In the dim room, Randolph leaned on the seat and shook the wine glass in his hand.
The red wine in the glass was swaying back and forth as if being toyed with.
Then he pointed the wine glass at the fog outside the window, as if he wanted to dye the green moonlight into the color of blood through the fog.
The smile that kept twitching at the corner of his mouth confirmed the dangerous thoughts in his mind.
But a knock on the door interrupted his elegant mood at the moment.
He twitched his nose slightly and put down his wine glass
"Come in."
An invisible man walked in, immediately took off his hat and knelt on one knee in front of Randolph.
"Your Excellency Captain Randolph, the people on the thorns have been defeated."
Randolph didn't care and continued to sip the red wine.
"Isel Tris, as a person in the [World] sequence, I am not surprised that they will win!!!!
Do you think we should open a bottle of red wine to celebrate this moment when [the world] rises?"
As he spoke, he gradually began to laugh crazily and sickly, pouring the wine in his hand towards his face.
The moment the wine was about to touch his face, all the wine seemed to be decomposed and did not stay on his face.
Instead, it passed through his skin, passed through his brain, and sprinkled on the bright red wall behind him.
But the person who was kneeling at this moment spoke with some confusion
"But Iser's strength is beyond imagination. It will be quite difficult to defeat Teller in the challenge."
But Randolph instantly smashed the wine glass in his hand, rushed in front of the kneeling person, and grabbed her terrifyingly calm face.
Examining her empty eyes with a playful look.
"Clark, when did you become as boring as your face? We are never within the rules, right?"
But it was this sentence that instantly gave these empty eyes a strange color, and he said with a sense of probing
"Your Excellency, the head of the group, means..."
Randolph seemed to be trying to hold back his laughter, covering his face and laughing fitfully.
And some violent wind elements around him slowly moved the red wine bottle into the air.
The water element in the wine bottle is also surging rapidly and rolling.
In an instant, the bottle exploded in the air, but there were no glass fragments.
There is only the crimson "blood rain" all over the sky and the scattered stars mixed in the rain.
"Hurrah!!! Clark!!! We will emerge from the shadows!!! We will create a new world in the Fifth Age!!"
Clark listened in shock to the long-awaited words in his ears. The predicted fifth era was finally about to begin!
And as the blood rain stopped, it seemed as if the coronation ceremony had been completed.
Randolph's eyes slowly lost their madness, and he smiled evilly and looked at Clark in front of him
"Osman Wendy's anchor has become stable. Maybe destroying her anchor doesn't necessarily have to start with her ideas. I don't need to say more about what you need to do, Clark."
Clark thought for a moment and came to the conclusion that he would attack his family directly. He nodded slightly as if accepting the order.
After finishing the explanation, Randolph walked to the window and slowly lowered his head and bowed to the world outside the window.
Clark also lowered his head again, his expression of indifference no longer replaced by a look of respect.
"The decomposer of the rules of the world, the god of repairing the broken and rebuilding, the essence of dismantling and reshaping. Your true believers will offer you a perfect disaster for your upcoming birth!!"
Of course they knew this was not a qualified prayer.
But not important.
Because this will be a perfect "prayer" and the beginning of a storm.
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And on the other side is the headquarters of the Brilliant Society above the thorns.
Cape Angus is sitting elegantly on his gorgeous chair, slowly turning the pages of the novel in his hand, waiting for the news.
He didn't keep him waiting for too long. The door opened. Corsi took off his hat, put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly.
"Report to Lord Angus that Karolyi and Ellis are defeated."
Angus glanced at this subordinate who was not doing things well and said coldly
"Did you arrange for Iris to provoke Teller?"
Corsi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. He was not stupid enough to call his opponent Ellis but sarcastically mocked his opponent. He cursed Ellis in his mind and continued
"It's because of the poor management of my subordinates."
After Corsi finished speaking, he lowered his head a little.
Angus looked at Corsi in front of him, but he also understood that this was probably Alice's own action.
But it is this unnecessary action that makes their subsequent actions seem a bit passive.
"Go and talk to Terrell again, make it your priority to get rid of Isel Tris, agree to his conditions first, and don't take any chances."
Corsi put on his hat and nodded silently
"Yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.
As the door slowly closed, Angus put down the novel in his hand and began to think.
The information he received only showed that Iser was not a beginner.
He has a certain foundation in elemental magic, but it is not said that he has such a terrifying ability to seek out enemies. Is there a leak in the information, or is it said that this ability belongs to another person---Trel.
Of course, he is not in a hurry, because the real answer to this question will be found as they cooperate with Teller again.
He actually didn't believe that someone like Osman Wendy would give Terrell a no-push badge of the Orderer Society just because he was her brother.
After thinking for a moment, Angus recalled Corsi's one-sided slander of Trail.
But he smiled slightly, recalling the interesting conjecture in his mind just now, and said to himself as if he was appreciating a real novel.
In the Orderer's office, Leighton Howard is still looking at the documents that were recently sent to him, sorting out the various strange things and intentional injuries that have occurred frequently in the college recently.
At this time, there was a knock on the office door.
But the person outside the door did not come in, but the message was conveyed outside the door.
"Ousmane Teller and Iser Tris won."
When Leighton Howard heard the news, he nodded slightly and didn't care. It had been a long time since he went to see the latest news.
But I still understand what happened recently. After all, it is related to the reputation of my society.
But he is not worried about Wendy's brother. Although he doesn't know Osman Teller, he clearly knows that Osman Wendy is the top orderer in this society.
So he didn't think that Wendy would send this exemption badge to his brother out of selfish motives.
Then she must have seen some possibility in her brother and made such a decision.
After thinking for a moment, he immediately put away these unnecessary thoughts.
After all, subsequent challenges from all parties will prove Terrell's strength, and there is no need for him to be anxious.
As for the person who leaked the secret, Wendy must have wanted to know more than he did, so just leave it to Wendy.
After weighing the pros and cons, it turns out that the files on hand now are more important.
I concentrated on the file in my hand.
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Above the light tower, an old man wearing a top hat was sneaking faintly in the night sky, looking down at the direction of the training venue, and noticed the strange movement of Bellota.
Gently, he crumpled the old piece of paper tightly in his hand until it looked like dust.
Then I looked silently into the depths of the night sky, towards the south of the world.