I Captivate the Player

"The president believes that if he is not stopped, the world will become something none of us can imagine. To be honest, I am looking forward to what he can do."

When Basil said this, a smile flashed in his eyes. From a certain point of view, he really liked "Samael", because his alchemy always gave people unexpected surprises.

"Unfortunately." He shook his head.

Ashmore said, "No pity, Basil."

"Whether it's you, me, or Samael, everyone is nothing but tiny specks of dust in the infinite universe, and what they do is meaningless."

"Even if Samael dies because of this, someone will replace him, no one is necessary."

Basil looked at him and asked with a smile: "Since nothing is meaningful, why do you pursue the Philosopher's Stone, the so-called eternity?"

Ashmore replied: "Because I don't want to die like this."

"Hahaha, I thought you were thinking too much."

Basil smiled for a while, and said: "I pursue eternity because...it would be very boring if I died, and I hope to see more interesting things."

"Times are constantly changing, and history rotates. As long as you are alive, you can encounter too many interesting things. I think these things are meaningful and can make me feel happy."

"I am very greedy for all the 'unknown'. It is because I am too greedy that I don't want to die at all."

Ashmo remained silent, he did not deny or agree with Basil's thoughts, but spoke about himself.

"I was born more than [-] years ago. At that time, human beings were completely enslaved by various intelligent races on the Noah Continent. In the first forty years of my life, I was completely responsible for raising elves. Slave of flowers."

"At that time, I had a wife assigned to me by the 'Master', and I also had children. As long as the flowers bloomed vigorously and beautifully, the elf 'Master' would give me a small reward."

"It's just a very small reward, but it can already make the humble me feel happy."

"For forty years, my every day's joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys were completely tied up in a flower garden. I couldn't imagine the future at all, and I couldn't understand what alchemy is, what is the Philosopher's Stone."

"Just living an ordinary life day after day, living for ordinary things, ordinary family..."

"But time passed very quickly, and I was lucky enough to come into contact with alchemy and lived alone for hundreds of years."

Ashmore continued: "Things are different and people are different. The family members I loved at the time are no longer there. The flowers I wanted to take care of have already turned into mud. I used to envy the long lifespan of the elf masters, but now more than three hundred As soon as the year is over, I live longer."

He said almost sarcastically: "So Basil, if you live another two hundred years and the things you once loved and were familiar with are completely gone, will you still think there is anything meaningful?"

Basil narrowed his eyes and didn't answer for a while.

"Ashmo, you talked quite a lot today. Is it because you revisited the old place, so you feel a little emotional?"

"Why, don't you want to destroy Reynover?"

"It's part of our plan to destroy Reynover and the western part of the Empire and trigger a war."

"Do not."

Ashmo shook his head and said in a low voice: "That's not the case... Just like what I said before, everything in the past is meaningless, whether it's memories of the past, or other emotions That’s right, all emotions are nothing more than energy generated in the core of the soul.”

"Moreover, my memory as a slave is actually not that good. It's only the 'memory beautification' shared by human beings that makes me feel emotional."

"Let Reynolds be destroyed here."

......

As if they were entering their own home, they easily walked into the deepest enchantment of the Sage Forest, without being confused by the magical effect of the enchantment at all.

The dark red giant tree, the dim sky, and the inside and outside of the enchantment are like different worlds.

Beside the giant tree stood a group of mumbling waiters in black. They were all praying to the evil god to "swallow".

The black-clothed leader - Struk was also standing among the black-clothed crowd, his eyes were a little dull, and he stood there for a while before walking towards the two not far away.

His tone was somewhat provocative.

"You are finally here again, ha ha."

As if seeing a distant relative, Basil opened his hands enthusiastically.

"Long time no see, Elven Avenger, I wonder how you've been doing recently?"

"Long gone...long time?"

Strack was a little dazed, didn't they just meet each other not long ago?He shook his head and said, "Messenger of Rose, the promised day has arrived, where is the Philosopher's Stone I need?"

"We brought it."

Basil stretched out his hand with a smile, and opened it. There was a thumb-sized red spar in his white palm, and Strack's attention was immediately attracted by it.

Behind this tiny stone stands a miraculous power that no one can deny.

"So, what do we want?"

The purpose of the Rosicrucians is not just to use the elf avengers to start a new war between elves and humans, but more importantly - to have what they want in the hands of the elf avengers.

It was a special certificate, and it could be used to enter the ring of the sky. The elf avengers found and hid it according to the instructions of the evil god.

In this way, Rosicrucians can be attracted.

So it is hard to say whether the Rosicrucians are using the Elven Avengers, or the evil god "Swallow" is using the Rosicrucians.

"I'll take you there."

Strack turned around without hesitation, and began to move outside the barrier. He walked neither fast nor slow, but decisive.