Overturned Tower

Messy black hair, smiling eyes like red wine.

The delicate and clean appearance of a young child, the empty wine glass held between the fingertips, and the expensive clothes that do not match the surrounding environment at all...

The inferior stared at him silently, watching the elf boy gradually approaching him.

"As expected..."

He murmured under his breath.

"Oh?"

Tovatus asked with interest: "When did you guess it?"

"When you told me that the fate you held was 'discord'."

The inferior said flatly.

He was smoking a cigarette, tilting his head, and his attitude could even be said to be indifferent: "What do you want me for?

"Finally tired of your ridiculous game, want to kill me here?"

"...Ah, that's not it."

Tovatus smiled and waved his hands: "Although Kamalthe stabbed me back again and again, I will not take my anger out on you. I am not that kind of person."

He said casually, as if by magic, his slender and immature fingertips shook quickly, and the empty wine glass was suddenly filled with red wine with the same color as his eyes.

The youngest son held up the red wine to the inferior, and asked naturally, "Do you want a drink?"

"I never drink."

The poor man bit his cigarette **** and murmured indistinctly: "Drinking will make me stupid and not sober."

With the help of psionic energy, his voice clearly reached Tovatus' ears.

Although his tone was so calm that it was almost indifferent, the halo in his pupils became brighter and brighter.

—That just proved that the pain and anger in his heart were getting stronger.

The poor ones are able to firmly control the unstable emotions in their hearts by relying on the strong willpower brought by the delphinium chip.

Normally, he would have lost control and attacked Tovatus long ago.

"But this is no ordinary wine."

Tovatus took a sip with a smile, and his lips became even redder.

His crimson pupils glowed with a strange light.

"It's my blood."

He whispered and poured the wine on the ground: "Taste it, this is the 'enemy'..."

As the wine soaked the ground, a distorted black figure gradually got up from the spot.

It has no facial features, no hairstyle, and a viscous liquid like petroleum is flowing from its limbs.

After it appeared, it immediately ran towards the inferior!

—The pupils of the poor shrink suddenly!

Without hesitation, he turned on and off the lighter in his hand, and the sharp sound turned into a sword of noise, slashing towards the little black man.

Even the affected ground cracked, and a thick gully emerged above the ground.

But the little black man was completely unaffected.

In other words...it easily blocked the attack of the inferior.

"...indecision...timidity...hesitation..."

A hoarse voice with many accents came from that slimy little man.

"...fear...anger...

"It's a waste as always... Sa..."

Like a dry whisper before dying.

Among the violently shaking pupils of the inferior, it finally revealed its pupils.

──Those are eyes of brilliant iridescent colors that are dominated by cool tones, constantly flowing.

Just looking at those eyes, the poor one felt as if his heartbeat had stopped.

The next moment, as the black villain raised his right hand towards himself.

The inferior person was pulled by the huge force and suspended in mid-air.

Then, the villain swung his right arm to his right.

A burst of invisible force dragged the inferior, and flew out in that direction.

He was still surrounded by a harsh sound field that could protect him, which made it almost easy for him to smash into the wall of the adjacent factory without entering.

But that was only a momentary disadvantage.

The bad guys rushed out quickly.

This time, he couldn't restrain his rage at all.

"Ka-ma-er-se-"

The inferior who didn't hold back his hands at all roared loudly, and jumped out of the factory.

The manic and furious roar turned into reality, and the surrounding world collapsed and collapsed in an instant.

The ground cracked one after another, and gullies visible to the naked eye whizzed towards him, as if an invisible and ignorant shock wave hit him.

But the figure with black mud flowing all over its body just stretched out its right hand towards the inferior.

The shock wave disappeared suddenly when it approached him three steps away.

"Stop it..."

The hoarse voice whispered word by word: "My poor son...

"Stupid trash..."

The next moment is like turning back time.

The damaged ground in front of him was repaired one after another, and the sound wave returned to the inferior one.

Even if the power of the sound wave couldn't hurt the inferior, it still collided fiercely with the shield on the inferior.

The strength of the inferior collided with the strength of the inferior, but it knocked the inferior back a few steps.

"Thank me, poor one."

Tovatus said leisurely: "This is a compliment that you depend on me."

His pupils shone with a strange red light: "Things that you will never be able to do in your life...I will fulfill your wishes that cannot be fulfilled.

"Don't you want to kill that man with your own hands? But because you are bound by fate, you will never be able to do it.

"And I gave you such a chance... Fight with all your strength. Because it's just a clay puppet, it doesn't matter if you destroy it.

"It has the same ability as your father. Why don't you try it, if you are not bound by fate... can you resist that man?"

"…I do not."

But the underdog calmed down instead.

Tovatus frowned, and controlled the black clay figure to stop in place.

He looked at the inferior with some disappointment: "Are you afraid?"

"No ~www.wuxiahere.com~ because it doesn't make sense."

The inferior spoke slowly, his voice became calm and low again: "I will not do that kind of ugly act of venting my anger."

Only his slightly trembling hand lighting his own cigarette proved that he was not at peace.

"Using violence in order to vent the anger bound by fate...that is not fundamentally different from using one's own power in order to escape the shackles of fate."

The inferior said word by word: "It's just that what I hold in my hand is the invisible power to destroy others. And what he holds in his hand is also an invisible 'power'.

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"She told me...don't be vicious and insensitive people like you. She taught me, don't be people like you...only know how to manipulate, rewrite and destroy other people's fate unscrupulously, and forget about yourself But they are nothing but marionettes of fate."

He raised his head and looked at Tovatus with disdain.

There was no trace of anger in his eyes.

The fist was not clenched, but the words that were slowly spit out were so heavy: "I used to, when I was very young... I also had naive fantasies.

"I fantasized that what my father did was not intentional, but forced; I fantasized that my father loved me, but he was as clumsy as a storybook and not good at expressing.

"I used to fantasize that I could be loved by my parents like an ordinary person...with parents to be able to love."

He took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke ring.

"I regret it. He wasn't human at all—or so vicious that he was no longer human.

"Or, that man has no heart at all." Click to download the APP of this site, massive novels, free to read!