I owe someone a drink

The story still starts with the triangular tower formula.

At first, the triangular tower formula was broken into several pieces and hidden in various corners of the mechanical city. In order to find them, the researchers almost turned the mechanical city upside down. They also conducted a detailed study of Ham, which is why his portrait appeared in the laboratory of the S-level researcher.

Nat had the opportunity to enter his father's laboratory twice, so he was impressed by this portrait. Looking at the person in front of him, Nat compared it with the portrait in his memory. He had to admit that even after so many years, they still looked exactly the same, which was why he recognized him at first sight.

His mind knew that the person couldn't be here, but his sensibility surprised Nat.

The words he shouted out made Number One narrow his eyes. In the Lost Country, he had played the role of the master for many years, and now when he heard this title, he almost instinctively turned on the role-playing state.

"Who are you, from the Machine City? What's the formula?"

Nat was startled and answered subconsciously, only to realize belatedly that he had been completely attracted by the other person's aura.

After he finished speaking, he realized that he shouldn't have said that. He looked at the other person with a vigilant expression.

"You are not Master Ham, who are you?"

The other party glanced at him calmly and said, "It seems you are not a fool. Come in and talk."

The decoration of the laboratory was simple, even shabby. Number One continued to work on the parts on the table with his head down. His movements were standard and delicate, and he would occasionally order Nat to help out without any hesitation.

His tone was so matter-of-fact that Nat was stunned and actually acted according to his words. In the process of helping, he gradually found that the other party's knowledge was very comprehensive, and there were even some parts that he could not understand. Although he did not enter the inner city, Nat's basic theory was not bad, after all, he had a father who was an S-level researcher.

After carefully putting the parts together, No. 1 finally spoke: "Leave the person here with me, you can go."

Roland looked at him stupidly, then at B, who nodded at him. He then gave him a few words of instruction and left the room, silently signaling that he could leave.

"How is the Mechanical City now?"

Facing that face, Nat's back unconsciously straightened several times more than usual, and he felt as nervous as if the teacher was calling on him to answer a question.

"The Mechanical City is doing well now. It is governed by six S-level researchers and is very harmonious. The Outer City..."

Number One interrupted him directly: "I'm not asking about this nonsense. Who controls the [Mechanical Heart] now?"

Nat hesitated. "The current owner of the [Mechanical Heart] is the leader, who has fallen into a deep sleep. Unless something unexpected happens, he will not wake up until the next qualified person appears."

"You are a bunch of rubbish. You haven't even produced a successor to the Robot Heart in all these years."

Faced with the reproach on his face, Nat was speechless.

The [Mechanical Heart] is the only thing that can be used to control the core, and is usually controlled by the supreme ruler of the Mechanical City. If you want to use it, you must have extraordinary talent, otherwise you will be overwhelmed by the large amount of information and become an idiot.

The current leader would rather fall into a deep sleep than die. The deeper meaning behind this is that there is no successor in the Mechanical City capable of carrying the responsibility of the city. How can this not be a shame?

Looking at Nat who dared not speak, No. 1 sighed and said, "You have been on the wrong track since the beginning. The Core will continue to grow and become more and more like a human, while the Operator is committed to erasing his own emotions. How can this be recognized by the [Mechanical Heart]? The Mechanic is a human first, and then a researcher."

No matter what, they are both members of the Mechanical City. No.1 knows how much Master Ham feels about the Mechanical City, so he is very concerned about him.

He waved his hand and said, "Go see Mason first. I'll tell you about other things after he's done there."

"I see. Thank you for your guidance."

Nat said goodbye respectfully. Although the other party did not reveal his true identity, his strength was definitely not simple. Just a few words made him realize something. He made up his mind to pass this message back later. Just relying on this "Master Ham", he must establish a good relationship with New Town!

Therefore, his meeting with Mason was extremely pleasant. The two sides quickly reached an agreement, not only to open a shop of the Profligate Chamber of Commerce in the Machinery City, but also to turn the Machinery City into a partner in cement production.

Upon learning that there was no suitable building in the new town to serve as a branch base, Nat brought in a lot of materials and started construction.

The mechanical city is rich and powerful, so it is impossible to renovate the branch with ordinary buildings. There are requirements for the strength and scale of the building, and some parts must be built with special materials.

According to the design, they will use airships and machines to build a branch in a very short time. The appearance is mainly silver-white, with a very regular aesthetic feeling, which is particularly outstanding. Its performance is even more excellent, explosion-proof, corrosion-proof, fire-proof, sound-proof and extremely strong.

Mason silently swallowed his tears of envy. The labor costs paid by the West were not bad, but they were still not comparable to those of the Machinery City. Even if the entire Noble Association was put on the map, it might not be as rich as the Machinery City.

The reason is simple: the entire human world cannot do without the products of the Mechanical City, and the profits are so huge that they are completely unimaginable.

Under Robbie's promotion, the construction of the new town is in full swing.

On a distant hill, two faces looked at the brightly lit new town. The man's expression was unusually solemn: "We can't wait any longer. Once the branch in the Mechanical City is built, it will become more difficult to attack here."

The female face chuckled. "Don't worry. As long as we follow the plan, there's nothing we can't take over a small town."

"I'm a little uneasy."

"That's not like you. Okay, let's be careful."

The two faces moved quickly, and the moonlight shone on the ground, illuminating a corpse. The two faces penetrated each other's bodies, and soon, the corpse stood up shakily.

It was a beautiful woman. She rolled her eyes stiffly, then gradually regained her vitality. She turned and walked down the mountain, and found a town along the road.

She found a secret passage and passed through it skillfully.

This is an underground tavern, full of noise. Various commissions flashed on the wall, and the wandering bloodline laughed and raised their glasses to chat. The woman walked straight to the largest table, where many bloodline people were sitting and drinking. The bloodline people surrounding the middle raised their heads, their faces grim, staring at the woman and licking their lips.

"Look who's here, a pretty chick. This isn't the place for you."

The woman sat across the table and flirted nonchalantly: "I have a commission that you will definitely be interested in. Would you like to consider it?"

"Tell me about it?"

"There is a place called New Town. I need you to burn and loot it. Make it as chaotic as possible. There are a few bloodline members there, but they are not very strong. I'm sure you can handle them."

"You want us to raid the nobles' territories?"

The Wandering Bloodlines laughed, and the man suddenly pulled out a knife and stabbed it deep into the table in front of the guest, with a sneer on his face.

"Do you think we are fools? If we attack the territory, the nobles will challenge their authority. It's not worth our lives for such a small thing."

The thief bared his sharp teeth, looking as brutal as a wolf under the light.

"So, we have to pay extra. Everything we find belongs to us, and the commission is extra."

The woman opened her silk fan to cover her smiling face. "No problem. As long as you can complete my commission, I will give you a satisfactory price."

"You're a real lunatic, but I like it. It's been fun working with you."

"It's a pleasure to work with you. I hope you won't let me down."

The woman casually took off the gold chain from her wrist and threw it on the table. From the wolf's perspective, it was definitely a rare and good thing. This is a fat sheep. He gave his men a look, and the latter followed him out with understanding.

They certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to do it now, but once the deal is done, the employer won't be necessary.

Someone immediately flattered, "Boss, when are we going?"

The wolf kicked him and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Go find out what's going on first. Don't let your teeth get stuck. Go and call the old man over to me."

The man rolled on the ground, but he was not annoyed. He got up, chuckled, and ran out to call the old man. He was the leader of the Wild Wolf team who was in charge of intelligence. Wild Wolf ordered him without any hesitation: "Go and get some information about the new town."

"No problem, just leave it to me."

The old man immediately took on the task and sent out his most capable scout to investigate. The result was beyond his expectation. This was a new town that had been established not long ago. The strongest knight had left the town not long ago. Now there were only a few low-level bloodlines left in the town, and there was not even a permanent army. The villagers had some strange rumors, all praising the manager of the new town and exaggerating the other party.

When the spy heard that this person had created a church out of thin air, he was a little nervous, fearing that he might offend someone he shouldn't. But when he learned that the other person had only become a bloodline last year, he immediately lost all his worries. He knew as soon as he heard it that it was just some bragging used by those in power.

As for the Mechanical City branch that was under construction, it was not taken seriously by the Wandering Bloodline people. It was better to say that. The Mechanical City used only the best materials, and it was enough to fill one's pockets with food if one grabbed a few.

Big fat, little resistance, and doesn't take long to build.

For wild wolves, this is the best bait.

After listening to the spy's report, he also felt that this place deserved to be robbed. For the sake of safety, Wild Wolf divided the entire team into three groups and sneaked into Xinzhen separately. As long as the bloodline in Xinzhen was assassinated, the rest would have to kneel down and beg for mercy, allowing them to plunder.

The most important thing in plundering is time efficiency. After the plan was arranged, Wild Wolf immediately led one group himself, and the rest were led by two deputies. The three parties sneaked into the new town under the cover of night.

The town was peaceful and quiet at night, and there was no conflict between the world and the guards on the watchtower performed their duties meticulously, but ordinary people like them were powerless against the bloodline.

Several hidden figures climbed over the wall and moved very quickly. This team was led by Deputy Zuo, who was of the Chameleon bloodline and was best at disguise. The area affected by his bloodline was covered with a layer of camouflage like glass, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find that there were people here.

The subordinates were excited: "These people are too weak to be vigilant. They didn't even deploy a mechanical beast. The door is wide open."

Deputy Zuo felt the same way, and that he had come too easily along the way. He looked around and fixed his eyes on the most conspicuous building in the town. The church with a vermilion dome stood in the moonlight, looking ancient and elegant.

He stroked his chin and asked, "Is this church included in the intelligence?"

"It seems not... It's impossible for such a large church to suddenly appear, right?"

"That's right, it's right there, there must be good stuff."

The group entered the church cautiously. Moonlight shone through the dome of the church. A snow-white statue stood in the center, its face blurred like a veil. A priest was wiping the altar with his back to them, with a bucket at his feet, seemingly unaware of their arrival.

Damn it, why is there a priest here so late at night?

The left deputy suddenly became murderous. He gave his men a look and quietly sneaked past.

"Sorry, the church is closed for the night. Or... you are not guests?"

The priest suddenly spoke without looking back. Now that he had been discovered, the evildoers hacked at him without hesitation.

"Kill!"

A loud shout suddenly arose, a mere priest could not possibly stop so many of them!

The attacker's figure turned into a flash of light, approaching the target at lightning speed, and the long sword slashed at the opponent's neck with undisguised murderous intent.

The feeling of hitting the target was not as soft as imagined. At the critical moment, the long swords attacking from all directions were forcibly blocked, and three pairs of snow-white wings grew out from behind the priest. While flapping them lightly, countless eyes opened and looked straight at the offender.

Each feather was bathed in moonlight, emitting an irresistible pressure. The tall statue looked down at the visitors, and the scene was strange and sacred.

Duyao yawned, and his eyes suddenly became deep.

"Since this is a bad visitor, let's finish him off quickly."

The two swords bloomed in the air like roses, not like killing but more like dancing, and every movement was full of pleasing beauty.

The headless bodies fell to the ground one after another, and the marble floor moved slightly, swallowing up the bodies and blood. The church soon became very clean. Poison said, "I work and you eat. It's a good idea."

After a while, a strange breath rose from the church and poured into the priest's body. The latter showed an expression of both pain and pleasure on his face, and could vaguely hear the sound of bones crackling throughout his body.

After the pain passed and he felt the power surging in his body, Duyao sighed with satisfaction.

"Cool!"

......

The moonlight was shining on the square of the new town. The guard on night patrol had just turned around when a few heads popped out from the corner.

The right deputy does not have such a useful bloodline as Chameleon, but the team he leads are all stealth elites. Their goal is to kill the enemy lord, so they go straight to the center of the town.

As the patrol team walked over, the right deputy's eyes were immediately attracted by the jade tablet. It was obvious that it could be sold for a good price, but unfortunately it was too large and had to be transported slowly after occupying the place.

"Damn, this place is not that big, but there are so many good things."

He swallowed, suppressed his greed and crossed the square. There was nothing here except a tree, so there was nothing to worry about.

As they walked past the tree, someone suddenly spoke up: "Boss, there are tree roots entangled here."

"What nonsense! There's not even a rope here."

"Boss, there are tree roots here too!"

"And here too!"

"Are you kidding me? This place is flat enough to roll around on. Where did the tree roots come from?"

The right deputy was full of impatience. Since they entered this place, these people have been hesitating and suspicious. It was just a village under the Viscount. With the strength of one A-level bloodline, three Na-level bloodlines and a dozen C-level bloodlines, they could easily defeat them.

"Boss, there really are tree roots!"

"you--"

He turned around, planning to teach his opponent a lesson, but he saw his subordinate soar into the air and slam down hard on the ground.

The ground suddenly cracked. Countless roots emerged from the ground. Unlike its green and tender appearance, the roots of this tree were like coiled snakes, as thick as an adult's arm.

"Burn them!"

The right deputy roared, and his belly suddenly swelled up, spewing out a fan-shaped stream of flames. The air temperature rose sharply. If an ordinary person were here, he would definitely be burned to death. However, this flame that was enough to melt gold and iron could not do anything to the tree roots.

Plants are indeed afraid of fire, but Xiaolu is a descendant of the [Green Mist Tree], and the flame that can deal with it must be at least of the same level. How can a Nata-level bloodline burn it?

Xiaolu had no good feelings towards the guys. Although it had not yet developed intelligence, it inherited the sacrificial characteristics of the [Qinglan Tree] and was extremely sensitive to malicious intent, so it threw them all to death without hesitation.

The blood soaked the ground, and the corpse was pulled into the ground and absorbed. The roots drilled back into the ground, and some of them did not forget to hold on to the broken ground, trying to restore it to its original state as much as possible.

The breeze blew away the faint smell of blood, and the square became quiet again. Only a small and upright tree stretched out its branches to its heart's content, looking a little green.

......

The last group of invaders led by the wolf successfully broke through the defenses, without encountering the strange church or the young tree in the center of the square. They circled around and chose to enter from the farthest direction.

This choice did help them avoid most dangers, until they came across a remote cabin on the way.

This small house was far away from the other houses, and there was a light in the window. The wolf made a gesture, and the rest of the people quietly touched the door. One of them had a knife in his mouth and pried open the lock neatly.

The door lock was easier to open than he thought, and the light shone through the crack of the door. He could vaguely see someone sitting at the table, concentrating on studying something.

This unwary target was a fat sheep that came to his door, and the wolf intended to break in and kill him. At this moment, he heard a few faint electronic sounds.

“Drip—drip—drip—”

"Detected unregistered person approaching, started capture mode."

"If the captured subject resists, increase the intensity of the intoxication."

Several small machines flew up around the hut, aiming at them and spraying iron nets. The wolves dodged immediately, but the iron nets seemed to have eyes and automatically aimed at the target. Once they were touched, they immediately released electricity, electrocuting the attackers, leaving them charred on the outside and tender on the inside, screaming in pain. The captured people fell to the ground one by one.

This did not include wild wolves. As an A-level bloodline, this was nothing to him. He struggled to break free from the iron net without hesitation, turned around and ran away quickly.

The small robots were about to chase him, but stopped where they were when they saw the direction he was running.

Number One, who was doing an experiment in the house, didn't even raise his head and uttered two words indifferently.

"madness."

The wolf fled towards the town. He had carefully chosen this direction, and he was unwilling to leave like this. As long as he joined up with the others and with the help of his two deputies, he was confident that he could deal with the evil mechanic.

Damn it, why does the mechanic live in such a remote place? Isn’t it said that the branch hasn’t been built yet?

He cursed in his heart and hurried past the square. He glanced at the cracks on the ground with the corner of his eye, but didn't take it seriously.

The wandering bloodline arrived a little late, and it was time for the patrol team to change shifts. The wolf, who had not yet found his companion, did not want to cause trouble, so he hid in a building. The reason was that this was the only building that had no locked door.

After the patrol team changed their posts, he breathed a sigh of relief and cursed under his breath: "Damn it, where are all those idiots? Why can't I see any of them?"

A voice replied naturally: "They were eaten by the tree."

"Eat it?...Who is talking?!"

The wolf reacted suddenly and looked behind him in horror.

Something was glowing in the darkness, a pair of evil red eyes. They were on hammers, picks and shovels, and more eyes kept opening. The arrival of the intruder awakened the sleeping cargo. They observed the wolf with interest, and the latter's face turned pale. He felt malice, ridicule and...

A strong murderous intent.

"Hehehe...Are you a thief?"

"Anyone who sneaks in without intending to buy anything is of course a thief!"

"Kill him! Tear him apart! Kill him!"

If it were the time before the Dark Mist, the wolf would have heard such a story.

It is said that there is a kind of goblin that likes to live in ordinary objects. If they like a family, they will bring good luck, but if they dislike a family, they will turn into little demons at night and tear them apart in the most cruel way.

In this guild, all commodities come alive. They are as warm and friendly to customers as spring breeze, but when they find thieves, these small guys will turn into ferocious butchers.

The wolf immediately used its own blood to grow thick and dense hair on its body, and roared as it tried to break open the door. The seemingly fragile door was incomparably solid, and the goods behind it leaned over and enjoyed the screams and cries.

Suddenly, a voice said, "Oh, I forgot. Don't make it too small, otherwise we won't be able to open for business tomorrow!"

"It's over, it's over. The floor is covered in blood. Rag! Come and wipe it up!"

"Hey, at least make me wet before you wipe it off!"

The merchandise that had been so cruel just now froze for a moment, and began to clean up in a panic.

At this point, all those who infiltrated Xinzhen tonight were wiped out.

"Where did this guy come from? He really underestimates the new town."

Mason lay in the rocking chair with his eyes slightly closed. With the help of the plant link, he could see the whole town.

"I have to remind Xiaolu not to crack the ground next time. That's new cement, and it was not even half a month since it was completed."

Ollie placed a cup of coffee with a sugar cube next to him and commented harshly, "What a bunch of idiots."

"Who says it's not? They first disturbed [Confession] and the poison that cleaned it, which had just run from the Steel Town to the New Town tonight. Then they woke up Little Green and beat him up. Then they ran to the laboratory of No. 1 and triggered the trap it set. Finally, they fled to the Chamber of Commerce and were torn into pieces by the merchandise that hated the thief."

The boy took a sip of coffee. This time he didn't even use a water glass or any vest, and the intruder was beaten to pieces. All he could say was that they were really unlucky. It was really amazing that they could be so unlucky.

"They are lucky that they didn't get to Wormwood."

As one of the only two pharmacists in the territory, Absinthe's status has risen rapidly. Since she started making medicines for ordinary people, she is now very popular among the townspeople. In addition, she has a gentle personality and is timid and cowardly. There are many traps set in the place where she lives. If you accidentally enter them, it is likely to have disastrous consequences.

The flax-haired boy put down his cup, and Orih asked, "Are you going out?"

The other party smiled and replied: "These guys are just scapegoats. The mastermind is hiding behind. Now it's time to hunt."

"Okay." Ollie thought about it and couldn't say anything like "be careful all the way". She could only say, "It's unfortunate for those who go against you."

The boy frowned, the cross earrings reflecting the candlelight. He chuckled and walked out the door.

"Since you have made the choice, you must have the courage to bear the consequences. I will give them a chance to pray before I die."

......

When the wild wolf died, the two human faces immediately sensed his death.

The female face tutted. "How useless. I didn't expect them to succeed, but they died so soon. Trash."

The man's face was furrowed with brows, and he had a bad feeling. It was faint but sharp, making him feel a little uneasy.

He made a quick decision: "We have to go."

The female face was a little puzzled: "Are you too sensitive? No one knows it was us who did it. They can't find us."

The man felt more and more uneasy, and his animal instinct guided him. He interrupted the other party and said, "Listen to me, we're leaving now."

Although the two faces had their own thoughts, they were quite united in the major issues. The female face stopped talking. The giant spider monster quickly left the place. When it was halfway there, the two human faces suddenly connected to the spiders that were arranged to monitor at the foot of the mountain.

The woman wrapped in a black coat stepped onto the forest land and looked up coldly at the deep jungle under the night. She stepped on the spider that informed them and chased in their direction.

The two faces felt a chill in their hearts.

escape!

Must escape immediately!

No matter how the other party found him, the fact that he dared to go up the mountain alone meant that he was fully confident in fighting or even killing him. The two human faces sped up. The spider's long legs were very suitable for the complex environment of the mountain forest, and they soon reached the exit. The male face stared at the sky that was so close, and a sense of joy and peace arose in his heart.

They're almost there! They're leaving now!

At the critical moment, the female face stopped. The male face yelled anxiously: "What are you doing? Why don't you leave——"

The female face suddenly bit the other person, and as the venom was ingested, the latter regained consciousness. He immediately realized that something was wrong with him. No matter what the situation was, why was he suddenly so happy and excited, even blaming his own half?

Seeing that they were hesitant to move, the young man with long silver hair walked into the exit, his heterochromatic eyes staring quietly at the two faces, the latter feeling an irresistible threat and dependence from him.

Their minds were split in two, one half screaming and running away, the other half wanting to get closer to each other. The two faces bit their tongues hard, and took advantage of the pain to run towards another hidden passage. The young man stopped and stared at the mutant's receding back, with a strange light flashing in his pupils.

After finding that the other party had not caught up with them, the two faces breathed a sigh of relief. They had never expected that Xinzhen was so powerful. If they were not careful, they might die here!

In other words, as long as they can leave here today, they will definitely be able to make a comeback and arrange a new scam based on the existing power in Xinzhen.

The new exit was right in front of them. The two faces observed carefully for a while, and only walked out after confirming that there was no ambush.

The scenery before my eyes suddenly opened up, the sky was high, the land was vast, and the wilderness was endless.

There was a person sitting on a big rock not far away. When he saw the two faces, he greeted them.

"Long time no see."

His expression was very calm, so calm that it was frightening. It was the silence before a volcano erupted. The red-haired young man stood up and walked towards him, with a reckless smile on his lips.

The two faces felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, knowing that today would be a fight to the death.

This is what Mason thought.

When he met the other party, he decided that after tonight, the two human faces would be dead. Even if the monster master came to rescue them personally, he would kill this guy.

The woman's eyes were full of tenderness: "I think we can talk about it. There is no need to rush into a war now. What do you think?"

The red-haired young man smiled at her and said, "I think - I think this is very bad."

Before he could finish his words, the fist was already in front of him!

The two faces' expressions changed drastically. They had never expected that the other party would be so cruel after a disagreement. He narrowly avoided the attack, and his face darkened.

"Since you say so, there is no need for reconciliation."

"The word didn't exist between us in the first place."

"You're not really that stupid to think that I can only use my ultimate move after I finish reading it."

Although they didn't understand what it meant to use a big move, the two faces knew they were being mocked. Both faces were filled with anger. Mutants were already affected by their bloodline, and once they got emotional, they were more likely to go crazy.

Facing the violent attack, the red-haired young man strolled leisurely. His eyes were unconsciously dyed scarlet. The boiling flames burned his chest, and the voice of resentment lingered in his ears, urging him to destroy everything around him. The power of the gods flowed in his body, like ice covering the flames, maintaining the balance of reason.

This feeling was great. The young man grinned and punched the other man in the face. The fragile skin broke and blood oozes out. The two faces changed their expressions drastically, clearly sensing that an external force was controlling them.

The young man was tireless, punching again and again.

Countless fists smashed into the two human faces, and the latter let out a painful wail. This blood was like poison to him. The red-haired young man stared down at the other party with an evil and mocking smile.

"You know, once you lose your hostages, you are so weak."

The male face roared angrily: "Who do you think you can save? The world belongs to us advanced mutants! Those ordinary people have no chance of survival. As for the bloodline ones, if they are as stubborn as Amira, they will all die!"

Aurelius punched him without hesitation: "You have no right to mention that name."

"Hahaha, cough, haha, are you feeling guilty? Are you feeling guilty that you didn't save him, so you're so angry?"

The two faces were coughing up blood and laughing wildly, full of mockery and hatred.

The red-haired young man withdrew his hand, his eyes looking at a dead person. He snapped his fingers, and the portal opened in the air. His voice was extremely flattering: "Respected Lord Orelius, the portal is always ready to serve you!"

The summoner said coldly, "Go to that place."

"No problem, I'm ready!"

He didn't say it, but the portal knew what he was talking about, which is also the quality of an excellent subordinate. Oleus grabbed the two faces and dragged them roughly into the door. The black mist gathered to form a path leading to the door at the end, making the two faces extremely uneasy.

Ignoring his struggles, Oreius dragged him out of the black gate. The moonlight fell coldly on the ground, and what appeared before him was a completely dead tree and the ruins of the town.

The two faces immediately realized where they were, and fear appeared in their eyes for the first time.

The red-haired young man said in a cold tone: "Have you heard of a kind of punishment called Lingchi? It is said that the best craftsman can cut 3,650 times without killing the opponent. I am very confident in my knife skills, do you have confidence in yourself?"

"You can't do this!"

"Why can't I do this?"

The red-haired young man asked back, pulling out a knife from his waist. The blade was thin and smooth. With a gentle smile, he squatted down and gently tapped the other person's face with the blade.

His face was handsome, almost to the point of being elf-like, with a high nose bridge, thick eyelashes, and dark golden pupils stained with a crazy red, as if covered by a layer of bright red sunset, or as if a devil crawling out of hell was whispering.

This was a flawless face from any angle, but it was so terrifying in the eyes of the two human faces. He couldn't imagine the scene the other party was talking about, and begged bitterly: "Don't be like this, I can give you anything you want. Do you want to become the emperor of mankind? I can serve you as my master - ah -!!"

No matter how they begged, cursed, tempted, or cried, the red-haired young man remained indifferent.

His eyes were calm and his hands were very steady. The portal peeked a few times and fled in fear. Perverts are not scary, and people who like to torture are also common. But when someone like his master is so calm and does the most brutal things without any emotion, even pollutants will be terrified.

After three days and three nights, the two faces breathed their last with extreme resentment and resentment.

The red-haired young man crushed the skeleton without hesitation and wiped the blood off his hands. At this time, he was completely red-robed, and walking on the road, he looked like a perverted murderer.

He did not rush back, but turned and walked towards the dead tree.

There was a small tombstone in front of the tree with the name of a friend written on it. The red-haired young man sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone and took out a small bottle of wine and a wine glass from his arms.

This is the best wine Mason has ever bought, called "Blue Starry Sky".

This wine comes from the western seas and is extremely expensive, with one bottle costing as much as an A-class mechanical beast.

There are tiny specks of light floating in the azure wine, as if a bright galaxy is falling into the glass.

The red-haired young man raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, and poured the second cup on the other's grave. They drank one cup after another until night fell and the wind blew through the charred remains.

"I owe you a drink, and I'm paying you back today."

The dark golden pupils stared at the grave in front of them, and the red color slowly faded.

He poured the last glass of wine on the tombstone, and a familiar voice with a smile rang in his ears.

"It's a pity that I can't pour you another glass of wine this time, Mr. Aurelius."

Well, this time, I'll drink it first.