Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1751 Hill with Sensitive Nose

Kamanteta glanced out nervously.

"If I can't guarantee that the place I'm in is safe enough, how can I live?" Rommel smiled lightly, "Don't worry, neither the Lord of Hell nor the will of the abyss will see through my double layers of defense."

"What do you mean? Does our magic tower defense have a second layer?"

"Based on your ability, it is really impossible for people to find any traces, how is that possible?" Rommel replied flatly, "I just used the phantom circle to slightly distort the words that came out of the inner magic circle.

It is specious, a few words can be heard in a blink of an eye, as for what they can deduce...it depends on what they think. "

This is the first time Kamanteta has heard of such a thing... However, he believes that the other party was not able to create such a powerful circle from the beginning, so in the first few years, Rommel was quite cautious when speaking.

Wait... He couldn't help thinking about when Rommel started to relax...or when did he start to take the chief seat?

Kamante Tower originally thought that Rommel's relaxed performance was because almost all the disciples in front of him had their own side towers, and because his teacher had always been indifferent, he basically would not choose to protect them. He is even more lazy to meddle in their business, and is rarely willing to appear in front of him to pretend to be the reason for his grandson.

No, it might be done before then.

It should be the time when Gilbert just entered the Tower of Black Misty, right?
"Now, what should we do?" He suddenly remembered another matter, "Route and the others probably think that I ordered this incident...I can't explain it yet."

"Root, I guess he is the shrewdest person in the Tower of the Black Mystery." Rommel sneered, "Nicholson may still be a little confused, but Root will definitely see the point."

"You mean..."

"You idiot student, do you dare to ask you for help on this matter?"

Cartmanta thought about it seriously: "When he can't resist, he will still come, at least it must make people feel that this matter may be ordered by me, so that Root and Nicholson's eyes will be diverted to me. body."

Rommel couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard this: "Isn't he worried that you will kill him first?"

"I really want to kill him." Kamanteta smiled slightly, "But, in Pruitt's heart, I will give face to the high-level people at the Tower of Sia."

"Huh?" Rommel was a little surprised, "you are outside... what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say that that dragon, capable of pretending to be an iron dragon, and now dares to wear the skin of a black dragon, must be a five-color dragon from the River Styx... Besides, you still seem to suspect that the other party is a dragon that can directly Kill Fengge's ancient red dragon, isn't it?"

"Yes." Rommel said thoughtfully, "Although I didn't quite believe it at first, Feng Ge came forward, and he didn't even pick up a dragon scale... Heh, it can only prove that the dragon didn't dare Appeared in front of Fengo.

They must have known each other, had known each other well, perhaps even fought.

Otherwise, based on what I know about five-color dragons, they are definitely not the kind of existence that only cares about hiding, unless he feels that he can't beat them at all.

But in that case, he would not appear in this world at all.

The five-color dragon born in hell has the ability to fight against the prosecutor of hell, and he is afraid of being exposed in front of everyone... Heh, I happen to know one. "

"Did you know him in the original world?"

"I haven't seen them, but I know." Rommel suddenly laughed twice, "The world I was born in has a group of very well-informed guests who wander around in the multiverse."

"Your world...is also..."

"It was once invaded, but it has been resolved, and it is quite good now, otherwise I would not have left home so relieved." Rommel suddenly stood up, "It's just that my world is so beautiful that there are always people around me. There are some disgusting guys around.

It's really... making people feel uncomfortable! "

"You love your own world very much!" Kamanteta sighed sincerely, "It's really..."

Then he suddenly remembered something, and said longingly: "You must have paid a lot to save your own world!

guard……"

"That's not true." Rommel suddenly laughed, "Although I don't want my world to be destroyed, I am also a standard mage!
There is not much difference from the top combat power in your world... at most, I am stronger.

I am willing to accompany my world to the end, but let me sacrifice my life, no, I am not even willing to sacrifice my own interests... life, let alone sacrifice.

Mage is a kind of stuff.

Not turning to evil does not mean that I will go to justice. "

Kamanteta didn't understand, but he reacted quickly, knowing that his flattery was on the horse's feet, so he quickly changed the subject: "Since I know that dragon is very powerful, I don't want to appear in front of Fengo , Naturally choose to find Feng Ge to hold a group!

No matter how bad his words are, I can pretend that I can't hear them.

That's a great wyrm that can stand up to a hell's prosecutor at full fire. I'm crazy to leave the safe zone to die.

You snatched my life back from the mud pit... I don't want to just throw it away like this. "

Rommel couldn't help touching his forehead: "Another adjective, if it's really a muddy pit, I'll just set it on fire and burn it clean."

Kamanteta smiled awkwardly: "The devil's soul bottle looks pretty good, a silver crystal bottle."

Rommel glanced at him and said softly: "As long as Pruitt doesn't come to you at the first time, a smart person can see that something is wrong.

You don't have to worry that those two will fight for you, after all, this time, they don't necessarily want to see this result. "

"You mean... Root and Nicholson also want to clean up some burdens before being annexed by the Tower of Sia?" Kamanteta kept blinking, "But how did they judge?
Just relying on those apprentice experiments they did secretly?

I think... as long as they are formal mages, there is still a big difference in their performance after eating! "

"I don't know if your soul has been traumatized, or... you were born insensitive to these things." Rommel leaned back on the bench, "Tsk, is there something wrong with the laws of this world?

Including Root, I have really only seen one Gilbert who is sensitive enough to changes in various substances and even spell runes over the years.

tsk~
Really, it's a pity that the child fell into Lute's hands.

Tsk, sure enough, luck can condense such a sufficiently good qualification.

I really..."

He looked at the gray sky with a look of reminiscence: "I can always meet this kind of treasure that can't be received in my arms."

"You, can you take him in later?" Kamanteta didn't quite understand Rommel's inexplicable exclamation, "Root didn't have much time to teach him, I think he mainly used his name.

If your goal can be achieved, the Tower of Sia will really be destroyed... Only with your help can the world be saved, and Root will not begrudge a student.

Besides, Gilbert will probably be quite..."

"If he really betrays his teacher for this reason, what do I want him to do?" Rommel raised his eyebrows, "It's not that I can't get students.

It's just that children with good character, good aptitude, and satisfying me in all aspects are relatively rare. "

Kamanteta felt that it was really difficult for him to continue... Will the difference in the world really create such a huge difference in thinking?
If you like it, you can get it, right?

Why do you still feel that if you get it, it is a kind of flaw... the one in other people's hands is the best?

It was completely incomprehensible to him.

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Hill, who was squatting in the basement, rubbed his sore nose, tilted his head and looked at the top of his head: why did he feel that someone was muttering about him?

He touched the small silver ring on his ear, and the diamonds inlaid on it were shining... If it was Hilbert, he probably felt itchy ears, right?

But in this world, who would say anything to his original body?
Is there any backup from the Red Dragon?

Hill couldn't help pressing the bridge of his nose and fell into deep thought: The red dragon's ability to squeeze into this world almost consumed Styx's last bit of control over the world. Styx couldn't create any more dimensional passages, even if it was real Only send one rabbit.

That is what originally existed in this world.

He pursed his lips... By the way, Hill's arrival was an accident, but the Red Dragon may not be.

What the dragon said inside and out was just that Hill's arrival strengthened Styx's choice.

(End of this chapter)