Ever seen how a dead man crawled out of a grave on his own?

Flame.

Green flames gradually burned in the grave, accompanied by a crackling sound, behind the sound of burning wood and the sound of pangolins burrowing.

Poof.

A pale and green flaming right hand burst out of the ground.

Half ringing.

"Flames, it's my ......"

"Smack!"

"You're not a fire girl, you're a fire man!"

Baker slapped him directly, and looked at the zombie who was slapped to the ground by himself in front of the grave, burning all over his body, and his face seemed to be a little suspicious, and said: "The anger of the weak, no matter how angry it is, it is useless, guess it, the two of us, who is the weak." ”

The fire man who even had a green light flashing on his head: "You can't control ......"

"I'm not a summoner, I didn't intend to control you, I said, you do, if I'm happy, you'll be my little brother."

"Fifteen years later, I'll be free."

"You're thinking about fart!"

"You promised me."

“……”

Baker's face was expressionless: "The pot in my previous life, mind my, but you want to be free?" ”

Past lives return to past lives.

What he did in his previous life, why should he be asked to memorize it, let alone his previous life, even in the most noble first life, Baker did not have any interest in participating or understanding.

I am who I am.

Baker Morton, a good ...... Male god!

It's just that......

Baker tilted his head and looked at the zombie Brand who had been resurrected through the corpse: "Can you tell me, did I promise you anything?" ”

Zombie Brand used a hideous expression, and then, told the most cowardly story.

back then.

In the Valoran universe, there is a planet called Lockfa, the planet is dominated by the sea, on the surface of the sea, there is a sea marauder, in a deep sea cellar, they saw a beating flame in an ice cage surrounded by runes, this kind of thing is impossible to burn, especially in this kind of place, however, the beating of the flame is like the song of the sirens with hypnotic magic, fascinating, full of temptation.

Thus, Brand, who had been imprisoned in the Rune Age, was resurrected in the body of this sea marauder.

And then.

When he made a vow to exterminate all humans in Valoran, especially the very short yodeler, Brand was ...... by a man when he had just left the planet Lockfa in a shuttle No, it was a god who captured it.

Afterwards.

The man told him that his woman was playing a game in Valoran and didn't want to be disturbed, so he just rubbed Brand into a pearl and was sentenced to a thousand years in prison.

Baker touched his chin: "In other words, you can be locked up by me for nine hundred and eighty-five years?" ”

Brand's voice was low: "Yes, in fifteen years, I will be free again!" ”

There was a pause.

Brand looked up at Baker, "...... Is that right? ”

Baker smiled.

He knows that he is barren, right, or the same sentence, the promise of the previous life, about the current.

That's when it happened.

Baker came back to his senses, glanced at the outside of the cemetery, then looked up, summoned the teleportation bridge, boom, the teleportation bridge came, and left here directly with Baker and Brand.

After three and a half seconds.

New Jersey, Jersey City!

Rumble!

Baker descended in the abandoned base of the Aegis, looked around, simply embodied an iron throne in the back, sat down, and then looked at Brand: "There is something, go and help me do it." ”

Brand said directly: "Can I be free? ”

Baker laughed: "Freedom, aren't you free now?" ”

Brand lifted his head with green flames: "It's better to die than to be free!" ”

Baker: "......"

Shouldn't this sentence be a panda man, or someone else's line?

Baker was tempted to ask what if he was to live and eat, but that sentence didn't fit well with his identity.

Accepting a younger brother is actually an art.

The little brother who needs to be accepted with various temptations, not the real little brother, the real big guy, the big guy who attracts many little brothers to take refuge, should be infected by the personality charm of the big guy and choose to follow it willingly.

For example, Mephisto's small two.

Although Baker doesn't want to be a big man, the more he chooses to follow his younger brother because of his charisma, then he can prove that his charm is extraordinary to some extent.

Brand at the moment?

Baker shook his right hand, took out a glass of bourbon, took a sip, crossed his right leg, shook the wine glass, and said slowly: "Okay, I'll give you freedom!" ”

The green flame above the zombie Brand scurried: "You released me?" ”

Baker said, "Yes. ”

Zombie Brand turned around and glanced at the locked warehouse door, then at Baker, "So, I can go?" ”

Baker shrugged: "Of course, as long as you can get out." ”

Brand blinked, as if thinking about this, then glanced up at Baker on the Iron Throne, and then turned and walked towards the warehouse door.

I'm leaving.

I'm going back to Valoran and kill those damned humans, and, those damned dwarfs!

With every step Brand took, the green flame soared, and when he reached the warehouse gate, there was a bang, and the whole person turned into a green flame.

Rumble!

Duang！

A cloud of green flame flew upside down, popped, and landed on the ground, bouncing twice.

Baker, who sat on the Iron Throne with his legs crossed, smiled with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Brand got up from the ground and glanced at the warehouse door with some suspicion.

Again!

Rumble!

Duang！

The warehouse gate didn't move, and Brand, like an upside-down kite, slammed to the ground, this time not bouncing, but landing on the ground and sliding five meters in the direction of Baker's Iron Throne.

"Haha!"

“……”

Baker looked at Brand who got up from the ground and looked at him, and covered his mouth: "Sorry, you continue." ”

Brand spoke with a green flame: "You don't keep your word. ”

Baker blinked: "You want to be free, I gave it to you, isn't it, I am now, have I restricted your movements?" ”

Brand: "......"

Freely?

Even in my most unbridled career as an Assassin, I wouldn't dare to say that I was a free man, after all, at that time, I still had to clock in to work on time with the fragments of my self in the textile factory.

What is freedom?

Freedom is the reflection of strength, the stronger your strength, the higher your degree of freedom will be, prevent, if you don't have any strength at all, then, your degree of freedom is not as free as the NPC in the game.

At the very least, the NPCs in the game don't need to eat or sleep.

Brand took a deep breath of Green Flame: "What do you want?" ”

Baker said, "Surrender to me, and I give you the freedom you can get." ”

What the?

Baker spoke to himself again, and then slapped himself in the face again?

Accept the younger brother, what you want is that the younger brother chooses to be convinced because of the personality charm of the big guy.

But is Brand a little brother?

Brand is at most a subordinate, accept a subordinate, what do you need your subordinates to do willingly, worried that his subordinates will devour the master, hehe, if he dares to jump, Baker will dare to kill.

Again, that's the same sentence.

In this world, there is nothing Baker can't kill, the difference is only in the same, Baker wants to or not.

"Don't think!"

Brand spewed out green flames, looking like he would rather die than give in: "I am free." ”

"Under my rule, indeed, you are free."

"I want 100 percent freedom!"

"Keep my order, you, one hundred percent free."

“……”

Baker smiled, no matter how Brand said what freedom was, it was still a sentence, he had freedom, provided that he obeyed his order, otherwise ...... Stay here for the rest of your life.

Branding was unyielding, and he looked iron-clad.

Half ringing.

Baker shook his head, snapped, snapped his fingers.

Bang!

Brand turned to look at the Noxus guillotine that suddenly appeared behind him, hanging many dead heads under the guillotine.

Baker sighed on the Iron Throne.

The next second.

Just when Baker felt that he should not have the overlord's breath and leaked his life, with a pop, the zombie Brand knelt directly under the Iron Throne and shouted to Baker: "Big guy! ”

Baker: "......"

Iron-clad?

Rather die than submit?

Baker opened his mouth, saying that before he entered the transcendental, he was very accurate in looking at people, but after entering the transcendental, it seemed that this function of discerning people should not have been updated in time, so there were many mistakes.

Just like this, can it be called iron-clad?

Baker looked at Brand, who was kneeling on the ground and was only ten seconds slower than Mephisto, and couldn't help but think that Brand should become a pair of good friends with Mephisto.

At the very least, when it comes to kneeling, Brand and Mephisto seem to be half-hearted.

"Kneeling?"

"Hmm."

"Surrendered?"

"Big guy!"

"Not reluctantly?"

"Not at all!"

"Don't be free?"

"The freedom given by the big guy is the real freedom."

“……”

Baker looked at Brand in front of him, and couldn't help laughing, when he didn't go to the guillotine, that was a person who would rather die than give in, and went to the guillotine, that is, he was lost?

Or is this product thinking that it would rather die than surrender so that it can make itself more treated in the future?

Baker shook his head.

Rise.

The Iron Throne behind him was disappearing like snow.

"Something......"

"Big guy, you say."

Baker glanced at Brand, who had still learned to answer, was silent for a while, put away the manifested guillotine and said, "Go and execute a demon and a mother and son." ”

Brand didn't even think about it: "Okay, is there anything else to order, big guy?" ”

Baker turned to look at Brand surrounded by green flames: "Things are done beautifully, if things are done beautifully, when you come back, when I don't need you, you can do whatever you want, and obey my order." ”

Brand: "......"