Immediately, the expression on the old dwarf's face changed slightly.
"I see.
Compared to [World Tree], I am already as small as an ant.
I never thought that there is such a vast area outside, which is really fascinating, but powerless..."
The words are full of melancholy.
"I have aged..."
"I really hope I can live for a few hundred more years. Then I will be able to take a good look at another world..."
As an old dwarf whose life is gradually coming to an end.
Although he looks healthy and can run, jump, drink, and fight, in fact he only has less than two hundred years to live.
Therefore, even if he knows that there are other worlds outside the [World Tree], he does not have the energy to travel ultra-long distances again.
At most, it’s just a few more unknown [realms].
This is indeed a bit cruel for Northland poets who expect to see everything and record it as stories.
It's like a starving diner who knows that there is a cheap three-star Michelin restaurant far away that is offering a huge discount, but just can't go.
Out of reach...
Feel the other person's sense of loss.
Tibal said with a rare serious expression:
"As long as you haven't died yet, there is a chance after all."
At this time.
A drunken man with a red face was holding a wine glass in his hand.
He stood up and mocked the two with a very disdainful expression:
"Opportunity? What opportunity? Two fools, there is nothing outside [World Tree]..."
Having said this, he added in a desperate manner:
"A red-skinned horned monster and an old-fashioned dwarf really make me unhappy, so you can't..."
"Bang!!"
The words are not finished yet.
A strange sound, like a steamroller crushing pork belly, replaced his words.
All onlookers only felt that time and space seemed to be distorted.
Didn't realize what happened at all.
The goblin had been crushed by a huge force and turned into a pile of minced meat tissue!
It looks countless times smoother than the dough from a pancake stall!
Looking at the shocked onlookers, Tibal took back the finger he had just made a random gesture with.
He told it very calmly:
"first.
You have to respect the seeker who strives to seek the unknown.
To others, they are all great men like pioneers, providing the cornerstone for progress!
Compared with the vast amount of useless waste, their value is undoubtedly countless times greater!
Secondly.
You humble mortals must learn to respect the noble [Planeswalker].
If you are rude to me, you will lose your life directly!
Even if they are your gods, they can at most communicate with me on an equal footing!"
His declarative tone echoed in the ears of the onlookers present.
An extremely huge invisible pressure, as if it were a physical thing, was poured onto every guy who was rude to him at the same time.
under its oppression.
It was as if a pair of invisible giant hands were holding them down.
One by one, the goblins slowly knelt down on the ground.
The frightened faces were covered with cold sweat of horror!
It looks as pitiful as an ant facing Long Wei.
For a while.
Including the old dwarf, everyone present looked extremely shocked!
Only Varki, who was pretending to be drunk, was extremely happy!
He never thought that he could really meet such an elusive guy as [Planeswalker].
For a moment, he began to think about how to contact the other party...
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More than thirty minutes later.
Deep in a quiet alley.
Tibal stood at a small crossroads, looked at a shadow not far away, and frowned:
"Who are you? Why are you following me?"
Face his vigilance.
A [Shadow Fairy] slowly walked out of the dark area.
He first spread his hands to show his safety and goodwill.
Then he said with a friendly look:
"My friend, don't be too nervous.
I'm just curious about [Planeswalkers], you know you haven't appeared for tens of thousands of years~"
At first, when he recognized that the other person was the guy who had attracted some of his attention in the tavern.
There was some excitement in Tibal's eyes.
I just felt that the other party was delivering the goods to my door.
But the other person's next words made him frown slightly, and he felt a little vigilant in his heart.
"It seems that you are not an ordinary [Shadow Fairy]..."
In response, Varky's lips revealed a smug smile.
As the [God of Lies].
[Deception], [Disguise]...
That's what he's best at!
After bowing slightly as a courtesy, he said directly:
"First meeting.
Let me first introduce myself.
My name is Valki, and I am a member of the [Scotti Protoss].
Nice to meet you, Your Excellency [Planeswalker] from a distant world."
Follow the words from your mouth.
Valki's body surface flashed with a stream of light composed of a large number of runes.
Under their influence.
In front of Tibalt, Valki gradually returned to his true appearance, and his aura also changed completely.
From a mortal with moderate strength, he transformed into a true god!
"..."
now.
Although I was a little surprised at the other party's ability to disguise.
But another thing attracted Tibal's attention even more.
Varky?
I seem to have heard this name before...
In the past few years, Tibal has had some exchanges with some [Scotti Protoss].
After listening to the other party's self-introduction, my first impression of the name Varky was that it sounded familiar.
But other than that, he didn't have much impression in his mind. Most likely he just heard it accidentally somewhere...
After hesitating for a while.
Tibal asked directly without saying a word:
"It turns out to be Mr. Varky.
May I ask what you want to see me for?"
"Then let me get straight to the point.
Because I caused some trouble in [Yggdrasil] recently.
Therefore, I hope that you can take me to other worlds, and I am willing to pay an equal price for this."
Even though I don’t really want to tell the truth.
But Valky felt that Tibalt's intelligence shouldn't be too low.
Worried about causing unnecessary trouble, he ultimately did not lie, but chose to tell the truth.
Hear the words.
Tibal did not agree directly, nor did he refuse directly. His expression was still hesitant:
"...Can I ask what you mean by causing trouble here?"
If Varky does something big, he doesn't want to take the blame for the other party...
Valky, who knew what he was thinking, answered directly:
"Don't worry, I won't offend the forces here too much. I just moved my clan's [Hall of Gods] rashly and was issued a 3,000-year confinement order. You can investigate on your own."
After hearing that Valki's mistake would only result in him being imprisoned for 3,000 years, Tibal immediately understood that what he had committed was not too big, and that he would not have to take the blame for helping him smuggle across the country.
My mind immediately felt at peace.
In this way, helping the other party sneak across the border is just a business at best.
As long as it's profitable, I can do it...
But soon.
Tibal thought for a while and discovered a new problem.
Since the other party is actively hiding from other mortals and gods, then I am afraid that there will be no connection with the local forces at all.
There is a high probability that even if he dies, no one will be able to find out the cause...
Isn't this a good test product?
Think of this.
Tibalt immediately became energetic!
A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously...