Chapter 262 32: Discrimination
When he learned that the battle took place near his mother's residence, Abdul had to admit that he did have a murderous intention that he had not felt for a long time.
Even when Gabriel killed his brother, he didn't have the murderous intention at that moment.
"Don't worry, am I fine now?" Mother saw Abdul's worry and comforted him.
Abdul forced a smile and said nothing.
Now it is obvious that Heath has made a clear threat. He did not take action this time, but there is no guarantee that he will not do it next time. His purpose is probably to confine himself to his mother and prevent him from moving around, so as to deal with Olivier. Yeah start.
Of course, he can break these so-called rules. As an extraordinary person, he has the qualifications and capital to do so, as long as he is willing to completely let go of his identity as a Gallic hero
But if he gives up , can that still help sir? It may even have a very bad impact on him and completely ruin all these years of hard work.
Therefore, in his heart, he was still more inclined to follow Olivier's instructions, even if it was for the slogan that had little hope.
"I'm sorry, mom, you are being watched with me these days."
"It doesn't matter. This kind of life is much better than the hard life. You can get everything you ask for and you can cook your own food. Let me see what's in the refrigerator first, so that you won't be hungry at night."
With that said, she walked to the kitchen and rummaged through the refrigerator.
Abdel was silent for a moment, looked at the messages on his phone, said something, and then walked out of the door of the living room. He could suddenly see the cowboy standing against the wall at the end of the corridor. She lowered her head and didn't know. Think about something.
“Thank you for your help, I will remember your kindness. Where are the other two gentlemen?”
“The matter at hand has not been dealt with yet, so there is no need to thank you, just I want to ask you." The cowboy took out the wooden sculpture of a woman that he had taken from Heath and handed it to Abdul. "Take a look and see if you have any impressions. The face of this wooden sculpture is quite restored. If you I know it, I should be able to recognize it.”
Abdul took it, carefully identified it, and compared them one by one in his mind, but found nothing.
"Maybe my memory is not very good, but I have searched through everyone I can remember, and I have indeed never seen this woman." He handed the wood carving back.
The cowboy was not too disappointed. Anyway, he came here with the mentality of giving it a try.
"Okay, then I won't bother you."
"Mr. Olivier, I'll leave it to you."
"This is also our mission."
After saying goodbye to Abdul and returning to the office provided by the Gaul official, the cowboy said hello to Mosaic who had just arrived.
“If the hounds can’t defeat that guy, it’s probably useless to call me.”
“I just want you to help restore this wood carving to its original appearance, and then go to the official Check the database to see if there are any clues."
Mosaic looked at it carefully, slowly touched the outline of the wood carving, then pulled out a piece of paper and started drawing.
"The eyes are not quite right and the lips are a bit thin. She is so beautiful. Her temperament is softer and her brown hair is better. This is what she looks like." The cowboy took the painting. This is basically the look of the woman he saw when he resonated with her.
This person must be Heath's girlfriend or wife, and Heath's face has been compared with the data, and no useful information has been found. It should be disguised, so the appearance of this woman may be found. Heath's true identity helped somewhat.
"What do you think we can find out? Hiss's weakness?" Mosaic has no hope for this clue. Even if Hess's real identity is found now, it will probably be of little use. "There is always something useful, and it doesn't waste much time anyway." The cowboy handed the painting to him, "Give it to Olivier for me and let him give the order to check it. It will definitely be much faster than us."
Mosaic didn’t have any objections. He took the painting and went back to find Olivier. Then he temporarily replaced the hunting dog from the past, and he found a sofa to lie down and meditate.
"Don't bother me. I'll go back to Heaven Node to find Teacher Bailong to see if there is any secret technique for defeating the enemy."
Hounds don't like fighting on weekdays, but once they encounter an evenly matched or difficult opponent , you will become very motivated, constantly review the game, and find ways to defeat the opponent's moves.
The cowboy looked at the information and ignored him.
Void.
Since the void connected to reality in a seemingly invisible way, the void has completely separated from the original dark appearance. Instead, it has become like an endless sky with white mist forming clouds. The soul is a bird, and the gathering places created by the divine magicians are like islands, floating in the sky. According to the owner's preference, they are either caves or palaces, with flowers and trees, and streams flowing down. , like a fairyland.
Moreover, this sky is also very strange. As long as the owner of the island does not open it, other people will not be able to find the other party even if they wander around blindly.
It can be commonly called black blocking.
After several years of development, the Paradise Node has now become an extremely conspicuous giant. Around it, there are a large number of small islands connected, which are either the residences of some divine grace warlocks or used for A place for special experiments.
"Purple thunder and lightning sword?"
In the training ground, Bailong, who looked like a little boy, was lying on the Grand Master's chair, instructing several hound juniors and juniors on their swordsmanship.
"Yeah, it's very evil. The sword-swallowing sword Teacher Jian gave me almost didn't swallow the opponent's energy, but the power it absorbed and counterattacked was unprecedentedly powerful."
The hound is beside Bailong. He pinched his shoulders and beat his legs, acting like a slave to please.
"Purple Thunder..." In Bailong's long life, he seems to have seen similar weapons, but his world has been annihilated. It should not be that one, but it is hard to say. After all, isn't he still alive?
"Go, you go and teach your junior brothers and sisters first, so that they can have better memories. This class of students is really the worst class I have ever taught!" Bai Long pointed at the confused students. It's a beginner's way.
The hound twitched the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he had heard these words before, and even seemed to have experienced similar things.
Sure enough, I can't escape, and neither can you.
I'm sorry, junior brothers and sisters.
After a chaotic battle, the hound alone cleaned up these guys who were not good at controlling the wind without any damage. It is just that there is no real feeling in beating people in the paradise node. It is a pity. I hope In reality, they can "revenge" themselves when they return to the Tower of Divine Grace.
"The disadvantage of Zidian is that it explodes quickly and is difficult to last. If it can delay time, the longer the time, the greater the winning rate." Bailong still gave suggestions based on the purple sword, "But I'm not sure whether the knife he used is the one I thought, so the most important thing is to rely on your own judgment and don't rely too much on my judgment."
"I understand, thank you, Teacher Bailong. ! ”
After waving his hand to drive away the hounds, Bai Long continued to lie on the Grand Master's chair, basking in the soft sunlight that shone from an unknown height, and continued to instruct these trainee divine sorcerers on their sword skills.
(End of this chapter)