"Get out of the way."

Strangulation just spoke in a calm tone, and his voice sounded like a lion's roar.

The indifferent roar sounded, and people looked afraid.

When the strangulation came, he casually pushed the strong man with the horns aside.

The other party didn't dare to speak, and stood aside with his head down.

Under the somewhat frightened and wary gaze of the Paradise Bird, Strangler walked up to the "barber" and put his hand on his shoulder.

As if he was about to screw off the barber's head with his own arm, he grabbed the barber's head with his arm and said to the crowd, "This man is my brother, you will remember it later."

"I have something to talk about with my brother, and you continue with yours."

Strangling said, patting the sad on the back. In a non-obstinatory tone, he said, "Remember his face, and then it will be all forgiven." When he came, he called me. ”

Xi Fu glanced at the Paradise Bird, and quickly added, "This girl is also here with His Excellency the Barber. ”

"All the same, all free."

Strangler glanced at the Paradise Bird.

After seeing the frightened look in the eyes of the paradise bird, he didn't even bother to continue to look at her.

The monster-like coercion, and the powerful deterrent power that cannot be ignored, make the entire underground boxing arena quiet like a study room where the head teacher comes to patrol.

It wasn't until Strangling pulled Russell away through the small door next to him that the scene gradually returned to noisy.

And the host, who was silent after the strangulation appeared, also began to warm up for the first time; The little magpie girl, nicknamed "Happy Funeral", also began to give drinks to people who won the previous game and charged for the right to watch the next boxing match.

After Strangling and Russell went out through the small door, he walked down a narrow staircase into the basement.

The iron gate at the door resembles a giant safe.

Strangler reached out and grabbed the orb inside a door.

After the heartbeat and fingerprint are detected at the same time, the strangulation twists the sphere and the door opens.

It's a safe house. In addition to enough food, there were also plenty of weapons and medicines.

On a round table is a map of the lower town.

It looks like a huge chessboard, with things like "gems", "wine bottles", and "bones" on it, mixed with other chess pieces, and it looks casual. On the map, some of the locations that have access to the upper town are circled in red.

Strangler exhaled and pulled out a bottle of rum and a bottle of champagne from the side.

"Which do you prefer?"

"All right, champagne."

Russell glanced at it and replied without hesitation: "The degree is low, I want to remain rational." ”

Strangler tossed the bottle of champagne to Russell, and he reached out and easily pinched the rum bottle.

"Sounds like you're good for the way of temperance and contemplation."

He grinned and showed a terrifying smile: "If I hadn't seen you fall higher than me before, I would have thought you were delayed by me......"

Russell noted...... The strangulation spoke to himself in a very different way than he had just spoken to the people outside.

When Strangling speaks to Russell, it is like communicating with an "equal" attitude.

Or, strangulation only after people, does it not have to show an aura like an overlord?

I guess it's all there.

Russell thought to himself.

He got up and found himself a glass, poured half a glass of champagne into it, and drank it without hesitation.

Seeing Russell simply drink the wine he handed over, Strangler couldn't help but smile like a lion.

"If it were a different person, you might be dead by now."

Strangling admonished in the tone of an elder: "Don't eat the food and drink handed by others. ”

"If it were someone else, I wouldn't take it."

Russell replied unceremoniously.

This is what he has just tried to figure out, and it is more in line with the attitude of strangulation.

He crossed his legs, poured himself a drink, and asked, "The one you said last night...... What are those monsters? Also, what does the high and low position of that volcano mean? ”

That's not very polite.

But he likes this straightforward way of interacting with him.

"It's fine."

Strangling thought for a moment, "I'm also your mentor...... Well, the barber. You remember, there are two taboos about death in the dream world.

"It doesn't matter if you're killed by another mage or killed by the environment, it will just make you unable to use spells for a while. However, it must not be killed or even injured by the shadows. You must not commit suicide - if you commit suicide in the dream world with the intention of self-termination, you are really dead. ”

"Are the shadows those monsters?"

Russell raised an eyebrow.

He came up with a game whose name starts with P.

But it's also reasonable, since it's a stalk of psychology...... It makes perfect sense to run into the "dream world".

"You've experienced 'opening the door', and you should know what the so-called 'path' is."

Strangled tons and tons poured two sips of spirits, and said in a low voice without changing his face: "The dream world is the collection of everyone's subconscious, and the path is the 'choice' that everyone will experience. Therefore, those mortals who are unable to enter the dream realm must also be in line with a certain path.

"But it's different from when we have a formed, fixed consciousness. Their consciousness is chaotic and scattered...... Anger may form part of the 'volcano of rage', intellectual curiosity is a 'book', confusion becomes a 'mirror labyrinth', and hatred is a 'dark cave'.

And even on their own paths, most ...... In other words, the vast majority of people will not be able to reach the end of the path. Anger will eventually be extinguished, exploration will eventually stop, and revenge will be abandoned...... These 'failures' will then become 'shadows' that prevent the mage from walking on the corresponding path. The farther and longer we stop on the road, the easier it is to attract shadows.

"These shadows are very fragile, pinpoint the weak spots, and break them with one blow. But it's the other way around, even if it's just a little bit of an injury, it's never okay. ”

Speaking of this, the strangled lion's face became serious: "Wounds from the shadows will pollute your memory. Just being rubbed can change your temperament drastically. ”

"Tainted memories?"

When Russell heard about memory, he became wary: "Permanent? ”

"Huh."

Strangler sneered: "Of course it can be cleaned up in theory...... I mean, in theory. Will you let people touch your memories? ”

"Of course not."

"So that's what you can't get rid of. With your own strength, you can't tell which part of your memory comes from the 'shadow'. ”

Hearing the words of strangulation, Russell had a vague sense of déjà vu.

It was as if he had heard something like that somewhere.

Suddenly, Russell realized something: "Have you ever been hurt by the shadows?" ”

Strangler didn't respond, just shrugged his shoulders and drank down the remaining half bottle of spirits.

It was only then that Russell could barely get a sniff of alcohol from the strangulation's mouth.

"Am I looking a little verbose? Mother-in-law's ...... Somewhat sentimental. Occasionally, they become prone to rage...... It's all damage from the shadows. ”

The strangulation's voice became muffled: "So, barber. Don't trust the old mage.

"Our mentors on land, no matter how normal they behave, must be insane. The more normal a person is, the more crazy they are.

"Once you are hurt by the shadows, even in the best of circumstances, you will not be accepted by other paths for a long time. And if you continue to walk on one path, you will attract more shadows, and it is an infinite cycle until you escape to other paths...... They will give up hunting you for a while. And after a while, there will be a new batch of shadows chasing you.

"All material defenses are meaningless to the shadows, so never try to block them. As long as you will continue to be confused by this emotion, you will not be able to fight the corresponding shadow...... Be careful, barber. ”

The mood of the strangulation became visibly low: "I don't want to kill my crazy companions anymore.

"Why should I go to the Primordial Wasteland in search of a new mage who has not yet officially entered the Dream Realm? There's only one reason...... That is, only newcomers can be trusted.

"Including me - all mages who have been in the dream realm for a while are not trustworthy. There is a foreign substance hidden in our minds, and it does not give birth to diamonds, but only cancer. ”

What came out of the strangulation's mouth was a sincere exhortation.

Compared to the scary lion's head when we first met, the strangulation now looks like a different person entirely.

He now looks sad and weak. Full of desire to talk and rational.

And this kind of personality, with that kind of temperate anger and that kind of casual madness, can even be said to belong to three people.

But unlike a true madman, Strangler knows very well what type of foreign substance is mixed into his personality - he has the perception that he is a madman.

"As for the location...... Very simple. That means you're better suited to the way of anger than I am. Your wrath is heavier and purer than mine...... So you can get to the 'next area' of the Wrath Path faster. ”

When Strangling said this, his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Russell: "I originally thought you were a good-natured person. How do you respond to the Gate of Wrath? ”

"I say, I'm angry at this unjust world."

Russell replied very naturally.

Hearing this, Strangling was stunned.

He frowned and looked at Russell, "Are you serious?" ”

"And what did you say?"

Russell asked rhetorically.

"What I'm saying is that I'm angry at this unjust fate...... I was angry at my own weakness. ”

Strangler shook his head, and for the first time there was a little respect in his tone: "It's the brother who has lowered his style." ”

The white lion looked at the "barber" and had a strong premonition in his heart.

This man is going to be a great man.

A strong person who is far taller and bigger than himself.

Kill him, or ......

Strangulation weighed carefully in his heart.

Then, he slowly spoke: "Brother toasts you." ”

He poured Russell with a full bottle of wine, then reached out and broke the head of the champagne directly.

Ignoring the broken glass inside, he drank the wine - the broken glass was used as a side meal, and he chewed it and swallowed it directly.

"Barber."

"Huh?"

"I'll tell you something," Strangler said slowly, "if you feel it one day, I'm a stranger. Just kill me...... Like a barber, quietly approaching me and killing me. ”

“…… You mean, the corruption of the shadows? ”

"yes. We mages walk on the path, and we cannot avoid the shadows forever, and one day we will be overwhelmed by the shadows and become crazy. But rather than then, infected and corrupted by the remnants of the loser and become a different person, living as ugly and twisted as those old men, I would rather die just now. ”

The white-maned lion looked at Russell and said slowly, "Your anger is purer than mine, and you will surely be able to go farther and become corrupt later than me." When I forgot why I was angry, he came back and killed me. ”

Russell fell silent. He felt a sincere and faint sadness in those words.

So he nodded slowly.

"I promise you."