First Law

"interesting?"

Karen didn't know whether to cry or laugh, this was the first time someone commented on his soul like this since he ruled the wasteland, if it was someone else, they would definitely be joking, but it was Qatar who said this, and it gave Karen a feeling of helplessness. Unparalleled authenticity.

Looking at the figure lying on the chair rocking gently, a chill gestated from the bone marrow radiates from the whole body, it seems that coming to Qatar at this moment is an irreparable mistake, fear is nothing but fear, but there is no tension as imagined.

The quiet atmosphere here makes him very relaxed.

Also, he seems to be being praised by Qatar.

However, sometimes it is not a good thing to have an interesting soul. In this world, there are too many beings, and it is a blessing to be able to be unique, but "collection" sounds a bit bad, and it is not a collection.

"I heard that you have a collection of top talents in the Aegean Continent. With your ability, you can kill me. Why do you let me mess around in the wasteland?" This is what Karen is most curious about. Penny was surprised, the only question that led him to Qatar City.

"Hey!" Qatar sighed rarely, and nodded at Karen, "Yes, I remember that the first time you came into my sight was when you robbed Qatar City. Most of the city-states are owned by the Lord, and then I thought you would become a great weapon."

Qatar spoke slowly, as if flipping through his memoirs.

"As expected, Kabul was thinking of unifying the wasteland. You kid just took advantage of him. Later, I thought about it carefully and found out that you really have a lot of skills, but you haven't really entered my realm at that time. favorites list."

"Oh, then when did I really get your attention." Karen became interested.

"At the moment you rejected me, I thought that the conditions I proposed were generous enough, and there was no reason for you to refuse, but you rejected me, which made me very angry, because few people on this continent ignored me so much request, but it also makes me very happy, you let me see an interesting soul being born."

"So, you've been paying attention to me since then? But I still have that problem, why don't you stop me?"

"This is what you don't understand. There are tens of thousands of good-looking skins, but one in a million interesting souls. It's hard to find another good seedling. Did you let me destroy it?" Qatar smiled at Karen, That kind of weird smile with evil charm and even madness, did not hide his greed, "A really good soul is conceived naturally, just like a herb, it is the most unique when it grows in the unrestrained nature, that kind of cultivation together,

I can have as much as I want. "

Karen was a little confused, only thinking that Qatar was crazier than the lunatics in the lunatic asylum, but she had an unusual persuasive power.

At this moment, it sounded like he was listening to heresy. Karen understood the general meaning. It was like a herb picker found a rare herb in the deep mountains, but unfortunately this herb was far from mature.

Ordinary people naturally pick it directly, but those true great pharmacists will basically protect this herb and uproot it after it has formed.

This is more powerful.

"It's really weird." Karen smiled secretly in his heart. He doesn't have that special hobby, and herbs don't feel it, but now they are facing creatures. How can species with life and thoughts compare with ordinary herbs? Qatar That cloudless look is more like a kind of madness.

If Campas and Merlin knew that Qatar had been plundering the geniuses of the Aegean continent all these years, and that the civilization of the entire continent had been retreating continuously, just for the sake of their collection hobby, they didn't know what they would think.

I guess I'm going to be pissed off.

Karen shook his head and smiled wryly. He didn't mean to reject Qatar. He thought he had an interesting soul, so it might be a bit ridiculous to catch up with him. After all, there are thousands of creatures in the world, and every creature has thoughts. And have trouble with everyone.

For this kind of person, no matter what he does, he can't change the opponent's determination. Instead of doing this, it's better to do nothing. At least the opponent will not try to set him up like those monarchs of the human race.

"You don't have anything to ask of me?" Qatar asked proactively, "I know that Gold Shining Town is short of money now, if you can promise me one condition, you can get fifty million pennies from me right now. With this money, your core reactor, magic power transmission wire, and even the overall plan for the wasteland can be speeded up."

Karen was very excited, 50 million can solve all the problems, and it was proposed by the other party.

He didn't agree, and he wouldn't agree, it seemed a bit cheap, if he wanted the other party's consent, that would be fine, but if it came to his door for nothing, he felt that he couldn't ask for it.

Because he can't figure out Qatar's intentions, he can't see through, so he can't ask for it.

"What conditions." Although he would not agree, he was still very interested.

"When you think you've reached the end, give me your soul." Katar stood up and walked straight forward.

Karen was full of doubts. What the other party said was too vague, and this weird condition contained a lot of funny elements. He followed closely behind, also wanting to see the appearance of the hall.

The hall is made of dark brown nightmare stone, which is a kind of void stone, which is comparable to star iron. It is said that it has the ability to create dreams. Each stone fits closely together, which is not beautiful at all, like an ordinary prison cell.

There is a layer of black sand on the ground, and there are faint white awns under the sand, which is a kind of limestone, which is why the whole room looks very dry.

The hall is much bigger than imagined. It is better to say that it is a long corridor, like a brick kiln, the kind that can never see the end.

After walking forward for about two minutes, something special suddenly appeared on the dark brown wall.

A painting, a black cloak, holding a magic wand, with a look of dominance in the world.

It looks familiar, but I feel that I can't understand it. It takes a long time to find out who it is.

Kabul!

It is indeed the old rival Kabul, the most powerful figure in the wasteland three years ago, but the young man in the painting is in his early twenties, which is different from the Kabul in Karen's impression, but the outline can probably be distinguished.

I have to say that Qatar was quite handsome when he was young. He was dressed in sweatshirts and had dark skin, but his facial features were exquisite, especially his sore throat revealed an extraordinarily energetic spirit.

At the same time, Karen admired the artist's craftsmanship even more. Not only did he clearly engrave the edges and corners of Kabul's youth on the oil painting, but also perfectly displayed his hard work.

Even Karen, a layman, looked at it with a sense of admiration. If he hadn't seen this painting, Karen's impression of Kabul was basically the kind of scheming.

While he was in a daze, a flash of light caught his attention. It was the reflection of colored glaze. Obviously there was something beside the oil painting. When he leaned over to take a look, his heart skipped a beat. It turned out to be a transparent colored glaze coffin.

The whole coffin is square and transparent inside and out. Inside the coffin, an old figure is lying quietly, which is Kabul in the oil painting.

This gesture is still the same as when Kabul and Karen said goodbye.

Now that I think about it, I was told in the conference room that after the farewell, his body was collected by Qatar, and it was made into a specimen and locked in a transparent coffin. As for the Kabul who sniped at him, it was obviously not where his real body was.

"There are a lot of secrets." Karen secretly slandered, but she didn't feel too nervous. Everything in front of her eyes showed that Qatar had a habit of madmen for special souls.

The more you walk into the aisle, the more oil paintings on the wall, almost all of them are handsome, but each has a different temperament, revealing a spirituality without exception.

Vicious, sinister, calculating, hatred, jealousy, greed.

It is this kind of temperament that the artist used outstanding skills to completely engrave the emotions of these characters into the oil paintings, but the exhibits here are by no means all negative emotions.

Filial piety, kindness, integrity, bravery, hard work, all kinds of warm meanings are countless.

As Qatar said, all he collects are interesting souls, and he doesn't care about good, evil, beauty and ugliness.

This obsession is really terrifying. As for who these people are, Qatar did not say, nor did Qatar say what abilities these people have. It seems that all he cares about is to get the bones of these creatures.

I have to admit that this exhibition is huge, bigger than any exhibition hall I have seen, and it is also more different.

Suddenly, Karen, who was advancing, stopped suddenly, and his gaze was fixed on the oil painting on the left.

Thin cheeks, a head of dark short hair, standing tall, full of energy, exquisite facial features, a real handsome guy, and more importantly, the powerful force exuded from his body, as if the gods who thought they were falling into the mortal world were about to break free from the seal and break through the shackles and soar into the sky.

"Merlin? How is it possible?"

Karen secretly wondered why Merlin's portrait is here. There are ten runes hovering in the middle of the portrait, corresponding to Merlin's best ten great seals.

"Did he also sell his soul?"

Karen suddenly turned her head to the other side. It was a figure shrouded in golden light all over her body. Her tamped muscles exuded powerful explosive power, as if she was about to rush out of the oil painting to fight.

Campas!

Karen was a little dazed. The portrait of the God of War priest also appeared in this exhibition hall. Could it be that he also reached an agreement with Qatar.

Suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly took two steps. Sure enough, the third portrait was a figure covered in a black cloth, with eyes painted all over his body, which meant he could see through everything.

It is the Ice Warlock who leads.

Karen rubbed his brows. Why are the portraits of these people here? Since they have already signed a contract with Qatar, why would they set up some organization with themselves to oppose Qatar.

Could it be that Merlin is also using himself?

Why is it so messy?