This puppeteer is not normal

Chapter 612

When Brandy came to the room that Gulan Safis was pointing at, his target was attracted by the quaint machete on the wall.

This machete has a ferocious and wild appearance, even though it has been edified by time, it can still show a good edge.

However, Brandy did not observe him because of the good quality of the machete, but because the style of this machete was similar to the style of the weapon he was holding in his hand.

The changing weapon in his hand was found in the family's collection room. It is said to be a weapon left by the family's ancestors. There was no trace of it being used at the time, and it was suspected to be just a trial weapon made.

But when Brandy used this weapon that ordinary people can't use, he felt like he was commanding him, as if he had used this weapon for many years.

So when his family was in complete decline and he left alone, the most precious thing he kept on him was this weapon.

But now, seeing a machete similar to the weapon in his hand in this place, although Brandy had been prepared for a long time, he was still in a daze.

When he stepped forward and was about to take off the weapon, an old hand grabbed the machete one step ahead of him.

Brandy turned his head suddenly, and saw an old man wearing a cowboy hat, with a slight hook on the corner of his mouth with a pale beard. The other party suddenly took off the machete, turned around smoothly, and the machete cut towards Brandi's chest from below. Come.

Brandy reacted quickly, raised his leg to kick away the machete coming from below, and then raised his own machete to fight back.

Unexpectedly, the old man responded quickly after defusing his strength.

The machetes collided several times in a row, and several clusters of sparks were thrown out.

The sharp blades collided, and Brandy and the old man looked at each other closely.

"Who are you? Your skills are very similar to mine..." Brandy asked sharply.

The old man still had a kind smile: "Your skills are very similar to mine, kid."

After speaking, the old man pushed hard, and the two separated.

After being pushed away, Brandy was ready to defend against the next attack, but he saw that the old man had put away his posture, sat down on a chair beside him, and leaned on his lap with the machete.

Seeing this, Brandy also stopped his knife and stood still: "Who the hell are you?"

"Before that, I want to ask, what's your name? Your full name." The old man asked.

"Brandy Jefferson," Brandy replied.

"Wow, fate really likes to play tricks on people." The old man exclaimed after hearing this, and then said with a smile.

Faced with Brandy's puzzled expression, the old man introduced himself: "Nice to meet you, young man, my name is Brandy Jefferson."

Brandy was stunned: "Your name is also Brandy?"

"We have the same surname and the same first name. I can feel my blood in your body, but it has been a long, long time." Old Brady sighed.

"You want to say that I am your descendant? Impossible. I don't remember my ancestors having my name." Brandy shook his head and said, "If you go back further, you can't be alive. Even if it is a human soul It's impossible to live that long."

"What a pragmatic boy." Old Brandy laughed, "But unfortunately, it's the truth. As for your saying that my name didn't exist in your ancestors, I wonder how high your family tree is?"

Brandy recalled, well, there really aren't many records of the family's early days.

"When did your family originate?"

"Isn't it Broken Gold?" Brandy said.

Old Brandy shook his head: "The Broken Golden Age, sure enough times have changed, and the catastrophe is really terrible. In fact, the Jefferson family should have originated in the Fawang Ji period. Of course, I am not the one who gathered this family, even if you still keep If you read the records of Fa Wang Ji period, you may not be able to find me either."

"Because you stayed here? This church?" Brandy said.

"Yes, I was a navigator when I was young. I loved adventures and challenged the impossible. I practiced a good martial art. I also learned a technique called Mechanism from the Black Continent, which made me This weapon." Old Brandy patted the machete on his leg and said.

"For some reasons, I came to this island. I found the townspeople who had been bewitched by the great existence, and I found this church dedicated to the gods of the void. I was in deep danger and broke all the way here. Unable to escape, I let go of myself here to fight, kill those monsters, those townspeople, and try to destroy this church."

"You succeeded?" Brandy said.

"Successful? Maybe. I reduced their number and destroyed the ceremony that had been prepared for an unknown amount of time. Although the event was only postponed to this day, I think as far as my task is concerned, it has been completed very well. Right." Old Brandy said with some melancholy.

"Who gave you the mission? Who gave us the mission?" Brandy asked.

"You may already know." Old Brandy smiled slightly.

"Lilith?"

"Yes, it seems that you have met her."

"Her?" Brandy noticed the old man's nickname for Lilith.

Old Brandy leaned forward and said: "Do you think I am a person who has no fixed place and can't escape from here in the end, who left me with offspring in the end, and helped my offspring to take care of a family?" of?"

Brandy froze for a moment, then his eyes slowly widened, his pupils trembling.

As a monster hunter, what has he not seen?Some people ask to capture certain monsters alive just to satisfy some unknown quirks.

But he had never seen such a thing.

His ancestor was a man who even fucked a Titan? !

"We, are you and Lilith's offspring?"

"At that time, Lilith had an incarnation of walking in the world. I met her during my travels. At that time, I only thought she was a noble lady who had to wander because of the destruction of the country. During the long-term relationship, I fell in love with her. Her." Old Brandy said with some nostalgia.

Brandy immediately blurted out: "The dead princess named Lilith?" He mentioned this when everyone was discussing the issue of the Lilith.

Unexpectedly, not only the same name, but even the meaning behind it has a lot to do with him.

"Very well, it seems that you know this remote history." Old Brandy said with relief.

"But..." Brandy said with some difficulty, "You came here for her, and you stayed here in the end."

"You want to say that I'm just being used by her."

Brandy nodded.

Old Brandy shook his head and said: "Haha, maybe so, I love her, but I don't necessarily need her to love me. However, at least during the time we traveled together, we left a lot of good memories. Just for Those memories, I am also willing to do something for her."

Looking at the silent Brandy, the old man said kindly: "I know you may find it hard to accept. For you, the meaning of the whole family seems to have been manipulated by Lilith from the very beginning."

Brandy still didn't speak.

The old man said: "So now, here, you can make your own choice."

He raised the machete in his hand and turned the hilt towards Brandy.

"Take this knife, destroy this place, and fulfill your destiny. Or turn around and leave, to escape the fate of being manipulated by Lilith. It's up to you to choose."

"Aren't you staying here to let me accept my fate?" Brandy wondered.

"I'm just thinking about whether I can see my healthy offspring, which has nothing to do with her." Old Brandy laughed.

Brandy's eyes focused on the handle of the knife.

What he looked back in his mind was his past life, the history of family decline.

It is the haggard parents, the wailing of relatives who died under their own blades.

Finally, he sighed, "Lilith, that's a good deal."

With a light touch in the old man's hand, Brandy picked up the simple and simple machete: "I will destroy this place, not because of fate or mission, but because I can't stand the pollution, and I don't want to disappoint my friends' expectations of me, that's all."

After speaking, Brandy left the room with two machetes.

Looking at Brandy's back, the old Brandy smiled even more.

"Good boy."

(End of this chapter)