Saiyans in the Marvel Universe.

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"It turns out that so many things happened while I was in coma." After hearing what Shastil said, Shakatir lowered his head and seemed to be in a trance.

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"Shakatil, you did a great job. Not only did you severely damage the undead army, but you also decisively chose to migrate, so that our people could be preserved." Shakatir praised.

"But during the migration, many tribesmen got lost, and some tribesmen left on their own because of mental breakdown." Shastil felt a little ashamed. If Shaskartir had not been in a coma, this would definitely not have happened. question.

"There's nothing you can do about it. Changes are always accompanied by sacrifices. When I, Tucatir and some other priests chose to establish a stronghold in order to fight against Apocalypse and preserve our vitality, many people were sacrificed. You This time it’s just a small witch.” Shakatir said with emotion.

"But Tukatil, all my people have come to the Holy Land, and you don't want them to live in the Holy Tree. What are you thinking?" Shakatir looked at Tukatil and reprimanded loudly.

"The person who can secretly plot against you and put you into a coma in the Origin Land can also control the situation in the Holy Land," Tucatir said.

"This is no reason. We are all the people of the God of Life. You are treating us differently." Shakatir's voice became louder.

"Treat them differently. It's not the first time anyway." Tucatir smiled, whether it was a sneer or a self-deprecation.

Shakatir also lowered his head. When they were young, they actually made many mistakes.

"Master, since you have woken up, can you remember who plotted against you?" Shasi Tier saw that the scene was a bit subtle and quickly changed the subject.

"I can't recall, but the impression I had at that time was that I was fighting a man riding a white horse, calling himself the Knight of Victory. Although his appearance looked somewhat divine, his power was extremely evil, and seemed to be endless. In the end I had to mobilize all the power of the source to destroy it, and then I fell into a coma."

Shakatir's recollections were almost consistent with the accounts of Charles and others, and he did not find anything unreasonable.

"But isn't it true that only five people are allowed to enter the Origin?" Shasi Tier asked in a daze.

"I don't know. Maybe the other party can decipher the power of the origin. Maybe the guy riding the white horse is not a life at all and has jumped over the threshold set by the God of Life." Shakatir shook his head.

"This is why I don't let them enter the Holy Land. If the power of the source can really be deciphered, it will only be a matter of time before the remaining power of the Holy Land is deciphered." Tukatil said.

"By the way, Shasi Tier, you said that after leaving the origin, the rest of the people only had damaged clothes but no injuries." Sha Si Tier suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Yes, they are not injured. According to common sense, the injuries that you call the power of the God of Life to treat them will explode after leaving the place." Shasi Tier nodded quickly, because he discovered this, That's why I discovered the problem.

"If that's the case, then it's only possible that someone made me fall into an illusion." Shakatir said word by word.

"With your spiritual power, will you also fall into an illusion?" Shasi Tier was startled, a little unbelievable.

"There's nothing surprising. I'm not very good at spiritual power." Shakatir generously admitted his shortcomings, and also glanced at Tukatil: "If it weren't for the fact that my spiritual power was not as good as before. If this guy Tucatir is a little worse, the position of high priest of the Holy Land will be mine."

"You think too highly of yourself." Tucatir said dissatisfied.

"But having said that, first they released the plague, making me extremely busy and mentally weak again, and then they led me into the place of origin in the name of investigating the plague. This plan is really one after another." Shakatir hated it. He said with hatred, if he hadn't been so worried about the plague before, he really wouldn't have fallen into a fantasy.

"So who is the betrayer? Master, do you have a candidate in mind?" Shasi Tier asked.

"There is a definite candidate, but I don't know if there are others."