[244 – I dare not]

rumbling…

The whole mountain range made a deafening roar, the boulders rolled down, the glaciers shifted, and the huge giant broke away from the mountain and sat up.

It was only then that it was discovered that the entire mountain range was actually a throne, and that the giant was leaning against the armrest and sitting on the throne in a contemplative posture.

Perhaps because of contemplation for too long, the throne has turned into a permafrost mountain, and the giant has also been wrapped in soil and rocks and turned into a part of the mountain.

Only now has it been reawakened.

Michael seems to have expected it long ago, and it happened to stand on the ridge on the edge of the throne, and not many mountains were peeled off.

Although some falling stones hit him, he stood motionless, letting the white robe and blond hair flutter, and those stones were naturally evaporated and disappeared by the light radiating from his body.

He looked up at the giant’s open-eyed face, and said loudly, “Augustas, do you know why I came?”

Slater Augustus.

“The Oldest King of Words”, “Dark Emperor”, “Dragon Whisperer”, “The Last Descendant of Giants”… these are all his titles.

Of course, because he has lived for too long, he has more messy titles, and the above are just the most representative ones. Launch URL https://m.xswang.com

Some people also call him the kingdom of giants, because he is one with his throne, and it is the last territory of the kingdom of giants.

In this northern highland, in the mountains adjacent to the gray fog high wall, he alone is a country.

Of course, this title also means that Augustus’ combat power is enough to rival a country.

As one of the three god-level dark wizards in recorded history, Augustus’ strength is beyond doubt, and not only is his spell powerful, but as a giant himself, his racial advantages make his physical quality very strong.

It can even be said that it is a god-level in two aspects, with almost no shortcomings.

Although the ranking list of the Truth Society does not provide rankings, in the private discussions of many people, Augustus is always recognized as the strongest in the world.

This statement seems very ridiculous to Michael.

Although Augustus is powerful, there are many strong opponents on the road of the Fire Sword.

Just not known.

Even Michael himself is confident that he can defeat Augustus – the premise is to arrange in advance, and to use all his strength to prepare for death.

However, these old people, but each one cherishes their lives, and no one would really be willing to fight for their lives with people of their own level. This kind of stupid action is simply worth the loss, and it has no meaning.

But who knew that he would meet that terrifying guy…

Michael couldn’t help but think of what happened to him not long ago. Although he was only a clone, he still felt the same experience of being crushed and beaten.

“Oh… Michael?”

The giant awakened from the mountains pondered, and made a deep and rich sound like a pipe organ, shaking the surrounding clouds away.

Then he blinked and shook off a lot of stones, soil and trees.

His eyes were as deep as obsidian, full of light of wisdom, and he lowered his head, reflecting the blond figure in a white robe who was very small compared to him.

As his neck moved, the crown he wore on top of his head was also exposed.

It was a crown that was as dark as a scorched tree, with cracks and cracks on it, like a burning fire.

Augustus tried his best to recall, remembering that he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep because thinking about a spell was too boring after sending off the last disciple…

This sleep is a full thirty years.

Come to think of it, that little guy named Wilde should have found a unique existence in that fate trajectory.

That rippling pebble.

Then he found that the old friend in front of him also had the “water stains” from fate, and smiled: “Did you wake me up just to show me how you were beaten?”

Augustus pretended to think for a moment, smiled in a low voice, and seriously commented: “Then I have to say, it’s really beautiful.”

Michael naturally knew that the other party could see through the experience of his clone, but even though he knew the character of the giant in front of him, it was not a glorious experience, and his face was inevitably black, and he said: “Stop your bad humor, forget it, I almost forgot, chatting with you guy can’t be around the corner-”

He knocked on the mountain with a red cross and said, “Who is that bookstore owner?”

Augustus shook his head: “I don’t know.”

Michael didn’t believe it: “I don’t know? That gargoyle is always yours, right?”

Augustus showed a nostalgic expression and said, “That’s my last disciple’s work, isn’t it pretty good?”

Michael looked up at him: “That was before you fell asleep, at least thirty years ago, right? You definitely saw its last whereabouts from that gargoyle.”

“I’m not good at measuring the trajectory of fate. For me, before my clone entered the bookstore, the bookstore was an invisible fate line, but for you, it should be on the gargoyle at that time. I see, I don’t believe there is no push from you here.”

“What’s more… that bookstore owner seems to have something to do with Gulong Bakak. You and that guy should know each other, right?”

Facing Michael’s questioning, Augustus smiled slightly and said, “Bacak is dead.”

Michael sneered and said: “I personally felt the dragon breath of Calamity, shouldn’t you have seen it too, ‘it’s really beautiful’.”

The implication is that he suspects that Bakak is not dead, or that it is not Bakak who died, but just a layer of identity of someone.

Augustus adjusted his posture and said, “Bakak is indeed dead, but he was once the retinue of the Silver Witch. After his death, he went to the dreamland of the Snow Country and became a tree there – he died well enough. .”

Michael’s pupils shrank.

“So.” Augustus continued: “He is not related to Bakak, but to Primordial.”

Michael’s heart was beating wildly, and he set up the Fire Sword Road. The thing he was most afraid of was the primordial witch’s recovery from the dream… Because his act of prying open the crack in the dream was exactly the opposite of what the primordial witch did back then.

As a result, the witch did not wake up, but a ruthless man who seemed to be related to the witch appeared.

“You mean, he was sent by a witch…”

“I do not know.”

Augustus immediately denied it, and said meaningfully: “You are right in a sentence, I did see the thread of fate on the gargoyle, but I clicked it so far, just let my disciples go with the flow, no Continue to explore further.”

Can see, but don’t.

It’s certainly not because the most ancient King of Words has no curiosity.

But because…don’t dare.

Michael lost his words for a moment, and felt a chill creep up his back.

“in addition–”

Augustus stretched out his hand, pointed into the distance, and reminded: “One of your angel companions doesn’t seem to think it’s a good idea to cooperate with the bookstore owner. Why don’t you stop him?”