The collapse building, maintain this posture, has been solidified like post-modern art full of disillusionment.

"It’s all right … probably"
A middle-aged elf with short dark brown hair suddenly appeared beside Russell Lin Ling.
From the appearance, he is hardly related to the word "elf"
The man is strong enough to be like a brown bear, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and his skin is thin and small, showing a light brown like a farmer exposed to the sun.
Looking at Lin Ling’s frightened and nervous expression, he calmly introduced himself, "I am a director of Achyukas and my fate is’ stone’ … Will it be easier to understand this?"
"… are you the one who petrified this area?"
What did Russell realize
Elf directors … have long been aware of all this?
But they can’t do it-until the monkey-faced eagle really attacks him.
Or when he attacked the island, these elf directors finally lifted the shackles.
"From this point of view, you also helped us."
Achyukas’s mouth is very humble, but her face is expressionless, and her pupils are not focused like stone statues.
The alarm went all over the island for a moment.
Heavy-armed soldiers flew in from all over the island.
The laser torrent of missiles and armor-piercing bullets accompanied by roaring and crashing explosions instantly flooded the blood wheel composed of the skull.
But the first attack didn’t have much impact.
It was almost unscathed … except that the rotation speed slowed down a lot.
And the fierce counterattack, those faint yellow light tentacles are pulled very long in an instant, like a steel needle, which runs through the man-machine who dares to approach it.
And then Russell finally saw where sal was.
He is flying in the air.
Deep red, like a pavement, lines appear on his body, and his body is empty, and it spreads as far as nearly a kilometer.
Russell can barely see what it is.
It’s a Kabbalah tree of life with ten rings.
Since then, it has written the symbols of crown, wisdom, understanding, compassion, strictness, beauty, victory, brilliance, foundation and kingdom.
And sal himself is in the ring of "glory"
Russell didn’t stand in the way of understanding all this when he looked at the abstract symbols that would remind people of astrology.
He felt that the topmost ring symbolizing the "crown" was calling himself … or calling the "device" that self.
Russell suppressed the impulse in his heart, grasped Lin Ling’s shoulder tightly, hung on the sloping ceiling with her and watched everything happen in the sky.
And a moment of great fire is like boiling soup emerging from the void and dumping.
I don’t know whose dream it is.
But then the snowstorm roared and turned the weather directly into a cold winter.
"That’s Hagelot."
A man as cold as a stone explained to Russell that "her fate is a snowstorm".
"… can I ask you what the fate of these famous elves means?"
"Chains and shackles bind the functional mission"