At the end of Block 23, among the countless homeless people, a slender and exaggerated man like a bamboo pole wandered in the alley like a ghost.
This street dedicated to homeless people is now only left with yellow-faced and skinny old people and children. Young and middle-aged people have been inspired by the Sun God Sect to become rebels in the central district.
The slogan of Mr. Vincent, the bishop of the Helios, is "beat the nobles, divide the fields, and divide the rich and the poor." As long as they win, they will have food.
The tall and thin man's footsteps stopped in the alley of the homeless in the 23rd block. He looked at these homeless people openly and he also attracted the attention of many homeless people.
Bamboo man's broad brim looks a bit old-fashioned even in a remote place like No. 23, but this man wore it so well that it was impossible to estimate its price.
At first glance, he looked like a rich man, and his body exuded a vicious feeling, and no one walked up to him and asked him for money.
Until the tall and thin man turned into a deserted alley, and suddenly felt that his jacket was caught by someone.
He was a little surprised at first, then turned his head and saw a little girl no more than ten years old. Her face was full of dirt and her lips were dry and cracked. Although she looked very tattered, she could see the child's innocence and cuteness. .
"Uncle, my mother is ill, and my father has gone to the Central District. My mother and I haven't eaten for a few days. Can you give me some money, please." The little girl pouted and choked, tears like pearls falling down.
The bamboo pole man turned around and squatted down slightly, parallel to the little girl.
The man is too tall, definitely more than two meters, but the little girl who bends over and looks up to his thighs looks like it is easy, and her body easily twists that ordinary people can't do.
"I can give you money to heal your mother." The man's voice was hoarse and seductive, and his wide hat covered the part of his nose up.
The little girl immediately burst into tears and laughed, "Thank you, thank you! Uncle!"
"...Don't be too busy to thank you," the man raised his hand and gently stroked his hat brim, "You have to know that everything has a price."
After all, he gently raised the brim of his hat. Under the brim of the hat were not very human eyes, but countless small holes that were breathing and squirming.
The little girl froze for a while, then let out a piercing scream, and stumbled out as if she had seen a ghost, but before she took two steps, she fell to the ground, her body shattered like glass.
"It hurts!" The little girl cried and shouted, rolling on the ground, but her body shattered even more with the movement. She kept crying, "Mom, little Mary hurts so much!!"
Randkiel slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, pulled the brim of his hat, continued to cover half of his face, and said with a smile, "What a filial child."
Nearly a thousand years have passed, and human beings are still so fragile and greedy.
The mentality of being a strong man has been in the world for too long, and Randkiel has almost forgotten the nature of human beings.
This slender, bamboo-like man was named Randkiel.
He is not a human being, but was born as the world's rule of "equivalent exchange".
In the entire Azir continent, in addition to the four primordial witches, there are still many rules, and Randkiel is one of them. Unfortunately, although this rule exists in human society, it is rarely used in practice.
The gap between the rich and the poor, family background, class contradictions... The so-called equivalent exchange is the most useless law in the world.
But this does not affect Randkiel, who believes that he was born to maintain this law and has no feelings for humans.
Since joining the Fire Sword Road, his mission has not ended at all, but according to Michael, when the Fire Sword Road arrives in the dream world, it will be able to become an existence that surpasses all things, and then all things must be realized. The equivalent exchange of , is no longer empty talk.
Because of this dream, Randkiel joined the Fire Sword Road.
"Yanar" escaped from the hand of the bookstore owner? Randkiel couldn't help but wonder what the bookstore owner really was.
Different from Michael, Randkiel really felt that all the companions on the Fire Sword Road should work together to win the victory. The bookstore owner asked Rachel to stop thinking, let Shanda die without a whole body, and let Yanar die. The vitality was seriously damaged, and the body had to be replaced...
Now, the owner of the bookstore is Randkiel's number one enemy.
After changing the body, "Yanar", whose mind became extremely flexible, thought that the bookstore owner's main forces... Wilde and Joseph's whereabouts are unknown, Rolle Resources and the Sun God Cult are busy with uprisings, and his assistant is suspected to be a girl from the goddess of the night. was transferred to the Central District.
In the early years of the Secret Ritual Tower, the undercover agent planted on the Fire Sword Road suddenly turned against the water, revealing a lot of information about Boss Lin to the Fire Sword Road.
Now is a great opportunity for Fire Sword Road to join forces to kill the owner of the bookstore.
These opportunities were fleeting, but Michael was still careful enough to let Randkiel personally come over to test the true strength of the bookstore owner.
That's the real reason Randkiel is here.
The little girl was turned into a pile of minced meat and could no longer breathe, and Randkiel sighed with fake compassion—
"Your mother's illness is cured, so you don't need to worry anymore." Randkiel said with a smile, "but I also accept your price."
- "Little Mary!"
A majestic male voice suddenly crept into Randkiel's ear, the corners of his mouth turned down, and he heard the man continue to shout—
"Little Mary, where have you been? Uncle Joseph brought you delicious food, as well as your mother's medicine. This is your thanks for helping your uncle deliver the news last time." The man shouted kindly.
"Huh?" Randkiel tilted his head suspiciously, "Joseph?"
The man's footsteps reached the alley next door, and Randkiel had even felt the scorching heat.
A tall middle-aged man dressed plainly finally appeared at the entrance of the alley, his footsteps stopped the moment he saw Randkiel.
It's Joseph.
Immediately afterwards, Joseph slowly looked down from Randkiel's body, and saw blood flowing and a mass of minced meat.
Joseph was stunned, and a little girl's bright eyeball slowly rolled to his feet, covered in mud.
He lowered his head and stared blankly at this gem-like eyeball.
That girl is usually smart and clever. Whatever Joseph asks her to do, the little girl will do it obediently. She likes to read and write, and even convey some hints to her daughter Melissa.
But sometimes it's naughty, Joseph asks her to call her uncle, but the little girl always calls him grandpa, Joseph always pretends to be angry and actually gets along with the kids.
This is why Joseph comes out every day to send warmth to the community.
This girl and other homeless children always reminded Joseph of Melissa's childhood, getting along and loving the children as equals, and even made some Boss Lin, who understood why such a powerful one, choose to be a mediocre person. Bookstore owner.
"You..." Joseph looked at the bamboo pole man with a height of more than two meters in disbelief.
Randkiel was a little surprised - the "Yanar" information clearly stated that Joseph and Wilde were almost dead, but now he is still alive.
"It seems that the bookstore owner kept you alive." Randkiel cracked his mouth to reveal his sharp teeth.
"Who are you?" Joseph asked tremblingly, more unable to accept the death of little Mary.
"The Road of the Fire Sword, 'Peace Conservation' Randkiel." Randkiel stroked his hat and said politely to Joseph.
"You killed little Mary?" Joseph asked in disbelief.
Little Mary? Randkiel thought for a moment, then looked down at the pool of minced meat on the ground, not wanting to answer Joseph's idiot question.
"Let's have a discussion, are you willing to join the Fire Sword Road?" Randkiel said with a smile, "We are about to start a war with the bookstore owner. Today, I am here to play the book of war."
"I'll give you a chance, it's still too late to defect, although... You should have hurt a lot in the battle with Wilde, right?"
"Boss Lin? Fire Sword Road is going to deal with Boss Lin?" In Joseph's mind, Boss Lin was more important. He even skipped Little Mary a little and sneered in disbelief.
"How can you be so oversighted to a terrifying level?" Joseph said in surprise.
Randy Kiel's face sank, "It seems that you still chose to die."
After he finished speaking, Randkiel looked at the location again and said, "Kill you here, the bookstore owner should be able to feel it, and I'm too lazy to go there, just use your corpse as a battle book."
As soon as Dekiel's voice fell, Joseph heard the sound of a bell ringing behind him, followed by a ticking sound like a scale, and Joseph remembered at this time—
The balance is maintained... Hiss, is he the rule angel who destroyed the order about 600 years ago? … That chaotic event Joseph had read in the secret archives of the Tower of Mysteries.
"It's too slow to guess now." Randkiel chuckled, "I gave you a chance."
"Little Mary, did you kill it?" The balance of the exchange had been locked, but Joseph didn't change his face, and didn't seem to be shaken at all. Instead, he continued to ask Randkiel, as if he was asking if he stepped on the door. Ants in general.
"So what, this is her price." Randkiel said ruthlessly.
…
The alley seemed to have been attacked by raging fire. The old and uninhabited old houses were almost completely burned by Joseph's flames. He gently wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and stared at the little Mary who had turned into ashes on the ground. , with a long sigh.
In revenge, he kicked the scales on the ground severely.
What the hell, this is gone
However, De Kier hadn't finished his arrogant lines, but only admitted that after he killed Little Mary, he was already burned by the flames of perfection that Joseph had wiped away everything.
Randkiel was dead wrong.
After the battle between Joseph and Wilde, not only did he not suffer greatly, on the contrary, in the basement of the bookstore, he was enveloped by Boss Lin's powerful etheric traces like the ocean, and even absorbed the power of the skull of the Dragon of Calamity that Boss Lin casually threw in the basement.
He is stronger now than he was during the earth-shattering battle at Block 67.
Burn everything, burn the world, ability rules destiny... Everything can burn.
Moreover, Randkiel was more difficult to deal with. Joseph ran out of ether and knocked Randkiel back to his original shape.
After seeing Randkiel's return to his original form, he was still puzzled and kicked the ancient scale on the ground.
With a complicated look in his eyes, he saw Little Mary, who had thought of taking good care of it, but was still burned to ashes, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart in vain.
Quietly packed up Little Mary's ashes, put them in a jar, and buried them in the only small garden in the 23rd block, less than three square meters, but how long would her sick mother call her from the streets until she was hoarse, But those Josephs didn't want to care anymore.
Human life is really too short... Joseph sighed.
He took the balance back to the bookstore, where Boss Lin was sitting idle flipping the pages.
"It's very early to come back today, Joseph." Lin Jie asked without looking up.
Seeing that Joseph didn't answer, he raised his head, glanced at Joseph and said, "Didn't I complain about children pestering people before? At least now, not for the time being."
Joseph lowered his head and still didn't answer, like a child who did something wrong, Lin Jie lowered his head and didn't speak.
Since one day, Joseph felt that he could not understand Boss Lin more and more.
He sighed slightly, then put the scale on Boss Lin's counter.
As a cashier counter, it looks very decent with this steel scale.
"I'm going to rest first, Boss Lin." Joseph hesitated before saying this.
Lin Jie said "um" without raising his head.
Until Joseph walked to the basement, he stopped, and wanted to tell Boss Lin about Huojian Road, but when he saw Lin Jie raised his head and looked at the swaying balance, his eyes were complicated.
"The Road to Fire Sword." Lin Jie whispered, then raised his hand and gently moved the scale.
This regular scale, which even Joseph couldn't turn by half a point, was like a toy in Boss Lin's hands, and it was overwhelmingly tilted to one side.
Joseph swallowed and saw Boss Lin's warm face, and he felt a familiar sense of fear. After so many days of getting along, his awe for Boss Lin has eased a lot, but it has risen again at this moment.
Lin Jie noticed Joseph's gaze, looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "Aren't you still resting?"
"Mmmm. Yes, Boss Lin." Joseph returned to the room nervously.
Joseph, who was sitting on the bed in the basement, was uneasy. At least he understood that Boss Lin was a little angry, and maybe he had completely lost his patience with the Fire Sword Road. In other words, watching their performances was already too tiring.