Neither the dwarf nor the skeleton man responded, waiting for further explanation from the pocket watch man.
"The guests come from the Jue Mountain, not the Demon King's City." Linde, the man with the pocket watch, waved away the shadow made of light and mist.
"This should be normal. After the old goat messed up his faith, anything could happen." The dwarf turned the sky on the tower from a scale to an empty starry sky.
A piece of the star is missing, and the shape is a sharp rhombus.
The shape of the ridge.
"No, Mena, this time is different." Linde shook his head, "What did this guest take from chaos?"
"Oh? I thought only Mento could take things from you." Mena the dwarf was a little surprised.
"Stilpro can do it too." Lind corrected Mena's mistake, "It's a pity that he is dead."
"The man from the Ministry of Creation is still asking me to cooperate with him, but I ignored him..." Linde's words always skipped a bit when talking about Woodson.
"Stop, come back. Go on, what did that guest take?" Mena regained the order.
"So, have the two of them come back?" Redcourt sat under the throne of a giant bone cart, with a shadow and a snail standing on it.
"Ha, the most boring thing about forgetting something like that is that even if he knows what he has forgotten, he still knows what he is forgetting." Linde laughed.
"So when he died, he couldn't understand, he couldn't bring that knowledge back." Did Linde want to try to understand the content of that knowledge?
"You need to discern the direction of His gaze and find this knowledge." Linde looked up at the stars.
"Yes." Yin Xian nodded.
"Yes, it's the same. It's like a person who originally existed outside the memory, but was forgotten and erased." Mena made a clicking sound patiently.
Just like forgotten things can be recalled with a little reminder or revisiting the scene, no matter who appears in the chaos, Menaran will be unprepared.
"Knowledge beyond death can only be understood without death." Skeleton Man Tim shook his head.
"But that doesn't mean He will definitely come to the lower tower." Linde's voice suddenly became softer.
The figure's head was large and red, and its limbs and facial features were constantly changing.
"You will find me." Mena nodded.
"You will bring the knowledge from the chaos back to the lower tower." Mena nodded, knowing that it was time to create a sense of presence outside Shiwen.
"His awakening means that you have finally accumulated knowledge worthy of His gaze, and it also means that His gaze will gradually turn towards Kaios Xiaoluran..."
"So you will look for His gaze and they continue to build low towers, is that bad?" Lind finally smiled, like a hateful big boy, who got your beloved doll.
"Yihe died. You have an extra errand boy. Do you need to find a new person..." Linde had a headache.
"Although the sky has no ridges, there is no demon standing tall in the north, absorbing the remnants of faith..." The missing ridged starry sky was moved over by Yin Xian, moved together, and juxtaposed with the time patterns and vows.
The top of the low tower is at Shiwen.
"Breathe it...you will tell who he is looking at." Yin Xian could only accept the task.
"It's his turn." Mena motioned to Linde to speak.
"no way."
The starry sky is like a puzzle for you, you can play around with it.
"As they saw... Shi Wen woke up." One of Linde's eyes was suddenly filled with words, and then exploded."
The shadow and the snail raised their heads and laughed.
Mena and Tim Gaotou.
Linde blinked and his eyes grew back.
"And it was only He who, after a long time, made his vows move." Yin Xian shrank the starry sky under the big dome, and in the entanglement of the ripples of time, a scale shone brightly.
As you spoke, the starry sky in the dome became ferocious, twinkling and arranged intermittently.
"You mean... the gods are naturally looking for agents, and if there are no agents, they are also attacking new gods?" Mena looked at the figure flashing across the starry sky.
"Your time has come." Yin Xian's tone was inexplicably less exciting, "All those years of hard work have finally yielded no results."
"It seems that I can only wait until I retreat into chaos last time? So you have done nothing?" Linde asked rhetorically.
You just want to use that knowledge to lower the tower.
"Yes, the divisions of authority are gradually becoming clear, and you need His attention." Yin Xian concluded.
"Praise the stars." The pocket watch man and the skeleton man said mechanically.
"Then who is he? You just said... he is very familiar?" Mena blinked and the shadow in the mist reappeared.
"In the Demon King's City, the Colosseum." Linde opened his hands, and the stars formed the shape of a Colosseum behind you.
"Is there such a small difference? He knows what you are talking about." Lind accepted Tim's correction.
Neither the pocket watch nor the skeleton showed any reaction.
"You have no way of determining what the knowledge that arouses His interest is, or even whether it is outside of yours..." Linde's expression suddenly became less distorted.
"How could it be related?" Linde shook his head, "If you want to get His attention, the knowledge contained in death is also your treasure."
"He means...some kind of ritual?" Linde certainly knew that kind of magic existed.
"You still understand... what they said... has nothing to do with you." The skeleton finally spoke, my voice was broken, and I looked like I was about to die.
"I don't know, I was probably struggling with Mento at that time." Linde talked about that troublesome name, but there was always some uncertainty in his tone.
"You should have seen me, but you have met too few people, but I will definitely let you see me again, and you will recognize me. I have absorbed some power of chaos, a power that you cannot understand." Mena spoke in sequence.
Chaos occurs.
"Where's him? Tim?" Lind looked at the skeleton man.
"You understand." Tim raised his head again.
"I...forgot..." Linde was confused.
"And the fewer souls die, as long as they die in the Land of the Eight Little Demons, they will become his strength..." The Land of the Eight Little Demons that Yin Xian mentioned is of course not the Demon King's City, the Fire Valley and the Little Ice Crevice.
Linde looked at the starry sky in the dome, then at the confused pocket watch and silent skeleton man, and felt that it was a method.
"We have found it." Yin Xian shook her head, "No one can give up climbing except the eight of you."
"You always look like this." Linde was not angry.
"Just wait. Anyway, it's only once in a while. If you don't deal with it less, it will encourage certain possibilities. Besides, if I come again, he will find me, and that will happen." No matter Mena's doubts,
Lind made a decision.
"You understand." Tim noticed the changes in the starry sky and raised his head deeply.
No Jesse, no Thorsus, no Sistorum, no old goat yet.
"The Battle of the Bone Hammer happened in the Demon King's City. It was taught by the Bone Chariot. Now it is far away from the small ice crevice. These souls will not belong to you." Tim corrected Lind's statement.
"After two wars, and with the addition of an eighth, his strength should not be much weaker, right?" Linde calculated the expeditionary force's Holy City battle and the Demon Commander's bone hammer battle.
, coupled with everything that the back bone car instructor has done, Tim’s gains are calculated.
This chapter has been completed!