This boy who looks to be about fourteen or five years old is none other than Trom, the "Phantom Deer"!
After Trom walked out, the door slowly disappeared and appeared behind another reef.
Trom stood on the rock where only one person was standing, his face a little stern. He did not expect that this competition venue would encounter such a difficult scene.
Trom looked around. He was still calm in the gloomy place. He couldn't see the troll yet. But the fishy smell in the air made him slightly uneasy. Trom couldn't help but close his eyes and radiate his spiritual power.
Tentacles, I want to feel the baking situation in advance.
At this time, the narrator's crisp voice sounded: "It seems that our Huanlu Yan is very cautious. After all, he is facing the post-troll. However, if he senses the post-troll now, even if he really senses it, it will increase his own power.
Stress, or stress relief?”
Trom could also hear the narrator's voice, but he completely ignored what the narrator said and continued to patrol the monkey.
"Let me give you a friendly reminder. The Houli trolls are now sleeping in a special form and will only wake up after the game starts. I'm afraid Huanlu Yan can't find them now. I think instead of paying attention to the situation in Houli, it's better to
Pay attention to your lovely fans?"
The slightly teasing voice of the narration made Trom's expression stagnant. If he were in an ordinary arena now, he could pay attention to the fans' emotions, but now he can't see the situation outside the dome at all, how can he pay attention?
He's not the narcissistic guy from Round Dance of Spring who can show off his coquettishness to the air.
Trom stood unmoved, while the narrator expressed disappointment.
Outside, at the judging table, Angel muttered to himself in a low voice: "Why do you feel that the tone of the narration this time is always malicious?"
"Perhaps there is a different narrator?" Falina was beside Angel, heard his whisper, and replied smoothly: "That's not bad, at least the audience seats are tied up."
After teasing Trom, the narrator once again changed into a serious tone: "Here is the second ruler: the philosopher."
The words "Philosopher" also flashed on the light screen. At the same time, the door of the endless arena within the dome was pushed open on another rock more than ten meters away from the rock Trom was standing on.
Onassis, who was almost the same age as Trom, walked out from behind the door silently.
Onassis was still dressed in an old gray and black wizard robe, his expression was a bit dull, and he naturally exuded a sour "academic" aura. It was completely inconsistent with his somewhat immature face.
After Onassis came out, he did not show any emotion to the people around him. He stood on the rock in a dignified manner, looked at Trom not far away, and nodded lightly.
"The ocean current will carry my greetings to you." Onassis whispered.
The sea breeze brought Onassis's words to Trom's ears. However, Trom obviously did not understand and was a little confused.
Fortunately, the narrator spoke at this time——
"The philosopher Yan's words are as ritualistic as ever, but equally obscure." Narrator: "Did this Bolov's catchphrase come from the morning or the evening? Is it a satire on Trom or is it really a tribute?
?Probably, only the philosophers themselves understand."
Many people still didn't understand the narration, including who this Bolov was, which was also a question mark.
Falina considers herself a person who reads a lot, but she is also confused.
Seeing this, Angel explained to her in a low voice: "Bolov is the villain of the Twilight Pearl Crown."
This book tells the story of a chamber of commerce that obtained the treasure of the Lost Kingdom - the Twilight Pearl Crown. Although it tried every possible means to hide it, the news was still heard by the famous monster thief Bolov.
As the saying goes, possession is the original sin.
At a dinner party held by the Chamber of Commerce, Bolov sneaked in and took action.
When he sneaked into the venue dressed as a dance host, his opening remarks on the stage were, "The ocean current brings my greetings to you all, good morning."
At the end of this novel, Bolov, the monster thief, not only obtained the Twilight Pearl Crown, but even sank a whole boat of people into the sea. He was the only one, riding in the escape boat, leisurely and leisurely.
Escape successful.
Watching the Yuanji ship sink gradually, and laughter of fear and despair came from the ship, the Phantom Thief said the last words of this book: "The ocean current brings my greetings to you all, good night."
"That's it." After listening to Angel's story, Farina suddenly understood.
Therefore, the narrator's words can be explained. Did he say that Bolov's catchphrase came from the morning or the evening? It corresponds to the "good morning at the tide" or "good night at the curtain call" in the book.
"Sure enough, as the narrator said, Onassis's way of speaking is too obscure." Falina said. Not only was it obscure, but it was also quite unpleasant. There was an illusion that an academic wizard was showing off in front of you, but the other party was still serious.
"This is his style, but unfortunately not everyone can accept it." Angel looked into the dome, and Trom obviously couldn't accept it.
Trom deliberately lowered his antler hat, and the two pieces of fluff covering his temples were pulled into his ears, as if he didn't want to listen.
Although Trom seemed disgusted with Onassis' behavior of dropping his book bag, he did not respond. Probably he also knew Onassis, and almost everyone who responded to Onassis would be driven crazy by him.
Trom may not know what the power of words and philosophy is, but he subconsciously chooses to avoid it.
Onassis looked at Trom's behavior without any discomfort on his face. He just sighed softly: "Another person who fell into a foolish path."
After sighing, Onassis raised his head and looked at the sky.
It seems that through this hazy sky, I can see the situation outside the dome.
"Philosopher Yan seems to be paying attention to the outfield, is he paying attention to his admirers? But this is not in line with his practice." Narrator: "I'm really curious, who is the person the philosopher wants to see? It could be rumored,
A philosophical scholar who fell in love with and killed him?"
Onassis could also hear the narration, but he obviously had no intention of responding. Instead, he slowly withdrew his gaze and focused on Trom again.
Because at this time, there is only the last minute left before the start of the game.
A countdown appears on the light screen.
Both Onassis and Trom entered the final stages of preparation.
As the narrator chuckled: "Be careful when the troll appears. I wish you both good luck."
The game officially begins!
Although the narrator specifically reminded that the trolls would appear at any time, He was still as calm as before. However, the clouds above his head became lower and the air seemed to be suffocating.