Despite Wang Tong's display of power, the immortals still believed that Patroclus would emerge victorious.
The rise of any race required heroes and battles. This was the toughest battle, but as long as the immortals could overcome it, they would become true immortals.
Dimaris, Halmond, Lan Jia, and the others were all present. They faithfully carried out Patroclus's orders. From these orders, it could be seen that Patroclus's estimation of the war situation was quite conservative. The Queen was dead, and the Immortals could no longer expand. This caused the Immortals to lose control of many things. The domino effect was breaking out.
Unless Patroclus could defeat Wang Tong, the immortals would be doomed. Even if it meant mutual destruction, the humans would still wipe out the immortals.
Although the Divine race still controlled a large army and could barely maintain order, this was all due to the pressure from Patroclus. Moreover, outsiders didn't know if they could provide more insectoids. These secrets were all in the hands of Patroclus. However, Hammond knew that with Patroclus' genetic technology, it wasn't impossible for him to create insectoids. But even if he could, he would recklessly expand the Divine race. This was different from Hammond's philosophy.
"Everyone, thank you so much for all these years." Patroclus said quietly. The rest of the time belonged to him, and he would do his own thing while waiting for the final battle.
The Immortals stared at Patroclus's back, speechless.
Graveyard.
The wind was cold. Patroclus wasn't wearing his immortal armor. Instead, he was wearing a simple set of clothes that belonged to the Dower family.
"Is that Andreas?" It was Doyle's grave.
People only knew that Andreas had died in the battle, but no one had witnessed the process.
Patroclus stood there quietly. "Father, I did it. The Zergs are finished. I will fight for myself. I created the immortals, and I will not let them die in my hands. The Dower family will not fail again."
At this moment, many things had changed. What he had done in the past was no longer important. Time would change everything.
Looking at his father's grave, Patroclus smiled. It was just that in this place, it seemed especially cold, just like his state of mind.
The Dower family had been glorious for hundreds of years and had produced many geniuses. In the end, the family was destroyed by him. But in reality, the Dower family had been reborn as a god race.
It was the pioneers of the Doyle family that gave birth to the Homo Evolutis. When the Homo Evolutis first appeared, they were met with a bloodbath. However, the Homo Evolutis had contributed a lot to the development of mankind. Many of the technological innovations originated from the Ivantians. However, it took more than two hundred years for the Homo Evolutis to be accepted. Apparently, the resistance from the Protoss was a hundred times stronger than the Homo Evolutis.
He was just one step away.
Was everyone in the Doyle family crazy?
He was right. He was a madman. His father, Andreas, was also a madman. In fact, he was even crazier than Andreas.
In that battle, he didn't even use a single move. Now that he had come this far, Patroclus would absolutely not stop!
Regardless of whether he was the Divine King or the crazy successor of Doer, he had to walk down this path.
In the desolation, Patroclus' back seemed incomparably straight. The Doyle Family was defying the heavens …
Back on Earth, Wang Tong was having a party with his friends from Earth, the Moon, and Mars. All of them had come to celebrate the party.
No one knew if the party would affect Wang Tong's progress, but as Wang Tong had said, it would be too late if he were to rely on his remaining time to train.
At Wang Tong and Patroclus's level, their bodies and minds had reached the pinnacle. Victory or defeat was another matter altogether.
The rest of the time was for them to do what they wanted to do.
Ever since Wang Tong was young, he had a dream of throwing a huge party when he was rich. He would invite all of his friends, eat whatever they wanted, drink whatever they wanted, and he wouldn't even have to pay for it.
His dream had come true.
Looking at this lively scene, the old man couldn't help but pat his head, "Sigh, how did I raise him back then? This kid is only so promising."
"Haha, Old Fart, you are asking too much. What else do you want? Young Master is a real man."
A few elders were sitting in a corner, watching the lively atmosphere. Even at their age, they couldn't help but feel that it wasn't easy for them. Wang Tong was a happy-go-lucky person, but he was willing to take on everything for the sake of others.
"Sigh, this brat, damn it, I've drunk too much."
Wang Buting looked at Wang Tong, who was as happy as a child, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart. Ever since he was a child, he had been under a lot of pressure, and he had never had a good life. Watching Wang Tong grow up, the old man's heart was filled with sadness and joy.
This only proved that Wang Tong wasn't confident at all. No one would dare to say that they were going to face Patroclus. Regardless of the outcome, this was a farewell.
Everyone knew that, but they pretended to be happy. Wang Tong had drunk a lot because he had met so many of his old friends.
"Damn, Wang Ben, you are getting fatter. You need to lose weight." Karl laughed.
"F * ck off. I am strong. You think I am like you?" Wang Ben said.
"How dare you slander your superior? Come on, drag him out and flog him thirty times!" Karl pinched his nose and said. Karl's rank was higher than Wang Ben's, and he had always been promoted by flying helicopters.
"Why don't you two go fight?" Wang Tong laughed.
"Why not? I am better than him when it comes to picking up girls. Ben, you are still a virgin, right?"
No one could beat Karl when it came to bickering.
"Karl, stop bullying Wang Ben." A gentle and beautiful voice rang out. Wang Ben was a little confused. The beauty in front of him seemed a little familiar.
"Are you kidding me? Don't tell me you can't recognize the cutest girl in Ayrlarng?" Karl said with a smile.
"Rumi?"
Wang Ben looked at the tall and slender female officer in front of him in disbelief. This … really changed eighteen times between womanhood and womanhood.
"Damn, Wang Ben is blushing …"
Everyone cheered. Six years had passed, and they had changed a lot. The only thing that didn't change was their friendship.
What was the law of the world?
The law of the world was heartless, but human beings had emotions.
Wang Tong smiled from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't even close his mouth when he heard that.
"Brothers and sisters, this is a victory party! Let's celebrate Wang Tong's victory over Patroclus in advance!"
Karl shouted.
"Although Wang Tong is not as powerful as I am, I am confident that he will be able to handle everything." Apache said calmly and sincerely.
People who didn't tell jokes were more likely to stir up the crowd. Carl was very dissatisfied with Apache's ability to steal the spotlight. Everyone went to compete for liquor.
"Wang Tong, I think you already have a plan in mind. You know what victory means. Come, let me congratulate you in advance." Zhang Jin came to Wang Tong and said.
"Sister Jin, don't worry. I know what humans need. Fortunately, you took me away from the desolate Norton Star. Otherwise, I might still be living the life of a savage."
"Really? I'm starting to regret it." Zhang Jin shook her head.
"What?"
"Hoho, I regret not staying to spend some alone time with you." Zhang Jin said with a half-truth and half-falsehood.
"Haha, it's my honor. Cheers!"
Li Shiming, Bolten, and the others also drank a few cups of wine and laughed off their grudges. In fact, it was easy to live a simple life. Under such an atmosphere, everyone was influenced.
"Wang Tong, get rid of that guy. Look at the Ivantians, I have never had the chance to flirt with any of them." Bolten said in a lewd tone.
"Just tell me if you need any help. I don't want my sister to be sad." Li Shiming patted Wang Tong's shoulder.
"Haha, it seems like I can't kill myself."
Wang Tong chuckled as he emptied his glass of wine.
For the entire night, he was dragged here and there, enjoying himself with everyone and drinking without restraint. The old man and the others left first. After all, they were old and could not be compared to the young people.
Ma Xiaoru and the other girls were considerate enough to let Wang Tong join the party. They still had a lot of time, and Wang Tong wanted to say goodbye to them and relive the most precious memories.
Perhaps it was too stuffy, Wang Tong went to the balcony with two glasses in his hands, one of which was raised into the air. When he came back, both glasses were empty, but he was soon dragged into the crowd to continue drinking.
"Wu, how's the liquor?" Charcoal asked curiously.
"Not bad, not bad at all."
Zachary's body was not real. He had reached the level of a super Einherjar, but he had left his projection in the room to watch Wang Tong's last battle.
However, it didn't matter what the wine tasted like. What he experienced was the feelings inside.
"Charcoal, let these youngsters have some fun. Let's go play chess."
"Wu, I'm worried about master. I've evaluated Patroclus's strength, and they are on par."
"Charcoal, no matter who wins or loses, their lives have not been wasted. Let's not bother about this matter. Let them decide their own lives."
"Fine, but your chess skills are still as bad as ever. I'm not interested in killing you."
"Bullsh * t! I'm already a super Einherjar! Do you understand? That's the level of a god!" Zachary roared.
One tall and one short, disappeared into the void just like that.
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