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Chapter three hundred and twelfth arrogant

"No matter how dangerous it is, I will face it with you." Geno put his palm against Oriana's cold palm, and his five fingers were linked.

He knew very well that some things he wouldn't say would have the chance to say.

But at this moment, Shiville coughed and asked Geno and the others to stop in time.

"Nethers and the others are here." Shiville said, touching her throat, her eyes a little playful. But she was not playing tricks. There were indeed heavy footsteps coming from the depths of the haze, and her steps were very fast.

Geno pulled his palm back from Oriana's palm, and followed the sound and saw a tall and mighty figure stalking with his head held high. The wind he brought out when he walked pushed away the chaotic haze, and his heavy breathing stirred up a cyclone in front of him. His incandescent eyes emitted a terrifying light in the darkness.

All of this shows his mood, anxious and unbearable.

"Grandmaster, we are here." Taliyah's crisp voice came from the haze and Nethers's bark of unknown significance.

The jackal-headed demigod, who had been covered with golden armor that had experienced vicissitudes, rushed out of the haze in a gust, and his eyes swept around like a torch. After seeing the frozen Rekton, its eyes became even more narrow and narrow. He raised his weird feet and walked towards the ice sculpture.

The long-handled battle axe was held in the palm of his hand, and the blade of the axe shone with excitement. Geno felt a magic wave coming from it.

"Recton, my brother...I'll save you freedom." His voice came from the deep well of sadness.

"His Excellency Nethers, if Recton's bondage is broken by your axe, I will be very troubled, so please listen to my plan before making a decision."

Geno suddenly raised his hand to block the demigod. A steel arm made of forbidden magic was still very convincing. He finally lowered his head and looked at the mortal who dared to stop him carefully.

Oh, it is a broken mortal who can survive by relying on the life crystal to replace the pulsation of his heart. But such a person actually has the courage to block him with his body after seeing his true body.

"Mortal, do you know who I am?" Nethersway asked with his mighty body arched, as if a god was coming.

"Lost Desert Son." Geno's expression was plain. Even if his height was severely pressed, if the other party was a super-large dog more than three meters tall, he might feel a little scared, but if he faced a kowtower, he would have nothing to be afraid of.

There is nothing else, he is so familiar with the other person's image.

"A mediocre answer, but there is another person who is more lost than me." Nathus lost interest in Geno, moved his eyes away from him, and turned to the beast that was frozen, trying to get close to the ice sculpture beyond Geno's blockage.

"I know, he's behind me." Geno used his left arm to meet the paw that Nathers used to push him away, and pushed it back a few steps.

Taliyah walked out of the haze step by step, and she advised Nathus: "Mr. Grand Secretary, although you are the most knowledgeable person in Shurima, I still recommend that you listen to Jeno's method."

Having a stronger power than the God Warrior was enough to make him pay attention to it, so Nathers then faced with Geno who was blocking the way.

"I heard Taliyah say that you brought Rekton from Kalikan's tomb?" After stopping Taliyah's words, although he was a little unbelievable, he had to give up first. After all, Taliyah saved Nathus's life, and he was a kind-hearted person.

If the other party has such ability that he cannot do, it is also worthy of Nathers' attention.

"Yes, the grudge between Rekton and you should be resolved. I took him up for this. If you don't have a better way, please stop talking to me in a high voice and assist me after listening to my plan. I have a great chance of relieving the misunderstanding between you brothers."

Seeing that Geno directly mentioned a topic he was most interested in, Nathers said it was false to not be moved.

He believed that if Rekton was still alive, he would definitely remember his former bravery. If he could awaken this little concern in his younger brother's heart, he might be able to pull Rekton out of the abyss of madness.

But how to awaken him, all he thought of was a wake-up call and then educate him about love. Whether he could succeed was to see how many glorious years Rekton could recall and how deep the friendship between the two brothers was.

It sounds quite unreliable, even he himself thinks so.

After releasing the beast, you may not be able to beat him, and may even evolve into an ending that will eventually end with the death of one of them.

It would be better to listen to the plan of this mortal, and it would not be a big deal to him anyway. As for Rekton, if he could wake him up, it would be no big deal to be frozen for a while. Anyway, he had been in the dark for three thousand years, and it would not be a short while.

"Listen attentively." Nathers put down his arrogant attitude and sat cross-legged in front of Geno, making himself look less tall. He was taking care of this mortal. He was used to bowing his head and talking to others, but he felt that this mortal must not be used to looking up and talking to others, and that would be very tired.

He turned his two erect ears towards him, but his eyes looked through Geno's shoulders in the direction of the ice sculpture.

This little absent-minded Geno no longer picks. Do you want him to take out a bone or a tennis ball to attract Nathers' attention?

He felt that this would not work.

"Let me ask first, how much do you know about Recton now? Note that it is Recton now." Geno did not directly express his plan. It was like the car he was in stopped urgently as soon as he left, making Nathers feel itchy.

This was a little revenge from Geno. Nathers's contempt made him very upset. At the same time, he also wanted to make Nathers respect him enough. It was not to help him resolve the misunderstanding and the two had no connection. They were likely to fight side by side next. Even after the war, Nathers became the informant for his talks with Azer.

Compared to his granddaughter Shiville, who had been separated by countless generations, Azer obviously would be easier to listen to the opinions of the loyal founding fathers.

Nathus narrowed his eyes. Even though he was anxious, he could only walk away with the leash for his younger brother and Shurima.

"Recton now... I can't answer this question. I haven't seen my brother for three thousand years. When I met again, he almost brought his brother into the cycle of reincarnation." He fell into memories, but found that there was a blank inside. His memories had a huge fault, and the sharp stinging pain that gave him love was as sharp as the broken leg bones he had been broken by his brother before.
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