Overturned Tower

"You don't think you can really keep him, do you, stupid lion?"

Tovatus' expression turned cold.

He didn't even look at Call Hang, but eagerly looked at the barber beside him.

Unprecedented and undisguised greed erupted in his wine-red pupils: "Strangulation can't tolerate you, barber. The way of anger is too narrow for you, and those dregs in the lower city can't understand your thoughts , and the company will see you as a sworn enemy—come with me, barber.

"This world is like a birdcage to you. And I am the one who can give you the key."

Hearing the wild words of the discordant, the barber suddenly didn't know what to say.

At the beginning, he sprayed a round in all directions, and he didn't know how to answer it.

The barber could only smile helplessly, and put his hands back into his pockets.

He lowered his head slightly, and looked at Torvatus: "It's not the downtown area, and it's not the company. Then what position do you want to use to win me over?"

"position?"

The immature elf kid smiled.

He finally stopped covering up, or opened his eyes like a half-sleeping demon god.

This naive child with a sick temperament said lightly: "I don't need that kind of thing.

"—I am the position itself, and the world should cater to me."

"Then if I promise you, who will you take me for?"

The barber raised his eyebrows: "Brothers? Friends? Like-minded people? People who can tell the truth? Inheritors? Teachers?"

On the contrary, Tovatus was a little surprised.

"Why do you think so?"

He replied without hesitation: "Of course it is my most precious collection. I will protect you well."

"... The key you promised to the caged bird is another cage?"

The barber even laughed angrily: "Do you treat me like a pet?"

"Your words are a joke. How is this floating island, or even this planet, different from a giant birdcage? If it wasn't for work requirements, I'm afraid you will never be far away from your hometown in your life. The world is as big as you What does it matter? The place that can never be reached is just the scenery map of the game.

"Look at you now, the daily free food is taken when you are hungry; it does not create value or engage in creation; the range of activities is only a little; it has beautiful feathers and only makes some chirping sounds. But except for the owner , everyone else sees it as loud noise..."

Tovatus put his hands on his chest and said as a matter of course: "Except for a bird, what else can you be?

"But don't be afraid, I will take care of you... No one can understand your value better than I. At least I will not try to make a bird fight with a lion."

Russell finally understood.

If it is said that strangulation only regards "mages" as the same kind.

Then the elves even go one step further—even mages have no special status for them.

"First of all... I'm human."

The barber said word by word: "If you don't realize this, then pretend we have never met today."

"Secondly? By the way, are you negotiating terms with me, little bird?"

Tovatus smiled and took half a step back: "Okay, then I will talk to you about the conditions. If you are still unwilling after hearing this, I will never wrong you."

Hearing this, the high-level members of the organization present, as well as the ordinary members on the fringe, gathered their gazes.

Join in the fun, join in the fun, care about, and be curious about.

But no matter who it is, they are curious about what kind of exciting price Torvatus can offer as the leader of the veil of ignorance and as an elf.

But people soon realized that they still underestimated Torvatus.

Because that naive child said lightly in front of everyone like this:

"So—how about immortality like a dragon?"

Chapter 36 bored, give you a shot

If it were another person, saying such a thing would only make people feel ridiculous.

It's like the dream talk of a fanatic.

But the person who said this was the leader of the veil of ignorance, and even an elf—it was absolutely impossible for him to brag about such an issue that everyone would pay attention to.

That will only lower your status and meaninglessly reduce the credibility of your words.

Even if Tovatus is exaggerating and concealing something... But generally speaking, there should be no problem.

"...Eternal life."

The first person to express his emotion was the short man with bat ears and shoulders transformed into a sound prosthesis the day before yesterday.

That's the host.As a trustworthy and reliable thug, he was also brought over by being strangled.

But even he didn't think of it, after he finished speaking subconsciously.

The atmosphere around here has changed.

greedy.envy.

full of malice.eager to try.

From all directions, many eyes were on the barber.

"--rhythm."

Strangling reprimanded in a low voice.

"I know, I know..."

Rhythm waved his hands again and again, smiled wryly and whispered: "I was wrong, boss..."

He also realized later that he shouldn't have said that sentence.

But at this moment, the barber sneered disdainfully.

The squinting blue-haired youth has no awe of elves.

He sneered mercilessly: "Eternal life? This word alone can't deceive people. Rather than saying that what people want to have is eternal life, it is better to say that they enjoy wealth forever, hold power forever, and stay forever. It is a long life. The knowledge, wealth, contacts and status accumulated in the life span will bring positive feedback to one's own life.

"If I put the wage slaves in the upper city into cans and let their brains drive the mechanical body to work, that is also a kind of eternal life. But the endless, never-ending work, how is it different from the endless purgatory ?

"Let me become an eternal pet, an eternal collectible? It's better to go to the upper city and be a dog for the company! At least there will be a time of relief!

"I would rather die a short and brilliant death than live such a humble life!"

The barber's voice was not loud, and it was no different from his usual voice.

But after his words fell, they overwhelmed all the whispers in the arena.

For a while, there was only the roar of machines around.

But the heart of the "barber" is like a mirror:

--found it!

Although it is only a clue at present, it has invisibly confirmed the existence of that truth.

One of the three secrets that the deer head asked Russell to help find, "the secret of the immortality of the dragon", is indeed in the hands of the elves!

It's really strange, but the mystery of the dragon's eternal life is mastered by the elves... It seems that they can grant this eternal life qualification to others?

Obviously the truth was right in front of us, but the barber didn't have the slightest sense of urgency on his face.

It is at this time that you have to show that you don't care:

"...I'm surprised. What gave you confidence and made you feel that such a price is enough to buy me?"

The barber looked down at Tovatus, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth: "Or, do you think... I can be fooled by such a stupid thing?"

"--presumptuous!"

The first person to speak was the reformer standing in the other corner.

A synthetic sound full of mechanical sense sounded.

That was the thug brought by Torvatus, and he should also be a senior member in the Veil of Ignorance.

He was dressed in black, with a metal mask on his head that completely covered his face, so he couldn't see his original appearance-this level of transformation, as well as the texture of the synthesized sound, were cut off from the night before The one on the lover's arm is almost exactly the same...but the barber can't tell they are the same person just by the way the other walks.

But just before he tried to pull out the knife, the "Peacemaker" that could be held with one hand was already pulled out first, and pressed against the reformed man's chest.

At the same time, Hang Shou appeared next to the man at some point, and his huge right hand tightly held the forearm of the man who was about to draw the knife, making him unable to move.

"I'm talking to your master, what's the matter with you?"

The barber's eyes, which were always squinted, opened slightly.

The chuckle that was always on his lips still didn't disappear, and his soft voice seemed to be just a joke.

However, the half-ultramarine and half-red flames were burning wildly in the bottom of his pupils.

A dangerous breath emanated from the barber.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.

"never mind."

After a while, the barber sighed and lost interest: "Boring."

Just when people thought he was going to put down the gun, he suddenly moved the muzzle up a bit, pointed it at the opponent's jaw obliquely, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a muffled sound, the blood and broken iron exploded immediately!

The man's head was indeed solid, and there was no obvious damage from the shotgun bombardment at close range.

But the shooting at this angle and at this distance caused his metal-made head to tear off his spine, and was sent flying backwards by the impact!

Blood and minced meat splashed from the neck, and the head flew backwards like a ball.

Seeing that it was about to hit a machine, another mage with a leopard head made a move.

He pointed to the head, and the head immediately hung in the air.

Then he pointed to the ground casually.The head seemed to be pulled by some force, and it crashed into the direction he pointed like a comet.

Because of this, the alarm did not sound.

"No problem, he attacked me first."

While wiping the blood-stained muzzle of the gun, the barber looked at Tovatus, squinted his eyes and showed a harmless smile: "You must be able to judge fairly, right?"

Paradise Bird suddenly became nervous.

——You first rejected the other party's kindness forcefully, and then killed his subordinates without asking a word...don't talk to him like this at this time!

But completely contrary to Paradise Bird's expectations, Tovatus didn't seem to have any feeling about his men being killed on the spot.

"You're right, it's really boring when this happens."

Tovatus nodded in agreement.

The youngest son also showed obvious disgust: "He dared to answer for me before I spoke?"

"Yeah, yeah...so, that one is also your collection?"

The barber said angrily, "Is he jealous of me?"

"……what?"

Tovatus showed astonishment on his face.

He froze for a moment, but laughed out loud: "This is the sentence you said that irritated me the most today, barber."

"Ah, sorry sorry."

The barber read a few words without sincerity.

Tovatus couldn't help but ordered casually: "Take care of this idiot, it really embarrasses me.

"Did he see that I was an elf and think that I would be like those stupid short-lived directors who like to be flattered?"

He had absolutely no intention of finding a place for his subordinates.No one else in the room thought there was any problem with this.

Then it was as if nothing had happened—even the froze atmosphere became joyful.

The leaders of the various organizations were pointing and laughing, laughing unceremoniously at that fool who dared to provoke the barber.