He probably didn't think it was fun or killing people to relieve his anger, he just wanted to do it and then actually took action.

"Amon is still too young."

Medici lit a cigarette for himself and complained lightly:

"He left his destiny to you before and drove away from Origin Castle. Now he is worried that you, who has a destiny, will get ahead of Him. It is really too petty. When I think of the Lord asking me to teach Him, I feel ashamed.

Fortunately, He never told me about my education."

...What kind of complaint is this? I don't ask you for anything else, as long as you don't tell me if you cause trouble in the future... Klein turned this sentence out of his mind with a complicated mood.

The corresponding clips were quickly pasted on the faces of Medici and Amon. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, feeling that his mood seemed to be better and not as uncomfortable as before.

Klein asked casually:

"Then what would you do if it were you?"

"Me? Of course I want to show you a good show, the best way to show compassion and enlightenment is that you like to stay with humans, so I will try my best to provide benefits to Moon City and Silver City. Anyway, there is nothing else in the outside world.

You can only guard your faith resources here."

Without thinking, Medici answered seriously and dusted off the cigarette ashes with his fingers:

"You have a family, so I will bless your family. Of course the Lord of Mysteries has the power of destiny. When the time comes, I will add good luck to your brothers, sisters and the surrounding relatives and friends, so that they can live a happy life.

, even if you lose your humanity in the future, will you be indifferent when you see it? Even if you are emotionally indifferent, you will know intellectually that you owe me a favor."

"In short, if I need you to help me block the Lord of Mysteries, I must let you think of me, so that you will take the initiative to work hard to live. And killing and imprisoning are always the worst ways, not to mention

,hehehe——"

Medici took a long puff of cigarette and sneered:

"He doesn't have the guts to kill you yet."

War Angel made the stakes clear in just a few words. Klein nodded slightly, not surprised.

This is his weakness, and there is nothing wrong with that, but some people know how to win-win, while some people only use their weakness to threaten.

Klein is not a completely temperless soft persimmon. Whenever he is really pushed into a corner, the chase like the one before will happen.

"Amon is such a bad boy. He was not very rebellious when he was a child. At most, he liked to play pranks. But at that time, who would really take the pranks of a little angel who had never experienced the troubled times of the Lord conquering the gods to heart?

superior?"

Medici also felt that he was a little sentimental, but he couldn't help but said angrily:

"The Lord himself is also partial. The person He wanted to become the Lord of Mysteries was a little guy at that time. Later Bethel Abraham was never prepared to push Amon forward. Although there was no real blood relationship, it was still his own.

Creation, own child.”

"After that, without being in charge of him, he became more and more excessive and lawless. In the fourth era, he went against the gods and turned to Tudor. After Tudor fell, he ran directly back to the place abandoned by the gods. His mind is very simple.

I only know that I am aloof and have never thought of assessing the situation. I have no choice. After all, birds are not very big-brained in order to fly, not to mention this little crow who is pampered by his master and does not distinguish between east, west and north."

Amon in the God-Forsaken Land felt his nose itching at this moment, or looked around as if someone was speaking ill of him.

Klein looked at the Red Angel with admiration. It was the first time he had seen such a vivid and vivid image of the yin and yang, and he still had a lot to learn in the future.

"Let's not talk about that kid, he is very unlucky!"

Medici didn't talk about Hermes, and jumped directly to the customs and customs of various places that Hermes had delayed talking about before. He chatted with Klein. As they walked, the outline of Silver City grew larger and larger on the horizon ahead.

Suddenly, the two of them looked in a direction at the same time, and saw a small camp there with a bright bonfire and animal skin lanterns hanging. The Beyonders of Silver City were sitting around the bonfire, talking and laughing, with weapons at hand.

It seems like you can pick it up at any time to deal with emergencies.

But - they were frozen at this moment, even the firelight was the same, like lifelike sculptures.

Klein frowned: "Why are they so motionless?"

Medici frowned: "They didn't cook or light the fire. They were fixed at night."

Klein raised his eyebrows and immediately remembered what happened with Ourolius.

With his spiritual thread, he can also freeze the people of Silver City at a certain moment, but the heartbeat and breathing cannot be faked. These people are still alive, but the marionettes will only be dead objects.

But before he said anything, Medici looked elsewhere, as if he was looking for someone: "Just right! The big snake is in Silver City. I don't know what he did this time. He kept talking to me.

I got it, I came here just for..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked forward.

I saw a man suddenly appear on the originally deserted wasteland, with silver-white hair hanging down to his shoulders, and blue eyes looking at them. He was barefoot and wearing the simplest cloth robe, like a little poor man.

monk.

TBC

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Medici: Orochi, why have you become a child but talk to me in an adult voice?
Chapter completed!