Five Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Unbearable Look Back

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Dusk came late, and the egg yolk-like sky light daubed back and forth on the walls of the church. Paint the white-gray wall a strong golden yellow. That is the light of gold coins! This extremely strong thought came to the priest who came back from the town, especially when he touched the severely shrunk money bag, the thought became even stronger. The church hadn't had time to repair it, and the fallen rubble made the church lean to one side. In this way, even if it suddenly collapsed in the middle of the night, it wouldn't be surprising. Milo seriously considered whether to spend the night in that dirty hotel in the town that was always full of mosquitoes.

But when he thought that there was Archimedes in the church, he had to pay double the rent. Milo gritted his teeth and got into the crumbling church. As for whether the church will collapse or not, let God decide.

"Hey, Milo. You're finally back. For God's sake, I'm starving. Can you bring me something to eat?" Some cheeky man in the church was waving like a bear arm, so Milo wanted to let the statue of Jesus fall down, so that he could kill the bastard.

But the final outcome must be that the statue was smashed by Archimedes, and Miro still needs to pay an additional repair fee, so the priest just thinks about it in his mind.

"Eat?" Milo snorted, "If you drank that bottle of wine in the afternoon, at least you can exchange for a hearty dinner. Now, I have two slices of black bread here, would you like it?"

Black bread, the loaf that bakes on the bakery's grill, isn't exactly delicious, but it's filling and cheap. Milo was so poor now that he did buy some brown bread for tonight's dinner when he came back. Of course, he didn't buy Archimedes' share, anyway, that man has always been fond of meat. Thinking about it, black bread shouldn't be able to catch his eyes, and besides, even if Archimedes starved to death, it's none of his business.

"Black bread?" Archimedes shook his head and said, "Milo, you are such a poor priest that you can't even afford meat."

"That's not thanks to you!" Milo said madly.

"It's true, so forget it. The black bread is black bread, and I will eat some."

Milo suddenly felt that he still underestimated the rascal of the man in front of him.

He sighed, and could only share some of the bread he bought with the bastard in front of him.

"Hey, I'm talking about Milo. You can't eat that much with your size, can you give me all these?"

"Archimedes,

I want to fight you! "

"Are you crazy, Milo?"

Miro's meaningless yelling sounded in the church, making the passers-by speculate about what stimulated the priest today. In their impression, Milo has always been a rascal, and he rarely gets out of control as he is now. But they don't know that what a rogue fears most is an even bigger rogue!

"The road of burning blood... is actually the cursed fate of our race."

After dinner, Archimedes' injury seemed to have improved a lot, and he became more energetic. Milo was trying to save the idol from the rubble when he heard Archimedes talking to himself. The priest looked at the man: "Didn't you tell me not to ask about the road?"

"Yeah, but if I said it voluntarily, that's a different story."

Milo shook his head, he no longer wanted to evaluate this man's two standards of conduct. He muttered: "You can talk or not."

"Wait!" Milo suddenly caught a certain word: "You mean race? Damn it, don't tell me you're not human?"

Archimedes spread his hands and smiled, with a simple and honest smile like a harmless bear: "Dear friend, did I tell you that I am human?"

"At best, we just look a little alike."

Milo put down the idol and stared dumbfounded at the credit-paying, drunken, rogue, brutal man. Although he wasn't a good guy, Milo never thought that this bastard wasn't even human.

Alien is no longer an unfamiliar term to people today. With the opening of advanced warfare and the appearance of chaotic battlefields, people already know that there are other intelligent life forms outside the universe. Moreover, in Babylon, the city of the sky, or on the surface of the earth, there are no lack of traces of alien activities. But Milo never thought that one day he would meet an alien.

But Archimedes should be the worst kind of aliens, Milo thought viciously.

"Look at me like a monster again, and I'll dig out your eyes. Human eyes seem to taste pretty good." Archimedes said grimly.

Milo screamed, and then saw Archimedes pointing at him and laughing. As a result, the wound opened due to too much movement, and his face suddenly turned pale again. Milo knew that he had been tricked by this bastard again, and his teeth were itching with hatred.

"In our family, there will be quite a few brothers and sisters in each generation. When the road of burning blood starts, we have to kill each other. Only the strongest one can survive. This is a road of self-completion The one that survives will transform into the most powerful life. Damn, I thought that if I ran to the edge of the universe, the Milky Way, I wouldn't have to get entangled with those bastards, but I was still targeted by one of them." Archimedes shook his head and said with a depressed face.

Milo couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and asked, "What will happen if you transform into the strongest one? Will you become rich?"

Archimedes slapped his forehead with a big hand: "Milo, do you have other things besides money?"

He put down his hand, and his eyes suddenly became deep: "Being the winner of the road of burning blood, we will become the supreme existence. Even the birth and death of the universe is within our thoughts. Our family, on many planets In our civilization, he is known as the god of creation and destruction."

"Gods? Are you gods?" Milo laughed until tears came out. He patted the statue of Jesus and said, "Could it be that you are the same as God, the Almighty Lord? This is impossible, Archimedes, this is the biggest joke you have ever said."

"Do you really think so?" Archimedes looked far away, as if he could see the starry sky from there: "Maybe your God, like us, is a life from other civilizations and higher dimensions. But at that time Your civilization is too backward, and you are like a group of uncivilized monkeys in front of the means he showed. In this way, you regard it as a miracle, so life can also be called a god, can't it?"

Milo suddenly felt that he couldn't laugh, he shook his head and said, "I always feel like you're playing tricks on me again, but Archimedes. If it's true, you just need to beat all the competitors, why bother?" With a troubled face?"

"You don't understand. Too much power will make you ignore everything around you. Just like people don't pay attention to the kingdom of ants, let alone understand that you may accidentally step on the world of ants. It’s a catastrophe.” Archimedes showed his white teeth: “If I become the winner of the Road of Burning Blood, then you and even the intelligent life on other planets will be a group of ants to me. The stronger , it’s nothing more than rats and the like. Maybe I’m just in a bad mood, so I’ll wipe you out. Do you think that’s going to be fun? No, my friend. I like it better now, teasing you once in a while, and There is wine to drink. As long as you go out on missions, you can fill your stomach. Although it is ordinary, I always feel that there are endless things to do every day."

"A day like this is meaningful."

Milo stared blankly at Archimedes, and the rough face of the man gradually overlapped with Alan in front of him. The priest came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "In the final analysis, your father is a lazy guy with no ambitions. Although that guy is a rascal and a bastard, he is full of human flavor. He is more like a human being than us. To be honest , such Archimedes, sometimes quite reassuring."

Alan still recalled every word the priest said, especially the fact that Archimedes himself admitted that he was not human. Although Alan was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

"How long ago was that?"

Milo thought for a while and said, "It's been a long time, at least, that was before Archimedes met your mother."

Allen said abruptly: "It's been so long, it's hard for the priest to remember so clearly."

"You don't understand, that bastard owed me a lot of money. And before he finally disappeared, he still owed me more than three thousand yuan!" Milo said with a resentful face, with a look of regret on his face.

Allen laughed at this, he stood up and patted the priest and said, "What he owes you, I will pay you back. I am different from him."

"Of course, Master Allen is much more generous than your heartless father. Fortunately, you are not like Archimedes at all." Milo said with a smile on his face.

"Let's do this first. If you work hard on the church side, you will never be treated badly. And look, when you become the pope, you can probably sleep on gold coins."

Milo said with longing, "I really hope that day will come soon."

Allen shook his head and left the church.

The sun outside the church was still shining brightly, but the young man's face was somewhat dignified. Every time he gets to know that man better, Alan realizes that his so-called understanding is just the tip of the iceberg. Archimedes seems to be hidden in a thick fog, and there are too many secrets in him. Just like this time, knowing from the priest that he is not human, what is his race?

In other words, what kind of family would be named the God of Creation and Destruction?

The most critical question is, where is that man now! However, this is an unsolvable problem. At least, Allen couldn't get an answer. r1058

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