I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

Manstein was lying on the top floor of the Tower of Babel, in front of the old man's office, flicking his tail in boredom.

boring.

He grabbed his own tail and put it in his mouth.

molar.

Rommel came out of the tower owner's office scratching his head in distress, and was caught by Manstein.

Manstein raised his dragon eyes, got up happily, took two steps forward, flicked his tail happily, trotted towards Rommel, stared at Rommel curiously, "The old man called you so early What are you doing here?"

Rommel said angrily, "I want to eat."

Hearing this, Manstein grinned and looked at the hard-working Rommel, gloating, "Then go get busy."

Rommel took a deep breath, looked at him with a serious expression, "Manstein, do you think something is wrong with the teacher these days?"

"What's wrong?" Da Bailong sat down, his paws were grinding the ground, and he looked at his little brother boredly, "Isn't it still the same?"

Rommel looked at his nervous brother, sighed, reached out and touched his dragon claw, "Have you recently..."

Taiyi appeared out of nowhere, with a cold and serious expression, "Your Excellency Rommel, please complete the task arranged by the tower master quickly."

Rommel slowly closed his mouth, glanced at the ignorant Manstein, pursed his lips, turned his head and left.

"I don't understand, what is this doing?" Manstein tilted the dragon's head, his golden dragon eyes looked at Rommel's receding back, and shrugged humanely.

However, Taiyi turned around suddenly, looked at Manstein, his face softened, "Master Manstein, Lord Tower Master invites you to enter."

"Call me?" Manstein raised his paw and pointed to himself in surprise, "Why did the teacher suddenly call me over?"

His scales were half erected, and he looked at Taiyi with some vigilance.

If you are suddenly called away by the boss while fishing, it must be a bad thing.

Taiyi bowed slightly calmly and persistently, "Please go for a while."

Manstein pursed his lips and changed into a human form, reluctantly walking towards the old man's office step by step.

Taiyi looked at the heir who had habitually taken off his hood and no longer concealed his face, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?" Manstein stepped into the office that he hadn't stepped into for a long time—since Rommel came back, the teacher left himself aside and asked Rommel for everything.

Sure enough, the tools that have been used for a long time are easier for people to use?

"Are you here?" The old man put down the report in his hand, looked at Manstein who was far away from him, and said with a smile in his voice, "What are you doing so far away? Come closer."

Manstein moved forward in small steps, preparing to run away if the teacher was to be dragged to work.

"Come closer," the old man patted the table dissatisfied, "Are you so afraid of me?"

Manstein had no choice but to get closer, and honestly looked at the old man behind the desk.

It seems... Rommel was right.

The old man was indeed different.

Before, the old man's eyes were mostly impassive—to put it another way, it would be dull.

But now, the old man looked at him with extremely gentle eyes, which reminded him in a trance of the time when he was just taken in as an apprentice by the old man.

At that time, the old man, even though he was also in charge of the Tower of Babel, was not as aggressive as he is now, and even most of the time, he was quite kind.

So his tone became a little more respectful, "Teacher, what do you want from me?"

The old man didn't speak, and stared at him for a long time, which made Manstein tremble, with goosebumps appearing on his arms, and he couldn't lower his head to avoid the old man's gaze.

"Look up," the old man was a little dissatisfied, and said in an uncompromising tone, "let me take a good look at you."

Manstein had no choice but to raise his head obediently.

Man Yan Wang, who is already known as a fierce man in the Ether Academy, has matured a lot and is no longer the proud little dragon who walked behind the old man's buttocks, but at this moment, he is still obediently standing in front of the old man , like a cat with a smooth fur.

"It's really good, you've grown up." The old man tapped his fingers on the table with a hint of emotion, and after a while, he said softly, "It's no longer the high-spirited brat who always got into trouble and needed me to wipe your ass."

Manstein pursed his lips, "Yeah, the edges and corners have been sharpened by the years." He looked at the old man and said with some hesitation, "Teacher, why do you suddenly want to tell me this today?"

"Aren't you used to it?" The old man supported the table and stood up with a gentle smile. He straightened Manstein's collar, and then a trace of regret slipped in his eyes, "Probably because people are getting older and are more likely to be sentimental."

He paused, his expression became more serious, "Do you know why I gave you this name?"

Manstein was startled and shook his head.

The old man seemed to want to open his mouth to say something, but he moved his lips twice, and then slowly closed them again. After a while, he closed his eyes tiredly, "It's okay if you don't know."

He tapped his fingers on the table, pondered for a while, "I gave Rommel a special force, if you want..."

Manstein took a big step back suddenly, shook his head frantically and waved his hands rapidly, every hair and every cell in his body revealed rejection, "I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it!"

The old man was stunned for a while, looked at Manstein who was crazily rejecting, couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"It's fine, it's fine," he was like an old man looking at his useless grandson, although the grandson was tired and lazy, he was happy no matter what he looked at, "Since this is the case..."

He sat down slowly and thought for a long time.

"Then you go back."

Manstein raised an eyebrow.

"Go back," the old man smiled softly, "Go back to your tattered dragon's den, I keep you here forcibly, and you are fishing every day."

Manstein immediately showed a ferocious and brilliant smile.

"Sleep well today," the old man stared at Manstein, "huddle in your dragon's den, don't hear any sound, cover your ears, and sleep well."

Manstein looked at him puzzled.

"Sleep well," the old man kept repeating this sentence, and finally, he showed a not-so-good-looking smile, "As for waking up tomorrow, whether it's a good dream or a nightmare, it depends on your luck."

He stood up slowly again, with a straight posture, and in an instant changed from the kind grandfather just now to the indifferent and murderous Tower of Babel. He raised a hand and pointed to the door, "Now, let's go."

Manstein looked at him in bewilderment.

"go!"

Manstein jumped a little in fright, and walked away muttering, "Scared me to death, why are you so fierce all of a sudden."

Looking at his receding back, the old man suddenly seemed to let go of all his strength, and slowly sat down on the chair.

Taiyi slowly appeared beside him.

"Rommel's script deviation can be explained by accident, he should not have seen Guderian's daughter sent to Gotham by us; It is not surprising that the awakening of consciousness is cultivated in the direction of the master; however, Manstein..."

She was silent for a while, "Manstein's script deviated purely because you softened your heart."

"He should have guarded the throne of the old king with a long knife and offered his blood for the new emperor's enthronement."

"Yes, I'm relenting." The old man stared at the report on the table and closed his eyes wearily.

"When I saw that Rommel accidentally bumped into an unextinguished furnace, I felt that there might be something called God's will in the dark."

"According to the original script, he should have been executed by you for the crime of treason." Taiyi said expressionlessly, "Add another layer of anger to Your Excellency Su Bai's rebellion."

"After all, that's the child I hugged and coaxed since I was a kid," the old man said softly with his eyes closed, "When I used to write scripts, I always liked to add a tragic and dramatic ending to the supporting characters, so that it makes sense." dramatic impact, but these three kids..."

He opened his eyes, with tenderness in them, "I would rather indulge my sensibility."

"It makes me feel that I'm still a human being." He whispered, like a repentant Satan kneeling before the throne of God.

"Taiyi, tell me, am I still human?" He raised his head and asked the woman.

The blue phantom pursed her lips and shook her head slowly.

"Ha." The old man smiled sarcastically, not knowing who he was laughing at.

He straightened his formal attire, stood up slowly, with a solemn expression, "It is enough to not use the blood of those supporting actors to pave the throne for the protagonist, and crucify the devil on the pillar of shame."

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Manstein returned to his dragon's lair, rolled comfortably on the Golden Mountain twice, and stretched himself.

"It's still comfortable at home." He struggled to free his paws, tilted the dragon's head, thinking about the strange old man, "What's wrong with the teacher today? He just said some weird things."

"Let's go to sleep." He rubbed the shiny gold in his arms, yawned, and fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that the old man's inexplicable words made him pay more attention, after all, he didn't sleep to death.

When he opened his eyes again ignorantly, the outside of the cave was already filled with blood from the setting sun.

In the direction of the Tower of Babel, the sky was full of artillery fire, and countless giant dragons roared, roared, and fought in the air.

"Damn it!" He stepped out of the cave abruptly, leaving behind the old man's instructions to "sleep well and don't come out", and spread his wings and flew towards the Tower of Babel.

"Who is coming!"

A mighty roar came, and a fiery red dragon rushed straight towards him, and then the fire dragon patted its wings in surprise, "Manstein?"

"Who are you?" Manstein was furious as he watched the flames of battle everywhere in the Tower of Babel, "What are you going to do?!"

Fire Dragon was silent for a while, "It's me."

"I don't care who you are... Fuck! Guderian!!!" Dabailong's sharp and hoarse voice pierced the sky.

"it's me."

"You, me, you..." Dabai Long's eyes widened, "What... are you doing?"

A sternness flashed in the huge fire dragon's eyes.

"Kill the tower master."

Although the journey went terribly smoothly, the old tower owner didn't even call out the war robot, as if he was really caught off guard.

None of the chess pieces they opened up along the way was used.

Manstein could not quite believe what he was hearing.

"Xiaobai has already gone," Guderian glanced at the direction of Babel Tower, and slowly made way for Dabailong.

"If you go now, you should be able to understand why we did this."

The big white dragon took a deep look at him, then quickly flapped his wings and flew away.

"Ji Qiu, Team Zhou, make way for Manstein, don't stop him."

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The top floor of the Tower of Babel, the main office of the tower.

The delicious food on the table was overturned, and the steaming aroma of the dishes mixed with the strong smell of blood.

Taiyi stood aside quite indifferently, looking at the old tower owner who was stepped on by Su Bai - to be precise, she was pointed at the head by Ji Xiaqing with a knife.

"Ahem, Xiaobai." The old man spit out blood foam, smiled ferociously and gently, and slowly lay down on his back, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, "Let me take a closer look at you."

With a blank expression on his face, Su Bai forcefully pushed the dagger into the old man's left arm, and slashed down hard.

The entire left arm fell off, and blood spattered all over her face.

"This is an explanation to the innocent people underground." She gritted her teeth.

"Innocents? There are no innocents at all. They all deserve what they deserve." The old man smiled happily, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

"This is an explanation for humans." She cut off the old man's right arm.

"Humans? Humans are living very well and are still moving forward."

Blue veins popped out between Su Bai's forehead.

"Xiaobai..." The old man lost his arms, but still struggled, and slowly sat up, with a smile on his face that Su Bai couldn't figure out, "You'd better leave me a whole body."

He didn't resist at all when Su Bai suddenly came in with a knife to kill her.

"This way, it's better to judge me."

Su Bai's lips moved slightly, his face was splashed with fresh blood, and his pupils were blood red.

"Give me a good time, Xiaobai, just take it as..." the old tower owner smiled weakly, "Just take it as a reward for raising you for so many years."

"Xiaobai! What the hell are you doing!" Manstein rushed in and punched Rommel in the face who blocked him, with a grim expression, "That's your teacher!"

The old tower owner's eyes widened suddenly, and then he roared angrily, "Manstein! You bastard! Unfilial apprentice!"

Manstein stopped in his tracks and froze in place.

"I've thought about you for once in my whole life! You fucking don't admit it! You bastard! Rommel! Stop him!"

Rommel hugged Manstein from behind fiercely, his arm muscles exerted strength, and tightly clasped his waist.

"Xiaobai," the old man looked at Su Bai beggingly, "give me a good time, hurry up."

With trembling hands, Su Bai sent the dagger into the old man's heart.

"Cough..." The old man spat out blood foam, looked at the dagger that pierced him, and smiled slowly on the corner of his lips, "Okay, very good, Xiaobai."

He raised his eyes and looked at Su Bai who was already in tears.

"Be a good tower master."

"Unfortunately, I didn't look at that bastard Guderian..."

His voice was so weak that he couldn't hear clearly, and he closed his eyes.

Ji Xiaqing let go of Taiyi's hand.

Su Bai slowly knelt down on the ground and closed his eyes.

She killed her teacher.

The three brothers and sisters executed the dictator of Babel.

The Tower of Babel has lost forever the owner who controlled it for 800 years.

The author has something to say: 3. True or false, please judge whether the following sentences are true or false: ([-] points)

The tower master is dead, so the fifth master is also dead.

Hehehehehe~ This is not a big scene, the big scene is yet to come~

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Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution:. . . . . . . . . 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!