Overturned Tower

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After knowing this kind of secret, it is difficult for her to be like other people... to hold fear and awe towards elves and giant dragons.

But Russell frowned.

He takes a different view on this...

Because Russell has a sharper perception of the human heart.So he vaguely realized that this attitude seemed less like greed for wealth... more like fear.

No way, this is some kind of seal, right?

But it doesn't look like a completely dangerous thing.

[I, 'Marriage of Opposites' Kamalthe.I swear by the Forerunner, Caretaker and Defender of Mankind...]

The oath that Kamalthe made before dying suddenly echoed in Russell's mind.

Forerunners, caretakers and guardians...

Russell, however, had another source of news.

"The information you gave is very valuable."

Russell temporarily suppressed his wandering thoughts, raised his head and looked at the malt wine seriously: "I will reward you."

"Isn't it to get more from me?"

The corners of Malt Wine's mouth raised slightly, revealing a charming smile.

Russell just chuckled: "Because I can see that you have said everything you can say.

"In order to immediately show your 'usefulness' in front of me, you are frantically emphasizing your own value. You are just worried that I will leave you on Sun Island tomorrow...

"Although I keep saying that I believe in the guidance of fate, I still have doubts in the deepest part of my heart.

"No, to be more precise... It should be said that you actually don't believe in anyone or anything from the bottom of your heart. Whether it's the godfather, me, your teacher, or the so-called fate."

Russell said, put the empty wine glass back on the table, and stood up with a gentle smile: "I should be right."

Seeing the stunned Malt Wine suddenly fell silent, Russell just put his left hand in his pocket, while his right hand touched Malt Wine's ear.

"Go back to sleep and wish you good night."

Russell turned his back unsuspectingly and waved his hands: "I will pick you up tomorrow."

Malt Wine quietly watched Russell leave.

Although the appearance, height, spiritual power, habits, and personality are completely different...

But for some reason, she learned from the hero "Qun Qing"...

——I saw a shadow belonging to "The Godfather".

...It may be because they all have a [sense of cleanliness] that does not belong to this era.

Chapter 36 The Tower of End

After leaving the ale room, Russell put his hands in his pockets and put the hood on himself.

"The head of a deer."

He whispered without warning.

【I am here】

That ethereal, light female voice sounded from the bottom of his heart.

"Open the door," Russell put his hand on the doorknob and closed his eyes, "it's time for us to talk."

But after he opened the door, he walked into the familiar room.

The lights are bright, but there are only countless doors.

It was a labyrinth made up of countless doors.No matter how many times you watch it, you will only feel sad after feeling spectacular.

Standing in it, there will only be a sense of confusion.It's like standing at an unfamiliar crossroads, looking around but can't find a way out.

Russell walked towards the room where the deer head was, and whispered casually: "I just went to see the ale."

【I know】

"We talked about the fate of the named 'elf', and the dead god. We talked about the two keys, and the 'door'."

【I am listening】

"So, can you explain more to me?"

Russell spoke softly, without taking his hands out of his pockets at all.

Because the spirit of the deer head is integrated with the entire "Wandering City Babel", she doesn't need Russell to do anything here.

The wall studded with "doors" in front of him moved to the sides, out of the way in the middle.

The transparent doors opened by themselves, and the extremely airtight doors also rotated to open by themselves, making a chi-chi deflation sound.Before Russell came over, there was no obstacle in front of him.

It's different from being here the first time...

As Russell continued to walk forward, all the lights were turned on at once.

The gloomy and dim corridor instantly brightened like daytime.

But Russell stopped at this moment.

What he saw was not only the deer head.

In the center where the three rays of light from different directions are focused, there are silver antlers shining with white light, a head of black long hair like a waterfall cascading down, like a doll-like deer head...

There are no strands on the body, only the part above the collarbone.The rest of the parts are all composed of machinery and gears, as beautiful as pressed butterfly specimens.

In front of her remnant body, a man with long black hair was sitting quietly cross-legged.

A black bandage was tied in front of his eyes, and some messy long black hair was left floating, like an ancient knight.

He looked like he was meditating, sitting in meditation, or waiting for someone.

And the huge wings behind him prove his unique identity.

Russell fell silent.

His gaze focused on the man's back, his eyelids drooped, and his Adam's apple slid up and down slightly.

At this moment, like many mechanically synthesized sounds overlapping together, they echoed in the space.

"'—what are you looking at, barber?'"

Hearing this voice, the man with his head bowed slightly raised his head.

But he didn't look back.

Russell did not immediately answer the deer head's question.

He just stared at the man's back, and asked softly, "Can you tell me about that man now?"

"'--nature.'"

The deer head portrait sighed.

The overlapping composite sound sounded, like thousands of people sighing at the same time.There is such a trace of compassion and sacredness in it.

"'Because there is no room for silence and lies in this matter.'"

"In other words, he really is a spy... right. Or, a double agent?"

"'I'm more inclined to think that [the bishop] got a piece of the truth and lost his mind.'"

After Russell arrived in front of him, the head of the deer no longer spoke from the bottom of his heart, but used the broadcast on the "Tower of Babel" to reply with emotional, overlapping synthetic voices.

She always does.

For Lu Shouxiang, this is also one of the few things that can make her feel the real feeling of "I am still barely alive".

Just like a lonely empty-nest old man, would he want someone to come back and chat with him...in order to relieve his loneliness and maintain his humanity?

This is the first time that Russell has faced the deer head at close range after awakening the will of the twilight and realizing his true talent.

He was able to feel loneliness and confusion from the incomplete body of the deer head.

——And this is also the evidence that she still exists as a human being.

"What truth?"

Russell asked softly: "Is it related to the ... 'key' that the malt liquor mentioned?"

"'Accordingly, this matter cannot be told to outsiders. But, barber...you are not an outsider. You will also inherit the name of elf.'

"'You are [Thrall]—guardian of the fifth hour of the fifth day, inheritor of the fate to guard the 'sage'.'

"'You have the right to know the truth of all this.'"

The overlapping composite sounds of the deer head statue sounded like gods.

And hearing this, the man sitting cross-legged on the ground finally moved.

He lowered his head slightly, without even turning his head.

It was as if he could see Russell through the gauze, through the back of his head.

...No, that shouldn't be an illusion.

Because Russell did vaguely perceive the feeling that he was being watched by others—that was the proof that his redshift had reached the human limit of Leviathan’s wall, a powerful intuition beyond causality.

That is a real intuition—not a pseudo-intuition that is calculated by the brain based on rich experience or powerful thinking ability after the subconscious collects information.It is a mysterious intuition that can be perceived without collecting details.

Russell originally thought it was some kind of special mysterious ability...

But after communicating with Malt Wine, he vaguely realized the essence of this ability.

——Including his intuition, including the future vision of malt wine, including the future seen by "Thal".

Perhaps what you see is not an uncertain future, but "people's hearts".

The future cannot be measured - because even if the success rate of various events can be measured, it is still not enough.Because the "human heart" is a chaotic system, with each person's different experiences, personalities, emotions, hormones, intuitions, desires, and even flashing memory fragments, the original thoughts may be changed, and then "a brainstorm" or Change the original rational plan "if you feel something".

Because people are not "rational people" in operations research.

But if what sees the future is not a cold machine... but a "collection of human subconsciousness", then it is possible to calculate the future.

If all people's hearts and talents can be counted, on this basis, the future will become a formula of "if you do this", you will definitely "get this answer".And for that subconscious aggregate, he doesn't need to measure... because that's what built it.

--Yes.

The fate of the elves is connected with the "God" of this world.

The God of Disintegration that is now divided.

And the intuition brought by psionic energy is also related to this.

what does this mean?

The power derived from the devil... also belongs to the "god".

Psionic power, holy orders, destiny——all powers in this world have the same root and origin.

God's body, God's spirit, God's authority...

...and, the container of God.

"The truth, what exactly is it?"

Russell asked.

"'The [Tower of the End] in the dream world is not a tower. It is a 'keyhole'.'