Chapter 5966 (five thousand nine hundred and sixty-six) Containment
The gray-handed man said: "Will we have a way to break such a spell?"
"Have you ever thought about this before?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Of course not." The gray-handed man smiled, "Aren't those things I just thought about in detail right now?"
"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "What if we think about it carefully at this time, have we been able to crack it before?"
"I think there should be a way, but it's hard to say whether it's something people like us can use." The gray-handed man said.
"That's right. How many ways can tools be used?" the brown-handed man said with a smile.
"You're talking about tools again. Besides, his spells are so powerful." The man with gray hands said.
"So are we cracked now?" the brown-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said, "Doesn't it count?"
"Because it wasn't you or me who did it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The brown-handed man smiled, "Of course there are other reasons."
"What's the reason?" The gray-handed man asked again.
The man with brown hands said: "To say it is cracked, it means that it is no longer under the control of that person at all, right?"
The gray-hand man said: "I understand, what you mean is that we are still controlled by him, so we can't talk about cracking or not cracking. Even if you and I took the initiative to do something, and the result is like this, it still doesn't matter. Still not cracked.”
The brown-hand man said "hmm" and continued: "I think so."
The man with gray hands said again: "Are you and I awake now?"
"I think it can only be said that he is more awake than before." The man with brown hands said.
"So can we still figure out a way to crack it now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Now we don't know what will happen next." The brown-hand man said.
"In this brittle thunder, you and I are talking like this, as if this brittle thunder does not exist." The gray-handed man said.
"But I heard it very clearly." The man with brown hands said.
"I'm curious again," said the man with gray hands.
"What are you curious about?" asked the man with brown hands. "I wonder if he can hear it." The gray-hand man said.
"Which 'him'?" asked the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "I guess you will ask that."
"Then you haven't made it clear yet?" the man with brown hands asked.
The man with gray hands said: "Aren't you trying to ask if you want to?"
The man with brown hands said: "I have tried it, please answer."
"Do you know who it is?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Is it the one closest to us?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes." The gray-handed man smiled.
The man with brown hands said, "Why don't you say something more this time?"
"What did you say?" asked the gray-handed man.
"You answered so seriously, but I don't think it's normal." The man with brown hands said.
"I know you just asked knowingly." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
The man with brown hands added, "Do you think he can hear clearly?"
"I guess you can't hear clearly, look at his expression." The gray-handed man said.
"Is there any big change compared to just now?" the man with brown hands asked.
"There are no big changes, but the small ones are very obvious." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "Yes, the corners of his mouth are a bit turned up, right?"
"Yes." The gray-hand man said, "So you don't think this expression is like hearing the thunder?"
"Yes." The man with brown hands said, "The crispy thunder has continued to ring for so long. It seems that there is only a small change in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are not much different from before."
The man with gray hands said: "Is there any sufficient reason for this judgment?"
(End of chapter)