Faye’s League of Legends

When the atmosphere of confrontation reached its peak, it was Ramos who softened first.

Without knowing Rod’s purpose, Ramos had no way to target it in any way-in this case, he had to lower his posture to some extent.

"Tell me, maybe the great Ramos can help you."

In the face of Ramos's steps, Rod did not continue to press-his sarcasm and run-through were ultimately to gain some benefits for himself. Since Ramos was soft, Rod naturally did not want to offend this again. The master of the power of the earth.

Therefore, in the hotel where Sona stayed, Rod and Ramos had a cordial and friendly meeting-after one person and one turtle mocked each other, since no one could help anyone, they couldn't fully arouse each other's anger Then, sincerity and openness naturally became the only way to cooperate.

Rhode roughly described his purpose, but he didn't say much about the specific content of the plan, only that he had "a huge influence on the Twin Cities."

Ramos was naturally aware of Rod’s concealment. While he scolded the little slider, he could only say that Shurima should not be caught in the flames of war.

"That is to say, if Zelas and Azir really go to war, do you plan to mediate?"

"Of course not." Ramos waved his hand. "But I will guarantee that their battle will be maintained within a controllable range. Shurima does not allow rune wars."

"Like Naschramé?" Rod raised his brow. "When civilizations are cut off elsewhere, Naschramé is able to retain its traditions."

"Don't try to reverse my words, boy." Ramos looked at Rhodes, and his momentum gradually became dangerous. "Excessive curiosity is not a good thing."

"So you live like a salted fish?" Unfortunately, after the initial cooperation, Rod's words were sharp again. "Compared with those of Frey Zhuod, you are really... There are enough to be incompetent."

"So you're still too young." Unfortunately, Rod's satire had no effect on Ramos. "You didn't realize at all how much Shurima and Freilzhud differed-Icebird and Sheephead I’m not sure, but if the stupid bear is in my position... It is estimated that the battle of Shurima will last for a thousand years or 10,000 years."

"Who are you with?" Rhodes smiled, "The existence on the Giant God Peak?"

Ramos did not speak, but the default meaning was very clear.

"Then why haven't you fallen into an endless war?" Rhode blinked. "Because you...too counseling?"

"I--"

Ramos wanted to distinguish something, but Rod did not give him a chance at all.

"So, when the giant **** appears, you will retreat from Sanshe, and clearly forgive Rima already has your worship, but in fear of the giant **** peak, your faith to sit and watch the sun replaces the faith of the dragon and the turtle-you are in the desert Watching the sun disk rise slowly, watching the gods warriors sweep across the square..."

"Also watching them fall back to the west." Ramos did not jump like thunder as he imagined. His light opening directly interrupted Rod's torrential talk, "Then, all the dust goes to the dust, the earth goes to the earth." ."

"Counseling is counseling." In the face of Ramos, Rhode scorned, "It is also counseling to find more reasons."

"Look, you still stand in the perspective of mortals." Ramos did not have any emotions of anger or embarrassment, but his tone was full of emotions. "For mortals, dignity, courage, wisdom, these are worth The qualities you seek, you will sacrifice yourself for these qualities-but for the rule, as long as there is enough."

Listening to Ramos's words, Rod suddenly froze.

"You are speculating on the incarnation of a great law with the honour and disgrace of mortals-it is a pity that I have never cared about everything you said, for me, existence is everything; I need to always exist and maintain the earth Li, watched him stand up quietly, watched him fall apart, set out from the ground, and finally returned to the soil and sand."

"...Are you proud?"

"Have you seen Qianjue?" Ramos did not answer Rod's words, but instead asked a new question. "Isn't it in your opinion that the **** of death is the most competent deity?"

"……Yes."

Although he wasn't willing to admit it, Rhode counted it and was surprised to find that Qian Jue was indeed the most competent deity he had ever seen, and after him was Enivia.

"But, did you know that Death wasn't Qian Jue at first?"

"What?!" After hearing Ramos' words, Rod finally showed his face for the first time, "Not a thousand Jue?"

"All the gods of death are one sheep and one wolf, but few people know that sheep are not the first sheep, and the wolf is not the first wolf-more than once, the gods representing death have all disappeared, and then the new The wolf and the new sheep will wear the former mask and perform the duties of death~www.wuxiaspot.com~The sheep appease those who face the death calmly, and the wolf chases those who try to escape death."

"What do you mean?" Rod finally frowned. "Why did you tell me this?"

"This is my advice." Ramos once again pulled out a Milos beetle, pulled out one of the beetle's hind legs, and stuffed it into his mouth. "You are watching for me, so about your plan , I can’t provide much help, so... I’ll teach you from a different angle."

"..."

"Eternal is divinity, but without the humanity reconciled with it, then the deity will be no different from the law itself-and in Varoland, the law is never static, if you follow the guidance of the divinity completely, then When the law changes, how can the deity manage itself?"

"..."

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"Dying and then reborn--but after rebirth, that is the new deity."

"..."

"So, sometimes I really envy Freildjod’s ice chicken-Frost Nirvana. That’s a good idea. Every generation of Enivia is herself, but every time Nirvana is Can escape the turmoil of the law... And poor people like me, who have no other means, can only choose to escape from the center of the conflict in the end."

"Why did you say this to me?" Rhodes understood Ramos's meaning, but did not understand his purpose. "I am not a deity."

"Well, not for now."

Ramos thrust the remaining half of the Milos beetle directly into his mouth, then drilled into the previously appeared hole, and finally disappeared.

In the room, Rod narrowed his eyes slightly.