He wants to be a god, he wants no one to go against his will, he wants to be one of the gods, he wants not only revenge, he wants to make everyone subordinate to him, he wants to establish an eternal kingdom of his own.

Tyre is going to be king again, and this time, no one will be able to disobey his decision.

Neither can God.

He invades when he wants, he slaughters when he wants, he ravages when he wants.

The pure white tower is not underground, there are 24 floors in total, each floor is 4 meters high, the 21st to 24th floors are as high as 9 meters, about 100 meters high, the top three floors are convex outward, and it is inclined outward at 60 degrees, and it expands upwards in turn, and the area of the highest floor is 3,000 square meters, which is three times the size of the foundation.

The tower is built in the late 18th century Wharton style, with most of the structure made of marble, incantations painted on the walls of the tower's interior, modern architecture and ancient magic that make the tower capable of withstanding the devastation.

In the event of a natural disaster, the seemingly fragile tower will be the last structure to stand.

But some things outweigh natural disasters.

The tower collapsed, and huge rocks buried the white dragon's body.

Tyr sneered haughtily:

"Do you think you can beat me if you get a little stronger? If I wasn't sure of victory, how could I just be so easy to appear in front of you.

"That's right, the swordsmanship inherited from Arthur has made your strength a lot stronger, but unfortunately, just this level of improvement can't even make me sweat slightly.

"If you really are only slightly inferior to me, I will definitely do whatever it takes to weaken your combat power, poison, threaten, and deceive. ”

In fact, if there was no accident, he had indeed used a conspiracy to weaken George's combat power.

The white dragon could only let out a groan of unknown meaning.

Tyr wiped his hands:

"So be it, you should die, rest assured, no one will be sad about your death, because I will soon take your place in Wharton and make war against other nations. ”

The white dragon said in a voice so weak that it could not be conveyed clearly:

"No one can desecrate King Arthur's country. ”

Without saying a word, Tyr raised his hand, intending to end the life of the white dragon.

His body was beaten.

What was that?

He could not use any human language to describe the character and timbre of the sound he heard, neither low, nor high, nor crisp, like the roar of thunder in the middle of the night, not like the rain falling on the leaves, not like the roar of beasts, not like the howling of the wind, not like the sound of the violin strings rubbing against the bow.

It wasn't a sound that the human ear could hear and understand, not any tone he'd ever heard.

Maybe it wasn't supposed to be a voice he could hear.

Until today, he could not be ignorant of luck and misfortune, and had never heard this unreasonable voice.

The voice sounded like the dim stars in the sky, the psychedelic colors of the depths of dreams, the viscous liquid dripping from the corners of the wolf's mouth, the carnival dance of Haim's underworld, the floating clouds beyond the atmosphere.

But it's not any of them either.

Tyr frowned, carefully digesting the sound waves his brain received, but the medium of this sound was definitely not some so-called air, ether, or anything like that.

Is that...... A heartbeat?

"Didn't you say you were going to let me replace George?" Herwin appeared behind him.

Tyr turned, and instead of a tiny human worm, standing in front of him was a frost giant as tall as he was, with blue skin.

Tyr says:

"I lied to you. ”

Herwin said disappointedly:

"I was looking forward to fighting under King Arthur. ”

Tyr says:

"I shouldn't doubt Gary, but your identity is really beyond my expectations, you are not a descendant of the Frost Giant, you are a Frost Giant, and there must be something in the Frost Cup that is vital to you to restore your strength. ”

Hewen did not admit or deny it, but asked curiously:

"Isn't that one of the easiest sacrificial rituals to achieve? Why didn't you wear it? ”

Tyr replied:

"I modified the contract, and the new contract is to bring Desiray back from the underworld. ”

Herwin asked:

"Do you regret killing him?"

Tyr sighed:

"You are incomprehensible to such a fellow, and I do not regret killing him because I want him to die in exchange for the authority of justice and glory, and I do not regret losing the authority of the covenant because of his death.

"It's just two things that I found to be unrelated, nothing to do with each other, mortals are always bound by so-called logic and ideas, I thought you could be a little wiser than them, but I didn't expect it to be just as stupid.

"Wright, I'm a bad person, so even if Gary trusts me so much and is willing to give everything for me, I still have to lie to him to die, for my plan, even if Desiray is my best friend, I can not hesitate to exchange his life for your trust.

"I am saddened by their deaths, but I will sacrifice and even kill my friends and believers in exchange for the benefits of their lives.

"I'm a bad person, so I put my own interests ahead of other people's lives and feelings, it's as simple as that. ”

Pointing to his contradictions, Hervin asked:

"Oh, then why would you risk facing the goddess of death to resurrect Desire?"

Tyr replied:

"I'm a bad man, not a coward, and you may not understand me properly, but it's in my own interest to have a loyal and strong subordinate, and my friendship with him can be a very important benefit to me.

"My path to godhood is more important than our friendship, and our friendship is more important than the faint probability of death, and every choice I make is the result of the best interests of me.

"I'm not a good person, and please don't look at me from the eyes of a mortal world, but I doubt you can understand my words correctly. ”

Hervin says:

"Awkward man, but it doesn't matter anymore, because your promise can't be kept. ”

Tyr says:

"Mortal barking, but I'll graciously allow you to say a few more words, why would you stop me?"

Herwin pointed to his head:

"Doesn't it seem that the power of the Old Gods has almost infiltrated this part of yours, and that you are trying to control the taboo and treat human life as dust?"

Tyr clearly wanted to negotiate with Hervin, but the onslaught from the power of the Old Gods prevented him from facing mortals with his usual calm emotions.

He was now lonely, arrogant and irritable.

Tyr laughed disdainfully:

"Frost giant, you may have been scared by Odin, so you have too much reverence for the so-called gods, and I am ready to withstand this power when I see a trace of their strength trembling like a dog.

"But even if you're weak in my eyes, like a bug that can be pinched to death, and stupid, I'm willing to give you a chance.

"Don't you want to stop me from doing bad things, then I can leave without hurting anyone, but if you must be on my side, I'll unleash the power of the Old Gods and have all the people of the city buried the loser among us.

"Make a deal. ”

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