Laurent is clearly used to standing on the stage and even enjoying it. Before posting the rest of the story, he rechecked the situation of the big guy next to him - he kicked the brittle-looking glass ball hard in front of everyone's eyes!

Boom! The huge machine suspended in the air vibrated violently under everyone's surprised gaze, and before Laurent could react, he actually stepped out of his legs again, and gave him a few more kicks!

"Wow! What's he doing? This thing looks expensive...... It's just a waste of ...... Will it break? ”

"This seems to be the custom of [Master Craftsman] before holding a press conference, because the machinery he designed is absolutely perfect, and there must be no problem with kicking it twice......"

"But this thing looks very shaky, and it always feels like it's going to jump out of that box......"

But the thing finally survived the test of Laurent's feet, only to tremble violently, the light in the center of the glass ball seemed to tremble in pain, and the thin crystal wall did not have the slightest crack. The rune in the middle was wrapped in the middle of the flame of light, serenely and calmly engraved in the noisy and bloody mid-air of Paradise Lost.

"This thing is quite resistant to beating!" After ravaging the machines he had created, Laurent himself commented on his creation, "The basic requirements are met! ”

Angola just walked out of the casino and took his signature in his arms. The plaza is right in front of the casino. He saw the man in the middle of the square kicking an expensive looking device, and his heart tightened, and he walked forward quickly to find out.

"Glass of the highest quality...... Doesn't it look cheap...... What the hell is he doing? Angola squeezed forward urgently, "What is the thing in between?" ”

He saw Laurent stop, but turned to the front of the crowd, and said a few words in fragments, but he couldn't hear them clearly. He hurriedly looked at the instrument that he had kicked a few times, and found that there were no scratches on it, and there were no accidents, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if this thing was a useless work of art, he believed that as long as it passed through his hands, this thing could be sold for at least fifty or sixty thousand gold coins. What's more, he could indeed sense an indescribable magic power within this giant sphere, and there was something lurking in these flames of light, but he couldn't think about it, didn't dare to think about it, and couldn't think about it.

Sheldon, who was not far from Angola, also sensed that something was wrong, and the runes were also divided into high and low, and the power in charge of them was also large and small. Within the Merlin Sect, he had the good fortune to catch a glimpse of the Life Technique on the World Tree, which was actually a form of rune that was spliced together from powerful runes because it was too powerful and complex. And the feeling that this life technique gave him was that there was no way to directly delve into it, to probe, and even direct observation would distort his spirit.

Although the runes in the machine did not give people such a strong sense of crisis as the life technique, the concealing quality in it still made Sheldon faintly worried. Although the power in this rune is not strong, the level of power in it is already comparable to that of the life technique!

Let's continue to listen to this "toy merchant" tell his nonsense......

"Some people say that time is a river, from beginning to end, with a long history; I was also told not to touch time, for it will lead you to great misfortune; Of course, there are people who have been encouraging me to find my first and final dreams in life. Laurent's voice is amplified by the micro-mechanics of his neckline, allowing all to hear, "This is probably the most remarkable work I have ever produced in my life." It has mastered time, or rather, it is about to control time. It can take people back in time and it can also take us to the future. ”

No sooner had Laurent finished saying this than a murmur rang out in the square, and the sound grew louder and louder, until it filled the flat square. Everyone was too shocked that the news was tantamount to dropping a bomb on the ground. No one has ever heard of anything in the world that can influence time, so that it can control it. And this magic weapon that came out of nowhere will definitely cause an uproar, and the entire Yaris power may be reshuffled because of this.

But why did he go to such lengths to come here and announce that he had completed this device that was as dazzling as a shooting star?

"All my previous works are only pediatric compared to this one, she is my life's masterpiece, and it is also the motivation for me to move forward." Laurent continued, "I call her 'eyes' and want her to walk through the past, look down on the present, look into the future. You may want to ask, why did you choose such a special time and such a special place to release such a transcendent thing? ”

The man who was about to reach the end of his life sighed softly, but there was still a smile on his face: "I still haven't been able to find the pupil of the 'eye', and the pupil is an indispensable thing for observation. I have discovered the necessary materials to make pupils here, and I hope that you will be a witness to the birth of a new era in which you can fully control your own destiny! ”

"What are the necessary materials to make pupils? And what are the necessary conditions for the 'eye' to be activated? "Obviously someone in the audience will ask this question.

"I need the concept of 'time' itself......." Laurent's eyes suddenly looked into the sky far away, as if looking for something to rely on in the blue sky, "That's right...... 'time'." Maybe it's a day, maybe it's two days, maybe it's a week, maybe it's a month, but I'll finish it, absolutely! ”

He finished the call categorically, and before everyone could react, he waved his hand, and the "eyes" in the air suddenly crackled and disassembled into pieces of fine parts, and the glass ball in the center was directly shrunk into the size of a fist, and it swirled and fell into his hand.

Before everyone could react, the famous [Master Craftsman] in Yaris had already jumped off the high platform, like a rat burrowed into the gutter, and he didn't know where to go.

Angora swallowed, he was not yet able to shake off the shock. He wondered if he could go back in time, would he be able to make up for the mistakes he had made back then, or would he be able to dissuade himself from giving up gambling early......

There was a touch on his shoulder, and Angora looked over to see a man dressed as a substitute for punishment walking past him, his chestnut wand polished brightly, but still unable to hide the faint smell of blood on it.

The substitute looked at himself deeply, even if there was no malice in the other party's eyes, Angola still habitually shivered, after all, these people are killing machines......

Sheldon passed by Angola's side, and finally looked back at the stage, where Laurent's huge instrument was still vivid, and he could still see the illusory silhouette floating in mid-air. He returned to the hotel where Anthony was and told the fat man in charge of Paradise Lost about it, but he didn't expect the other party's expression to be so wonderful.

Anthony's face was like a flexible balloon that had been pierced by a blunt knife, and a little sweat broke out on his forehead, and his lips turned purple. His eyes were spinning as fast as his brain, and he had to come up with a countermeasure to such a sudden move.

"What's your name?" Anthony asked Sheldon, but the bell above his head rang, and the scene became very embarrassing.

In annoyance, he tore off the bell that kept shaking above his head, threw it at the bottom of his feet, and trampled on it.

"Sheldon Marquez."

"Spy on that damn craftsman, and tell me if anything is out of the ordinary!"

The situation is beyond Anthony's imagination, because of the appearance of the [Master Craftsman], the entire pattern of Paradise Lost will also change drastically. Under this storm, even if he weighs a lot, he may not be able to stand on his feet.

At this moment, a face that should not have appeared in front of him was suspended above Anthony, the man's mouth stiffened and closed, and a slightly tired voice flowed from his mouth. It's just a simple projection technique that can convey what a person wants to say to someone who is not far away.

"Fatty, my sword gamble is out. Go to the storeroom and find me another replacement. ”

Damn it.