"But I really want to see … what would you do?
"this doubt is the end paradox-the savior that the world craves is a sign of the end of the world.
"Hero dusk … I really look forward to your ending, so I didn’t imprison you by my side."
"… I’m probably white"
Russell murmured softly, "although there are still many nouns that are not clear, I probably know what you mean."
"So the world has been sentenced to death, right?"
"Yes."
"And it’s me, right?"
"Yes."
"But it doesn’t want to die and ask someone to rob the court … and then find someone who happens to be me, right?"
"Right"
Sally Ruth added, "But I don’t know whether the twilight quality in your soul existed before you came to this world … or it came into being after you came to this world. I prefer the latter but I don’t rule out the former."
"If it’s the former … then I should thank you for your world. You were destined to destroy your world, but you were sent here to save your world."
"… it sounds like I’m some kind of garbage."
Russell took a deep breath and pessimistically confirmed what he probably really became as soon as possible.
Is it possible to destroy the world?
true
If one’s psychic powers are out of control and demons hatch from one’s soul, it may indeed destroy the world.
Because it is a psionic power that will never be discovered-it can imitate people, steal people’s talents and become a demon.
Russell’s "blue shift", that is, his reason is restricting his talent.
If his red shift breaks through to the tenth level, but his blue shift is not as restrained as that, he will never be a merciful "god" in the end.
But a demon was born with the epitaph "tombstone" engraved on the whole world.
Sally Ruth said it was called dusk.
That is … a "tombstone" dusk.
….. To speak, this may be because my talent was deformed when I tried to imitate my former boss.
In terms of running a group, he may have had the ability to cast spells at that time.
So I’m probably really garbage and thrown out …
"Don’t say that."
Sally Ruth gently stroked Russell’s cheek. "You are my treasure.
"Is what I cherish most …"
That’s not the sight of relatives or lovers.
Enthusiasm and excitement … just like the joy of a mobile game when it draws an absolute person.
"I really have a problem from the quality …"
Russell took a deep breath but felt a little relieved.
He has been aware of that mistake for a long time-his sensitivity has made him understand himself as well.
But he didn’t want to admit that he was a monster, but he finally deceived himself and suppressed his talent …
-now it seems that there is no need to continue to pretend.
Chapter 26 Mr Otter
I wonder if Lin Ling suddenly felt a chill under illusion.
The scene before us is so magnificent … with a peerless beauty, his handsome and gentle brother’s forehead is offset.
Double beauty complements each other, like gold and gemstones perfectly embedded, reflecting the brilliance like Asahi.
However, Lin Ling’s psychic powers have a strange illusion at the moment. She seems to have another consciousness anxious as if she were about to jump through the ceiling, constantly warning her to let her escape from here now and at once.
Without the slightest hesitation, she pressed this strange illusion.
Followed by a force field like a strong magnetic wave, the shape diffuses out-she feels that her skin is numb, like the skin is slightly corroded, and there is a slight and invisible stinging feeling.
It is polite to touch your forehead for two seconds.
And open your eyes again Russell has become calm.
Perhaps it is because I believe in myself and can rely on my mentor … Russell is always modest and gentle, and his eyes are full of aggression for a moment.
-maybe that’s what he thought.
After all, even small cats are hunters … The probability of killing impulse in the disease of spiritual relatives is dozens of times greater than that of small canine spiritual relatives.
"It’s good that you finally realize."
Aside sal, chairman of the board of directors, smiled with relief.
The kind and old face showed a sincere approval. "Maybe Sally Ruth is right. She really came just in time."
"Well, Mr. Sal …"
Russell first closed his eyes and got used to it, but when he opened his eyes again, he also exuded the affinity that belonged to Sal. "I feel very good and free now."
"And this feeling is what my mentor brought me … I praised her and blessed her."