Chapter 245

Michael's eyes followed the direction of Augustus' finger, and after a while, he frowned: "Raziel?"

He can't clearly perceive the fate of the same level, not to mention that the other party has a relationship with the bookstore owner who has completely jumped out of fate, and the original trajectory is completely disrupted and becomes very blurred.

He could only vaguely feel that what Augustus was talking about was his fellow scholar who was researching artificial humans.

Michael had a headache.

He vaguely found that these companions of his seemed to be approaching and intersecting inevitably with the bookstore one by one—including himself.

As a high-ranking person who observed and played with the fate of others and became tired of observing, Michael naturally knew that such a situation was not normal.

Those who make up the path of the Fire Sword are all god-level gods with very ancient existences, and they have already surpassed 99% of the extraordinary existences in this world in terms of mystery, but they are like water in a funnel, going to the center—— Meet with the bookstore owner.

There are only two possibilities for such a situation.

The first is that the mystery of the bookstore owners exceeds their sum, making them involuntarily draw closer to them under the torrent of fate.

The second is that the owner of the bookstore, just like Michael in the past, is deliberately pulling the thread of their fate, and everything is his calculation.

Michael leans towards the second.

Because when his avatar was facing the bookstore owner, he heard the bookstore owner say the code names of the ten members of the Road of Fire Sword one by one.

This is an absolute secret! Even the other members don't know all the code names of the others!

Michael has been unilaterally contacting both parties who want to cooperate so far. Some of these people have weird personalities, some are extreme, and some even don’t want to know who the other members are. The entire upper level of the organization is actually very loose, just a banner to the outside It's all the way of the sword of fire.

But things like cohesion are really not important to them, after all, the individual strength of each member is enough to suppress everything.

But that was once...

Facing the owner of the bookstore, the Shenming class is as fragile as a balloon that can burst at a poke.

Michael only used his avatar to test it out, and it is understandable that he was beaten without dignity, but Gabriel is the real real body.

Although Michael had foreseen the fate of Gabriel's death, and when he recruited Lin Jie before that, he had planned to let him replace Gabriel's code name.

But he was killed without any movement, which he didn't expect.

The Dome Church, which had been in operation for a long time, was also uprooted and became the wedding dress of the Sun God Sect. It can be seen that everything must be Lin Jie's plan.

Coupled with Lin Jie's familiarity with the ten angel code names before, and the current conversation with Augustus, Michael has reason to suspect that the owner of the bookstore is actually sent by the original witch to prevent them from prying on the cracks in the dream messenger.

"In this way...the possibility of recruiting him is almost zero."

Even though he thought so, Michael's eyes became more determined.

"What about the original witches, they built a high wall of gray fog to isolate the dream, but they themselves hid in the dream... It just proved that only my path is correct, and the dream is the real place to become a god. Our fear of dreams has deprived us of the opportunity to touch this path, and now we have to grasp it by ourselves."

"Lin Jie... This guy's strength is so strong that even Augustus can't spy on it. It seems that the original model of the Fire Sword Road can no longer continue, and we must unite!"

Michael looked into the distance, his expression unpredictable.

But before that, Raziel, who has been dragged to the bookstore, may be in danger...

He sensed the fate that was almost a cloud of fog. After a while, he turned around and said, "Giant King, are you interested in joining us?"

Augustus laughed loudly, shaking the entire mountain range: "Are you going to give up your angelic companion?"

He bit the word "companion" very hard, and it was unavoidable to be mocking.

Because he already understood that Michael had already decided to give up Raziel, so one of the ten positions became vacant, and then he suddenly invited the Giant King Augustus to join.

But Michael didn't take it seriously, and said: "Since you don't even dare to spy on him, with our respective strengths, we have no chance of winning against the owner of the bookstore alone. Raziel's fate is already doomed, so there is no need to waste other Vitality."

"There are always sacrifices on the road to the realization of ideals, isn't it?"

Augustus stopped laughing and looked at Michael with dark eyes: "Old friend, do you really think your ideal is correct?"

Michael said firmly: "Of course it is correct. I have answered you this question many years ago."

Augustus was noncommittal: "Just because of the book you found from the edge of the underground dream?"

Michael asked rhetorically, "Isn't that book enough?"

He opened his arms, a little intoxicated: "Everything described in that book is a brand new world, heaven, Eden, God, angels, the tree of Kabbalah...unheard of! The realm above the material world...that must be It is the road to becoming a god in the dreamland!"

Augustus smiled and said: "Then, I have already answered your question many years ago - I am the king of giants, the eternal king, this place is my independent country, and I will never leave here , nor with anyone else."

Michael restrained his expression, pulled out the red cross again, and snorted: "It's probably not a good idea to be alone..."

His body gradually turned into light spots and dissipated: "The gap in the dream has been expanded by us. The collapse of the gray fog wall is only a matter of time. I hope we will have a chance to meet next time."

Augustus watched Michael disappear, did not speak, just sighed.

Behind the giant's throne is the high wall that surrounds the entire Azir. If the high wall collapses, the darkness from the dream will engulf him immediately.

bang...

The mountain was still collapsing, and under the throne, the entire lower body of Augustus was exposed, but it was connected to the throne and the mountain together with the dry flesh and blood.

The giant's whole body was as thin as a stick, and when he sighed at this moment, his age was visible to the naked eye, and he was nothing more than an old man.

He has lived too long as a giant...

Augustus stretched out his fingers and gestured in mid-air to write a string of words, broke off the gemstone on his finger ring, and conjured up an envelope with wings, sent it flying away, and said with a smile: " Good luck, my last disciple."

...

"Margaret's sister went to the bookstore for help?"

Raziel pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, listened to Jerome's trembling report, and with a wave of her hand, the mirror in front of her showed the appearance near the bookstore.

But his eyes were attracted by the book cafe next door.

The figure of the busy girl inside through the glass is like a beautiful red gem in his eyes.

"Mud tire S-227?"