Overturned Tower

Overturned Tower Chapter 42 is not a cell, nor a shelter

Russell frowned deeply and sighed.

For this decadent and powerless man who seemed to have lost hope, Russell felt nothing but disappointment.

It was like punching cotton... His hatred and anger were accumulated in his fist, but he couldn't get out.

There may be wrong names, but there are never wrong nicknames...

"As expected, it is you...'sheath'."

Russell murmured softly.

He could feel from the words that the heart of the "sheath" was nothingness.

It was a small space for holding the sword. If the matching sword is broken, the sheath will also lose all value.

Or put it another way...

[Sheath] itself is a kind of "container".

He is so similar to Russell in this respect—what they exhibit is not their own. It is the hero's shell shaped by everyone's impressions, a shining and gorgeous scabbard full of gems. But he is just a "sheath", and the sword stored in it is not him.

He obviously has the deeds of a great man and the power of a hero, but he only has a cowardly mortal heart; he obviously wanted to seek death at first, but instead he completed a difficult task that is almost impossible.

He is not really a strong man, because he does not have a heart that belongs to a strong man, and he does not have the tenacious will to face difficulties and obstacles without regret like a "natural hero"; but he is by no means what he said. Such a humble and incompetent person... can bear such a cruel and painful transformation, and even lose his human appearance, which is a painful test in itself; and defeating or even killing the undead dragon is undoubtedly called It can be called a "great cause".

From the perspective of a third person, what a silent and powerful person this is!

But when he spoke, he could only feel the trembling soul from his unshakable voice, and taste the fear and inferiority that had never gone away since childhood.

The boy who gave up his life and fell from a tall building... Although after that, he underwent plastic surgery to modify his appearance and make his appearance look firm and stable, but his heart did not change much.

To this day, he is still the boy he used to be.

He is neither good nor evil.

He's not good, but he's not bad either.

But this is undoubtedly even more tragic... because what he denies is not only what Alice has done for him, his friends and the organization's trust in him, but also his own life.

This man's soul has already become fragmented like the halo on his head.

...slowly.

Thinking of this, Russell's heart suddenly moved.

He suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

Just before, when he and Delphinium saw the "sheath" on the street...he clearly felt that it was an extremely dangerous man.

He just looked at it from a distance, and he could feel a compelling sharpness—that is the decisiveness that only a person who has let go of everything and is ready to give up everything and swing the final sword will have.

It should be like a comet hitting the moon and a white rainbow penetrating the sun. Longing for a magnificent death, silent and heavy, dangerous and deadly man.

And Delphinium also confirmed his heart at that time...

It is a soul that has almost no "love" in its heart, only a certain ideal, a certain path, and a certain dream, and is willing to sacrifice everything for it.

He was completely different from the decadent and powerless man in front of Russell.

Even, when he was sitting there quietly, there was still a compelling force; when he just stood up and sealed the deer head, there was still a kind of unshakable determination. But after he started to tell the story of the past, that feeling suddenly faded and disappeared without a trace.

Russell raised an eyebrow.

He could feel that what the man said was not a lie—he still had the ability to recognize lies.

But why, the sense of disobedience he felt from the sheath was so strong?

"...In that case."

Russell said slowly: "Why did you come here on purpose?

"From the land, you tried everything possible to return to the empty island; you killed a group of mercenaries in front of me, and then rushed to the side of the deer head in front of me-not to go to my home to talk with me, but to go to Babel Inside the tower, and sealed the head of the deer before talking to me. You know, this is a top-secret place where even I don't know the real location.

"You have wasted so much effort, I don't think it's just to stab the head of the deer.

"After listening to what the deer head said, you finally started to do it; before talking to me, you specially sealed her eyes and ears, and blocked her tongue. Because you have something you don't want her to hear, yes Bar."

Looking at the silent sheath, Russell said slowly: "Then let's talk.

"'Since that's the case, what is the only historical copy that you burned in the church back then?'... You probably hope that I will ask you this after listening to it? Then I will really ask.

"Now it's your turn. The answer, what is it?"

The sheath "watched" Russell and was silent for a long time.

Then, he sighed slowly.

"How did you find out?"

"Your emotions are indeed well controlled, and there are no loopholes in your words. The problem is your motives.

"In the final analysis, how can a truly desperate and decadent person have such action power. You didn't even come back when your mother passed away. You, in order to let me 'don't see the answer to despair', And make a special trip back to stop me?

"You even explained to me the transformation you received and your record of killing the undead dragon. You don't look like you are waiting to die...Mr. Sheath."

Russell narrowed his eyes: "Since you don't want to say ~www.wuxiahere.com~ directly, let me guess first.

"Did this world once have a brilliant civilization that could even touch the starry sky. But in the end, under the interference of foreign civilizations or some kind of internal crisis, it chose to self-seal?

"The head of the deer said very clearly that the 'Ash Dome' can be opened by ourselves. It is impossible for a prisoner to hold the key to his own cell; but the dragon is still restricting the development of civilization and technology, so it It doesn't feel like a shelter either.

"You also said that this world is like a prisoner who has been sentenced to death and is in the final probation period...Let's not say that there is no death penalty in this era. What you mean is that the death of this world is already doomed, and Not now—then what you call a 'death sentence' is a future of resource depletion.

"The dragons are constantly restricting aerospace technology and guarding the false 'gray dome' above the sky. This means that the dragons believe that we can leave this planet alone. They believe in our motives and abilities, so they specifically want to Many restrictions have been imposed; but at the same time, the giant dragons are maintaining the order of this world and trying to repair the damaged world. This shows that they do not have killing intentions, but are still trying to maintain the foundation of civilization.

"In summary…"

Russell said slowly: "This is not a cell for death row prisoners, nor is it a shelter for avoiding disasters.

"—but an isolation ward that's never going to be opened, is it?"

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