Chapter 430

At the end of Block 23, among countless homeless people, a man with a slender and exaggerated figure, like a bamboo pole, was wandering in the alley like a ghost.

This street dedicated to homeless people is now only left with yellow and emaciated old people and children, young and middle-aged people have been encouraged by the Sun God to serve as rebels in the Central District.

The slogan of Mr. Vincent, the bishop of the Sun God Sect, is "beat the nobles, divide the fields, and equalize the rich and the poor." As long as they win, they will have food.

The tall and thin man stopped in the alley of the homeless in the 23rd block. He looked at the homeless openly, and also attracted the attention of many homeless.

The bamboo pole man's wide top hat looks a bit old-fashioned even in a remote place like Block 23, but this man wears it so well that it is impossible to estimate its price.

At first glance, he was a rich man, and he exuded a sinister feeling. No one walked up to him and asked him for money.

Until the tall and thin man turned into an empty alleyway, he suddenly felt that someone had grabbed his clothes.

He was a little surprised at first, then turned his head and saw a short little girl no more than ten years old, her face was full of dirt, her lips were dry and her skin was cracked. Although she looked very tattered, she could still see the child's simplicity and cuteness .

"Uncle, my mother fell ill, and my father has arrived in the Central District. My mother and I haven't eaten for a few days. Can you give me some money, please." The little girl pouted and choked up, tears like pearls down.

The man with the bamboo pole turned around, squatted down slightly, and was parallel to the little girl.

The man was too tall, definitely more than two meters, but it seemed so easy to bend over and look at the little girl who reached his thigh. His body easily twisted in ways that ordinary people couldn't do.

"I can give you money to cure your mother." The man's voice was extremely hoarse and full of temptation. His wide brim of the hat completely covered the part of his nose up.

The little girl burst into tears immediately and laughed, "Thank you, thank you! Uncle!"

"...don't rush to say thank you," the man raised his hand and stroked the brim of his hat slowly, "you have to know that everything has a price."

After all, he gently raised the brim of his hat. Under the brim, there were not very human eyes, but countless small holes that were breathing and wriggling.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then let out a heart-piercing scream, and stumbled out as if she had seen a ghost, but before taking two steps, she fell to the ground, her body shattered like glass.

"It hurts!" The little girl cried and rolled on the ground, but her body shattered even more as she moved. She kept crying, "Mom, little Mary hurts so much!!"

Ran De Keer slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, pulled the brim of his hat, continued to cover half of his face, and said with a smile: "What a filial child."

Nearly a thousand years have passed, and human beings are still so fragile and greedy.

The mentality of being a strong man has been in the world for so long that Randekiel has almost forgotten the nature of human beings.

This slender, bamboo-like man is named Randekiel.

He is not a human being, but was born as a rule of the world of "equal exchange".

In the entire continent of Azir, apart from the four original witches, there are still many rules, and Randekiel is one of them. Unfortunately, although this rule exists in human society, it is rarely used in practice.

The gap between rich and poor, family background, class conflicts... the so-called equivalent exchange is the most useless law in the world.

But this doesn't affect Randekiel. He believes that he was born to maintain this law, and he has no affection for human beings.

Since joining the Road of Fire Sword, his mission has not ended at all, but according to Michael, when the Road of Fire Sword reaches the dream world, he will be able to become an existence above all things, and at that time he will realize the existence of all things. The equivalent exchange is no longer empty talk.

Because of this dream, Randekiel joined the path of the fire sword.

"Yanar" narrowly escaped from the hands of the bookstore owner? Rand Keir couldn't help but wonder what kind of existence that bookstore owner really was.

Unlike Michael, Randekiel really felt that all the companions on the Fire Sword Road should work together in order to win. The bookstore owner told Raziel to stop thinking, Shang Da died without a whole body, and Yanar His vitality was severely injured, and he had to change his body...

Now, the bookstore owner is Randkill's number one enemy.

After changing his body, the "Yanar" whose mind became extremely flexible thinks that the main force under the owner of the bookstore...Wilde and Joseph's whereabouts are unknown, Raul Resources and the Sun God Cult are busy with the uprising, and his assistant is suspected to be the Goddess of the Night. The girl was transferred to the Central District.

The undercover agent who was placed on the Fire Sword Road in the early years of the Secret Ritual Tower suddenly betrayed the water and revealed a lot of information about Boss Lin to the Fire Sword Road.

Now is the great opportunity for the Road of Fire Sword to join forces to kill the owner of the bookstore.

These opportunities were fleeting, but Michael was still careful enough to let Rande Geer come over to test the true strength of the bookstore owner himself.

This is the real reason Randekiel is here.

The little girl turned into a pile of minced meat, and could no longer breathe, and Dekiel pretended to sigh with compassion——

"Your mother's illness is already cured, so there's no need to worry about it anymore." Randekiel said with a smile, "But I've accepted your price."

—"Little Mary!"

A majestic male voice suddenly drilled into Randekil's ears, and the corner of his mouth was lowered, and he heard the man continue to shout——

"Little Mary, where have you been? Uncle Joseph brought you delicious food, as well as your mother's medicine. This is as a thank you for helping uncle convey the news last time." The man shouted kindly.

"Huh?" Randekil tilted his head in doubt, "Joseph?"

The man's footsteps reached the alleyway next door, and Randekil even felt the scorching heat.

A tall middle-aged man dressed plainly finally appeared at the entrance of the alley, and his footsteps stopped the moment he saw Randekiel.

It's Joseph.

Immediately afterwards, Joseph slowly moved his gaze away from Randkill's body, and saw blood and a mass of broken flesh.

Joseph was stunned, a little girl's bright eyeball slowly rolled to his feet, covered in mud.

He lowered his head and stared blankly at this jewel-like eyeball.

That girl is usually smart, and the little girl will obediently complete whatever Joseph asks her to do. She likes to read and write, and even conveys some hints to her daughter Melissa.

But occasionally it is very naughty, Joseph asked her to call him uncle, but the little girl always called him grandpa, Joseph would always pretend to be angry, but actually got along with the children.

This is why Joseph comes out every day to send warmth to the community.

This girl and other homeless children always reminded Joseph of how Melissa got along with the children on an equal footing and loved them, and even made some people understand why such a powerful Boss Lin would choose to be an ordinary Bookstore owner.

"You..." Joseph looked at the man with a bamboo pole over two meters tall in disbelief.

Rande Keir was a little surprised—the "Yanar" information clearly stated that Joseph and Wilde almost died together, but now he is alive.

"It seems that the bookstore owner kept you alive." Randekiel opened his mouth to reveal sharp teeth.

"Who are you?" Joseph asked tremblingly, more because he couldn't accept the death of little Mary.

"The way of the fire sword, 'the balance is conserved' Randekiel." Randekiel stroked the brim of his hat and said politely to Joseph.

"You killed little Mary?" Joseph asked in disbelief.

little mary? Randekiel thought for a while, then looked down at the puddle of minced meat on the ground, not wanting to answer Joseph's idiot question.

"Let's have a discussion. Are you willing to join the Path of the Fire Sword?" Randekil said with a smile, "We are about to start a war with the bookstore owner. I am here today just to fight."

"I'll give you a chance. It's still too late to turn against you. Although...you should have lost a lot of vitality in the battle with Wilde, right?"

"Boss Lin? The Road of Fire Sword is going to deal with Boss Lin?" In Joseph's mind, Boss Lin was more important. He even skipped over little Mary and sneered in disbelief.

"How could you be so overconfident to the point of horror?" Joseph said in surprise.

Ran Dejier's face sank, "It seems that you still chose to die."

After finishing speaking, Randekil looked at the location again, and said: "The owner of the bookstore should be able to feel that I killed you here, and I'm too lazy to go there, so let's use your corpse as a gauntlet."

As soon as Dekiel's words fell, Joseph heard the sound of a bell ringing behind him, like the ticking sound of a balance, and then Joseph remembered——

Conservation of the balance... Hey, is he the regular angel who destroyed the order more than six hundred years ago? ...that chaotic event Joseph had read in the confidential files of the Secret Ritual Tower.

"It's too slow to guess now." Randekiel chuckled, "I gave you a chance."

"Little Mary, did you kill it?" It has been locked by the balance of equivalent exchange, but Joseph's face does not change, it seems that there is no wavering at all, but he continues to ask Rand Keir, as if to ask if he trampled to death at the door Ants in general.

"So what, this is her price." Randekil said ruthlessly.

...

The laneway seemed to be the trace of a raging fire, and the dilapidated old houses around were almost completely burned by the flames of Joseph. He gently wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and stared at the ashes of little Mary on the ground. , with a long sigh.

In retaliation, he kicked the scales on the ground fiercely.

What is it, it's gone?

Rande Keir hadn't finished his arrogant lines, but only admitted that after he killed little Mary, he was burned by Joseph's ultimate flame of sweeping everything away.

Rande Gere was dead wrong.

After the battle between Joseph and Wilde, not only did he not lose his vitality, but in the basement of the bookstore, he was surrounded by traces of ether that was as strong as an ocean by Boss Lin, and even absorbed the power of the skull of the disaster dragon that Boss Lin casually threw in the basement.

Now he is stronger than he was in the earth-shattering battle in Block 67.

Burn everything, burn the world, ability rules destiny... everything can burn.

Moreover, Randekil is relatively difficult to deal with. Joseph ran out of ether and beat Randekir back to his original form.

After seeing Randekiel's transformation back to its original form, he was still not relieved, and kicked the ancient balance on the ground vigorously.

He saw with complicated eyes the little Mary who had wanted to keep it safe, but was still burnt to ashes, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart in vain.

Quietly packed up little Mary's ashes, put them in jars, and buried them in the only small garden of less than three square meters in the 23rd block, but how long before her sick mother would call her in the streets until she was hoarse, But those Josephs don't want to worry about it.

Human life is really too short... Joseph sighed.

He returned to the bookstore with the balance, and Boss Lin was sitting in the bookstore idly turning the pages of the book.

"It's so early today, Joseph." Lin Jie asked without raising his head.

Seeing that Joseph didn't answer, he raised his head, glanced at Joseph and said, "Didn't you complain about children pestering you before? At least now, not for the time being."

Joseph lowered his head and still did not answer, like a child who has done something wrong, Lin Jie lowered his head and did not speak.

Since one day, Joseph felt that he could not understand Boss Lin more and more.

He sighed slightly, and then put the balance on Boss Lin's counter.

As a cash register, it looks very decent to place this steelyard scale.

"I'm going to rest first, Boss Lin." Joseph hesitated to speak, and finally said this sentence.

Lin Jie let out a "huh" without raising his head.

Joseph paused until he reached the basement, and wanted to tell Boss Lin about the coming of the Fire Sword Road, but he saw Lin Jie raised his head and looked at the shaking balance with complicated eyes.

"The Way of the Fire Sword." Lin Jie murmured in a low voice, then raised his hand, and gently moved the balance.

This regular balance, which even Joseph couldn't turn half a point, was like a toy in Boss Lin's hands, overwhelmingly tilted to one side.

Joseph swallowed his saliva, and seeing Boss Lin's gentle face, he felt a familiar sense of fear. After spending so many days together, his awe of Boss Lin had already weakened a lot, but at this moment it rose again.

Lin Jie noticed Joseph's gaze, looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "Aren't you still resting?"

"Mmm, yes. Yes, Boss Lin." Joseph returned to the room nervously.

Joseph, who was sitting on the bed in the basement, was restless. At least he understood that Boss Lin was a little angry. Maybe he had completely lost patience with the Road of Fire Sword. In other words, he was too tired to watch their performances.