The ghostly arms attracted the attention of most passers-by, who were disgusted, surprised, fearful, and indifferent. Nothing www.biquge.info written at the beginning has been sealed, except for those that cannot be changed.

Marcos continued to walk down the street as usual, unoblivious to the gaze and chatter around him. In fact, curious guys tend to lose interest in their targets after a dozen seconds. Here, as long as the ghosts and gods don't maliciously hurt people, they usually don't shout for him to get out of their sight. Just like they have always been indisputable, they don't care what kind of guy they are, they only care if their lives and property are threatened.

Some distance behind him, Maffeo followed his back with his head slowly drooping, the heat of the West Coast summer leaving him somewhat listless. It's almost irresistible, no one wants to look for someone who seems to be able to see your life and your destiny on a hot day. The other party exists like an almighty god, and you have no room for resistance in front of him. And it is usually accompanied by the feeling of fate ** control, but if fate cannot be changed, then what is the point of the existence of the other party?

"Maffeo. Marcos, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and said. "I want to ask you a question. ”

"Say it. Maffeo replied lazily.

"Why don't you turn around?" his question surprised Maffeo. "Why do you ask?"

"Because I know you, you don't go to Alice because you want an answer that might not make much sense to us at all. I know, you hate her so much. Marcos spread his hands.

Maffeo coughed, which was really the reason why his throat was a little itchy. "I'm going with you because I'm just a wretched creature with no goal right now. You tell me where I'm going if I don't go to Alice, what I'm going to do, why, at least one person in front of me who understands me. I'm going with you for the same reason I'm coming back here. Even if it's a meaningless answer, I'd like it. ”

Marcos didn't expect Maffeo to confide his true thoughts to him at such a time, which surprised him a little. "At the end of every road there is a goal, and everyone has it. Even you, even though you always think that you are so different from others. ”

"Aren't you? Since the day our arms were infected, we have been destined to be different from normal people. ”

"You're right, let's move on. Marcos turned and stepped again. Maffeo followed him in silence, walking side by side with him.

Two years is enough time for a bard who can predict almost everything to get a place on the West Coast, but in fact, she is no different now than she was when Maffeo left two years ago. She still lives in that simple house, the most ordinary house on the West Coast, and although there is an endless stream of guys who come to her door to ask for help, she always has a confident expression on her face.

If she didn't know witchcraft, Maffeo would definitely think it was. Because when he and Marcos arrived, the people who asked for help here dispersed almost at the same time, as if they were being manipulated by magic. But no one felt anything unusual, not even the magicians in the surrounding magic academies. So the people who asked for help embarked on the road home in the spiritual world of ** control, the real way home.

"Welcome. Alice's words are sometimes very succinct, for example, at times like these, when the guy she wants to greet arrives.

"Alice. Marcos responded to his greetings with due courtesy. Maffeo, on the other hand, was not so friendly, he didn't even want to look at the ominous woman who exuded an ominous air.

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Fry. Alice didn't mind Maffeo's rudeness, and she still greeted him.

"Yes, I'm happy too. The disdain in Maffeo's tone was already able to converge into an elemental ball that produced a huge explosion in place.

"My prophecy came true in the end, and unfortunately, the source of disaster finally befell here. Alice fiddled with Marilet in her hand, and it always stayed in Alice's hand, as if it were a part of her life.

Marcos wasn't going to talk nonsense either, so he got straight to the point. "What exactly is an apostle?" Yes, all they know is that these powerful creatures that inexplicably appeared on the continent of Arad are called apostles, but they never know who created this title and what it means.

"Who is the end of your adventure now...... Hehe, how to put it, it's your destined goal. Alice's answer had never been recognized by any of them, and they had never known that the Apostle was the end of their adventure. But when they thought about it, they found that their adventures all along were almost inseparable from the apostles.

"I haven't heard of that. Maffeo immediately denied it.

"To recap, everything from the mutation of the Gran Forest to the crisis of the magic circle in Sky City was all due to the Apostles. Alice smiled, as if she could defeat any opponent with words alone.

Maffeo tried to refute it, but he found that he couldn't. For as far as he knew, and had verified, the mutant gray crystals of the Gran Mori were in fact exactly the same as the breath of the castle in the sky. And the city in the sky was founded by the original ninth apostle, the tyrannosaurus king Bakar, and when I think of it, all this is indeed related to the apostles.

"You say it's fate, why do you say that?" Marcos asked.

"You are destined to destroy the apostles, for only then will you be able to open the way to go on and the answers you want. The appearance of Lotus is definitely not accidental, and if you can see defeating it as a string of keys to open the door, then I think things will be much easier. ”

"Why do we have to destroy it? As you can see, we can just ignore everything here and go wherever we want. Marcos asked rhetorically.

Even so, Alice did not waver. "Because you have to make a choice, there are so many harmful things in this world that people can see them even if they are blinded. All I can give you are a relatively simple answer, although it is not an answer, and the answer needs to be found and obtained by yourself, and it is obvious that the answer is with the apostles. Of course, you can choose not to take my word for it. But perhaps the only thing I can't predict is what kind of disaster it will bring here. ”

"I understand, we'll make a choice, soon. ”