I looked at Caesar, and Caesar looked at me, and his expression was so consistent that I couldn't guess what was going on in his heart at the moment. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Perhaps, Caesar at this time had nothing in his heart. Originally, he was no longer Caesar, but just an evil remnant soul that existed in this world after Julius Caesar disappeared. Now, the prototype of Caesar was standing there, looking at me motionlessly.

My brothers and sisters were standing aside, looking at me expectantly.

Now, I can't let them down, and although I don't know what to do next, I can't allow myself to choose some escape path right now.

Father Caesar has given so much for me, and this is the time for me to repay him.

I walked slowly towards where my father, Caesar's remnant, stood. At this moment, the remnant soul was looking at me with a pair of eyes that were so clear that my heart ached, and I slowly approached him.

At first, as I approached him, I felt fairly well, and it seemed that Caesar was standing quietly like the most ordinary of men, and, it seems, his temper seemed to be very gentle, so mild that it was more lovely than the average man. When I approached him, he didn't show anything out of the ordinary, just stood quietly, and it seemed like he was someone anyone could easily approach, and could even easily take him down without much effort.

However, in the face of the calm of this Julius Caesar in front of me at this moment, my heart is fluctuating.

I had a situation with this Caesar, when I first set foot on this place, and when I first found him, at that time, my energy was extremely powerful, in fact, if it weren't for the Sith and their timely arrival, I would have become the ghost of this Caesar's remnant in front of me. His strength is actually shocking and frightening. But at this moment, Caesar stood quietly in front of me, motionless, as calm as water, and this made me feel even more frightened.

I slowly approached him.

In the beginning, everything was normal, nothing out of the ordinary, and I approached him without any problems. But as I approached him at a certain distance, I suddenly felt an indescribable pressure, similar to the one I had felt when I first found him. And, when this pressure first appeared, a powerful force was born, and I was shocked in an instant.

"Lyle, be careful." Not far from me, Joseph's anxious voice rang out.

"It's okay, let Lyle try it first, let him get closer first." Just as I was still about to move forward, I heard the voice of the Sith, which sounded so calm that I couldn't find more meaning in his tone. And at this moment, I also had some unwillingness in my heart.

"Sith, you don't feel a backache when you stand and talk." At this moment, hearing the words of the Sith, Paul spoke, "You let Lyle get so close to Caesar's remnant soul, what if Lyle is injured?" Lyle is so weak, you let him try。。。。。。 Clearly, there was a suppressed anger in Paul's voice.

"Paul, Lyle is not weak now, it's just that this kind of thing that stands in front of him for such a short time still has to take a lot of risks after all." Joseph said, "This kind of thing, Sith Lord, no one dares to try it, and you let Lyle take the lead, which will undoubtedly cause him a great disservice, and I think that an important person like Lyle should not rush to it now, but put it last." Joseph's voice seemed sensible, and it was also another cool taste.

"If you don't let Lyle come closer, then, now, who among us can do this?" Sith said.

I listened to the conversation of the people behind me, and my steps slowed down unconsciously. Maybe the Sith was right, or maybe Joseph's was right. But it doesn't matter who's right. At this moment, I have to make up my mind to believe in myself.

There is no way to regret something, and there is no way to decide what absolutely. At this point, the situation I was in was an absolute danger, but even so, I had to face it myself. Do I have a choice? Not at all.

And so, after a moment of silence in a chaotic state of thought, I finally found my direction and faith. I steadied myself, then slowly lifted my feet and slowly began to walk forward.

Caesar was not far in front of me, still looking at me, his face unchanged, his handsome eyes shining with some almost magical light.

Between me and Caesar, at some point, some smoke began to grow, and this smoke blocked my view and made me see the face in front of me no longer recognizable.

"You want to get close to me, and then, what do you want to do?" Eventually, when the smoke grew thicker and thicker, and I could barely see what was in front of me, the man in front of me spoke to me.

"I'm going to be close to you and help you with something." I said.

"Help me?" Caesar's remnant soul couldn't help but laugh when he heard my words.

When I heard that laughter, my heart also swelled up, and that was the laughter of Julius Caesar. In the past, in the days when I met him, Julius Caesar's laughter was like this. Although my father smiled very little, and I hardly heard him laugh, I still encountered such a rare opportunity or two.

At this time, I really heard the laughter of my father, Julius Caesar, again. When I understood this, I couldn't help but feel heartache.

However, in the face of a powerful coercion, I do not have much time to be sad and grieved. At this point, all I have to do is stabilize my emotions and finally stabilize the person in front of me.

"Yes, to help you." I said.

Hearing my words, the man in front of me sneered, "You tiny vampire who is almost a human being, why do you say you want to help me, and you are so confident that you can help me?" Caesar's remnant's voice was faint, and there was not the slightest hint of sarcasm in his tone, but, in fact, I could feel his strong negative component and tone completely.

This is no longer his father, Julius Caesar, but another completely strange and dangerous person in his father's garment.

I admonished myself in my heart.

"Why are you helping me?" The voice was faint, as if it was so faint that it could be melted immediately, but the meaning seemed even more stubborn in this indifference.