Chapter 58 Have you thought of a way to break the situation?
It happened to be the third round from the moment when Ringer was exiled by [Celestial God's Breath of Nothingness]. Therefore, the young man was able to return to the game field through the gap where nothing existed. When he opened his eyes, he found that
All of his companions were gone, except for one little goblin who was looking at him with pitiful and expectant eyes.
Seeing Ringer reappearing, she immediately cheered: "Okay!"
Ringer didn't see his sister, nor did he see Alice or the others, and his brows slowly furrowed: "What happened, Xie Mi, is the situation very bad?"
"That's pretty bad!"
Xie Mi waved his hands and said anxiously: "Medien and Xiaoxia are both dead... Bah, they are not dead yet! Let me think about what Alice said? Oh, they died! That's right, Mei
Both Tian and Xiaoxia died! They were harmed by that gloomy guy using a very scary and evil magic, which was like a guillotine falling from the sky? Is that called a guillotine? I heard that humans used to use it.
That thing comes to execute prisoners, so scary! Also, Alice and Olivia were blown away by that guy, just like you just now! Did you see the birdman behind him? Ringer, one
With a wave of his hand, a black wind blew up, and then, with a whoosh, he blew them all away and disappeared!"
The little goblin talked incoherently for a long time. While talking, he showed Ringer what happened before with his teeth and claws. In the end, he puffed up his cheeks to imitate the sound of the storm blowing, proving that his description was not wrong.
Although her writing skills and language expression skills need to be improved, Ringer has finally figured out the cause and process of the incident, and also understands the situation she is in now, and what kind of dilemma she is in.
Two companions died in battle, two companions were exiled, leaving only myself as a pure support and a little goblin with extremely unstable skills, and then... I have to defeat the powerful, scheming, and possessing the power of the holy relic.
Boss?
"Linglinger." Xie Mi looked at him with expectant eyes: "You must have something to do, right?"
No one knows why she trusts Linge so much, probably because, among the people present, there is no one else she can trust except Linge.
As the evil villain boss, Professor David sneered at this inexplicable trust: "Still dreaming of victory? What a naive idea! But it's not surprising. Life in this world, if you don't understand the laws of natural society,
It is natural to have many empty fantasies, not to mention that the goblins are a clan famous for their innocence and simplicity. What has never changed since ancient times is the persistence in one’s nature.”
The contempt and disdain for the goblins revealed in his words made Xie Mi puff up her cheeks with anger and look at him unconvinced, as if she was thinking about what words to use to retort. She was as gentle and gentle as the eldest sister, but
A very scary tone? Or a direct, sharp and merciless verbal attack like the second sister? It’s really confusing.
But Professor David did not say these words just to quarrel with Xie Mi, so he quickly looked away, fixed on the young man's face, and sneered: "Of course, our Mr. Ringer must be
He would not have such naive illusions, because he is a rational person. A rational person knows best what reality looks like and knows best when to give in to the difficulties in front of him instead of struggling in vain and longing for false hope.
But fell into deeper despair."
"I wonder if you agree with my opinion, Mr. Ringer?"
He asked hypocritically.
Ringer glanced at him and saw some mockery and undisguised malice in his sinister eyes. He didn't care and suddenly said: "Today, you and I meet for the first time, Professor David."
."
The latter was startled for a moment. He didn't expect that he would talk about irrelevant topics at such a critical moment. For a moment, he wondered whether he had really accepted the reality and given up the struggle as he expected, so a trace of sarcasm emerged from the corner of his mouth.
Smile: "So what?"
"It's nothing, it's just weird." Ringer shook his head and said, "Not everyone who meets me for the first time can call out my name and act like they understand my character very well. In this way, although
This is the first time you and I have met, but it’s not the first time you’ve known me, right? Let me guess, did Mr. Rochelle mention something about me to you?”
A look of surprise flashed across Professor David's face.
"Please don't be so surprised, because it is obvious at a glance." Linge said slowly: "You are a believer of the Holy Spring Monks, at least on the surface, and Mr. Rochelle is a believer of the Fertile Soil Sect, and we are the same for all things.
It is normal for followers of animism to communicate with each other. Besides, I once met him in the Lubeon Museum."
At that time, Rochelle told him about the different histories of the same world in light and shadow, and admonished him to leave the city of Nimschel before turning around and leaving, but not in the direction of the museum gate. Looking back now
Get up, probably to meet Professor David.
After Professor David heard this explanation, he understood, so he stopped trying to hide it and said with a cold smile: "That's true, but so what? Do you want to use Rochelle's relationship to plead with me? I'm afraid it will take a long time.
I disappoint you. My relationship with that guy is not as good as you thought. In fact, I should say that I hate him."
"He is like a hard stone living in the Middle Ages. He is always so stubborn and stubborn. He stubbornly believes in things based on prejudice and arrogance, but he still brazenly calls himself a true believer. It is simply disgusting and makes you want to vomit.
.You should also know that in this world, except for certain forces that we must master, there is really nothing that can be called the basis of faith. Oh, by the way, Mr. Ringer."
He seemed to think of something, paused for a moment, and then said in a tone that was even colder than the snow season in Nimshel City: "Please don't blame me for my many remarks or actions against you in the battle just now. It's really because
When that guy Rochelle mentions you, he always says that you are a true believer just like him. This sentence makes people-especially me feel sick to my stomach, so I always treat you as that person.
I want to look at this guy and want to peel off his high-sounding skin and see what dirty and despicable thoughts are hidden under those righteous words. It is worthy of him to regard it as a noble ideal and distinguish it from fools like me...
...Ah, I'm sorry, this sentence is not directed at you either. Can you understand me, Mr. Ringer?"
He bowed seemingly sincerely to express his apology.
"Ugh!" The little goblin Xie Mi covered her mouth and retched, seeming to be disgusted by Professor David's darkness and hypocrisy.
"I see, I can understand."
Ringer nodded and said: "In the final analysis, you are just jealous of Mr. Rochelle."
"Jealous?" Professor David clenched the head of his walnut cane tightly. If it weren't for the pixel model, the veins would have popped out and the joints would have turned white. Every word of his ghastly words didn't seem to come from his mouth.
What he said seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Did I hear wrongly, Mr. Ringer, you just said... am I jealous of him here?"
"Yes, you heard it right." Ringer said calmly: "After all, a person like you is as humble as dust and as stubborn as a cricket, so he is destined to wallow in muddy swamps and get infected in dirty corners throughout his life.
People who are just like dust will naturally feel jealous of those who have firm beliefs and beliefs, so they try their best to denigrate their personality with vicious words, trample their ideals with rude abuse, and try to make themselves possess something more powerful than human sensibility.
The rationality of the upper level, however, is nothing more than the most trivial truth you have understood through the long torture and self-torture in your insignificant life. Specifically speaking, you and those who are accustomed to jealousy
There is no difference between you and mediocre people, Professor David, it's just that your actual actions have more dark and shameful emotions than the thoughts they can still restrain in their hearts."
"..." Xie Mi on the side opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at Ringer, as if it was hard to imagine that those words just came from the mouth of this calm and indifferent young man. Professor David lowered his head,
You can't see his face, but his hands holding the cane are trembling slightly. You can imagine that he must be angry, and Xie Mi even expected him to yell in anger.
But the professor withstood such a test, at least maintaining his hypocritical appearance very well. He slowly raised his head, his smile colder than before, and with some vicious cruelty: "I hope when you know Luo Xie
What you are doing and what you are about to do, you can still retain your current views."
Ringer said: "I am not saying these things because of what Mr. Rochelle has done or not done. I am simply commenting on your values based on a personal standpoint. Even without his comparison, your character
It will also be exposed in those hypocritical words and deeds, just like snow melting in the sun."
"Unfortunately, it is the Ice Moon in Nimschel City now." The professor said coldly: "The snowstorm will come soon, and it will be more severe than you imagined. You don't understand this land, just as you don't actually know it.
You don’t know that my last name is the same, foreigner. Now please continue your turn, start struggling, and then freeze to death here with your pride and reason."
What he said seems to make sense, because no matter how the words are exchanged, at least in the battle scene, Professor David has an undisputed advantage.
Lin Ge was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Have you ever thought that maybe I actually know more than you?"
The professor was stunned, and before he could respond, he saw a young man not far away turning around and facing the windmill tower that had been standing there like a stage backdrop and said: "Even at this time, you have to