"You mean, threaten me?" Wright cast a disdainful look at Yaroslav, and in front of him, he poured the red magic power into the seven "dark touches" behind him.

boom!

The sound of magic and air colliding with a brilliant light spot like the fire of the New Year scattered everywhere. Wright's "Dark Touch" suddenly opened, like a blooming flower of flesh and blood, and even like a "alien monster" wandering between the mainland and swallowing people in an instant, showing his power to Yaroslav.

But it seemed that Yaroslav had a backhand. His facial expression in the face of Wright's threat was not fluctuating at all, and even the corners of his mouth were slightly raised to show his contempt and contempt for Wright's childish behavior.

"There is no threat in this world." Yaroslav said in a leader-like tone:

"There is only a helpless choice after weighing the pros and cons. Sometimes, you have the power to choose, but most Cruzd people, even those who live in this world, do not have the power to choose. But humans do not only run like clowns in the program preset by the Creator, but can create any valuable thinking product in the "park", and then make them out from the "degree of freedom" that reaches the extreme.

"It can be said that humans may be tools made by the Creator to peek at themselves, but humans also have the potential to become the Creator. Humans... are the only 'divine' race among the eighteen ancient races with "complete wisdom". This is also the main reason why we can defeat the dragon clan and the 'Dark Night Lord' and achieve the final victory in the ancient dragon war."

"What if I refuse? Chief Yaroslav." Wright looked up and stared at Yaroslav with his already red eyes. He was very angry. This extreme anger was enough to transform into a devastating fire power under the blessing of the red magic power, but in fact, his mental power kept him still maintaining complete and extremely controllable rationality.

"Death, disappear." Yaroslav pronounced two extremely lethal words in Cruz German. He paused, turned the "Vasily pistol" to Wright's heart, and said sternly:

"You have no power to choose, and I have no power to choose either! When we appear in this world, we are wrong! Cruzde has no 'savior', and the Sunnese Empire has no 'savior', and perhaps there is no 'savior', and their 'immortals', their 'immortals' are just a group of despicable humans who are greedy for honor. If the 'park' fails to appear, humans will be surrounded by the tide of the 'ancient sea' and move towards an 'anctuary' beyond majesty and sacredness."

"You are a person who is not afraid of death, Yaroslav. I can feel that you are actually very loyal. I guess that there must be an event that makes you feel 'betrayal', so you become extremely and fanatical, extremely and fanatical against the belief that you once extremely loyal. I am not wrong, the commander of the Cruzder soldier, the commander-in-chief of the Battle of the 'Red Fantasy Relics'." Wright laughed lowly, and gently stroked his traumatized "hidden touch".

"Shut up!" Yaroslav was obviously a little angry, "I order you to shut up!"

"Shut up?" Wright felt secretly happy. He let a senior federal officer break the defense in just a few words. If he tried harder, perhaps Yaroslav would reveal his flaws in his anger.

"Captain Yaroslav, the act of not letting me speak is precisely because I really poked your pain point, or guessed the real reason why you wanted to adopt the 'park plan'. It is not embarrassing that anyone hates being betrayed. Since that Chief Executive Vasily is the supreme leader of Cruzd, you should be considered his subordinate from any perspective." Wright's tone deliberately added a little provocative meaning.

"So what?" Yaroslav asked with a gloomy face.

"The act you have done because you feel the 'betray' is just another kind of 'betray'. Since you are the officer of Cruzd and the Chief Executive has activated you, you destroy his plan... or plan, and openly make an objection. This is not only 'betray', but from the federal level, it is called 'rebellion'." Wright almost put his head in Yaroslav's ear, and said in a low voice, with a smile that anyone could easily detect.

"ah!"

Standing there in a daze for a few seconds, Yaroslav suddenly broke his defense and roared at Wright, but the twisted wrinkled face revealed the funny circus clown-like funnyness.

In front of Wright, he opened the security of the "Vasily Pistol" in his hand and pulled the trigger towards Wright's "Secret Touch".

Bang!

Although Wright's "Touch of Darkness" is a pure organism composed of flesh and blood, under the blessing of "old" and red magic power, its hardness is no less than diamonds that cut glass, or special alloys used to cast old imperial space equipment.

The "Vasily Pistol" is only bigger than the palm. The production style is based on the low-key and frugality advocated by the Cruiser Federation, which highlights the special status of the holder. In addition to the special silver bullets inside have enhanced killing effects on "exotic monsters" and the loser, in most aspects, the "Vasily Pistol" is far inferior to the rifles equipped by grassroots soldiers, and even the "Bothria" pistol equipped with the middle and lower squad leader.

The silver bullets shot from the Yaroslav's pistol and the "Touch of Darkness" turned into countless pieces and spread out. Even though he fired a few more shots, the bullets could not cause any substantial damage to Wright without exception.

Perhaps this venting has dissipated most of the blood stasis in Yaroslav's heart, perhaps, the rational instinct as an officer Cruzder played a role.

Yaroslav, who had originally planned to threaten Wright with a pistol, took off the magazine of the pistol and handed it to Wright, but instead threw the pistol itself between the brick and stone roads covered with green and weird plants under his feet.

"Anyway, Wright, you have no choice. If you refuse the request to cooperate with me, we cannot leave this 'Red Illusion Relic'. What will be greeted will be hunger, pain, confusion and collapse, even if the psychics behind me and the people behind me are the people of Cruzd and descendants of Ivan Twenty-two." Yaroslav turned his back, stared at the broken palace in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

"Please make it clear." Wright felt a strange coldness on his back, which made him feel a sense of fear that he was trapped in the shadow of an invisible giant hand, and he tried his best but could never escape.

"That was the year." Yaroslav cleared his throat and introduced to Wright like a lecture:

"When Ivan Twenty-two deployed the 'Fire of Heaven' to the 'Red Illusion Relics', there was no such diverse and complex 'non-Euclidean space' here. Any passages were one-way and linear. The emperor even had the leisure to build a palace for vacation here.

"The so-called 'wind wall', in the old imperial secret documents we interpret, shows that it is just an expensive security measure to 'buy' from the gods. The god who sold 'wind wall' to the emperor was the controller of 'Pramini', the Lord of Eternal Chi."

"It's really unbelievable that both of them will have such a deal. I think the gods have natural contempt for human existence and are simply disdainful of dealing with humans." Wright whispered.

"Anyway, after gaining control of the 'Wind Wall', the old empire used the 'Ivanka Scythe' to test it many times. As long as it is turned on, it will be indestructible, but as long as it is closed, anyone can go in and out without any harm." Yaroslav said:

"Humans are always engulfed by fears of one kind or another, whether it is fear of death or the fear of the destruction of the empire. In short, as a supplement to the "new plan", the "main control" of the "Red Illusion Relic Destruction Plan" and the related link system were constructed, Ivan Twenty-second borrowed the power of the frozen god Winterkoller to summon the "old gods" and use their common power to disrupt the internal structure. And..."

"And what?" Wright asked, his tone seemed a little anxious.

"Not every independent space has a path to the outside world," Yaroslav replied:

"And, even if the entire space is randomly sorted at every moment, there is only one path to the 'last laboratory' where the 'main control' of the fire of Heavenly Punishment is stored."

"You won't want to say that it is where we are..., right?" Wright's expression has changed from the ridicule, disdain, and smirk just now to the seriousness of being uneasy about reality. If he is really trapped here forever, "The Sorrow of Pramini"... The yesterday of the Lord of Eternal Chi is his tomorrow.

"You're right." Yaroslav said the answer that Wright didn't want to hear the least, "It's this 'Ancient Temple'. You should be curious why the best group of soldiers in our Federation gathered here without any traces of battle, let alone any blood or wounds.

"That's because, according to the outside world's time flow rate, we have been resting here for three days. The battles we experienced after breaking into this ruin are not easier than you. Moreover, the rules of 'Ancient God' and 'Sad' will gradually wither and rot. Nearly 4,000 people entered the ruins with me, but now we only have the last 53 people left."

"So, since the 'Ancient Temple Trail' can lead to the 'Last Laboratory', why are you trapped here for three days?" Wright asked in confusion.

"That's because we really cannot go further. In order not to allow anyone to destroy his "main control" of the fire of heavenly punishment, Ivan Twenty-II set up a mechanical door in the palace leading to the "Last Laboratory". It cannot be destroyed or bypassed. Only the professional power of the [Order] can open it." Yaroslav cast his eyes for help at Wright, saying:
Chapter completed!