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What bothers Zhao Guangli most now is the Riddler who speaks unclearly.
But since the other party is Dean Turing, it would be better for him to exercise restraint.
"This is not a riddle"
In the distance, a torrent of information converged into a human shape, but the specific appearance could not be seen.
"There is only one destiny, and the authority of destiny is scattered. But the destiny in you is a little too weak. It seems that someone has taken away some of the power that belongs to destiny from you."
Dean Turing¡¯s voice was neither slow nor slow.
"I can only say so much, because the war has already begun, and all the extraordinary forces have entered the war, just to see where Tianming belongs. Originally, there was only one person, Jidu Tianming, but now there is one more everyone is here Just wait and see the show.¡±
Zhao Guangli thought that he should be able to extract a lot of information from Dean Turing's words.
¡°I am the person who carries the destiny, and this should be the case from the time I traveled to this world.
But someone took away part of my destiny power So I have been in decline ever since, but the remaining destiny power still saved my life.
yes¡¡
Zhao Guangli immediately thought of the only possibility.
"Sure enough, an ordinary girl next door, no matter what, would not be able to reach this point. It should be said that she was lucky or had a premeditated plan. I don't know."
"but¡¡"
A faint sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Guangli¡¯s mouth.
"Thank you, Dean Turing."
Zhao Guangli bowed directly and thanked him ninety times.
"It's just that I have some doubts about which force the dean belongs to."
Zhao Guangli¡¯s question is very straightforward, but Dean Turing¡¯s answer is even more straightforward.
"I am human."
"Only on the side of mankind, and exist to continue the fire of mankind."
Amid the torrent of information, Dean Turing¡¯s words were not loud, but those mechanically synthesized sounds seemed extremely persevering.
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Zhao Guangli¡¯s eyes narrowed.
Turing Adolf exists as the patron saint of mankind.
This peak professional¡¯s combat power has no boundaries at all, which also means that it is also very difficult for demons to really want to exterminate human beings.
After the simple chat ended, Dean Turing stopped sending messages, as if he was about to take a rest.
Zhao Guangli bowed again and exited the field.
The door opens.
Wen Yangxiu and Ye Pinglu were still guarding the corridor outside the door.
Seeing Zhao Guangli appear, Wen Yuanxiu and Ye Pinglu said nothing.
¡°Thank you for your hard work, you two.¡±
Zhao Guangli has no ill feelings towards these neutral forces and wants to establish good relations with them as much as possible.
"It is indeed an extremely lucky thing to be interviewed by the dean."
Wen Yangxiu chuckled softly, like a delicate daisy.
"Then, I'll take my leave first."
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It was already midnight when we walked out of the void of Tianqiyuan.
Zhao Guangli stepped on the shadow and looked at the still bustling commercial center of the Emperor's City below. In such a place that never sleeps, it is like this every day.
"Thalia, are you asleep?"
Zhao Guangli took out the communicator.
"No." Thalia's voice coming out from the communicator was slightly tired, which is normal: "Mr. Zhao Guangli, what happened?"
"Use your power to help me find [Gu Xintong]."
Zhao Guangli looked at the night, his eyes had never been so cold.
"The new King of Stars?"
Thalia is a little strange. The name of the King of Stars is very loud, but that's all.
What's more, the teacher of the King of Stars has been killed by [Big Heat], so what's the use of finding a formal professional?
"Yes, she should be in the [Dark Temple] now, successfully avoiding major events and avoiding her own death."
Zhao Guangli's voice was extremely calm: "She may have returned to the Emperor's Capital, or she may still be in the disaster zone. Find her."
At this moment, Thalia heard the flash of murderous intent in Zhao Guangli's voice.
Obviously, Zhao Guangli didn¡¯t like that girl because he had people like Heinrich and Lu Baiju around him.exist.
"good."
Thalia¡¯s style of doing things is absolutely vigorous and resolute, which is what Zhao Guangli likes most about her.
Under the moonlight, Zhao Guangli stepped on the shadow of the sea dragon and soared over the Emperor's Capital.
After explaining the matter, he did not relax at the moment.
Turing Adolf said that he was in someone's trap. The literal meaning of this sentence is relatively clear, but the question is, what is the trap?
Zhao Guangli had no way of predicting the whole situation, but he couldn't sleep tonight.
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The second day.
Daytime.
The sunshine in the Emperor's Capital is always warmer than in other places, especially when people are separated from each other.
Zhao Guangli did not expect that the first person he saw when he got up in the morning would be Anzumelen.
"Good morning!"
Anzomelun came to see Zhao Guangli early in the morning with various large and small bags of food.
Heinrich followed Zhao Guangli while watching Zhao Guangli stretch there.
"Ms. Heinrich is here too. Let's eat together."
Zhao Guangli looked around and saw that Su Lin obviously did not have the habit of getting up early, while Lu Baiju was quietly handing out bowls and chopsticks.
"Mr. Anzomeren, why are you here?"
Zhao Guangli thought about how he should face him.
¡°Just call me Anzomelon.¡±
The Son of Light¡¯s face is filled with an eager smile, pure and flawless, and his ponytail is swaying behind him. Anyone who sees it will want to get close to him.
Son of light.
??A top genius jointly cultivated by the Siro family and the Glory Church, a person without darkness, a pure and flawless person.
Are you hiding yourself?
What is the purpose of coming here?
What is his purpose?
Zhao Guangli didn¡¯t have much appetite when looking at the dazzling array of food. On the contrary, thinking occupied the most mainstream area.
Heinrich looked at Zhao Guangli, his blue hair fluttering in the wind, and then spoke.
"These things are delicious. Did you make them?"
The Son of Light puffed up his chest: "No!"
Why are you so proud?
Zhao Guangli couldn¡¯t help but complain.
"But I brought this here."
It actually makes sense, but I always feel that Comrade Son of Light is a bit naive.
Today's Son of Light is still as usual, exuding charming charm. If he were placed in Zhao Guangli's previous life, he would probably be called "Sunshine Man" which is more appropriate.
It¡¯s pretending, it¡¯s pretendingbut it really doesn¡¯t look like it.
Zhao Guangli put on the sniper scope at this moment and decided to make sure again.
"Anzomelon Ciro."
"Race: Human."
"Extraordinary level: official level."
"Extraordinary profession: Energy Mage."
"Have power: [Bright] [High-pressure Guidance] [Brilliant] [Pure White] [Flawless] [Etiquette] [Sincerity]."
"Hazard level: Danger."
"Character: A pure and flawless genius with a carefree mind. There is no darkness in his heart. There is pure whiteness that people yearn for everywhere. He is kind to everyone he meets, but hates evil as much as hatred. Regardless of etiquette, His education and upbringing are impeccable.¡±
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