Chapter 4802 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Two) Silver Knife
The Gray Hand asked: "You didn't think that your previous idea must be right, did you?"
"Yes." The man said.
"In addition, you feel that the other party has insulted you, so your thoughts are different?" said the gray-handed man.
"Yes." The man said.
"What changes happened to those four-sided things?" asked the man with gray hands.
"That thing... gradually... gradually gave birth to many... many silver knives... silver... sharp knives." The man said.
"Where?" asked the gray-handed man.
"There are... four... in all directions." The man said.
"Did the silver knife you mentioned appear before that thing he pointed at, or did it appear after?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It appeared before." The man said.
"Then why do you still think that he pointed at the four-sided thing to control it?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man said: "Because, just after he pointed at the thing... the silver knife on the thing... turned into fingers..."
"When the sharp knife turns into a finger, do you think the threat to you becomes greater or less?" asked the man with gray hands.
"It's gotten bigger!" the man said, "Obviously... it's obviously gotten bigger... It's gotten a lot bigger..."
"Are the fingers still pointed?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Some are, some are not," the man said.
"Can the sharpest finger be sharper than the tip of a silver knife?" asked the man with gray hands.
"No." The man replied, "Those fingers... look like... just ordinary... fleshy fingers... the fingers with not so long nails are not sharp at all... even the ones with long nails. The fingers... that... are not as sharp as the silver knife. "Then why do you think the silver knife becomes a greater threat to you?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because...because the nails...on the fingers...are all...all blue." The man said.
"Is it the unique blue color of the blue-armored man's nails?" the gray-armed man asked.
"Yes...yes!" the man said, "It's really the unique blue of the blue-armored man's nails...those...those are like the fingers of the blue-armored man...there are long and short, from...from that Something with four sides… sticks out.”
"How long can those longest fingers be?" asked the Gray Hand.
"At that time...at that time...it wasn't actually that long at all, it was just...a very ordinary...length." The man said.
"It wasn't that long at the time, so what do you mean, the length of the fingers will still change?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes...it will really change...but...but that will happen later." The man said.
"When did it happen?" asked the man with gray hands, "Did it happen after you said the name of that thing?"
"Yes," the man said.
"Do you think the lengthening of your fingers is related to the fact that you said the name of that thing?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I feel... I really want... I really want... it doesn't matter." The man said.
"When did you say that name?" the gray-hand man asked.
"After he said what I said, I didn't mean what I said... I told him... and he... said some more words to me... then... I said that name." The man said.
(End of chapter)