Gray Lint wanted to scream in his heart, he wanted to shout in his heart, but he couldn't!
Because the opponent is a strong man in the spiritual field.
He suppressed the fear and absurdity in his heart, and said coldly and calmly:
"I don't understand you."
"It's okay if you don't understand."
The vague figure of male and female chuckled and replied, as if what he said before was just a joke, just a ridiculous and nonsensical tease.
After laughing, he became a little more formal and added:
"You just need to know that those who try to fight against the trend of the times will surely become victims of history, and I, my organization, am the maintainer of the destiny of the times."
"And you are lucky. You are naturally in the position of a promoter, so you can get our help and join our organization directly. You can achieve your goals more smoothly and you will also be saved in the future."
This is really funny. If the times really have a so-called destiny and an inevitable destination, why do you need to "maintain it"?
After subconsciously retorting, Glerint was afraid of being discovered by the other party and did not dare to think deeply about the meaning. He just pretended to be confused and asked:
"Why can I trust you?"
"What is the name of your organization?"
"What kind of help can you provide me?"
The vague figure seemed to attach great importance to his opinion. After listening carefully, he nodded and explained:
"First of all, I can't tell you the name of the organization I belong to until you confirm that you have successfully joined and actually participate in the party.
Of course, considering the doubts you must have, before formally inviting you to join, I will certainly show our sincerity and give you a satisfactory gift.
Well, this takes some time.
As for the help you can get, it includes magic potion recipes, high-level occult knowledge, and direct supply of sealed objects and materials. In addition, you can also directly exchange information with the participating members, trade items, and issue commissions."
"This sounds like an ordinary extraordinary gathering?"
Gray Linte still had the doubtful expression on his face, trying to get more information.
The figure, who could not distinguish between male and female, laughed and said:
"Don't compare us with those guys hiding in dark rooms. I can only tell you that when you really join us, you will definitely feel lucky for your choice."
"Well, my visit ends here, Your Excellency the Viscount."
"Next, please wait patiently for the sincerity we show! I believe that after that, we will gain your trust."
After confidently speaking these words, the white blurred figure suddenly dissipated without waiting for Gray Linte to react.
The next second, on the carriage, Gray Linte suddenly opened his eyes and frowned tightly.
eccentric!
Everything about this thing is weird!
Jingle bell…
As the bell rang, Glerint immediately heard the coachman's thick voice:
"Sir, we've arrived at the Mitchell Hotel."
"knew."
After responding, Graylingt jumped off the carriage and subconsciously looked at the pedestrians around him... Of course, there was no gain, even if Graylingt projected part of his consciousness to the person of "Duke of Entropy" to check again.
"Looks like he's definitely gone."
Ordinary saints and mid-sequence extraordinary people cannot cover up the "chaos" of their own sequence levels under the scrutiny of the "Duke of Entropy".
It was only then that Gray Lint truly relaxed and was able to think about what he had just experienced.
He simply took a piece of ready-to-sell food, and while eating lunch, he completely reviewed the dream he had just had.
"The trend of the times..."
After silently reciting this description, he searched for memories about the "original work".
"Amon's brother wanted to become a god...it could also be said that he wanted to resurrect the ancient sun god, but the basis for the latter was also his ascension to the throne of god."
"And the development trajectory of the times that He envisioned can be roughly described as 'a war affecting the northern and southern continents'... In other words, my move to consolidate the warlords' territories and try to build a country is in line with the trend of the times? Because it is definitely indispensable.
Total War."
"And the key is, after I have Trunsoest's help and mastered two complete extraordinary paths, it is indeed possible to promote a local war..."
"But if things are in line with the trend of the times as He expected, then there is no need for Him to interfere?
Just let me develop for a while, okay?
Is it because the pace of my natural development is too slow and I cannot meet His requirements?"
The train of thought of this "writer" is simply not something that ordinary people can guess, even after he has made certain actions.
Therefore, Gray Lint is more inclined to another guess, that is, this matter has nothing to do with Amon's brother, it is completely the spontaneous behavior of some people in that ancient organization who have the same purpose as Amon's brother.
, they really foresee that they are the "promoter", so they want to grow to the extent they need faster.
This guess is actually much more reliable.
One is because the "visitor" technique this time is quite crude and does not look like the work of a top writer.
The second reason is that according to Gray Lint's conjecture, if Amon's brother really notices him, he may not just have an attitude, but various "arrangements" will follow.
"But...if He really 'arranged' me, as long as he doesn't directly modify my spiritual body, but uses other roundabout methods, I don't think I can find it..."
"Hey, I may not be 'arranged' now."
He laughed at himself and sighed, finishing his lunch.
In fact, to be honest, when there was no shortage of potion formulas, he actually didn't want to join the "Twilight Hermits", but the problem was that the guy didn't give him a chance to refuse. He had to show his "sincerity" and wanted to
Initiation of Lagralinte.
"And the way they gather is a dream that spans the northern and southern continents, a real dream. I have no way to reasonably resist this, unless I expose myself as an angel."
"Hey, let's digest the 'Corruption Baron' potion as soon as possible and try to be promoted to 'Chaos Tutor'."
"At that time, I should be able to further mobilize the power of the 'Duke of Entropy', and also be able to fully control the 'Servant of Madness'... I remember that his torso happens to correspond to the 'Manipulator', and I can pinch one for myself.
Virtual personality, an extraordinary means to hide from others, is really important to me."
Using the "distortion" of the "Duke of Entropy" to barely cope with these methods is not that professional after all, and the effect is very unsatisfactory. At most, it can only keep oneself conscious to a certain extent.