One Eyed Monster

　　 Sir Bonn was lying quietly on the rocking chair.

　　 The spiritual core on his chest was shining.

　　The light told him that his perfect body had been defeated, and his whole plan had failed.

　　 is this over?

　　 Lord Byrne couldn't help thinking that he no longer had any hole cards. Those who rely on money to maintain the mercenaries could not rush here. Even if they came here, they might not be able to surpass the guardians of Bestal.

　　 All the spiritual cores owned by the circus had been crushed by him. He did not expect that he gathered all the power allocated to one piece and could not defeat the two teenagers.

　　 Who are those two boys? Why come to hinder his chance of eternal life?

　　 Lord Bowen has many questions in his mind, but at this moment he has no way to think carefully.

　　 He knew those people were on their way here.

　　 The illusion that he had carefully concealed before will be exposed, and in the future, he will not be a rich and kind old man, but a desperate villain for himself.

His sons and daughters broke away from him early. He was fortunate that he did not affect them, and his sons and daughters were also fighting for their strength, relying on the property he allocated to stand on their own, and no longer have any entanglements with Berne, although wealth cannot be said. There are too many to be measured, but there is no problem supporting yourself...

　　 Lord Byrne's thoughts gradually became messy. After thinking about his children, he began to think about his wealth. He was reluctant to bear the wealth, he wanted to have these things forever. This is also an important motivation for him to gain immortality.

　　 But now, the dream of immortality may be shattered.

　　 He felt the smell of death.

　　 The figure in black and black robe appeared in front of him again.

　　 "You are finally here!" Lord Byrne smiled, seemingly very pleased.

　　 "Yes, long time no see." The death in Burne's mind stood quietly beside him.

　　 "Are you here to take me away?" Byrne's eyes revealed despair. He was really afraid of death. "Take me to the realm of Yongning?"

　　 "Oh, no, it's not like that." The **** of death waved his hand, "I just came to retrieve my things."

　　 "In these years, I have kept my promises, spiritual core, I have given enough, right?" Lord Byrne is still fighting for it.

　　 "You did a good job, and as an equivalent exchange, you also gained a lot of power, didn't you?"

　　 "Yes, you made me live until now, but now, I really can't continue?" Lord Bowen asked.

　　 "To be precise, we underestimated their power. I don't want to see this result."

　　 "Then my eternal life..."

　　 "Sorry, Bourne, I can't do anything." The death **** took the shining spiritual core from Bourne.

　　 "Hmm..." Byrne snorted, and his whole body fell soft.

　　 "We have given you enough strength, Bourne, unfortunately, you are only one step away from eternal life." The **** of death comforted Bourne.

　　 "Take me away now?" Byrne's eyes were full of fear.

　　 "No, your life is not under my control. I am a guardian, not the **** of death you said." The **** of death said quietly.

　　 "Huh?" Byrne was very surprised. For more than forty years, this one is still the same as when I saw it before. If these people have not grasped the power to transcend life and death, Byrne would never believe it.

"The time to come, Bourne, our cooperation is over, you are exposed, we must take it back! Good luck, Bourne!" The man in black gradually disappeared from Bourne’s sight, regardless of Bourne didn't even listen to what the man in black said last.

　　 Now Bowen doesn't have any strength, he feels that he has walked a long, long way, and his whole body is sore.

　　 The time that should come will come, and death will come.

　　 Eternal life just left him, how could he think that he would fail like this.

　　 The horses neighed at the door of the courtyard of the small attic, and the group of people finally came here.

　　 The corners of Bourne's mouth rose slightly, but the smile this time was obviously weak.

　　 He knows the person who walked into the courtyard first, but now his eyes are a bit awkward, and he can't see that clearly. It was fine before. The power the spiritual core gives him is obviously very important.

　　 "You are here!" Byrne spit out these words weakly, completely in the same state as the man in black whom he thought to be the **** of death before.

　　 Popovich and Igor walked into the courtyard. The light at night was not very good, but Lord Byrne was still very bright here.

　　 "Born! The people at the door belong to the circus, why are they all the same?" Master Popovich asked after coming in.

　　 "Hmm haha, they are just being deprived of things that don't belong to them." Byrne said weakly. He is now lying on the couch with his head tilted, showing the state of an old man all over his body.

　　 "These people, if they choose this path, they have to bear the corresponding price and exchange them at the same price. This has always been the case!"

"So, I don't need to ask any more, you let the body out too!" Master Popovich saw Berne's state and knew the result. Everything about Berne was an illusion, he was a circus. The person behind the scenes ~www.ltnovel.com~ is! That is the body that I have treasured for many years. It was the body that I wanted to occupy. It was just a little bit short of success! "

　　 This is an unfamiliar Berne, and this Lord Berne Popovich is not familiar at all.

　　 It is because of this strangeness and unfamiliarity that Master Popovich knew that everything before was an illusion.

　　 Although a little bit unacceptable, the fact is the fact, no matter how bizarre it is, it is also a fact.

　　 "It's a pity, I thought we were real friends!"

　　 "Haha hum, I have no friends, my friends are my wealth, but now, everything is lost!"

"You!" Byrne stood upright from the chair with difficulty. He stretched out his withered fingers and pointed at Igor and Cady. "You have destroyed my eternal life, even if I went to the realm of Yongning. I won't spare you."

　　 Igor and Cardi looked at this Berne curiously. They were also curious about Bonn's words, especially the word immortality.

"Born, why did you become like this? Is everything you used to be an illusion!" Popovich was puzzled when he saw Berne, especially when he thought about it before. Say.

"I don't say anything to a scholar, I hate scholars, so, you, are not my friend at all, and I won't tell you any truth." Byrne snorted coarsely, seeming to be trying hard all the time. His eyes narrowed and he looked at Popovich contemptuously.