He felt the bruises and numb cheeks from the pain. He didn't have the slightest resentment towards Goethe, but only gratitude. He knew very well that without Goethe's words, he would have died just now.

"what is that?"

Alston asked, horror in his eyes.

There is already a guess in the bottom of his heart.

but……

He dare not admit it.

He expected an answer from Goethe.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Goethe gasped heavily.

Auston is just passively perceiving, and he?

It is actively locked.

The treatment of the two is simply very different.

The former is just invisible pressure.

the latter?

Not to mention the knife is on your neck, it is still cutting your flesh little by little.

Words that only Goethe could see rose up line by line.

Each line is a judgment on [heart].

The [heart] of 4.4 barely supports such a judgment.

But Goethe is sure that if this goes on, he won't last long.

Because, 'that guy' is 'closer'.

Goethe didn't know whether it was the approach he understood, or just the sight of it—but he knew that if he didn't do something, he would die.

"Just now, the other party was tracing the source of the blood."

"so……"

"The other party traced back to the 'Mad King'?"

"Moreover, the 'mad king' broke the defense that he thought was infallible, but also attracted the attention of 'that guy' behind the other party?"

Goethe infers the ins and outs of the matter.

Did he take the blame for the 'Mad King' again?

Obviously, 'that guy' should be aiming at the 'Mad King'.

But the 'Mad King' is dead.

After the 'Mad King' died, he, who was closest to the 'Mad King', was naturally implicated in this matter.

"It's troublesome!"

Goethe sighed inwardly.

He didn't have any more anger, because of the 'mad king' attack, he eliminated the follower of 'that guy', otherwise, he would not be the opponent's opponent at all now.

Even if you use your hole cards, the chances of winning are slim.

After all, the power used by the other party has long exceeded his current cognition.

Although it caused more trouble.

But it solved the immediate trouble.

In short, it was very troublesome, but it also gave him a little time.

still have a chance!

"What do you say?"

Goethe asked back, and walked straight to the car.

"impossible!"

"Shouldn't be!"

"Mysterious demise, those guys should have entered the dusk long ago and fell to the earth!"

Auston muttered to himself.

"Anytime, there are accidents."

"And, where did you draw these conclusions from?"

Godra opened the door and asked as he got into the car.

"In the book."

Auston replied.

"Who wrote that book?"

"People, not those guys."

"So, it's not surprising that there are mistakes and omissions."

"even……"

"It's simply misleading."

"Because, you can't be sure whether the person who wrote the book is a believer in those guys."

Saying such words, Goethe got into the car and urged Austen.

"boarding."

"Where?"

After Alston picked up Cole and put it on the passenger seat, he couldn't recover.

The current chief of staff of the Western Federation has already become a mess in his mind.

The impact of this news was too great.

It was so big that even Auston, who was in a high position, couldn't accept it for a while.

"Northern Suburb Warehouse."

"I want to see what you promised, and... prepare enough coins and gold for me within the scope of your functions."

Goethe took a deep breath and said slowly.

Auston's face became weird.

Two or three seconds later, the Chief of Staff of the Western Federation asked softly.

"Are you ready to run?"

Goethe immediately rolled his eyes.

"run?"

"Being targeted by that guy, where do you think I can go?"

Goethe asked back.

"If it's someone else, they must sit and wait to die. They can only wait to die."

"But Winchester is different."

"When I met your adoptive father for the first time, I knew that the gap between people is bigger than the gap between humans and dogs. Some people encounter a desperate situation, while others see it as an opportunity. "

Austin said with certainty.

Goethe looked at the Chief of Staff of the Western Federation with some surprise.

Just like what the other party said, the desperation encountered by some people is an opportunity in the eyes of some people.

For example: at this moment!

Being targeted by an unknown god, most people are going to despair.

But Goethe did not.

Not only nothing, he also saw a glimmer of hope.

There is a glimmer of hope that the third extreme baptism can be completed quickly and safely.

Is it a hopeless situation to be stared at by a "god"?

Escaping the gaze of the 'God', is it considered a comeback?

Goethe didn't know.

But Goethe wanted to give it a try.

If successful, he will be even stronger.

If it fails?

He will try his best to delay the opportunity and strive to return to the "Anchor World"——from the moment he guessed that the "Mad King" can kill the opponent's believers and affect the opponent, Goethe's evaluation of the "Anchor World" has once again increased. cut.

Such a guy staring at this place is unscrupulous.

But what happens when staring at the 'anchor world'?

Would the guys who had gathered there remain indifferent?

of course not.

People value territory.

Those guys naturally watched too.

He is definitely not dumping the pot!

It is a strategic retreat!

"Then what do you think should be done?"

Facing Alston's positive guess, Goethe asked again.

"Of course I choose to believe you!"

"I firmly believe that Winchester's 'talent' is unparalleled, just as I believe that his luck is also unparalleled!"

"And you?"

"As his adopted son, he will naturally inherit all of this."

"Your strength already speaks for your talent."

"Now, you just need to prove your luck."

Auston started the car with a serious face.

Goethe sat in the back row, let himself half lean in a comfortable posture, and he whispered to himself——

"luck?"

"My luck will not be bad, as long as..."

"rich!"

Chapter 131 I will stack 99999 layers of BUFF to fight you to the end!

Star City, a warehouse in the northern suburbs.

After the car went straight along the asphalt road for two kilometers, Alston turned into a very hidden path as soon as he turned the steering wheel.

At the end of the path stood soldiers with live ammunition.

After Oston showed his work ID, the soldiers raised the barricade and let them go.

"Goethe, your papers will be available soon."

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