Listening to Wayne's words, Barbara was struck by lightning.

She opened her trembling lips and said in disbelief, "What do you mean...... I'm going to live like this for the rest of my life?!"

Wayne reconfirmed, "I've tested your physiological samples repeatedly, and it's impossible to reverse the species in you. ”

"You bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Carried away by her anger, Barbara went on a rampage again, spreading her arms and rushing towards Wayne without the slightest hesitation.

Fortunately, Aldenan, who was quick-eyed, grabbed her and said loudly: "Calm down!"

Wayne looked at Barbara, who had lost his mind, and asked strangely, "During the days you were recuperating, I tested your physical function. Whether it's metabolism or anti-disease aging, your body is already far superior to humans. And, unlike the orcs and werewolves around you, your body will be able to wield more powerful abilities and live a much longer lifespan. This should be a great thing for you, why can't you accept it?"

Barbara roared: "How can I return to the stage when I become like this?! How can I return to the public eye?! If I can't perform or sing, I might as well kill me more happily!"

"Will you put meaningless social entertainment above the pursuit of power and the evolution of species?" Wayne said in surprise, "How did you grow your brain? Can't you even do the most basic trade-offs and comparisons independently?"

While listening to Wayne's poisonous tongue, Aldenan pulled Barbara with a numb scalp, and he turned his eyes to Carol, who was helpless behind him, and motioned for him to come and help him.

Carol, who had just woken up from a dream, hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the angry Barbara.

Aldnan walked up to Barbara with his free hands and shouted, "Listen to me! You want to see Randall again, right?!"

Barbara was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.

Aldenan added, "I ask you, if you die, it's just a corpse. Even if Randall is still alive, do you think you'll have a chance to reunite with him?"

Aldenan's words calmed Barbara slowly.

"You can only do what you want to do if you live, and when you die, you have nothing!" Aldnan slowed down and said earnestly, "So, Mr. Dunlop saved you, and although the result may not be ideal, it at least gives you hope." ”

To the surprise of the three of them, Wayne suddenly spoke, "I can't do anything to help you get back to human form, but if you just leave Twilight City, I may have a way to help you." ”

Carroll blinked, suspecting something was wrong with his ears, and he reconfirmed to Wayne, "Will you let us go?"

"I never wanted to imprison you with long legs. I kept you here only for the sake of testing. And with the forbidden ring around your neck, I just don't want you to disturb me. Wayne's face showed a rare tired look: "There are a lot of voices against me within the kingdom, and it may be the best choice for you to leave now." ”

Looking at the stunned three, Wayne waved his hand and said, "Go out, let me be quiet for a while." ”

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A thick mist filled the wilderness, and the crows chirped in distant places.

Randall walked aimlessly in the wilderness, his body as if he was stuck in the mire, and his steps became heavier and heavier. He looked at his surroundings and felt a growing sense of familiarity in his heart.

An old tree with a crooked neck, as he moved, gradually revealed its outline in the fog.

The moment Randall saw the tree, his whole body began to tremble, and he staggered backwards, shouting, "No!

Randall, who had not yet taken a few steps, suddenly stopped, and he found that the tree had reappeared in front of him like a maggot on a tarsal bone.

As the trees drew closer, the corpse of a hanged woman, swaying from the crooked neck of the old tree, was like a nightmare that could never be escaped, and it shook Randall's soul deeply.

Randall's knees trembled, he fell to his knees, buried his head deep in his chest, and cried quietly: "Mother, it's my fault, it's my fault!"

The corpse hanging from the tree suddenly opened its eyes and let out a sharp roar: "Monster! Why did I give birth to you in the first place?!"

Randall, who was shirtless, snapped open his eyes and sat up from the wooden bed. Sweating profusely, he was panting, his fingers were tightly clasped, and he didn't say a word.

After being silent for a long time, Randall finally eased his strength, he looked at the furniture and furnishings around him that obviously had the atmosphere of northern civilization, and said softly: "It's that dream again......"

There was a knock at the door, and Randall froze and said, "Please come in." ”

An elderly male shaman, accompanied by two apprentices, walked into Randall's room, looked at him and said, "Mr. Quincy, how is your recovery?"

Randall put on a pose that was fine, and said with a smile: "Look, it's fine, all the wounds are healed." ”

The old shaman said with relief: "When you first arrived here, you were in a coma for seven days, and everyone was worried about whether you would be able to survive, but fortunately, your vitality was unexpectedly tenacious......

Randall propped his arms on the bed and struggled to stand up, but he lost his keel, his limbs were weak, and he looked a little shaky even when he was standing.

The old shaman gestured for the two apprentices to help him.

He looked at Randall and said, "You've mentioned it repeatedly before, and you want to meet the sons of the gods who saved you?"

The latter's eyes lit up: "You mean, your 'god' is willing to see me?"

The old shaman smiled and sighed, "Mr. Quincy, pay attention to your words, that one is not only our god, he is also the only god of all. ”

Randall hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Forgive me for my gaffes, I really want to meet that 'god'." ”

"In fact, the sons of the gods want to see you too. The old shaman pushed open the door, turned back to Randall, and said, "Come with me, he is too busy to spare very little time to meet you." ”

The old shaman led the way, and the two shaman's apprentices supported Randall in the back, and the four of them walked out of the longhouse and into the streets of the city.

Looking at the bustling crowd in front of him and all kinds of buildings, Randall was dazzled and asked casually, "When I was recuperating, I heard others say that this place is called 'Froststone City'. ”

The old shaman held a wooden staff in his hand, and while smiling to receive greetings from the gods and goddesses, he said to Randall, "The people of the city prefer to call this place 'Atrium' more than the name Froststone City. ”

Randall took a closer look at the city's inhabitants, and he noticed that unlike Twilight, the people here had a clear class distinction.

The old shaman in front of him was of such high status that almost everyone who saw him had to salute.

The next highest class below him were those who wore weapons and looked like mercenaries, who walked through the streets and were always praised and flattered by countless people.

After that, there were the common citizens, and the lowest were the ragged slaves.

Randall followed the old shaman for a full twenty minutes, and even a rough count showed that this Froststone City was far larger than Twilight City in terms of size and population.

He asked the old shaman, "Where are we going?"

"It's coming soon. The old shaman pointed to the basin in the middle of the city, and Randall followed the direction he was pointing, and could vaguely see a large pillared temple in the process of expansion.

Worshippers come to worship in a long queue from the temple gate to the street several kilometers away.

The group reached the temple gate, where the elderly male shaman introduced Randall to another elder shaman.

"This is Minnie, the messenger of the sons of the gods and the leader of all shamans, and she will lead you to the Most High. ”

The old shaman, known as Minnie, looked at Randall with a smile and said, "Come with me, guest from afar, the son of the gods has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

With uneasiness and doubt in his heart, Randall, under the watchful eyes of the believers, followed Minnie into the temple gates, through the majestic hall, through the golden corridor, and finally to a newly built open square.

Looking up at the scene in the square, Randall couldn't help but gasp. A huge black dragon with a body length of more than thirty meters, lying on all fours, holding a fierce and terrifying dragon head, stared at his small figure.