Riding the moa slowly through the wall formed by the fungus umbrella, Robin and his party really felt what kind of height the 799-meter-high tower was. The strong sense of oppression like a mountain made everyone begin to become solemn, and even Robin could not suppress an insurmountable despair at the moment of looking up, but with his strong emotional control ability, he did not show this emotion, but still maintained a dull countenance, quietly waiting for the marquis's summons.

Suddenly, the originally tight tower without gaps suddenly opened, and an automatic staircase slowly descended along the forty-five degree slope to reach Robin's face.

"Let's go, let's take responsibility." ”

Turning over and jumping down neatly, Robin Ang walked in the front. Behind him, Xia Zuo and Zhuo Luo also followed, stepping on the automatic staircase that slowly ascended.

In addition to AO95, who came to report first, Robin's group of eleven people slowly ascended the automatic staircase until they reached the end of the staircase, in front of the huge arch.

Pausing in front of the arch, Robin glanced up at the huge family representing the family of Timos carved above the arch.

The motif on the clan is a strong ram with straight spiraling horns raised like sharp swords, and the ram's eyes are burning with flames, representing the indomitable will and warlike xìng of the family of Timos.

Retracting his gaze from the metallic family crest, Robin took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and strode into it.

Behind the huge arch, there is a classical hall, the dark red sè main sè tone indicates blood, and also declares that the family of Timos is stepping on the blood of the enemy to step on the throne today, and the empty main hall and the iron throne directly in front of the main hall imply that the Marquis of Timos is the only lord here.

Since entering this main hall, the invisible pressure has weighed down everyone like a storm in the rain. The dark red tone, the solemn architectural style, the highly defined position difference, and so on all exert pressure invisibly, always showing the nobility and majesty of the Marquis of Timos, and people are unconsciously afraid.

Robin was well aware that the reason why the Marquis of Timos wanted to design the main hall in this style was to deliberately create this psychological advantage. So that every outsider who walks into it can clearly feel his strong home might, which is conducive to him to further grasp the initiative in the negotiation and play the other party in the palm of his hand.

"What a tough opponent......,......

Silently evaluating in his heart the man who hid himself under the shadow of the throne, Robin's temples were soaked by the cold well that couldn't help but emerge. But he didn't stretch out his hand to wipe it, but stubbornly held his head high and slowly walked under the high Iron Throne.

On the throne, the man hidden in Yīn's shadow supported his chin with one hand lazily, looking at Robin and his party with great interest, while ao95, who had come to report first, fell respectfully at his feet on one knee, like a frozen statue.

In the darkness, those eyes were so bright that it was difficult to look at them directly, including Xia Zuo and Zhuo Luo, everyone who touched his gaze couldn't help but choose to dodge, only Robin looked at him without any scruples, and refused to give in at all.

, "Strong young man ......"

Perhaps it was Robin's tenacity that made the Marquis of Timos feel unhappy, and he sat up slightly straight, and said this with a hazy expression.

At the moment when the words fell, ao95, who knelt on one knee, shook uncontrollably, and among Robin and his party, the replicants ak-651, cJ-1279, the blue race Luther, and the green race Mario, the four people who were deeply corroded by the concept of class, knelt down in panic subconsciously, while the Li and Tabbar brothers took a step back vigilantly, and only Robin, Xia Zuo, Zhuo Luo, and 1 ì Ona did not move, as if they did not feel the vain and dangerous aura of the Marquis of Timos.

Breath, might, this is a kind of ordinary people difficult to understand, in the old era, this trait is more manifested in temperament, with a long era of maintaining personal status on the sense of superiority to form a temperament transformation. But in the natural world, in the ubiquitous food chain of survival competition, breath and power are more of a display of the strong strength of the individual.

More precisely, it is an outward manifestation of an individual's strong biomagnetic field.

There was no doubt that the Marquis of Timos was using this way to show his strong personal strength, but he never expected that in the face of his mighty power like a huge wave, Robin and the other four would not be moved by it at all. In other words, among the twelve people in Robin's line, four of them actually have the strength to fight him.

"Interesting. ”

A look of surprise flashed across the face of the Marquis of Timos, and he let out a strange smile as he slowly stood up and looked down at Robin condescendingly.

Through the faint light of the dome, Robin, who looked up at the Marquis, finally got a clear view of the face of the power holder of the Bunandi galaxy. But he didn't expect that this marquis on the 10,000th floor was actually a blue man with lake blue skin and silver pupils.

Robin's surprised expression did not escape the Marquis of Timos's gaze, he slowly walked down the stairs in front of the throne, staring at Robin with his bewitching silver eyes: "You feel strange about my skin?" Or do you think that it is impossible for a blue man to become a nobleman with such a high responsibility as a marquis? ”

"No, I think you're mistaken, I'm not racist, I don't have any discrimination against skin. I'm curious about you only because you're the first blue nobleman I've ever met, that's all. Robin took a slight step back as he spoke. The reason he did this was not because he was afraid of the Marquis of Timos, but because of his incredible height, standing in front of the Marquis of Timos, who was more than two meters and ten meters tall, Robin had to tilt his neck to talk to him, which made him have to take a step back to talk to him from a slightly more normal visual angle.

"Actually, I'm the only blue nobleman in the Hoffman Empire, so there's no chance you know other blue nobles. As he spoke, the Marquis of Timos looked at Luther, the blue man on one knee in Robin's ranks, and after staring for a moment, he shook his head in disappointment.

Robin noticed the disappointment in the Marquis of Timos's eyes, and was keenly aware of the meaning behind the disappointment.

Not long ago, Robin had asked ao95 to check the Marquis of Timos. However, in that report, Robin did not read the fact that the Marquis of Timos was a blue man, and there was no photo of the Marquis of Timos posted in the information, so that Robin could show the Marquis of Timos from the photo.

Clearly, AO95 deliberately hid this message. Of course, AO95's concealment may not be malicious, maybe it is just a fear that Robin will have racial leanings, or maybe Robin will take advantage of this to make a big swing to touch the Marquis of Timos's scales, and make the situation out of control.

But he apparently underestimated Robin's insight, and Robin's computer-like thinking at one moment.

Although the meeting with the Marquis of Timos had not been five minutes long, it was only in those five minutes that Robin had already sensed the loneliness hidden by the majestic mask of the Marquis of Timos.

Loneliness, it sounds a little incredible, but in fact, this is the most authentic inner portrayal of the Marquis of Timos.

As a blue man with blue skin, silver head and silver pupils, the Marquis of Timos is destined to be an outlier, and his interests will definitely be forced to cooperate with the blue man because of his skin. [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］