"It seems you are really old, Mr. Aaron." Shamon's tone was very weird and sarcastic, but it was obvious that he was mocking Aaron, and his tone showed disdain, contempt and inexplicable arrogance that was faintly revealed.

If disdain and contempt are the first impression of the current state of this "middle-aged man", then arrogance seems extremely abnormal.

Aaron is the loser of the 5th level of pain level, and is also a middle-level profession [tempter]. However, in terms of combat ability, he is not inferior to more than 90% of the lostrs in the current territory of the Sun and Nirvana Empire. Even though he has been mingling in the human world for many years and has participated in the battle for power, he is not weak in pure battles.

"I think you're crazy, boy." Aaron, who had eased, naturally did not give him a good look and scolded him angrily:

"His Royal Highness is sitting here, speaking rudely in front of him, and his provocative and sarcastic remarks are disrespectful to His Royal Highness and disrespect to His Royal Highness. I know that you have been mingling among the lower-class soldiers and the citizens of the vain, but since John has given you important information, tasks, and even status, you should learn from the nobles, at least learn to be a gentleman." Aaron sarcastically in a more brilliant way.

"You're right." Shamon did not refute, but raised his eyes and used his eyes to look down with sharp and extremely abnormal emphasis:

"You have the 'wisdom', know 'inspiration', and even feel 'pain'. I know that you are trying to be a psychic, not the commonly defined loser. However, the 'Ice Demon Man' and 'Mowu tribe' who have been accustomed to eating raw meat and drinking blood in history will not immediately accept true civilization. On the contrary, after falling from the horse and truly learning to use 'flame' to refine steel, they quickly ushered in an ending of either being assimilated or perished."

"Then do you think I will be assimilated or destroyed?" Aaron's eyes suddenly became sharp.

He carefully placed the pure black cane on the side and placed it near the wall.

The cane, walls and ground actually formed an isosceles right-angle triangle at this moment, just like the stable part of the totem of the Tengin Sect.

Then, he "impacted" the wooden ground with heavy steps, and walked forward steadily within the "absolutely safe distance" of communicating with others, who was less than 1.5 meters away from the sandmon.

"I think if Your Highness supports you, you should be assimilated. Unfortunately, human beings are the weakest beings in the wasteland world. Although in the legendary first era world, human beings are regarded as the weakest but most 'inspiring' existence of one of the eighteen races ruled by the dragon clan."

"But the facts prove that humans cannot truly transform nature, at best, but it is a tiny impact on nature. Moreover, there are countless dangerous factors in nature. An earthquake, a flood, a plague, and even a small flame will make humans frustrated and eventually pay a huge price of casualties. In other words, 'I am sorry to be born as a human being'."

Shameng's tone was very sincere, as if he was a speech that "insighted everything" after reconciling a certain emotion in his heart.

This surprised Aaron and Evante, who was cautiously watching the fun.

Aaron stared at the wheat-colored picture of Shamon from bottom to top, and his facial features began to twist, like a masterpiece from the peak of abstract artists of Putoya and the Shrine Empire.

Looking at the extremely abnormal red and black eyeball, Aaron even saw in his mind that he watched in the Caves Theater in Portoa's federal border city in Putoa's federally boundary city. The most famous drama in "The Tragic Lord of Putoa" written by the famous writer Shaqa - "The Tragic All-round Failure Game".

This drama transformed the history of the Putoya Empire's history as an old kingdom in the province of Gaul.

Legend has it that the king of that country once tried to resist the attack of the Putoya Empire, but his own troops were only 10,000, while the Putoya Federation had as many as 50,000 troops. However, the ten generals who led the army were relatively scattered and had poor communication, so the king had to issue orders to his six generals at the same time, gathering superior troops to win more locally with less, thereby turning the situation around.

But the six generals had their own ulterior motives and restrained each other. Although they finally arrived at the front line with their superb military qualities and concentrated their forces to attack, in the meaningless internal struggle and losses, they were still greeted by the superior forces of the Putoya Empire. Although they fought bloody battles and showed the fearless spirit of the knight, they finally ushered in the fate of failure.

Aaron, who was thinking about this story with his eyes deficient, did not notice the change in Shameng's face. He should have sensed the indescribable evil power surrounding his body, but he could not point it out or speak it through words.

Two seconds later, as Shameng let out a canine whimper, a strange pattern appeared on his twisted face.

"Is this?" Aaron said in surprise. He subconsciously took two steps back and set a safe distance from Shamon.

At the same time, he put his right hand behind him and began to rush the magic source power in his body without relying on spells to achieve spiritual formation.

"Teacher John's latest research results are the product of the perfect combination of science and theology. He has always admired the scientists of the Putoya Federation, especially the one who discovered gravity. In the last few days of the gods, he learned the true meaning of the universe and life, and the final path of science in chaos and madness."

"That is theology. The end of science is theology. Only the blessing of the gods can allow me to perceive everything and understand everything. So, after I executed him with my own hands, I injected a burning liquid." Shamon explained.

"Interesting." Crown Prince Ivante showed an inappropriate smile that seemed to know everything but was very interested in the Shamon in front of him.

"Yes, Your Highness, this is really interesting. Do you remember the 20th sequential potion modified by Mr. John? I injected it immediately after injecting the scalp fluid, and it was repeated, and after a day of tossing, I obtained the perfect antibody to the unconscious human virus."

"Of course, I also came into contact with a sect monster, a statue. It is not in the report of the banned organization, but is outside the 'MB' series. The 'The desire of the old pseudo-god' is the name of the statue. I broke him with my own hands, and with the body that is almost half-lost now, I completely bear the power it brings to me, the power of the evil god."

Shamon said, terrifyingly laughing continuously.

It seemed like a wild beast was crying, and it seemed like an ambitious man was caring.

This made Aaron feel angry and felt a "nova" breath permeated Shameng.

Disgusting breath!

"With such power, you have to serve the empire. To put it bluntly, even the lost person in the order 1 may only last for five seconds in front of the guns and cannons, and finally turn into a pool of blood. No, it can only be ashes." Aaron "warned" Shamon.

"Of course, I am serving the Empire. The Empire has given me money, resources and materials, provided me and my teachers with a place for experiments, and spared no effort to support our experiments. If you regard Your Highness as an angel investor, everything I have now belongs to the Empire, and it is your Highness."

"And your Highness, are you not interested in the statue at all? Although it no longer exists." Shameng turned his head, stared at Ivante's half-purple eyes with his red and black eyes, and asked with a look of desire to be paid attention.

"I do not believe in the old gods, nor do I be interested in the evil gods. The imperial royal family has faith in the gods, but that is for the gods of the order. For me personally, I respect the Lord of Eternal Chi in the order 15. We have a close connection with the royal family of the old Cruzd Empire, and many of them believe in this god."

"Compared with the seven sequel gods, He is more gentle. In his control of flames, He will not be as angry as the 'Dragon Head', nor will he be in danger when he encounters danger, and desire to retain his own strength. When it comes to the key points, the sequel gods are all brilliant existences. At least humans who believe in the bishops and the bishops will get their enlightenment in their sleep, or explore their realm after reaching a certain sequel. In other words, most of them are real and desire to be explored by humans."

"The old gods are different. They are all in gloomy and dark corners. Even if they accidentally enter it and see their true faces, they will transform or simply annihilate them. So, I am not interested."

Crown Prince Ivant's explanation is reasonable and well-founded. Although many of it is a mixture of history and mystics courses, the royal education is much more effective than pheasant universities and private private education in the folk.

But Shamon did not retreat because of Evante's attitude. Instead, he walked forward, covering his gradually scorching chest, with a ghostly smile on the corner of his mouth, bowed and said:

"The statue, called the 'The Desire of the Old Pseudo-God', has extremely powerful power. I felt the dark magic power from it. Even though I had never been exposed to the magic power, he actually gave me 'inspiration' in a very short time, allowing me to understand all the rules of the magic power' formation and use, saving me more than ten years, or even decades of hard work. At the same time, it also instantly gave me the 'inspiration' and 'pain' sequence core."

"With the blessing of burning liquid, magic source potion, and the research results of the 'MK's monsters, I gained some of the power of octopus, cats, wolf clans, cheetahs, brown bears, and even blood clans. In just a few days, I transformed myself. Under the protection of the power of the statue, I escaped from the embrace of the Lord several times and returned to the world that he loved but could not reach."

"It's great." Evant nodded:

"In this way, you can serve the empire better as a psychic. The top leaders of the lost people in the three major churches still need psychics to achieve the "beheading" mission. And when the ambitions of the Sogranites are truly exposed, you will also fight with those guards that are stronger than ordinary soldiers and those who are non-staff. If everything goes well after the war, I will approve a castle for you in Zhnetsk as a laboratory. By then, your status will be no less than that of Kaiwuksky, at least Dawn 5, and you will also be appointed as the general leader of the 'Old Technology Research Group'. This is the position you have been thinking about and dreaming about."

"Your Highness." Shameng raised his head, stared at Ivant's already masculine face with a sudden and calm look, shook his head, and retorted slightly:

"The lights in the distance and eternal perception are my dreams, the stars in the sky and the eyes in the depths of the universe are my appeals. In the endless nights, I just long to explore a little more, but do you really need to keep Aaron, an old thing?"

"I know..." The crown prince sat upright, his eyes suddenly became angry, and he said:

"The statues that the non-staff members searched for for you have profoundly affected you. They trembled all over when they saw something horrible, and repeatedly muttered about the scenes in the nightmare. The statue created a pseudo-god with a girl-like cloak and a scarf. Her back was a pair of green angel-like wings. Although it was not as beautiful as the legend, it was hard not to remind people of a species blessed by "Wells".

And I heard that it will shed blood and tears under the moonlight. There is also a pictogram in the middle of the statue with eyeballs and a square with many geometric patterns outlined. It is a bit like the text of the Fire Empire, but after review, it does not have a corresponding existence. By the way, it looks like the pattern on your face."

Sha Meng subconsciously touched his cheek and smiled:

"It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince has known everything long ago. That word has indeed been transferred to my face, and I am also trying to interpret it. In this case, there is nothing to say. I just want to say one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"If it weren't for saving Aaron, the old guy who didn't cherish his life, Teacher John wouldn't have died, so I'd teach him a lesson."

Shamon said, without getting Ivant's consent, nor paying attention to his reaction, but silently recited the mantra that he had learned from a lost captive in the hope of the church yesterday, and quickly formed a spirit, surging the dark magic power in his body.

In less than a second, four tentacles of solid material extended from his back.

It looked like a tentacle made of steel alloy, without any eyeballs and fluff. Under the syllable "crack" shape that resembles metal collision, there are sections of the shaped like joints, but it shows a dark color that reflects bright light.

Its heads are each of them with a bone blade in the form of a dagger, which is extremely sharp and sharp, and a bit like the darts commonly used by assassins.
Chapter completed!