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Chapter 412 Odin's charming moment!

"Who?"

Pompeii's puzzled voice echoed in the dense forest where the rain was falling heavily.

The rage on Caesar's face froze.

An extremely complex and bewildered emotion appeared on his rain-soaked face.

Caesar suddenly felt like laughing.

This smile did not come from any joy at all, but was a mixture of helplessness and sadness towards this absurd reality.

Gullwig.

This woman, who was the most noble and honorable in Caesar's mind, was an insignificant experimental consumable in Pompeii's eyes, not even worth remembering her name.

The big raindrops hit Caesar's eyebrows heavily, blurring his vision.

In the hazy mist, Caesar vaguely saw his mother standing on the lighted windowsill. The soft sunlight cast a halo on her body, making it seem like a dream.

The flow of time has polished the memories in Caesar's mind, and he can no longer remember what his mother looks like.

Human memory is like reels of magnetic tape. As time goes by, it will inevitably demagnetize and become blurred.

Those who exit your life will eventually exit your memory.

Suddenly, the light in front of Caesar became hot.

The pale golden sunlight gradually turned into fiery red, becoming hotter and brighter, until it turned into a sea of ​​fire.

A slender figure in a cheongsam stood in the sea of ​​fire, waving gently at Caesar with a smile on her face.

This was a nightmare that woke Caesar up countless times in the middle of the night.

The girl in the sea of ​​fire exudes a faint scent of sandalwood.

Aso Makoto!
Caesar's golden pupils burned uncontrollably to the extreme, and broken light was reflected in the red-gold pupils, it was unclear whether it was the light of water, the light of sky, or the light of fire.

"Odin, you deserve to die..." Caesar roared in a low voice, like a bloodthirsty lion.

He suddenly squatted down, knelt on one knee, used his knee as a support, placed the Barrett on his shoulder, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!
"Oh!"

The huge gunshots sounded like thunder.

The large-caliber sniper bullet flew out of the barrel at incredible speed, tearing through the continuous rain curtain and arriving in front of Percy in an instant!

However, the bullet, which was traveling at a speed of 853 meters per second, suddenly slowed down in front of Percy.

The bullet spun wildly in the air, like an impact drill, approaching Percy with difficulty, but the speed of the bullet was getting slower and slower, and the frequency of rotation was getting lower and lower.

It was as if there was an invisible wall made of gel, standing between the bullet and Percy.

"Snapped!"

Less than five centimeters in front of Percy, the bullet stopped spinning, stopped moving, and fell heavily down into the puddle.

"Master, bullets are useless to me." Percy bowed humbly to Caesar, "My word spirit is serial number 66, the Dustless Land, I can control the force field and air around me."

"It was with the help of this word that I concealed all my vital signs and avoided Mr. Zhou Xuan's perception."

"So, I hope you can stay calm and continue communicating with the head of the family."

Before he finished speaking, Pompey's voice sounded again in the communicator.

"Pasi, Caesar shot you?"

"Yes, Master." Percy nodded in response.

"Hahaha, Caesar is still as hot-tempered as ever. But the sound of the gunshot really reminds me of Gulveig."

Hearing his mother's name, Caesar's brows suddenly tightened. "Gulveig, Gullveig..." Pompey's tone was frivolous and lazy, "What a distant and unfamiliar name."

"Since you mentioned this woman, Caesar, let's talk about her."

“Although humans are just a group of lowly and humble primates, some of their philosophical ideas are indeed interesting.”

“For example, fatalism.”

Pompey's tone suddenly became like that of a sophisticated scholar, serious and calm.

"Fatalism believes that a person's life is predetermined from the moment he is born, whether he is rich or poor, noble or humble, or whether he lives or dies, or suffers misfortune or happiness."

"A person has only one destiny. Destiny is the convention of everything in the world. In fact, this truth seems to be true for the dragon clan as well."

"The Black Emperor is about to return from hell. He will bring death to all the traitors. This is the fate engraved on the tree..."

"But!" Pompey's voice became louder.

"The Black Emperor is not limited to Nidhogg!"

"You may not be able to escape the fate, but as long as you are strong enough, you can fool it!"

"As long as I can become the Black King, everything will be in my hands!"

"Why can't Nidhogg, who was once so high and mighty, become a traitor who is ready to be killed?!"

Every word Pompey spoke was powerful, emitting awe-inspiring majesty and cruelty like a mountain torrent or a tsunami.

But the next moment, his tone suddenly changed back to its previous frivolous and nonchalant tone.

"But, Caesar, only the strong have the right to fool fate. How dare the weak have such unreasonable thoughts?"

"A person has only one destiny. All the weak can do is obey. It's a pity that the experimental consumable named Gullveig didn't figure this out."

"Do you know? She actually tried to kill me!" Pompey's tone was exaggerated and weird, as if he remembered a very funny joke.

Caesar's body trembled slightly.

"On the afternoon you were born, Gulveig found Frost and knelt on the ground begging him to send you out of the Gattuso family and to take care of you after his death. He even said that I was the Dragon King or something... Heh."

Pompey sneered.

"She thought I didn't know, but the entire Gattuso family is within my perception, how could I not know!?"

"My brother Frost, although he didn't agree to her verbally, he still provided her with a lot of help."

"For example, he secretly found a philosopher's stone for Gulveig." Pompey's tone was full of undisguised sarcasm.

"That extremely stupid woman was clearly dying of illness, yet she still overestimated her own abilities and hid a small pistol. She wanted to use the Philosopher's Stone to attack me. She was so stupid!"

"Caesar, do you understand now?" Pompey said earnestly.

"I killed Gulveig, your so-called mother, because I had no choice."

"I didn't expect that you would hold a grudge against me until now, and insist on drifting away from me for twenty years."

"How can I put it..."

"You do not have your so-called mother anymore, but you still have me, right?"

"I can definitely be your guide in life and lead you step by step to the throne, right?"

"Caesar, you are my son."

"We are born to be superior to all living things in this world."

(End of this chapter)