality.

But in fact, he also has his own desires. After all, he believes in such a bad god. If he really behaves himself and regards loyalty or piety as virtues, it would be a big joke.

Gaharad looked down at the streets and ants below.

George and Lancelot were talking face to face, and everything they said came to his ears clearly, word for word.

They didn't find Galahad. Originally, it was impossible for Galahad to be in such a close place and hide it from the eyes of the former number one warrior of the Knights of the Round Table and the son of Vortigern, even though he was already much stronger than his past self.
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