Overturned Tower

...So the Paradise they were talking about is you, Dean.

The inferior exhaled slowly, his mood became extremely complicated, and the matter of joining the lower city seemed less unacceptable.

He did know this person, although he has become so old now... But when the other party calmly said the real name of the inferior in that tone, the inferior still remembered his identity.

He used to be the dean of the Tianen Memory Armed Research Institute. Long before the birth of the inferior, he was doing research work at the Reconstruction Agency.

It is said that in the very beginning, the delivery of the inferior was done by the dean—at that time, no one dared to approach the "lethal love" who fell into a psionic rampage because of the labor, only this man who looked like a lunatic from the very beginning did not Don't care about your own safety or not.

He is like a researcher walking among many beasts and poisonous insects, dressed in white clothes with his back bent, walking calmly under the eyes of countless demons who hate and ridicule him.

Nowadays, the inferiors will develop such a character of ignoring everyone, which must have something to do with this dean.

From a certain point of view, the dean may be the real father of the inferior...

Kamalthe has never cared about the bad guy, and has never even met him; his mother really loves him, but the bad guy can't touch her at will, otherwise he may be poisoned and die; Peter Pan will only Take him out to play, or kill, bully, and squeeze demons for fun.

In the distorted reconstruction institution, the devil prison composed of many color blocks and "bright roads", the dean who looks like a lunatic seems like a few normal people.

In a sense, the dean can be regarded as the "adoptive father" of the inferior.

But later, when the inferior was eight years old, the dean suddenly left.

Only when the inferior grows up a little longer will he know that he was wanted by the group because of his research on forbidden technology.

In the beginning, the bad guys were transferred to the executive department, partly because they wanted to find the dean's trace and ask him why he left so quietly back then. But later, the inferiors gradually understood the evil of the company and the elves, and forgot about it.

after that…

Now that I think about it, I feel a little ashamed, because the bad guys forgot about it later.

There were too many things that made him angry and kept him busy, and the original motivation faded in the face of a more stark reality.

Unexpectedly, the identities of the two have changed several times now, but now they meet again in the lower city.

"Write when you can't speak," Paradise pushed the oil-based pen and whiteboard in front of the inferior, mocking in a tone quite similar to the inferior, "Don't tell me, you have been a leader for a few years, and you forgot how to write .”

"...So you know each other."

Stretching looked at the strange atmosphere between the inferior and the paradise, and sighed in a low voice.

He was supposed to be an introducer to introduce each other to the two parties. The strangulation has already been planned. If Doctor Paradise rejects the inferior, or expresses hatred and disgust towards him, he will use the title of godfather to suppress him.

But as soon as Strangling brought the bad guy over, he found that the bad guy and Paradise seemed to have known each other a long time ago.

He could tell at a glance that they were real acquaintances. It must be more familiar than with myself.

Tsk.

The godfather specifically asked himself to bring the inferiors here, which was simply superfluous.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to have something to talk about, Hang Sang felt that it would not be a problem for him to stand aside.

Coincidentally, there is another person in this room... and it also happens to be the existence that strangles a little bit.

So Hang Hang walked to the side of the man and found a place nearby to sit down.

"Friend, what's your name?"

Hang Hang made a deep voice, not concealing his hostility towards the church and angels: "Why did you come to a remote place like ours?"

Even if there is no halo on this person's head, the radiance that overflows in all directions undoubtedly proves his status as a living saint. Then he must be at least a core member of the directly affiliated church, at least at the level of a bishop or above.

Strangling has never regarded himself as a person without a code... He has always believed that he is just a "mage" born in the group of people without a code.

The identity of a mage is his self-identity.

Therefore, even if the church has kindness to the people in the lower city, this kindness will never be extended to the strangulation.

And the person in front of the strangulation just raised his head and looked at him indifferently.

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. There were two deep nasolabial folds on the man's face, and the pupils in the deep eye sockets kept shining with white light, and the original color of the iris could no longer be seen, but turned into shining silver-white pupils.

There are two white feathers at the position of his ears... The characteristics and face of the relatives remind Hang Sha of a friend he met not long ago.

"You are a mage, right?"

The first sentence that the middle-aged man spoke made the strangler clench his fists.

"When you looked at me, your brow drooped, your nostrils grew slightly. It was an expression of anger...but you quickly suppressed the expression of anger, not just anger.

"And when you looked at me, your eyes first glanced at the top of my head, which is where the halo is; then you looked at my eyes again, and after you got confirmation, you looked at my shoulder... That should be the shoulder strap that symbolizes the status of church members location.

"When you see nothing, you are surprised. But you soon have more guesses in your mind...and you are afraid of me. Your shoulders are subconsciously hard, and your legs are shaking, which shows that Your uneasiness... In other words, you are afraid of me.

"Your strength comes from anger, but you have enough rationality to suppress it. I guess you are a mage of the Crucible School-how is your mentor, Zhong Xiang, lately?"

A series of questions hit like bullets, and Hang Hang couldn't help but lean back slightly.

He felt that the shoulders that were mentioned by the man began to become sore, and his eyes, brows and nose became very uncomfortable... He didn't pay attention to these things at all before, but after being pointed out, he felt that everything was wrong... Like It was the first time someone asked him whether he slept with such a long mane on his neck under his body or around his shoulders.

Once you realize their existence, it is like realizing that you are breathing—breathing will be switched to manual gear in an instant.

"...Who the **** are you?"

Strangled asked in a deep voice.

From this series of bullets turned into words, he can only judge one thing...that is, this person is not simple.

As a member of the church, I don't have the sharp ears of elves...but it seems like I have participated in the battle of teaching law.

But how could a frozen angel sit in front of them and talk nicely?

When Strangling became tense, the air became scorched, the smell of sulfur could be easily smelled in the air, and the temperature began to rise.

"His code name is detective, don't ask about the others, hang him."

Feeling the heat, Dr. Paradise frowned slightly, and asked angrily: "I have known this gentleman earlier than I have known you.

"I guarantee that he is not from the church. In other words, he is a 'former angel' who defected from the church. Now he also possesses special forbidden technology."

"Thank you for taking care of my daughter before, Mr. Hangman."

The middle-aged man with twinkling eyes crossed his fingers, smiled slightly, and said slowly and gently: "Her name is Paradise Bird. I think you still remember this name."

"...It really is her."

Hang Hang didn't have the slightest doubt about this, and the hostility also dissipated a lot.

Because he was also skeptical like this before—their appearances are really similar~www.readwn.com~The characteristics and abilities of spiritual relatives overlap, it really can't help people think about it.

But... fallen angel?

Can fallen angels also master the power of the Holy Order?

"However, if the technology is taboo..."

Stretch slowly said: "You may mention it a little bit, I think the godfather will fund your research."

"No need."

The middle-aged detective smiled slightly, shook his head, and replied with certainty: "He won't sponsor it."

"You might as well tell me first..."

"— Immortality technology."

The detective interrupted: "Will he?"