Ever since she got Luna's bracelet and remembered everything from her past life, in less than a day, Jareth had imagined countless reunions with Regulus (Marruth). Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info She thought about the diabolical behavior she had done the last time she saw him, she thought that Regulus might have been terrified and scared to be killed by her again when he saw her again, she had thought that he might still have a little illusion about her and gladly accept it, that Regulus might see her as an enemy and turn against her...... But she never imagined that reality would be so embarrassing.

But Arales and Regulus looked at each other, and neither of them said a word for a long time. Her face was a little embarrassed, and her left hand clenched the sacred artifact of the Son of the Son of the Goddess of the Moon, which she had taken from Luna. She had been reluctant to give it back to Luna, not because she was afraid that she would awaken to her enemies again, but because she was afraid that she would lose the memories of her past life, which she had so hard to recall. But Jalais was sure that the memories she could recall from her past life must have something to do with the bracelet, maybe the Goddess of the Moon had sealed her memories into a holy weapon when she cursed her, and she was afraid that if she let go, she would turn back into the cold demon blinded by false hatred. Flodi, an ordinary human woman, was much better and happier than her, the former captain of the Royal Guard and the son of the goddess of love and peace. At least, Flodi had loved vigorously and had someone who had truly accompanied.

"Marruth, I'm sorry......" Kyales tried to break the silence.

"No, you'd better call me Regulus, we'll talk about it later, now I have more important things to settle with Randolph!"

"Regulus, ...... the hell" Luna stood beside him, looking up at him with a puzzled expression, when a distant roar from Vorrell was heard, "Luna, you come back for me! What are you doing with that man!"

"But what is the situation now, what do you say about him?" asked Dave.

"It's a long story, you just need to know that I'm awake. But Yalais replied with some concealment, and then stared closely at the solemn atmosphere of Regulus and Randolph. Randolph had a certain understanding of this person, and in their eyes, Randolph should be a kind elf with opinions, ability, prestige, and conduct, not to mention that he also gave her a lot of help. However, after recalling the memories of her previous life, the facts of Randolph's past that Flody had heard from Marrus and the several encounters she had had clouded her impression of Randolph with a layer that one could neither see nor touch.

"Randolph, I've got it all in mind. Regulus said.

"Oh, what do you remember, my Lord War?" Randolph asked rhetorically, somewhat sarcastically.

"I remember some details. Regulus walked slowly towards Randolph and beckoned Luna not to follow, "You blamed me for killing the Elven royal family, and at first you said you believed me and suspected that there was an inner ghost on your side, and I investigated with you for more than twenty years but failed to find the existence of that inner ghost. Later, almost every accident of the elven royal family was attended by you. Perhaps Ensith's fall was not a mental disorder, or perhaps his insanity was caused by someone in the first place, and his situation was not very similar to that of Mick Desman's controlled soldiers? Rip Desman was executed by Leach, but he was captured by the human army because of an anonymous piece of information he received at the time. Because of the previous battle in Miller, I have a certain understanding of the obsidian stone, the power of the magic stone that destroyed the Volker district of Elton City 1,500 years ago, the power of the magic stone that can control the minds of soldiers and make them crazy, and the power of the magic stone that can tamper with memories to make them forget everything, and you once had an obsidian stone. As for the threat of the Dark Elves that you have been preaching about, I have lived with them in the Abyss of Zeller for more than three years, and they have no memory of the wars that took place, and they think that the ground is filled with poisonous gas and cannot be inhabited. Perhaps 10,000 years ago, the ancestor of the Dark Elves also obtained an obsidian stone, and he tampered with everyone's memories in order to make the Dark Elves forget their hatred and live happily and peacefully. They haven't moved for 10,000 years, because they don't even know that there are high elves and humans in this world. Regulus gushed and analyzed.

"Interesting story, but these are just your speculations, not a basis, as for your life with the dark elves in the Depths of Zeller, who can testify for you? Even if what you say is true, how can you be sure that those dark elves are not lying to you?" Randolph's expression did not waver, as if he did not care about the series of details that Regulus had cited against him.

"Someone can testify for him!" Kjares interjected suddenly, and she took a few steps forward and walked to Regulus, facing Randolph, "Marrus had told Flordy about his experience in the Abyss of Zeller, and he had been with a man for more than half a month, and that person Dave had met not long ago. She turned her head to look at Dave, who looked dazed, and nodded, "He's Rainer Sulrim, the son of the god of fire and craft!"

"Reiner, Reiner, he's really on the ground?" Regulus asked, somewhat surprised, to Koyales.

He had been imprisoned by Randolph for six years, but he had recently escaped and was now missing. ”

"Where, nowhere to be found!" Randolph repeated the words of Koyales, "how can a man who is nowhere to be known bear witness for you?" his usual smile appeared on his face, but it seemed to Koyales a little ill-intentioned now.

"There were other details. "When Dave and I visited you, Warrell was immediately informed, and we suspect that there is a demon among your people. When your subordinate Watt discovers a clue to the inner ghost in the intelligence room of the Swordtower, he is shocked and frightened beyond words, no, it is a curse that prevents him from saying the name of the inner ghost. Watt struggled and uttered incomplete information before he died, saying, "...... Curse," I didn't understand what 'spell' meant, until I saw you use a spell on the Demon God of Destruction that I had never heard of or seen. He was referring to a person who could cast spells. ”

"Randolph!! the person who gave me the information turned out to be you?!! you play with me!?" Vorrell was furious, if it hadn't been for the previous battle that had exhausted her strength, she would have rushed towards Randolph.

"Lord Vorrell, please calm down, how can you doubt your own people because of the enemy's words?" Randolph laughed, and then turned to Koyales: "Your speculation is too far-fetched, isn't it?

"Really?" So where is that Eddie now, and can he come out and confront him? But Jarais asked, "He can't, because he's dead, and there's no proof of death, right?"

"Randolph, in vain I have always trusted you so much, don't you love Isabella Desman so much?

"Shut up!!" Randolph finally couldn't restrain his emotions and roared at Regulus, "how dare you say her name! How can you still face me after you brutally murdered Isabella, who was only twenty years old at the time!! She was wearing the armor of the woman next to you, and died by your sword, and you don't remember the crime you committed when you look at her!"

"No, it's not me, it's you who used the magic stone to control me and commit all this!" Regulus argued, but there seemed to be a slight panic in his tone.

"Control you?" Randolph chuckled, "Ask this woman next to you, her subordinates have all been manipulated by the Son of God of Hades with magic stones, but she has never been controlled, because magic stones cannot affect the son of God, not even the son of God, how can they control you, the god of war? Don't make excuses for your own cruelty, you don't deserve to be a god, you are a demon!!"

"Am I a demon?" Regulus faltered, his mind flashing images of those who died at his hands, he saw Mick Desman, he saw Reiner's house blown to ruins, he saw the elven girl lying in a pool of blood and the sword covered in blood in his hand......

"Regulus, be sober, don't be fooled by his alarmism!" Koyales woke up Regulus, who was almost out of his mind.

Randolph took two steps forward unhurriedly: "Is it really time for us to discuss these things now? I finally managed to kill a demon god just now, and there are ten such guys, do we still want to continue to create internal contradictions?"

"What do you want? Want us to stick together and do your bidding?" Vorrell walked over to Luna's side and put his hand on her shoulder, "Randolph, dream on you!"

"The Heart of Cyrim. Regulus said suddenly.

"What?!" Randolph was startled.

"That's what you want, Cerrim's Heart. Regulus looked at Randolph's greedy eyes that were about to glow, "You should already know it's in the Abyss of Zeller, but you probably didn't know that it has been transformed into a holy artifact of the Son of God, the god of fire and craft, I obtained it 10,000 years ago and gave it to Valken for transformation." ”

"Have you ever had the Heart of Cerrim?"

"That thing is indeed a powerful artifact, but I can tell you that Valken has set a vengeful curse on you, and if his son of God obtains the artifact and awakens, everything on this continent will be ruined!"

"Why are you telling me this?

"No, time is running out. ”