Real Name God

Chapter 83: traitor

   "Then, let me mention one thing you can do."

   "Rasputin" laughed lowly.

"Help me out once, how about? I am now a member of Steppenwolf. Some things are inconvenient to do with my current capacity, and you, the former leader who was once expelled, are different. I think many In human eyes, you should be a dead person who has passed away for hundreds of years, right?"

   He doesn't know what the other person has in his hands, let alone expose his ignorance or desire, which means weakness. So I can only choose this as a condition.

"it is good."

   The Hanged Man nodded readily and agreed this time.

   "However, the premise is within my abilities."

   "Of course. If it's something that I can't handle myself, I won't call you. It makes no sense to do that, right?"

   "Rasputin" responded with no face.

   The hanged man who was choked, his mood seemed a little worse-of course, this was only Richard's guess. No expression can be seen from the outline of the face formed by the dotted line.

"...Just two days later, I will ask someone to send over the remaining half of the magic key," The Hanged Man turned the topic back to the plan, "The location is at the lowest level. I will arrange it at that time. The experimental product invasion should begin, and chaos will soon appear in the first three floors of the tower."

   With these words, the plan made by The Hanged Man is officially kicked off.

   Richard, who was involved in the "debt" left by Rasputin, although less than half an hour has passed, he naturally became a traitor to the magic tower...

   It's not that Richard doesn't feel that doing this is bad, but at the moment it seems that he has no choice.

  *

   After a brief exchange of information, the two agreed on a time, and they went offline together.

   The huge starry sky illusion slowly dissipated in front of Richard.

   He returned to the real world from the illusory universe. The hall, which was originally quite spacious in his opinion, seemed a bit cramped at this time. Only the cold touch from the armrest of the throne and under him reminded Richard of the dividing line between reality and illusion, even though the human senses are so vague and ambiguous.

   Richard closed his eyes while sitting on the Iron Throne. The energy expended in communicating with the Hanged Man is simply more exaggerated than his sleepless exercise all day long. He felt tired and subconsciously wanted to rub his eyebrows, but finally held back. He forced himself to open his eyes.

  ...There is one more person to deal with.

   Ms. Alice still maintains the posture that Richard had when she entered the virtual space, kneeling down on the ground, like she was saluting to the **** she adored.

   This is a world with gods, and there are many wizards who believe in gods. But ordinary people who place their own destiny and future on their hopes for gods, what they are more willing to sing for, is actually power, power and truth. Richard felt that the other party was such a person.

Speaking of it, "Inverse Cross" sounds like a very religious group, including its name itself, as well as the 7 leaders called "Apostles", as well as the titles of "priest" and "sacrifice".. .

   "Master, is it over?"

   The witch knelt on the ground raised her head, her face was so pale that she looked like a dead person, and she couldn't see any blood that symbolized vitality and vitality. The woman's forehead was covered with sweat, and her hair became soggy as a result, and her hair was randomly stuck to her forehead. Ms. Alice was panting, her chest rising and falling violently, looking exhausted, on the verge of exhaustion.

"Ok."

   Richard responded briefly, and looked at her with curiosity. At this time, he would not have any special thoughts about Ms. Alice, he was just curious about what secrets she concealed.

   Judging from the situation just now, she is like a medium for her to connect with Inverse Cross. ...Ms. Alice should have been brought by Rasputin on the initiative, which shows that the other party was a member of the inverse cross from the beginning.

"That's good......"

   The witch said in a hoarse voice, and her voice was as slight as a critically ill patient lying on the bed, as if she might faint and tremble at any time.

   Was the contact method just now very expensive to her?

   Richard blinked and noticed that Ms. Alice’s cross-scarred pupil was glowing. It did not look like a human eye at all, but was closer to some kind of electronic product. After a while, her eyeballs turned back again, this time it looked like normal human tissue again.

   He also found that the ears exposed on both sides of the witch's head were a little strange.

   "That is... pointed ears?"

   She turned out to be an elf?

   Ms. Alice stretched out her hand and put her hair down, intentionally or unintentionally covering the pair's very distinctive ethnic characteristics.

   "Master, please allow me to retire."

   The witch lowered her head again and said respectfully. From beginning to end, she did not face herself directly.

   It can be seen that Alice would never act without Rasputin’s permission. This respect is not like the awe of ordinary wizards to wizard leaders, but the complete obedience of slaves to their masters.

   Richard nodded. Seeing her, if you don't agree quickly, you might be exhausted here.

  ......

   When Ms. Alice disappeared in the doorway, Richard suddenly thought of something: Just let her go out in this way, if others ran into it, she would have misunderstood it? Rasputin's mysterious and cold personality is about to collapse... Before he felt depressed, the real lady suddenly said, "That woman has signs of physical modification."

   "...Body transformation?"

   What does Richard think is wrong-why does this topic come back again?

   "Yes, it should be some kind of prosthesis implanted."

   Oh, it's a human body modification in a sound sense...After all, the implant setting is really cyber. Does Ms. Alice rely on the implant to communicate the reverse cross?

Although I don’t know if there is a so-called “headquarters” in Inverse Cross, since it can build a virtual space and have the ability to gather all members of organizations from all over the world, it means that it has at least one line that can carry thousands of people. The server logged in on.

   "Only those who have implanted special prostheses can contact this server?"

   Richard feels that the "reverse cross" is indeed sufficiently cautious. It uses both advanced information technology and the most primitive "contact person" to ensure confidentiality.

   If this is the case, there may be more than one person like Ms. Alice, and every member of the "Inverse Cross" should have similar people around him. Of course, it should be the chief priest or apostle that can make a magic master follow him as a human signal transmitter.

  ...And, why is it an elves?

   Richard couldn't help but think of the true origins of the elves, and felt that this might be another big pit.

   "Well, let's put this aside for now."

   He stretched his waist and stood up from the Iron Throne in an unimaginative manner.

   "Next, I have to plan carefully."

   Three days later, I'm about to connect with the people sent by the Hanged Man to sneak into the magic tower. In addition, the ladder system needs to be adjusted. He can't leave it to anyone to do it, so he can only prepare it himself.

  *

   Two days later, the wizard duel on the top of the magic tower.

"Witcher duel" is one of the important customs of the magic tower-of course, most of the groups or forces that do not allow internal fighting on the surface, but secretly encourage members to compete and develop, have similar rules-it can be used Ruling the contradiction between the two wizards, regardless of life or death.

   As long as there is permission from the Steppenwolf Council, no one will blame you for killing people. If you feel resentful because of this, you can only see the truth in the arena in the same way.

However, today’s duel is not such a **** life-and-death struggle, but a monthly "duel competition" of the Green School. It is aimed at young members under the age of 30 and aims to select the best talents as a supplement. At the same time, a ranking system is used to stimulate competitive psychology.

  The reason why the duel is really popular is that its ranking is often an important reference for the selection of the chief students of each school, so every time a large number of wizards come to watch it. Today, the number of visitors is particularly large. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

   The center of the arena is a wide earth arena, surrounded by a three-person ravine, and beyond is the grandstand.

The   stand is a huge and wide cylindrical arch, forming three circles of circular voucher corridors (that is, the corridors supported by the voucher) of different heights, and the uppermost layer is a solid wall 100 meters high. The structure advances back layer by layer, forming a stepped slope.

   If Richard came here, he would probably feel very familiar. Because here is a building modeled after the Colosseum of the Secular Kingdom, and the latter is very similar to the Roman Colosseum built some years ago.

   Although it is in the future, when the institutional civilization once again regressed back to the feudal era, the nobility and the upper class once again began to become fascinated by the adrenaline-stimulating custom of flesh-and-blood gladiatorial battles. Everything is like history repeating itself. It's just that, this time standing on the arena are not only human warriors and ferocious beasts, but also extraordinary people with extraordinary powers, and demons that seem to have crawled out of nightmares.

  ……

The results of today’s duel will announce the end of the long selection of the chief student of the Green School. Therefore, the top level at this time has attracted much attention, whether it is people who are keen on the politics of the magic tower's internal school or those who are simply interested in magic fighting. , All gathered here, only the members of the Rasputin School, who have always been gloomy and autistic under the influence of school leaders, would be indifferent to this.

   There are crowds of people on the field for a time, and the sound is like a boom,

The audience seats in the Colosseum are arranged upwards in order of rank, highlighting the strict class gap. On the wall outside the Colosseum, there are five VIP rooms. Needless to say, everyone knows who is there for it.

   Shi Koudi was standing in one of the VIP rooms, with a slightly worried look overlooking the stadium below.

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