"Ahhh......h Oooh......"

The old speakers vibrated and played country music from nowhere. Wrap around the bar...... Precipitation. It's like those distant years. To be honest, the music was hard to listen to, it was like an old woman moaning there without illness, but neither Muse nor Heck cared, they just drank, glass after glass, bottle after bottle.

The wine bottle was already empty, and even the spirits of the height could not hold two people to drink, and the new wine was sent over, and then emptied again, and gradually, the feet of the two were densely piled up, and they could no longer count it.

The muse was drunk, and so was Heck.

Not because of alcohol, but because of the reunion. In this bar called 'Memory'.

"You ran out when you were very young, it's hard to believe that you can survive to this day." The muse grinned, his left hand on the table, shining silver. "Until the last time I saw you, I always thought you were dead."

"Before you saw me this time, you thought I was dead." Heck lowered his head, his brilliant blonde hair hanging down in front of his forehead, and he quietly looked at the wine glass in his hand. "But luckily, I have a good sect master. He is also a good teacher. ”

"Why don't you say that she's still a good woman?" The muse smiled and reached out to rub Heck's blonde hair. "At this time, you should be with your woman, not you should be in front of me. You have to know that the wanted notices about you are still hanging on the wall. ”

"It's just a joke from some guys." Heck shrugged his shoulders. "That old fellow, Speaker, won't really do anything to me."

"yes, that's a cunning old bastard, and most importantly, he has a very good eye." Muse agrees. "You, your brother, and that blood pupil, and even Robbie of their gang, none of them escaped the eyes of the old bastard."

Speaking of blood pupils. Heck smiled. It's as if I saw the clumsy but stubborn guy again. At that time, the blood pupil was very weak, and he could be pressed down with one finger, but now, ......

"That guy is said to have reached planetary level?"

"It's not been for a long time, it could be a star now, it could be a black hole. Who knows...... The people of Crodil are monsters all by one. The muse rubbed his temples with his fingers, and his head hurt a little from too much wine. Especially the mention of blood pupils, which gave him a headache. The speed at which the guy evolved was so fast that the Muse was a little jealous. He didn't know where the bottom line of the blood pupil was. I don't know how big the potential of the blood pupil is.

Perhaps, as the Speaker said, the bastard who can create a miracle in Zào. Thinking of this, the muse glanced at Heck. This is also a bastard who can create a miracle in zào. By the way, there's the one next to it.

With a flick of his fingers, a wine bottle flew towards the man behind Heck. The muse smiled lazily. "Long time no see, have a drink together?"

"I don't drink." Jay took the bottle and placed it on the table again. "I'm only here to kill people."

"Kill many, many."

"I know, I know. You don't need to remind me. The muse shook his head. has always been so old-fashioned, as if he was afraid that others would not know that you were the number one killer of the starry sky. But, Jay, you don't know how to live like this. Don't you find it boring? ”

"Fun, useless." Jay replied. "Kill, mission."

His voice was flat, as if he were saying something inconsequential. But Muse and Heck knew he wasn't joking. This guy does think so, or rather, an obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to kill. But now there are more cosmic warriors at his feet than Muse and Heck combined. The hands of this indifferent black-haired youth were filled with the blood of the enemy. Every killing, every ruining of Miè, will make him more painful, more confused, and the whole universe, and only Heck and that woman can give his soul a temporary peace.

The number one killer of the starry sky, Jay. A man who never longed to kill, but was driven by the subconscious towards killing. Or rather, boys.

"Jay, I remember you've been out of assignments for a long time." The muse thought for a moment and whispered. "You shouldn't have come here, Nya managed to wash your hands clean, she and you have done a lot. If you accept the quest again, your murderous thoughts will break free and will never be resolved. ”

"You don't want to be a machine that only knows how to kill, do you?"

The muse looked up, his slightly drunken gaze meeting that of the black-haired youth. He saw indifference, with ...... Calm. He knew that Jay had made up his mind, so he gave up persuasion. Shrugged his shoulders. "Well, everyone is responsible for their own choices. I think I've said too much. ”

"I ...... Know. Jay suddenly spoke, answering the Muse. But I have a reason why I have to be here. It is necessary to re-stain the grounds for blood. I'm sorry, Muse. ”

"I don't need to say I'm sorry, I just don't want that woman to cry." The muse laughed, picked up a bottle of wine, and took a big gulp. "Besides...... Even if you come, it won't help much, you know that this is our last war, and the enemies we will face are far stronger than before, and in fact I don't know if I will survive. It's really redundant to care about you. ”

The Muse's left hand glowed silver on the table, suddenly expanding and reuniting, turning into a half-human-tall mechanical body with a thunderous roar.

"Muse! Get out of the way of these two little guys! I hate the smell of the weak. ”

"The weak?" Heck smiled, a light smile.

"Weakling......" Jie bowed his head and was silent.

"Creatures who can't see tomorrow will always feel that the world is so small." Heck's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop. Said to the Machine Master. "Do you want to know what tomorrow will look like?"

"Of course, what tomorrow will be like is not something that a weak person like you can look forward to, your only choice is...... Wait a minute! What did you do to me!? The Machine Master was about to get angry when he suddenly cried out in horror. It saw many black spots on its body, rust, characteristic of the end of mechanical life.

"What is this!? Damn it! Take it away! Get out of the way!! ”

"Seven hundred times the jump in time, it's just a little joke, I hope you like it." Heck smiled. With a flick of his fingers, the body of the machine master was restored to its original state. "Giving you a glimpse of what tomorrow will look like will be good for you to broaden your horizons."

"Alright, goodbye, brother. This time I just came to say hello and hope you take care of it. With that, Heck stood up and walked outside the bar door. Jay followed closely behind him, like a shadow.

Looking at the rapidly disappearing backs of the two, the Muse didn't say anything, but the Machine Master roared under his breath. "Muse, do you see that? They're laughing at me, it's an illusion, it must be!! ”

"Ridicule? Magic? Muse rubbed his chin and smiled nonchalantly. If I were you, I wouldn't think so. Let's see how you are. ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a snap, and a crack appeared in the middle of the machine master, and part of the body actually broke away silently......

"Absolutely, Jay...... Sure enough, my hands were going to be stained with blood again. ”

Looking at the falling body of the Machine Master, the Muse sighed. (To be continued......)