"I regret letting you go to the Reflection Tower. Adam had barely reached the gate when Alva's voice rang out.

He pushed open the door, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, still dressed as he had seen it for the first time, white clothes and hands stained with dye.

"Teacher Alva. Adam steadied himself and smiled confidently, he turned around and said, "Rest assured, I'll take care of these issues soon." ”

Alva looked up and drank Adam's words, seemingly unwilling to look at Adam squarely.

Brother Char's intentions, Alva was clear.

Char hoped that he would be redeemed as he taught Adam, who was similar to him in his youth, and guided him step by step on the right path.

Because of this, Alva could not let Adam go under any circumstances, he really did not have the faith to teach Adam well.

Char says he has been redeemed, but Alva is not sure, he is afraid that Adam will lead to his ambition to cause harm to others.

Under normal circumstances, Alva would accept Char's arrangement, recognize Adam as a student, and redeem himself by redeeming Adam.

However, Char missed a little because of poor information, and he didn't know that Anthony was still alive.

I don't know what kind of mentality it is, maybe it's an escape, maybe it's atonement, or maybe it's just to give some comfort to an old friend, Alva recommends Adam, who is similar to himself, to Anthony.

It's just that, as he said, he regretted it.

Alva put down the bottle, and for a split second, he seemed to want to make a move, and wipe out Adam.

But when he lowered his head, the dusk sunset shone the last light through the window on Adam's body, and Adam, who was dressed in aristocratic clothes, caused Alva to hallucinate.

"Who are you? This place was the first thing I looked at. Young Alva came to the wall, but found that there was already a man sitting there, and the morning light on his face, and the handsome countenance, and the aristocratic attire, made Alva, who was a commoner, a little jealous.

"My name is Anthony, is there a place here, do you want to watch the sunrise together?" Anthony smiled heartwarmly.

"Okay, then I'll give you a place in a difficult place, and a place for a stuffy gourd. Alva, who didn't admit to being warmed, climbed up with a hard mouth.

"Anthony ......" Alva took a step back, muttering a mutter, and then quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look directly at the light again, although the twilight was not dazzling.

"It's better to be like that. After saying that, Alva pushed open the door and fled, and left, the pictures of the past, together with the effects of alcohol, made his spirit a little trance.

So much so that he did not notice the dimming gold coin in Adam's clothes.

In the reflection tower, in the dark twelfth floor, Anthony looked at the "Past" hanging there and was silent, and lowered his head, revealing a hint of joy and relief.

Looking at Alva who left like this, Adam felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart, Alva came over this time and left suddenly, which seemed a little inexplicable.

Alva got into the carriage, poured a large sip of wine into his mouth, and returned to Latour's house in a daze.

Adam watched Alva leave, suppressed his uneasiness, and went upstairs.

The doppelganger stood up instead of him, and once again the clone constructed was more anthropomorphic, under the effect of his instilled a lot of vitality, the doppelganger looked like the real Adam on the surface, just be careful, it shouldn't be found that this is a clone.

Adam himself began to check himself, he still felt that there was something wrong with Alva's appearance, but after careful inspection, he did not find that there was anything like a curse on his body.

After several checks to see no problems, Adam burrowed into the box, reined in his breath, and manipulated the doppelganger to send himself out.

Adam...... Or rather, Nether touched the scar on his face, and this time he left maybe it was time to be separated from the identity of 'Adam'.

Soon the box was transported to its destination, and Nether pushed it open, silently stood up, and cast a dustless shield to remove the dust from his body.

Will and Regina immediately walked up, along with two others.

They are Pizza, who is also a werewolf with Nether, and Ose, the ghoul.

These four talents are the elite team recruited by Nether.

Perhaps relatively speaking, the ability is not the strongest, but the willingness to leave Loya and go to the kingdom of Lorcan is the strongest.

Therefore, their loyalty is sufficient to ensure that there is a common interest.

"Let's start the second phase of the Tears ritual, we're running out of time. Adam looked around and said, this is a secret warehouse set up by the Suk Chamber of Commerce and Ruber, and they will probably stay here for the next few days.

Will had already arranged everything, he was already a swamp man, his body changed rapidly, turning into a lump of soft mud, and after a little wriggling, he reunited into a new look.

At this time, the door of the warehouse was opened by another 'Will', and Nether's perception allowed him to discover that this 'Will' was the old human servant before Will, and he had a layer of stuff similar to swamp mud on his body, allowing him to disguise himself as Will.

"Master, I will do what you have told me. His gaze was instantly locked on New Weil, and he bowed down and gave one last salute, then closed the door and left.

"Hey~" Will sighed, but didn't stop it: "From the time I came out of the swamp, it was he who taught me to know the world......"

After that, Will paused again, unwilling to say more.

Nether sees all this, but he has no interest in probing into the secrets of others, and even if he does, it is useless, humans and xenomorphs may have special exceptions to understand each other, but the contradictions in the general environment will never be reduced.

Nether shook his head and pulled out another crate of clay from the side, still not absolutely confident that Adel would be able to kill Aiden.

Soon another clay doll was made, but because of the rush of time, Nether did not engrave the magic model, and after a little disguise, he sent the doppelgänger out.

"I still don't have enough energy. Controlling the puppet clone at home to sleep, Nether was a little more relaxed, and controlling three bodies at the same time is not the same concept as one heart and three uses.

Nether followed the senses and quickly chased them to the other side, Adel and they seemed to have begun to move.

He could see a flash of fire in the distance.

And under the reflection of the firelight, Adel seemed even more fanatical, and this fanaticism even made some of the aliens around him feel fearful.

"Whoever stands in the way of Lord Riggs will die!" Adel shouted as he raised his blade, completely oblivious to the impact.

Adel, who had already failed once, feared that he would be abandoned by Nether, so after receiving the latest orders, he had fallen into complete madness.

"Desperate to eradicate this man named Aiden. "The order was accompanied by five demon goats.

Because of this, after identifying the right man, Adel led the man and the demon goat to attack directly.

After falling into a certain frenzy, other aspects of sanity will be lost, so Adel directly ordered the demon goat to send out a fireball spell to bombard Aiden's place.

I didn't care about the huge movement after the fireball technique was cast.

"Are you the minions of Nether?" Aiden's voice was not disturbed in the burning room, he carried his sword, and his body glowed with a layer of light, and he walked out step by step.

It's just that this also made his situation show in the eyes of Adel and the others, Aiden's other arm was twisted, blood was flowing down the arm, and under the effect of the high temperature, a trace of fishy smell spread.

The damage from the explosion of the fireball technique had already injured him, and he had no idea that the attacker would be so crazy.

"But if you come, I'll catch you and make Nether throw in!" Aiden roared, blood falling from his head and staining his face red.

On the other side, the monk stood in front of an empty house, knocked on the door of the house next door, and came out with a wry smile a short time later.

'Adam'' neighbours had all recently moved to another township a little further away, and it was said that a man with brown curly hair gave the money.

The new residents are all people who are not familiar with Adam, and their physical characteristics are very vague, and they cannot be used to question Adam's identity in a short period of time.

The other party had long expected that someone would come to check his identity, and he was prepared.

"I can only run one more trip, but I don't have enough time. The monk looked at the tired and panting horse, sighed bitterly, and looked up but was stunned.

A man, coming from a distance, dressed in ordinary sackcloth, with black hair simply tied behind his head with hemp rope, barefoot and carrying a strange sword in his hand.