The Emerald Tower

Vol 2 Chapter 655: Flow fire

This is a man wearing an emerald militia costume.

It's not young, but it's not old. It's a young age, with a beard on his chin, covering his fair face, and his eyes are pale brown. He looks at Di with a hesitant look. The three of them raised their arms slightly, and then put them down quickly.

Obviously, the militiaman thought about how to greet Dean.

"Tiger, you take Lauder and Kerr to York City first. I need to deal with something!"

Dean pointed to the militiamen in front of him, and ordered directly.

Lauder and Tiger looked at the militiamen in front of them in surprise.

The other party did not hide his figure, so he could see it at a glance.

However, what the two of them couldn't figure out was how could a militia be related to his own adult?

Especially Lauder glanced at the militia almost instinctively, but still didn't find the slightest.

However, the two would never defy Dean's orders.

"Yes, my lord!"

The two replied, and then, the tiger picked up Lauder, took the engraved earring with the other arm, and ran out at a fast speed. After a few breaths, he was gone.

…-When the two subordinates and his hounds were far away, Dean's gaze fell on the opposing militia again.

When he met Dean's eyes, the militia seemed more embarrassed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean anything..."

The militiaman in front of him opened his mouth and apologized.

"I think we should talk to another place!"

Dean didn't say much, just glanced around.

It is close to the walls of the Emerald City, although it is because the young king has entered. And become heavily guarded. But there is absolutely no shortage of guards.

therefore. If you want to talk about something, it is definitely not a good place.

"of course!"

The militiamen in front of them immediately reacted and nodded repeatedly.

Then, with Dean in front and the militiaman behind, the two quickly left the wall and entered a relatively empty and unmanned field.

After confirming that no one was following and there was no so-called surveillance around. Dean turned around and looked at the opponent again.

Very serious, but with a strange look.

The opponent is strong!

At least they are all true gold levels.

Perhaps Tiger, Lauder, or even Kerr hadn’t noticed it, but for Dean, there was no way to hide it. As the perception reached the golden level, some familiar feelings returned to Dean again, making him more and more Keen.

At least, the person in front of him could not avoid his detection.

As for that with a strange look?

It is because of the performance of the other party.

The opponent didn't seem to be a person with gold level strength at all.

in contrast. The other party seems to be from the country, but has lived in a big city for a period of time like a simple boy-although he has accepted a new life. But it keeps the simplicity it should be.

Dean often sees this kind of performance in young people from the Fecharen Knights, such as Silen, Ike, Mach, Chad, and so on.

And under Dean's eyes, the militia seemed increasingly embarrassed.

However, he is also working hard to show his intentions——

"I don't have the slightest malice, I just need help...if I can!"

Slightly disturbed, the militiaman added something very superfluously.

"Do you need help? What kind of help?"

Although very curious, Dean asked calmly.

Enough experience has already given Dean an understanding of how to deal with the current situation.

Taking the initiative is a good choice, of course, you also need to know the other party's intentions.

"Susanna and Malcolm are ready for a decisive battle, and I don't want to participate in it, but such things cannot change with my will. Similarly, I don't want to accept the olive branch of either Susanna or Malcolm, because , They are all cannibals who don’t spit out bones. I know very well that I helped one of them kill the other. When that one wins, that’s when I get killed..."

Facing Dean's question, the militiamen in front of them became eloquent.

The two names mentioned in his words made Dean frown.

Susanna, the saint of the ring of Mobius.

Malcolm, the name may not be famous, but his identity is omniscient: the high priest of the gods!

Someone who can get involved with these two characters...

Dean immediately had some guesses in his mind.

And as if to confirm Dean’s guess, the militiamen in front of them began to reveal their identity--

"My current name is Eliot, and I own a restaurant in the market of the Emerald Capital. I am very satisfied with my current life, so I don't want it to be broken, but some things are always unavoidable... Mobiu The third son of the Ring of Si, Liuhuo, has seen Lord Zelgaon!"

With a long sigh, the militiamen in front of them...no, no, when the other party uttered the pronoun "Flowing Fire", the aura of the other party's whole body changed.

Although it was still in the attire of the militia, no one would regard it as a militia under the aura.

At the same time, the ‘blood of God’ inside Dean’s chest began to heat up.

The long-lost feeling of hunger appeared again.

This proved that the other party did not lie.

"At the beginning, when'Tianshang' mentioned you to me, I still couldn't believe it—you know, how difficult it is for us to form, not only cost countless manpower and material resources, but also need unspeakable Luck! But you have completed this transformation process relying on yourself. I really have to admire it!"

The change of breath makes "Flowing Fire" seem to have changed personality.

It is no longer the appearance of a simple boy living in a big city before, but has simply become a bard who can talk. At the end of the words, there is even an aria.

"Tianshang..."

Face this name. Dean frowned.

The fifth son of the ring of Mobius: Tianshang.

It was undoubtedly a guy who made Dean wary.

Although the other party did not show malice. even. There was a hint of kindness, but Dean didn't want to believe people who had only met once and didn't have much contact.

It's like the flowing fire in front of you.

Of course, the most fundamental reason is: Dean has always been wary of the Mobius ring.

"Maybe you have misunderstood. I really didn't have any malice when I came to you-I said, I have a great time as a restaurant owner. I don't want to break the current life, so... let's make an alliance. !"

As if seeing Dean's vigilance, the third son "Flowing Fire" explained.

"You have also been involved in the decisive battle between Susanna and Malcolm. Similarly, you will not really believe in any of them, and after the war, you will face the same situation as me! So! , The alliance between the two of us is the most correct, especially after seeing your performance on the city wall. I deeply agree with this!"

"Susanna will give you some benefits to win you over, Malcolm that guy. It will let you join his camp in a more direct way, which is definitely not a good method; just now, the Emerald City defended against the disappearance of the magic circle. , It's the ghost of that guy Malcolm!"

The third **** son "Liu Huo" started that kind of endless narration again, which seemed... quite nagging.

Looking at the Third God's "Flowing Fire", Dean naturally thought of some ladies and gentlemen who used to face strangers completely, but when faced with acquaintances, they kept talking about their friends.

Those friends who are so far away that he almost forgot.

"You said to form an alliance, so... what can you do?"

When the third son of God'Flowing Fire' was about to continue to persuade Dean, Dean interrupted the other party's words and asked directly.

"I can provide you with enough help, both in terms of strength and various information, I am a good ally!"

The third son of God "Liu Huo" laughed.

"It's not enough-trust me, I know some information better than you know, but as for strength?"

Dean shook his head, and looked at the Third God Son "Flowing Fire" with a scrutinizing look.

But the look of the latter was an irrepressible start.

Then he asked with a wry smile: "Did you see it?"

"It’s because you acted too deliberately. You may want to focus my attention on the inconsistent changes in your personality. I did get some attention, but my more attention is still Put it on you-the ring of Mobius, the son of god, and... the blood of god!"

Dean said slowly.

He has never forgotten his speculation: The ‘child of God’ catalyzed by the ‘blood of God’ may be very powerful, but it has considerable limitations.

It is precisely because of this restriction that they choose a more ‘escaped’ approach.

Otherwise, possessing the strength of the gold level, but willing to be ordinary, it is too inconsistent with the experience of the ‘children of God’.

They are not in the true sense, one step at a time, reaching the golden level of the powerhouse, nor did they become bored after experiencing a lot of prosperity.

Therefore, willing to be ordinary is impossible.

On the contrary, the pain, torture, and deaths they have experienced are enough for them to choose more material foundations to make up for themselves.

However, there are certain ‘restrictions’ that make them unable to truly gain ‘freedom’ at all!

Therefore, among the "Children of God" appeared extremely distorted creatures like Burial Corpse and Soul Slaughter.

In the same way, Tianshang also appeared such an unpredictable existence.

As for the current fire?

The identity that the other party said before should be true.

Dean can be sure of this.

But is there any love that the other party said?

Dean is skeptical about this ~www.novelmtl.com~.

"The damn'blood of God'... it's like a tarsus maggot, making my life a mess!"

With a low roar, Liu Huo shrugged at Dean and walked towards the Emerald City.

"Did you leave like this?"

Dean asked.

"Since I can't get your help, then I need to do more preparation!"

Liu Huo replied.

"Maybe, we can talk about it!"

Dean said in a deep voice.

The flow of fire was stunned, but the footsteps stopped involuntarily.

First update~ (to be continued...)

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