"Surprised to see me. Barlow Stuart walked slowly towards Ian, a smile on his lips, "It seems that Lord Lord is not omniscient. ”

Ian didn't speak, but his mind was spinning desperately. How is he? Why is he? Isn't he supposed to be dead?

"It's not easy to disappear right under your nose. Barlow paused about three meters from Ian, "It's not always the right time to meet a storm. ”

"You want to get out of the team?" Ian said coldly, "Then why did you enter the team again, wouldn't it be better to hide behind my back and plot against me." ”

"Because my last name is Stuart. Barlow smiled, "As the one with the best relationship with you among the four major families, how can you not send the strongest hunter to support you? ”

"Do you get the answer? ”

"Of course. Barlow shrugged, "That is, nothing special. You've been called the most powerful hunter the Hall has ever seen, but in my opinion, it's too much of a name. If you're really that strong, why are you stuck here? You should really look at what you look like now, poor like a dog. ”

Ian's voice trembled a little, "Why?"

"What do you mean?"

"All. ”

"I really don't know how to answer that question, Lord Lord. "But I can guess what you want to ask the most." Are you asking me why I, as a member of the Stuart family, have united with the royal family to calculate you? Actually, it's very simple, I'm forty years old this year, and I'm still just a hunter, and the head of the family only needs one sentence to make me a prince, but he didn't do it, but you, are you twenty this year?" Barlow's smile became brighter, but his tone became more and more aggressive, "You are above all of us, Lord of Thorns? ”

"That's not what I want to ask you. Ian shook his head, "I just wanted to ask you, are you still human?"

Barlow's smile narrowed little by little: "What do you mean?" ”

"Twenty hunters, twenty exactly. Ian coughed violently, "You want to kill me, I can understand that, but why would you want to move them? If I'm not mistaken, there were some Stuart dead among them." ”

"yes, but do you think I do? If you want to get great power, you have to pay some price. "They are the price, and their sacrifice is worth it, so that we will be more powerful, and we will be able to survive the end of the world." ”

"Remove that last sentence. Ian stared at Barlow, "You're just trying to get power." You treat all of us as bait, and the fisherman doesn't apologize to the bait for the fish. ”

"You're not wrong, but as long as you get the fish, sacrifice some bait is nothing. ”

"What do you think you're fishing, fish?" Ian growled, "That's the thing that almost destroyed the entire dwarves, the most powerful!

"Really?" Barlow curled the corners of his mouth again, "Actually, I don't like you very much, you take yourself too seriously. Do you think that this world will be without you? No, no one in the world will change because of this, what we need must be fought for with our own hands. You have the power of God in your body, and the blood of the Dragon Emperor still flows in your body, so of course, you can't understand those of us who have been fighting day and night for more than ten years, wandering on the edge of life and death. ”

Barlow walked up to Ian and looked down at him, "You can't understand us. Also, please don't talk from the perspective of a human being, are you still human? You don't have human blood flowing in your body anymore. ”

As he spoke, he pressed the arrow from Ian's shoulder, and the blood flowed uncontrollably. Ian gritted his teeth tightly, he wanted to punch Barlow, but he couldn't, his whole body seemed to be unloaded by some mysterious force, and his whole body was in a state of semi-paralysis.

"Arrows are poisonous?"

"Of course, in order to limit your strength. Barlow smiled, "After all, I didn't see you as a human being all along. You are obviously a dragon, you are a descendant of the Dragon Emperor, although you are dressed in human skin, you can't hide the fact that you are a dragon. The Terrans don't feel comfortable putting their future in the hands of a half-dragon, don't you think? ”

"Are you mentally comforting? Think of me as a dragon, and you can do it with peace of mind, right? Ian said coldly, "What a shame, is it really embarrassing? Is the identity of the Lord of Thorns already overwhelming you? You have to find an excuse and hypnotize yourself before you dare to attack me?"

"You're sharp-tongued, but it's not much use, you're going to die anyway, just give your blood to that guy. You know, Gornes, how excited do you think he'll be once he's got the blood of the Dragon Emperor?"

"Maybe I'll swallow you in one bite. ”

"Perhaps, but you must die before me. Barlow shrugged, "Don't you think this is the best place to kill you? In Gornes' territory, the Iliad's power is completely ineffective, and you are just an ordinary fellow, and in fact you don't have to go to such great lengths to deal with you." ”

Barlow said as he turned his head to look at Manhe, "Yo, there's an old guy here? Why, are you Barton's friend? Where's that guy?"

Manhe frowned, "What do you mean?"

"That old fellow betrayed us, or else do you think you'll be alive until now?" Barlow looked at Ian again, "You should have found that pool on the second floor, where you were supposed to give your blood to Gornes." But Barton betrayed us, and that old guy took control and took half of you. But so what? Who of you can escape?"

Ian froze. Patton, betrayal?

"Judging by your expression, you don't know what's going on. Barlow looked at Ian with pity, "What a poor child, you have no father or mother since you were a child, but I have to say that you are really a annoying guy." I used to be the head of the house, now I'm an old dwarf, oh, and Greg, but so what? all the people who could help you are dead, and now you're the only one left, weak and pitiful. ”

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