Super Dimensional Wizard

What happened in the hall, Sanders told Angel through the psychic belt.

In other words, the recorded scene was replayed in Angel's mind.

To put it bluntly, he and Shirokuma had been away for more than a quarter of an hour, and during this time, Dotolo and Popota had only a handful of conversations.

"Who are you?" Dudolo broke the silence first.

Popota said her name. Immediately afterwards, there was a series of silence.

It wasn't until Angel returned that Dodolo said: "We seem to have some kind of connection."

After Bobota heard this, he nodded heavily, and then he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression became more and more excited. On the other side, Dudolo was lost in thought until Angel arrived.

After Angel returned to the hall, he obviously broke a certain balanced atmosphere, and the previous delicate atmosphere gradually dissipated. Dudolo also came back from his thoughts and raised his head to look at Angel.

The atmosphere changed from solid to relaxed.

Angel sat across from Dodolo, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot tea: "You seemed to be thinking about something just now?"

Dudolo showed a shy smile: "I just discovered something strange, so I didn't notice you leaving. But, thinking about it later, it shouldn't be a big deal."

"Have you figured it out?"

"I understand." Dudolo pointed at Bobota: "He should have some kind of special connection with me."

"What connection?" Angel glanced at Bobota standing on the other side with his peripheral vision. He could see Bobota's exposed palms clenched into fists, seemingly nervous.

Dudolo turned his head and looked at Bobota with suspicious eyes: "He seems to be my grandson?"

Poof——

Angel suddenly covered his mouth. This answer was so good that he almost lost control of it! Fortunately, I covered my mouth, otherwise the tea in my mouth would have spurted out!

Popota on the other side also widened his eyes. He thought that Dudolo had figured out the identity of the same race between them, but he didn't expect such an answer? !

So, he was verbally taken advantage of?

Angel pretended to cough twice to cover up his previous gaffe, and raised his eyebrows: "You said he is your grandson?"

"I don't know, but I have this feeling." Dudolo replied with a serious face, looking directly at Angel, making people feel the seriousness in his eyes.

Angel originally thought this was a nonsense joke, but looking at Dotolo's expression, he suddenly remembered Dotolo's true age.

At least more than a thousand years.

Popota and Hua Qiqiao have lived in a fairy tale world since they were young, while Dotolo lived in a fairy tale world thousands of years ago.

That being said, it is really possible!

"Are you related by blood?" Angel asked.

Regarding this question, Dudolo hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "It seems there is, but there is not a close blood relationship."

In other words, they may come from the same ethnic group, but they are not directly related by blood.

Angel almost thought that Popota was Dudolo's real descendant. In that case, it would really be a wonderful fate. However, even if they are not direct blood relatives, Popota should be regarded as Dodolo's grandchildren.

However, although Angel knew it in his heart, he could not express it. Because currently, no one knows that Dudolo has lived for thousands of years.

"You are so young that you don't have any grandchildren. I guess they are some kind of distant relative." Angel paused: "After all, you belong to the same clan."

"Popota is also a worshiper?" Dudolo asked.

"Do you know that you are from the Baiyuan tribe?" Angel was a little surprised. Dudolo seemed to know his identity very well.

"Master Dryad and Teacher Maya have both told me."

Now that Dotolo knew his identity, Angel did not show off any more and nodded to Dotolo: "Yes, Bobota is also a Baiyuan tribe and is your same race."

Angel thought that Dotolo would be surprised and would continue to ask for some information from the tribe, but Dotolo's attitude was very calm and he nodded noncommittally to the answer.

"Aren't you curious about your own kind?"

"I'm not curious about him, and I'm not interested in the so-called same race." Duodoro paused and looked at Angel with clear eyes: "But since Angel brought him, I will want to know. ,Why."

Angel could see in Duodoro's eyes that he really didn't care much about Popota and his own people.

It seems that in his world, the modularity of empathy is missing.

Is this probably a sequelae of his being in a coma for thousands of years? Angel thought so, but recalling some of Dudolo's "immediate reactions", it didn't seem very similar.

Maybe it's just that he is naturally indifferent to emotions?

On the other side, Popota was obviously stunned when she heard Dudolo's answer. For him, his people are probably the most important part of his life, and he is even willing to sacrifice his life in order to rekindle his ancestral altar. Dudolo's answer was obviously indifferent, which made Popota a little unacceptable.

This feels like -

When he held high the torch of his ideal, he was thrown a cold rain on him.

"You said you are not interested in your own race, but he is your root!"

Popota couldn't help frowning, and took three steps at a time to come to Duoduoluo, pinched Duoduoluo's collar, and asked him: "Do you know what the Baiyuan tribe has experienced? ? Do you know who caused the Baiyuan clan to become what it is today?"

Dudolo looked at Popota up close, and even though it was covered by a hood, he still saw Popota's deformed and ferocious face. But Dodolo didn't seem to care. His cold eyes seemed to be looking at an unrelated stranger.

Popota looked at Dudolo's eyes, seeming to realize that he was too excited. He let go of Dudolo's collar and leaned on the table dejectedly, his arms trembling: "When I learned that there was one more person in the world. Tribe, do you know how much I look forward to it? I look forward to seeing you, I look forward to the joy of meeting you, and I look forward to you understanding my ideals."

"Now it seems that I was wrong."

For a moment, Bobota's whole body seemed to be decadent.

The scene was quiet for a while, and no one spoke. It was not until Bai Xiong walked into the hall that the silence was broken.

Bai Xiong didn't know what happened yet. He originally planned to walk up to Angel and ask for a result. But he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the hall. He thought for a while, did not speak, but stood aside silently.

"I know." Qingyue's cold voice came from Dudolo's mouth, attracting everyone's attention.

"I saw some pictures. You did something you thought was right, so you ended up in the situation you are in now." Dudolo: "Although I don't know why you did this, I can guess that it is For the re-glory of the clan, right?”

Popota turned back slowly, with surprise in his eyes. Dotolo said he saw it, did he mean he saw it using prophecy?

"But, what does this have to do with me?" Dudolo still said in a cold tone, "Besides, do you think you are right?"

Bobota: "I did this to rekindle the fire and to continue the race. I was not wrong."

"But the pictures I saw told me that was not the case. You lost everything, you harmed yourself, and you gained nothing." Dudolo paused: "You even almost got Angel involved."

"You just fall into your own obsession and use it to carry out your own justice."

After Dotolo said all this calmly, Popota took a step back and fell to the ground.

He was not convinced by Dotolo's words, but he heard that Dotolo and he had completely different values. He understood that this deep-rooted value system prevented him from influencing Dodolo's choice at all.

"You don't understand my dream, nor my persistence." Popota was a little absent-minded, probably thinking that maybe everything was over.

This sudden change at the scene caught Angel a little unexpectedly.

However, both of their views seem to be correct. Probably because Popota was too extreme, Dodolo's reaction was sharper than usual.

The needles are facing each other, and it seems that it is not easy for them to achieve harmony now.

"Right or wrong is another matter." Angel coughed, attracting everyone's attention. He considered his words and looked at Bobota: "You really shouldn't use your obsession to find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan .com Go and ask Dodolo to do the same.”

Popota raised her head and looked at Angel: "But -"

"There are no buts." Angel directly interrupted Bobota: "I will do what I promised, but this matter itself does not require Dodolo to inherit your obsession."

Hand it over to the source fire and light the ancestral altar. Angel believed that Duodoro would not refuse, which would not harm him, and because of the source of fire, it would also be of great benefit.

However, if Dodolo inherited Bobota's obsession and shouldered the responsibility of an entire race on his shoulders, Angel would not be happy to see it.

Because this kind of responsibility is too big, so big that it may even affect Dudolo's future.

"That's it for today. I won't break my promise." Angel used these words to temporarily end the conflict.

Sanders finally moved at this time. With a snap of his fingers, Popota disappeared and was taken into the Gravity Garden.

Angel looked at Dudolo and smiled: "Don't think too much. I asked him to see you today because I promised him."

Dodolo: "I understand."

"It seems that you have really seen a lot of scenes." Angel raised his eyebrows. You must know that many formal wizards of the prophecy department cannot foresee it, but Dudolo seems to be able to break through this obstacle.

"I can only see some things about him, and rarely see you, Angel." In the picture Dudolo saw, Bobota had evil thoughts towards Angel, but why did Angel end up with Bobota later? Bota is back together again, I don’t know.

Looking at Dudolo's curious eyes, Angel did not explain, but just said: "You will know in a few days."

After finding a topic for a while, Angel glanced at the anxious White Bear on the other side and said to Dotolo: "By the way, I have something I need you to confirm for me."