Chapter 754: No One Is Innocent
Fenrir laughs and leans back, which is inevitably a bit funny, when a monster with black hair and a non-human and non-wolf in front of you is laughing with that long mouth, the picture is as funny as if you watch a wolf grandmother in a cartoon wearing a flower turban to eat a few piglets.
"Is it that funny?" Long Yun asked coldly.
"You're really different from us, very different." Fenrir tried his best to hold back his laughter, and it took a while to stabilize his emotions, "We are all reincarnated, and we have memories of past lives, so we sometimes look like children, but our brains are ......"
He pointed to his head, "The thoughts in my head are tens of thousands of years old. I really don't blame you, you're a synthetic destroyer, so you're not Surtr, nor are you any of your genes, they're just a part of you, but not the real you. So, you're really only in your twenties...... Hahaha! β
Fenrir continued to laugh insolently, making Long Yun laugh.
"Do you feel proud?" Long Yun stood up from the ground, clenched his fists, and the black room, which had already faded slightly, reappeared all over his body.
"No, no, no! I'm not trying to provoke you into fighting with me. I mean, don't you think it's naΓ―ve to talk about what is good and what is evil in front of a person who is tens of thousands of years old? The smile on Fenrir's face faded and became serious.
"Do you know what the logistics department of the Sky Dome does?" Fenrir said: "All the weapons you went out on this mission were made by the equipment department in charge of them, and they were also responsible for dissecting and genetic research on the Atlanteans captured during the mission, even if that person was still alive, do you know how many people you have killed as the commissioners of the Operations Department with the equipment provided by the logistics department over the years?" Not only the Atlanteans, but also the human race, how many people died in your African operation in Sierra Leone? Operation Afghanistan, Operation Mezhgorye, my God, you killed an entire Taliban regiment in Afghanistan, and who provided the weapons you used? β
Fenrir said and laughed again.
"Hahahaha! You think you're innocent if you don't take a direct part in the action? I'm telling you, no! That's just the difference between an executor and an accomplice! There is no distinction between innocence and guilt! Whether it's the Council of Elders, the Alchemy Guild, the Atlantean Restoration Society, or the demons who have been hiding underground for tens of thousands of years, no one in these ancient races is innocent! β
Speaking of this, Fenrir paused, and then said: "Including you, including me, and Medusa who is now lying on the dissecting table, no one is innocent!" If there really is hell in this world, I think we have enough to go down to the eighteenth level of hell! β
Being robbed by Fenrir, Long Yun was speechless, he stood in place blankly, and sat down in a daze.
Fenrir is right, not to mention in the Sierra Leone operation, that is, before, he lived the life of a mercenary, his hands were stained with the blood of the enemy, although he killed either a warlord or a drug dealer, but who dared to pat his chest and say that he was really innocent?
Seeing that Long Yun had quieted down, Fenrir got up from the ground, coughed a few times, and gradually began to shrink, turning back into the image of such a little boy.
He walked over to the table he had just sat on, propped up his chair, sat down again, and picked up the beef from the fork and bowl and ate it.
The bright red sauce of the red beef stew mixed with the blood from the corner of Fenrir's mouth slowly dripped onto the snow-white tabletop, and from a distance, Fenrir looked like a beast that had just finished predating, enjoying its fruits.
"Why do you think I'm looking for these people?" Fenrir crossed a piece of beef, turned it in his hand, and said, "If I take Medusa's blood and want to smear it on you, and this blood is highly poisonous, do you believe me?" Will you paint it? β
Long Yun sighed, Fenrir's words were indeed not unreasonable.
He slowly stood up, walked over to Fenrir and sat down, picked up another fork and began to eat the beef.
"Hearing you say that, it looks like you're helping me?"
"No, I'm not helping you, I'm helping the second generation of Destroyers." Fenrir said, "I swore to someone that I would bring the Destroyer back to the throne of Atlantis. If this pedigree were in anyone else's, I would help him in the same way. The Seven Great Masters were originally to be loyal to the king of Atlantis, and the destroyer was the king. β
"But you killed Medusa, isn't she your friend?"
"Humph! The seven great sect masters are not all of the same heart, people have desires, and the sect masters also have them, you must know that some things in the legend have been deified, and there is no essential difference between people and gods, only differences in strength. Odin is the father of the Moriahs, do you think he is very clean? After tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, Medusa has long since betrayed Atlantis, and she is no longer a qualified suzerain, so I have to kill her to get what I want. Fenrir laughed hesitantly: "It's okay, I bit me to death." That's it, God. β
"You're looking for magnets, aren't you?" Long Yun Road.
"yes, I don't want to lie to you." Fenrir confessed, "The seven magnetos are the key to restarting the ancient kingdom of Atlantis, which is now somewhere on Earth. β
He put down his fork and stared at Long Yun and said, "The magneto stone guarded by Medusa is indeed in my hand, but the others are not here. But it's enough for me to have two in my hand, because getting five is the same as getting two. β
"You mean that the Liberation Society will always come to you?" Long Yun asked.
"That's right, the Restoration Society was originally a descendant of Atlantis, and it stands to reason that they are in league with me, but in reality it is not the same." Fenrir smiled self-deprecatingly: "They don't believe in the ancient gods at all, they only believe in themselves, I don't think Haines wants to restore any of the former glory of Atlantis, but wants to be king himself." β
He smiled and said, "I think at this point, you have to trust me, and you can only trust me, I and you are really together." β
"I don't want to restore the kingdom of Atlantis." Long Yun said: "Any change will bring massacre, isn't there enough dead? β
"Ahh Check it out! Our new king turned out to be a saint! Fenrir disagreed: "Don't think that you can become the new king and think that you can control everything, even if you are a god, you can't escape the trajectory of the wheel of fate, the prophecy has already been decided, even if you struggle, you can only be pushed, if you struggle again, you may be crushed under the wheel." β
Long Yun touched Fenrir's gaze, there was an undoubted identification, this guy seemed to believe in the prophecy he saw, maybe it was the nonsense that when the Nine Realms collapsed again, a new Atlantean King would appear, and the Second Doomsday War would shuffle the world again, resulting in a new order Yunyun or something.
Anyway, your life is always in control of yourself, right? Who can force themselves?!
"Why is it so messy here!?"
There was a voice at the door, someone had entered the restaurant and was heading towards it.
"Someone's coming." Fenrir smiled slyly, looked at Long Yun and said, "How are you going to lie?" β
"Just tell them that your illness has flare-up, I stopped you, and you are back to normal." Long Yun spread his hands: "Anyway, everyone knows that Snow is a failed test subject, very unstable, a patient, and maybe violent. β
"Holy!"