Overturned Tower

This is the trophy he captured with his own hands.

When he has time later, he will naturally disassemble and taste the memory of the maze carefully.

Originally, he was in a good mood because he saw the "Godfather", so he let the maze go for a while... But he still dared to come back and make trouble.

Do you really think you can't catch him?

Immediately after his "Cartoon World" was destroyed by Moonstone's self-destruct, Tovatus appeared and captured him.

He looked at the labyrinth, frowning slightly: "Interesting. Kamaltha actually instigated a mage without telling us... What does he want to do?

"Or, what does Tianen Group want to do?"

Tovatus knew very well that this never existed in the plans of the elves.

After all, more than half of the existing elves are mages of the old era.

They've known for a long time that a new mage has been born...but that doesn't matter at all.

Since the lower city was originally a phenomenon led by the elves, so the sky islands with completely different living habits are so unified, then how could they not have expected the appearance of these naturally uncoded people?

Just like the screening system for demons in various sky islands.

If they really want to detect and prevent demons, they have a more appropriate and safer composite method...

In fact, it might be better to say that they are "cultivating demons".Anyway, even if the demons appear, they can't hurt them; even if they cause death or injury, it doesn't matter.Elves don't care so much about life and death.

To be precise, it is not cultivating demons, but cultivating psykers... Demons are just another form of psykers.

——Why do different sky islands have completely different "themes"?

Precisely because they have to distinguish distinct living environments.Only in this way can more than 1 completely different spiritual powers be born.

The birth of "spiritual energy" was only a hundred years ago.Thinking about it, it seems like it happened yesterday.

And the same goes for these new mages.

Although there are completely different combinations of spells, there are completely different possibilities... but the dream world has a unique starting point.

Old mages like them would naturally know what types of spells young mages might possess.

After all, it's only been a few years... No matter what path, where they can go, or what spells they can get, they all know it in their hearts.

They came along these roads back then.The spells used by these new generation mages are all things that have been eliminated by them.

Therefore.

The information about the lower city is not important at all; the information about mages and the dream world is even more so.Tianen Group has no reason to capture a mage alive.

As far as Tovatus knew, Taoyuan Island was peaceful—the church wanted to send angels, and they naturally let the angels settle in.Just like the analysis of the Godfather, the angels will be driven away after a short stay.

If they really need a mage to do something, they can just find someone of their own kind to do it.

Because history is blocked, few people still remember now... The name "Thoth Psychic" actually appeared before the world's first psychic was born.

According to the research of Thoth's spiritual energy, there are only more than 8000 kinds of spiritual energy.

And if a "demon" is hatched from a certain psionic energy, it will solidify in the present world.

This means that if they can accumulate the number of demons and illegal psykers to 8000 at the same time... they will exhaust all the possibilities of "psychic power".

——What will appear then?

This is the "problem" pursued by all elves.It is the "answer" expected by the "84 people" who bear the fate.

In fact, the elves have already registered these more than 8000 kinds of psychic powers—the emergence of the lower city was originally to speed up the process of this social experiment.And with the help of "Xiacheng District", the psionic energy has already been collected and sorted out.Now it has entered the cycle stage of experimentation... This is the "most important value" that the lower city has lost.

Of course the "Godfather" could not have known about this.

He has tried his best to analyze, but what he doesn't know is what he doesn't know.

Tovatus felt that he might have known the ultimate answer to the "question" that the elves were looking for.

——He witnessed the existence of psionic energy that "does not exist in this world".

"I really hope that one day he will complete the transfer and know the name of his psychic ability..."

Just thinking about it made Torvatus tremble with excitement.

But Tovatus would never deliver this answer to his fellow race, because it was by no means the answer they expected.

If one day, I die.

Tovatus never wanted his memory to enter the minds of dull people through the mother tree.Once he is reincarnated, the new "discordant" may not choose the same path as him.

After all, he has gone through two reincarnations, and he didn't find the value of his existence until this life.

He would rather turn all of himself into such a blank mask and hand it over to the godfather.

Turn yourself into fuel for the stage, to create new possibilities...possibilities that don't exist in this world.

Let me witness the miracle.

Let me witness the fallen tower—

"How careless, godfather..."

The black-haired young boy looked at Quanshu who was lying on the ground, a black curtain emerged from the void and slowly covered Quanshu's body: "But I will help you finish it."

Although he failed to protect him to repay the favor, but helping him to close the tail can be regarded as "saving" him once.

"Although I don't know what they captured you for, but to prevent the Tianen Group's people from habitually searching the captive's memory...

"—I'd better delete all the parts where Alice appears."

Chapter 61 Bad Day News

After that, a few more days passed.It's the beginning of July.

When Russell came home from get off work and opened the door, he heard the sound of the TV in the house.

He walked over quietly with a little vigilance, and saw a figure that was already a little too familiar, lying on his sofa so familiarly.

Bad Day held an open bag of potato chips in his hand, next to the steaming Coca-Cola, and on the table was a bag of prunes that had just been opened and had only eaten two bites.

Next to it is the TV that Russell rarely turns on once in half a month, and it is showing a variety show in which the newly debuted idol group "Cola Flavored Gummy" is participating.

The only advantage is that he didn't step directly on the sofa at Russell's house—

Although Bad Ri didn't take off his shoes, there was about a finger's width between his feet and the sofa.He stepped into the void like this, but his back sank deeply into the soft sofa.

"Oh, you're back."

The bad day will not turn back, he said very naturally.

"You talk like this is your home."

Russell sighed.

He walked to the single sofa next to him, sat down and took a sip of Coke.

"Just here?"

Through the temperature of the cola, Russell judged that the time for the bad day to enter the door should be within 10 minutes.

"uh-huh."

Bad day is noncommittal.

He handed the potato chips to Russell: "Would you like some?"

"No. I'm a potato wedge pie and don't eat chips."

After Russell finished refusing, he raised his eyebrows and realized something: "Have you started bringing your own snacks?"

"Mainly because you have desserts in the fridge. Whether it's cake, pudding or cheese tart, it doesn't go well with Coke."

Bad Day added a piece of potato chips to his mouth, and said vaguely: "I feel that with Coke, those desserts are not so sweet. Sure enough, fried chicken and potato chips are better with coke... Bring you potato wedges next time?"

"You have brought your own snacks, can't you bring a bottle of Coke?"

"No."

On a bad day, the answer is: "The Coke that doesn't cost money at my friend's house is much better than the one I bought."

Russell squatted on the narrow single sofa, huddled in a ball inside, and asked lazily: "I asked you to investigate earlier?"

"really."

Bad Ri nodded: "I also checked some other things..."

He turned over and sat up suddenly, and looked at Russell with a subtle smile: "Is the barber right? Godfather?"

"...Please don't mention that. It's kind of embarrassing for you to say that."

Russell sighed helplessly.

"I think it's pretty good. At least the task has been overfulfilled, right?"

Bad Day shrugged, gagged himself, and took another sip of Coke: "And just so happened, the deer head statue also mentioned it before. She said that you can't use Ultramarine for your title in the Tower of Babel.

"There are very few people who use this title. Except for your admirers and black fans, basically no one takes this name... so there is a risk of revealing your identity."

"so?"

"Your code name in the Tower of Babel is Barber. I think it's a good name... Hair is the thread of troubles. Barber is the one who eradicates troubles."

"Actually, what I mean is that someone who can approach the opponent with a sharp knife without being alerted..."

"Is that the barber?"

Bad Ri was stunned when he heard the words, and couldn't help complaining: "That's the barber."

"One meaning—a barber sounds nicer, more refined. A barber sounds like he chops people's heads off."

"But as far as I know, that's true."

Bad Ri said with a smile: "That little Liuli, you chopped off his head?

"Didn't you knock off the head with one shot in the place of the strangulation?"

"...Why do you seem to know everything?"

Russell frowned: "There are no cameras in the downtown area."

"what."

Bad day heard the words, couldn't help laughing out loud.

He stretched out two greasy fingers that had just squeezed potato chips, pointing to his eyes vaguely: "Since I can accurately cut people through the wall, how can I not see through the wall?"

"...What exactly is your psychic power? It can levitate, pass through walls and see through. Are you selling it?"

"I won't tell you the name. You just need to know that it's related to 'distance'."

As Bad Ri said, he handed over dried plums: "Would you like a sip? This is a secret from my family. It will taste better if you drink Coke with Huamei in your mouth."

Russell didn't refuse either.

Somewhat curious, Mei took a sip of Coke with her mouth in her mouth.

Then he almost choked on Huamei.

Seeing this, Bad Ri laughed.

After laughing, under Russell's annoyed stare, his expression instantly became serious: "Seriously speaking, don't use your own code name directly, but use your avatar's code name... This is also to block curse killing .”

no doubt.

What he is talking about now is precisely about Alice's curse-killing incident.

"Locked to that person?"

Hearing what he cared about, Russell became more energetic: "I hear what you mean... Didn't kill it?"

"Not only did I find it."

Bad Ri said meaningfully: "And it's pretty smooth."

"You mean..."

Russell thought about it.

"Camalth's confidant. At least it can be confirmed that the matter is directly related to him."

"That's pretty good."