Stepping on the wide pedal, Shang Luo got into the car and sat directly opposite the wolf-eyed old man.

"Where did you come from?"

"Ask me?" Shang Luo replied, "Aurora, I said it before. ”

"What I'm asking you is, where was the last place you were in before you came here."

"Metropolis. We saw the same shadow as you there, and he said that he had no intersection with me in the past, present, and future. ”

"Hmm," the old man nodded, "That's a wrong path, that's not a dispute that belongs to you. ”

"You mean, the branch of time?"

"Not really." The old man shook his head and motioned for a drive—the convoy wandered aimlessly down the streets of New Antioch, but generally never left Manhattan Island.

"Let me explain." He looked at Shang Luo, "The 'branching in time' you just mentioned, it's almost impossible to achieve. The meaning of the divergence is that it is not a war that belongs to you, it has nothing to do with the human world at all - it is a war of stones. ”

"Stones?"

"Stones." He pointed to the ground with his cane, "It may not be easy to understand, after all, our language is still some distance from Rome." All in all, there were stones on this earth before all life appeared. Stone was the first to exist, and will be the last. Whether human civilization exists or not, stones will survive. When we use the metaphor of a stone, we are describing a kind of 'war that has nothing to do with humanity all the time'. ”

"And what did we see?"

"That's my brother, the prophet Paul. I'm his twin brother, and you can call me Otto. We are, the twin prophets of the New York clan. He stretched out his hand to Shang Luo—in the shadows, the moonlight shining in. Otto's hands were rough in the moonlight, with silvery-white hairs stacked on them.

"The white wolf born from the werewolves will become prophets. As twin white wolves, our brothers were given the mission to guide the New York Clan. ”

Schneider, the werewolf who got into the car with him, was surprised: "There are two ??? I've never heard of it. ”

"Because there can only be one prophet, we used to take turns at work—but that's for another time. My brother Paul, he is closer to the truth than I am. From a young age, he gradually lost his sync with us, and his consciousness often appeared in the distant future and the past, communicating with those who had nothing to do with him. He couldn't even tell where reality was, so he could hardly give valuable guidance. So, my mission here is getting heavier and heavier. ”

As he spoke, he looked out the window: "Do you know the current situation?" Is there anything you want to ask? ”

Shang Luo informed it of his previous speculation.

"Very accurate guess. Although I don't know what a lion dance is, I can even deduce that interesting folklore from their metaphors. So, let me tell you the root cause of this – the root cause, which is the civil war in Rome. The contradictions within the Romans were irreconcilable, and sooner or later a civil war would come. We have no interest in mediating the civil war of the Romans. ”

He looked inside the car and in the direction of Phaethon: "We are fighting a war of stones, and you are fighting a war of meat. Stones and flesh, though they are all on the land of Gaia, have nothing to stake in us. It's just that we occasionally go to war against the elves at the same time, so we have a lot of opportunities to work together. Well, Your Excellency. ”

"Do you recognize me?"

"I know you. Although you seem to be surrendering to this honorable Aurora guest now, I think it is safer to speak to you. ”

"'Surrender' is superfluous."

"Really?" The old man looked at the two of them, "The relationship between you is very clear. Or is it a meat man's hobby? ”

"Yes, Prophet Otto." Schneider, who was next to him, explained, "It's their own way of playing. ”

"Okay. Then I respect you. Respect your choice, but I still recommend that you go to a shaman for healing. This kind of confusing relationship is not very healthy in our opinion. ”

"How do you have a routine with your brother."

"Ha, because before we look with our eyes, we use our noses to identify. Or, do you want me to talk to Mr. Shang Luo? ”

"Tell me. He's going to be paralyzed now, he's tired. ”

"Well, you should be able to see the root cause of all of this – it's a chain reaction. The earthly, Colombian commander-in-chief, whose resentment against Rome is magnified in the mirror, his actions triggering unpredictable forces through the first chain of reactions. And this power is triggered again, amplified, and shaped into everything here. ”

"So here's, zoomed in?"

"According to our current investigation, it is. I've also learned about the principle of 'nuclear weapons,' which are chain reactions that rely on specific chemical elements. And we here seem to be satisfied with that particular situation. ”

"So, what is this reaction medium?"

"It's still unclear. But one thing is certain. The old man looked out the window, and the towering Empire State Building appeared a few streets away, "Just as you can control New Antioch on the first floor by suppressing Pompey Jr., we can also achieve the same goal by doing the same here." Because in any case, little Pompey is the commander here, and the bane of everything. Once he is captured, these forces of resistance will also dissipate under his command. ”

"And what if, we fail?" Faetong asked.

This time, he looked at Shang Luo: "Mr. Shang Luo, do your operators above have strong control?" ”

"Of course, that's the elite of Jinyiwei."

"That's good. I would like to remind you that it is best to prevent them from detonating their 'nuclear weapons' at the top. I don't think Pompey Jr. doesn't have the idea of dying with you—there are other weapons here that can be detonated. Pompey the Younger's vision was passed down from layer to layer, and his vision will be preserved here. In other words, [Otearoa] may not have been demolished at all. ”

"I knew this was going to happen. So, that Otearova is still here, right? In the metro station. But it's not going in the right direction. He gestured: "In principle, it seems that two sides need to collide in order to do so. But the one on the top is facing down, and here it is also facing down, and the direction is not right, how can they collide together? ”

"How do you know it's not going in the right direction?" He looked at Shang Luo, "Even if the top is down, the bottom is the top." Did you really, do you check the elevator you're on? We don't trust those Roman things, we never do. They can get out of the way with salted fish, not to mention something more complicated. ”

(End of chapter)