Amirus, these two short sentences contain a lot of information.
He made no secret of the "fate" of the famous elf, and even told his age, "Amirus II" identity and his life limit;
His speech also revealed the secret of "Year"
It even hinted that the disease of spiritual relatives appeared at the right time …
When the old elf said these two words, he didn’t even ask Russell if he wanted to know about it.
Although his face always has a kind expression, his eyes are gentle as jade, and his speech attitude is full of kindness and tolerance.
But the artifact won’t recognize what it is. There are good people everywhere.
An old elf who has lived for more than 1000 years, even if he is kind by elf standards, what is inside his shell is completely different from that of ordinary people.
Although elves are also transformed from human beings, they were once ordinary and short-lived species … but if the elves have the same world outlook as human beings, they can’t live to the present.
They must first abandon the morality, common sense, logic and lifestyle that belong to human beings in order to remain spiritually active for a long time.
The personality and personal preferences of the elves will become distorted in this gradual change.
-Personality, specialty, obsession and preference will never change. The distortion of life style of three views, common sense and moral concept can match the longevity specification of immortal species. As the elves mature, this distortion based on the depths of the soul will become more and more serious.
It’s hard to imagine that this special group of elves, which is obviously made by extremely advanced technology, was born and what happened at first …
But neither Russell nor the artifact will be confused by this degree of kindness.
Artifact quietly looked at Amy Ruth’s face but hung a kind of sarcasm.
"What do you want to do with all this?"
The artifact smiled and said, "I’m not curious about this dangerous thing, but curiosity will kill the cat."
"Really …"
The old elf chuckled and breathed a sigh of relief.
He is hale and hearty, looking at the artifact with calm eyes and never wavering or hesitating.
That straight back makes Amirus look more like an old general … than a dying old man.
"How can you think this knowledge is dangerous?"
Amirus said kindly and gently, "If you say something dangerous, there is nothing in this world that is not dangerous."
"knowledge is not dangerous, but you told me that these knowledge motives made me shudder.
"It’s like being caught in a snake’s ankle and ignoring whether the snake is poisonous or not and whether it is someone else’s pet. Normal human beings will feel cold from their backs at this time."
Artifact leisurely lifted the teacup corners of the mouth slightly raised.
He replied rudely, "A suspicious drug needs to be injected into the body, which will make people feel cold."
But even with this attitude, Amirus is still completely lifeless.
"What you say is as interesting as reading poetry and singing."
The old elf said cheerfully, "That is to say, I can’t tell you any more."
"Then what?"
"Then … if you want to know more secrets, it’s not impossible."
Amirus sits opposite Russell.
At first glance, his emerald pupil looks like an abyss at the bottom of the lake. "Anyway, that’s what you want in the Tower of Babel … right?"
"… Babel is ok"