winter era

Chapter 235

'According to the post-event financial report, Kaos' murderous incarnation destroyed more than 27 order channels in total, indirectly affecting the lives of more than 7000 million people.Directly killed 640 million people within the range.Among them, there are 780 senior combatants, 890 five great wizards, and three sages.More than 40 hectares of soil were reincorporated into chaos.The progress of the essence of the whole world has regressed by a full three percent.This is the most recent report, and its impact continues. '

'Actually, the combat team was not able to kill the incarnation of Kaos. After inspection, we found that the incarnation of Kaos actually committed suicide.The tip of the knife was forcefully inserted into the heart with both hands, making a weird flagpole.And there are blood books left on the ground for all rescue teams.Used to prove that he is indeed the incarnation of that Kaos.And judging from the chaotic breath gradually spreading from his corpse, he is indeed the incarnation of Kaos' killing intent.And at the scene, what we found was not only his body and the blood book, but also some small blood-colored crystals with unknown functions.It is preliminarily determined to be a crystallization of energy, but it cannot be judged whether it is a normal energy crystal.It is now archived, awaiting research by others. '

'Similarly, we found a recording crystal on the field.After research, it was judged that he was deliberately left for filming.We don't know what kind of mentality he chooses to expose himself, but we believe that there must be a certain mystery in it.Because several people have died in the process of contact, we believe that there must be a certain degree of secrets in it.If cracked, it might give us a glimmer of hope for victory.With no way out in front of us, all we can do is take up all our weapons and fight him to the death.That's all. '

'May your martial arts prosper.Director of the Inspectorate, Magnus.Green. '

If I remember correctly, Magnus is actually a man with a bulbous nose, triangular eyes, sinister and cunning eyes, and is very good at drilling.What is he doing here to join in the fun at this time?What value do you want to exchange for at this time?

But then he might be disappointed.No one wants to deal with this man with body odor.They bothered him even more than his three-hundred-jin rich lady.After all, that woman with a bloody mouth is just a disgusting sense, and this guy not only disgusts the senses, but also insults people's IQ.It's so hard to know something.

"It would have been nice if the steak had been cooked a bit more."

Olisis chewed hard on the medium-rare steak, looked at the report on the palm of his hand, and complained in an indistinct voice.

There was nothing wrong with his body, and the blood flowed weakly through his old and inflexible blood vessels.Although it feels like there are enough problems to call it this or that, but from an elderly person, especially an elderly person whose mental age is over [-] years old, he is now very healthy.It would be better to say that it is too healthy.

The seemingly withered palm still held the scroll firmly.There is no dark blue lifelessness on the face full of age spots.The heart was also beating very vigorously in his chest, bringing streams of fresh blood to his organs.

The old sage is very satisfied with his current state of health.Because it means that he still has enough power.

And having enough power means that he can accomplish many things.

"That guy is still so energetic. Ah, anyway, he is only 20 years old now, and it is normal to be energetic. But I am old, [-] years old, what a long time. Rosalind was fooled by that kid People are not people and ghosts are not ghosts, and now the whole person is obsessed with ghosts. I can't even tell good words from good words, and I just want to kill people. Really, what can murder solve..."

The old sage grumbled and folded the scroll—yes, it was folded like paper—then crushed the scroll stick and put the folded piece in his hand.Picking up the polished fork that was more like a murder weapon than tableware, he narrowed his cloudy and bright eyes slightly, and thrust fiercely at the steak in front of him.

There was a sound of 'poof', and then of course a few drops of rich-colored sauce splashed out.

The sage seemed to have found great pleasure in his behavior, his snow-white brows stretched into an arc of interest, he raised his hand, carefully observed the steak in front of him, and then gently inserted the fork go down.

'poof'

The old man became happy now, his mouth opened silently, his eyes became crescent moons.Swinging his nimble wrist, he kept raising the fork and inserting it hard.He felt that this kind of behavior was very interesting, and listening to the thrusting sound, he seemed to feel an inexplicable pleasure.When he realized something, the dinner plate was already full of minced meat and juices.

"It looks like it can't be eaten."

He just said in such a low voice, as if he did something wrong.With a long sigh, he put the fork on the plate, then stretched out his middle finger and snapped his thumb.The filthy thing disappeared in an instant.

But then he became bored again.Looking at the empty mahogany table with a sad face, he twitched his nose and sniffed the slight aroma released from the incense burner.Those fragrances with a mint-like taste were rare tributes even in ancient times.But the old sage has already opened up a small world, so he doesn't feel any distress when using these things.

In fact, this old man who was curled up in a chair and was drowsy understood Kaos' mentality very well.

Because it is too common, there is no feeling.

Whether it's people, resources, or anything.There is nothing to care about, because those things are too cheap after all.It's as cheap as if there are bugs in your breath.There's nothing to say about that, and the same goes for Osiris.

He doesn't care what those people think of him, a sage who is passive and sabotage.It doesn't matter if you say he is old, or he has no wisdom, or more bluntly, he has a hole in his head, he doesn't care.He doesn't care about that.Olises now feels like he cares even more about what his steak tastes like than what it takes to save the world.

He hasn't been disfigured by the three curses, and he won't be sad because of some trivial things, why should he care?
Olises squinted his eyes and thought for a while, sat up, and picked up a quill.

He decided it was time to write a personal letter to Kaos.

(End of this chapter)