The Emerald Tower

The black mist has a strong negative energy aura. People standing around will have a feeling of coldness just by seeing it. .しw0.

But what is more concerned is the violent fluctuations, violent and crazy.

If judged by perception alone, the person in front of you seems to have suddenly become a bucket with the outside covered in ice, but inside, and in the breathing room, the bucket becomes a water tank.

Anyone can see that if we continue, something that people don't want to remember will definitely happen.

"You are all going to die!"

Rong roared ferociously, but his eyes were fixed on Dean.

Among the assignments he got, only the man in front of him was notable.

As for the rest?

In his current state, it is not worth mentioning.

If it weren't for this state, there were many restrictions, and after each use, there would be a great backlash. He would have erased the Storm Tribe in the simplest way.

"Zergaon, under the crown..."

"Noisy!"

The other party wanted to threaten something, but Dean interrupted the other party faintly.

At the same time, a beam of moonlight shone from the evening sky and directly fell on the opponent.

laugh!

It was like holding boiling water to pour the snow. In an instant, the black mist melted, and the negative energy and violent fluctuations disappeared without a trace.

Only one person was left standing there alone.

now. The face of the other party changed drastically.

With the disappearance of negative energy, the power of disguise also disappears. The real face of the other party was revealed-a middle-aged man with a pale face.

The most profound thing is the other party's triangular eyes.

Especially when there is bitterness and panic in it.

"I and Mobius must have a battle, so the threatening words in your mouth don't need to be said at all-I just want to know something, what I want to know!"

Dean said this, and looked at Rand Blast. Asked: "Can you give me a separate room?"

"Of course. Under the crown!"

The young man answered in a reverent tone.

Although he was still surprised and unbelievable at this moment, it was Dean who reached out to him when he was most desperate.

With this alone, young people know what to do.

The young man took Dean and carried the Mobius minions and walked to the largest tree house-that was the young man's room.

Rand Hayate opened the door and looked at the familiar but unfamiliar room.

In the previous moment, Rand Hayate thought that he was about to lose the one in front of him, and he would even lose his life in an unknown corner.

But after a while. But it turned around again.

Everything is restored to its original state.

Rand Hayate looked at everything in front of him, and found the unreality from the bottom of his heart.

A feeling like a world away filled the young man's heart, making his eyes confused.

Hum!

It seemed that he had sensed the master's heart, and the sword of the wind was shaking slightly.

Feel the fluctuations from the sword of wind. Rand Hayate took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became clear. The young man turned to Dean and knelt on one knee and said: "Mianxia, ​​I want to be your follower!"

Dean, who bound Mobius' minions with a beam of moon, looked at the young man who made such a request in surprise.

If he was expelled from the Storm Clan, the opponent would make such a request to him when desperate. Dean would not be surprised.

However, now that the other party has regained control of the Sword of Wind and has the capital to stand up, Dean will naturally be surprised to make such a request at this time.

"Under Mian, such a thing has happened, I need a period of time to wake up, and I hope that this period of time can follow you!"

Seeing Dean's surprise, Rand Hayate said.

And this made Dean even more surprised. Dean looked at the other person young, even with a somewhat immature face, as if looking at an old man who could do nothing.

Does Rand Storm hate the rest of the Storm Clan?

Of course there is. Dean can fully imagine what happened to the other party during this period of time.

Maybe Rand Hayate didn't take any physical damage, but in the soul and mind, that was enough energy to destroy a person.

Words are like a knife!

Dean knows this deeply.

Wasn't he and his wife separated for this reason?

Therefore, no one knows the ‘discourse’ better than Dean, especially the gossip mixed with some unknown people, which is enough to despair.

Under such circumstances, if there is enough counterattack force, it is not too much to do anything.

However, Rand Hayate is different.

Because, while having hatred for the Hayate tribe, Rand Hayate also has love.

The place where I grew up is called "home"!

No matter who you are, you can't let go of your feelings about'home'.

Therefore, Rand Hayate chose to leave temporarily.

It takes a period of calm for young people to understand how they should face the current Haifeng tribe.

Dean thought a little bit in his heart and grasped the young man's mentality.

He has no objection to this.

"We need to face that evil god, you will be one of the indispensable forces!"

Dean said so.

"understand!"

Rand Hayate nodded and turned around and walked out of the room. However, when he reached the door, he turned around and respectfully saluted Dean: "Thank you again for everything you have done for me, you His achievements will be remembered and spread by the entire Storm Tribe for generations!"

After speaking, the young man walked out and closed the door.

Dean is smiling.

Isn't this what he wants to achieve?

The achievements memorized and spread from generation to generation. Naturally, the power of faith will be produced, and moreover. After experiencing the initial hugeness, there will be a long flow.

It was like his soul who wanted to follow from the heart.

Dean turned his head and looked at Mobius' minions-the rest is naturally the other half.

"I will not betray the crown!"

Triangular eyes looked at Dean pretendingly.

"is it?"

Dean asked with a smile.

"of course!"

Triangular eyes stalked his neck and replied.

However, the next moment, the triangular eyes wailed frantically.

A white flame appeared on the opponent's left hand, slowly burning.

Burning of flames. For the human body. It is definitely a pain in the top ranks, especially when Dean controls his strength and burns his opponent in a very slow manner, making every minute and a second become as long as a year, and in such a long period of time. Under the premise, the pain immediately increased exponentially.

Of course, Dean gave him more than pain.

His voice was as slow as a flame of control, and it rang in the opponent's ears--

"Do you know? When I walked into the Stormwind Tribe. I found you and the Stormwind Sword! Your disguise is very good, and the Stormwind Sword is hidden very secretly, and even uses the power of alchemy to completely complete its breath It is covered up, but under my'domain'. Everything becomes apparent! Is it hard to understand? In fact, it is not difficult, don't you find that my power is very similar to the power of Mobius? "

"Yes, you guessed it, it's the'moon'! It's just that Mobius's'moon' was swept off the altar, and mine is on the altar-one up and down. , Is it amazing? Mobius is a hunting mentality to me. And why am I not in the same mentality? There is only one "moon" after all!"

"And what are you caught in it? Abandoned son? Well, indeed abandoned son! After all, Mobius knows my details very well, but under this premise, Mobius Si still sent you out! Think about the sunset city-states, the thunder city-states, the flame city-states, and the frost city-states. Didn't you realize that only the Storm Tribe you are in is very different?"

Dean's voice turned into a sword, attacking the opponent's defense.

Obviously, Dean's half-truth and half-false words played a considerable role.

"Nonsense! I won't do that!"

Triangular eyes yelled loudly, resisting the pain.

"Won't do this? Then, can you tell me, since Mobius won't do this, why let me have the opportunity to face you directly! It clearly knows that you don't have any chance, but it has to send you My hand! Don’t you think it’s weird? Even, I’m guessing, the scene before me, it also anticipated-it needs to pass through your mouth to convey some wrong information to me! Tsk, it’s the style of Mobius. what!"

Facing Dean's rhetorical question, the triangular eyes were silent.

Dean's last words have become the last straw that overwhelms his defense.

Because, as Dean said, Mobius had done this before.

And, more than once.

At that time, he had laughed at that guy's unlucky and reckless life.

However, when he became the one being mocked, he found that such a thing was not funny at all.

He couldn't laugh at all.

"No, it's all your guess!"

The triangular eyes roared again.

Seeing what the other person looked like, Dean smiled in his heart.

This is just a dying struggle for the other party!

When the other party was silent before ~www.novelmtl.com~ the psychology has been compromised.

Dean, who has considerable experience in torture, can tell at a glance.

And Dean was not in a hurry.

Even if he needs more time to be wealthy now, Dean knows better that if he wants to get everything the other party knows out of the other's mouth, he needs to take his time.

Torture is more than pain and insult.

Patience is also required.

This is true for both the torturer and the tortured.

Fortunately, torturers generally take the initiative.

Dean happens to play this role.

ps first update~ (to be continued. (.))

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