As the second prince of the Golden Empire, Bruce was naturally on the invitation list for the Church of Fortune celebration, which was expected by Talos.

In fact, this is another important reason why Naga accepted the invitation, and Talos has always been haunted by the coincidences mentioned by Ellison, the Resident Bishop of the Church of Wealth.

Before meeting Bruce, Talos had imagined a variety of ways to observe in the shadows, and went up to talk about a fake friendship, but things went far beyond his expectations.

On August 30th, the city of wealth, the Golden Temple Square, the ceremony to celebrate the launch of the Goddess of Fortune Golden Harbor platform is about to begin.

Talos's place was placed in the third row of the left column, a position worthy of his identity.

Suddenly, the soul fire trembled slightly, and an indescribable feeling welled up in Talos's heart.

This feeling is very peculiar, similar to a special sense of telepathy, and similar to the intuition of warning signs before danger is coming.

But for some reason, at the moment when the soul fire trembled and the feeling emerged, Talos sensed a message that surprised him very much: Bruce is here!

With an apologetic smile, Talos hurriedly ended his conversation with a female wood elf on his left, and looked at him in confusion.

Sure enough, immediately after, he saw Bruce Finch, the second prince of the Golden Empire, appearing in the Golden Temple Square in the midst of the stars and the moon.

It was a young and handsome human youth, with long golden hair, a tall figure, wearing a golden and red mage robe, with a hint of appropriate majesty and ostentatiousness in his calmness, both in appearance and aura, he was very outstanding, and his spirit was very extraordinary.

In comparison, James, the third prince who came to the City of Fortune with Bruce, was much inferior, although he was tall and burly, with a sword at his waist, he did not stand next to Bruce like the heir of the dignified Golden Empire, but like an accompanying escort.

These were probably the first impressions ordinary people get after meeting Bruce, but in Talos's eyes, this human youth brought him a very special sense of familiarity and closeness.

It seems that if he rudely stops the second prince of the Golden Empire now, the other party will not have the slightest sympathy for his rudeness, on the contrary, they will talk to him enthusiastically, as if they are old friends who have known each other for many years and talk about everything.

However, Talos was pretty sure it wasn't any kind of affection or friendship, but Naga was also certain that this special emotion that almost resonated with him was still above Maximilian, who was in the same vein as the Immortal Whale!

The unexpected anomaly made Talos fall into a burst of confusion and a little overwhelmed, but in the next second, this familiarity and closeness that appeared for no reason disappeared without a trace, as if everything just now was just an illusion, replaced by a tyrannical and bloodthirsty impulse, which instantly changed from one extreme to another!

Kill him!

The endless killing intent boiled in Talos's heart, and wave after wave invaded his brain, like magma that had been imprisoned in the depths of the earth for thousands of years finally seized an opportunity to vent and gush out and wreak havoc on the earth!

Since becoming a full-fledged professional, Talos had never experienced such a strong and surging murderous force, and the hatred and pain caused by the Fabian incident were simply the difference between raindrops and the ocean that he endured now, and there was no comparison at all.

It seems that there is an irreconcilable contradiction between him and Bruce, an unforgettable hatred, and only by cutting off the other party's head and completely destroying the body and soul from their respective levels can the killing machine in the heart be calmed.

This killing intent came so strangely and suddenly that before Talos could defend his sanity with the extraordinary will he had successfully resisted a counterattack from [Gluttony], his mind and senses were already tossed helplessly in the wave of killing intent and destruction.

Talos knew that the vertical snake pupils must have manifested in his eyes, and he had to clench his teeth to temporarily suppress the bloodthirsty urge that made him feel terrifying, preventing the froststeel scimitar from being unsheathed in front of the public, and by the way, blocking back the roar that rushed into his throat.

However, the anomaly is much more than that, in the surface world, the earthly python, which represents one of the seven primordial desires, crawls out of the fog, and a pair of cold eyes pierce the void and roar in the direction of Bruce.

A second terrible and dark thought was like a red-hot soldering iron on Talos's fragile brain, conveyed by a terrible scorch: Eat him!

Peel the skin and bone, and swallow it in the belly!

Blood, bones, souls, not a single one can be spared!

"Talos, are you feeling a little unwell?" asked the kind wood elf, who had just had a pleasant conversation with Talos.

The Wood Elf wasn't a healer who was proficient in white magic, and she didn't need any magic items, she only needed to look at Talos to know that the Naga boy who had just been talking and laughing with her was not doing well.

Pale face, vertical pupils, bloodless lips, and a slightly trembling body......

If it weren't for the impossibility of knowing that it was impossible—this was the Great Temple of Gold, the headquarters of the Church of Fortune that could be named the Holy Land, the Holy Power was always shrouded and rippling, and even a god of moderate divine power was watching—the Wood Elves would have suspected that Talos had just fallen under a terrible curse.

"I'm fine......" Talos' breathing had become rapid and hoarse.

After a while, Naga continued to speak, as if just saying a few words had become extremely difficult for him: "It's really fine...... I just need a break. ”

The Wood Elf comforted him twice in confusion and thoughtfully left space to Talos.

Invisible to the Wood Elves, beneath the chair specially made for the Naga, Talos's eight-foot-long snake tail spasmed uncharacteristically, twisting and twisting into a horrible mass.

Talos struggled to look away from Bruce's gaze at the beginning, and the simplest of the usual movements became very difficult at this time, and it was because of this that Naga did not miss Bruce's expression.

Almost as Naga felt the strangeness, the human youth frowned imperceptibly, and although he was still talking to others, the smile was withdrawn from his face little by little.

Then, the human youth's forbearant and cold gaze was cast accurately in the direction of Talos.

Naga's gray-blue snake eyes collided with the emerald eyes of a young human being, each reflecting the other's appearance, and then staggered.

The clear and pure orange soul fire tumbled violently, bursting out one flame after another, the bloodthirsty impulse gradually receded, and the second primordial desire after gluttony appeared in the soul fire.