"There is no longer than time, for it is never-ending, and there is no shorter than time, because it is always fleeting in a hurry, it is the slowest for those who wait in agony, it is the fastest for those who seek pleasure, whether it is noble or lowly, rich or poor, Beauty or ugliness, everyone has time, so no one pays attention to it, but when time passes away, no matter what the price is paid, it is irretrievable, so it is the most precious; without time, nothing can be done; what is not worthy of future generations to remember, it is forgotten and returned to nothingness; great, it makes them immortal. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info So the answer is time, right?" Uriel said his answer with a shudder, and looked at the silence expectantly.

Silence applauded, and the crowd came to their senses: "Young man, you have solved my riddle once more, and the next thing will be your last test, listen carefully, there is a king who intends to put a famous prophet to death, but before he is about to be executed, the king said to the prophet: 'Aren't you very good at prophecy? Why can't you predict that you will be put to death today? I give you a chance, you can predict how I will execute you today.'" If your prophecy is correct, I will poison you, or I will hang you. 'What must a prophet say to escape this?'

The puzzles bombarded everyone's nerves one after another, and this last one pushed everyone to a dead end, this prophecy was right and wrong, and they would die, should they intercede with the king? Even the well-informed Uriel was completely shocked, and many people who heard this puzzle for the first time were not much better, because guessing right and wrong would have to die, and it was a dead end, and the king did not know what kind of hatred he had with the prophet, and he wanted to die like this.

People who are not familiar with this kind of puzzle solution can only bow down in front of this kind of puzzle, but Uriel, who has finally passed two levels, will not be willing to stop there, and the onlookers on the side have completely put on a gloating expression, they have completely given up thinking, just waiting to see the other person collapse the good show, compared to this kind of pain that has been within reach but missed will be very interesting.

Seeing that now they finally understand that this silence is playing tricks on people, deliberately making some very rare puzzles to make things difficult for people, and finally directly throwing out a dead question, and this memory has not been passed on to others, how can it be possible to forget their own name? One thing to note is that the crystal ball on the stall is also called the memory transmission ball, which can be instilled into the mind of another person if both parties are willing, this kind of crystal ball can be called sky-high, and there is no price on the market.

After saying the puzzle, the silence continued to pretend to be stupid, Uriel clenched his fists and two eyes purred, putting himself in the position of a prophet, desperately thinking about the hope of life.

"Hahaha, give up, he's clearly playing with us. The onlookers laughed, silent and unjustified, and they thought that what they were saying was the truth.

Uriel's guards gritted their teeth, eager to draw their knives and chop all the impudent creatures into meat sauce.

The night market on East Street became lively because of this, and the onlookers told the people who came after them what had happened, and soon the people who came after them also put on that mocking look, the temptation of the silent inheritance to them was like the temptation of drug X to addicts, and what they couldn't get didn't want others to get, so they used all kinds of provocative language to disturb Uriel's thoughts.

Silence is like his name, he doesn't care about the noisy and chaotic atmosphere around him, he just looks up and doesn't know what he's thinking, and he gives the greatest tolerance and forgiveness to the young man in front of him who has solved two puzzles in a row, he will wait until Uriel says the answer or choose to give up, maybe in some corner of his heart he expects Uriel to be the person he has been waiting for.

Jackel and his two guards came to search for him, and soon saw the group of adventurers who were gathering around and searching for their majesty in the crowd.

"It's strange, according to Your Majesty's temper, how can you not come here to join in the fun? Could it be that Your Majesty is in danger!?" Jackel muttered quietly, and then suddenly realized, and the sudden startle startled the two guards behind him.

Just as Jackel was about to look around in a cold sweat, someone poked him in the back.

"What?!" Jackeld jerked around and knocked the man behind him.

"Ouch, Lord Jackard, you're here. The guards who followed Uriel found Jackel in the crowd, and when he gently tapped Jackeld's back, he was knocked to the ground by Jackeld's hand, and said weakly with his face covered.

"Why are you here? What about my lord?" said Jackeld, realizing something and suddenly changing his tune.

The guards told Jackel and the other two guards about the cause and effect of the incident, and Jackeld's face was very exciting, especially when he heard that Uriel almost fought with the undead, and when he heard Uriel's two shocking problems that broke the silence, he couldn't help but applaud, but his face gradually sank after hearing the content that followed.

"You mean these people are disturbing your thoughts?" asked Jackeld uncertainly.

"Well, yes. The guard replied with some trepidation.

"Give up, don't stand in our way, it's a shame!" The onlookers' boos reached Jackard's ears, and Jackeld instantly became angry.

"What are you doing with that dead face? Don't stand in the pit and don't!"

"Get out, get out, how can a pig like you get the inheritance of Lord Silence, go back to your pigsty!" The onlookers saw that they were silent, and gradually the scolding became more and more filthy and more blatant.

Jackel could no longer hold back his violent temper, Uriel was the most respected person in his life, there was no one, and now this group of lowly adventurers dared to insult his idol and king, and the terrifying killing intent erupted from his body like a volcano, and the onlookers only felt a chill on the back of their necks, and when they turned around, they saw the angry Jackeld.

Before Jackel could officially attack, a more powerful, obscure force poured out, and the noisy scene was instantly so quiet that it became eerie, people's mouths just opened and closed, but there was no sound to make, even if they clapped their hands hard, except for the pain, they could not make a sound.

When they turned around, they found that the silence that had been pretending to be stupid had already stood up, and the blue skull fire in their eyes had turned a cloudy red, and the momentum that made people so suppressed that they couldn't breathe pressed on their hearts like a mountain.