Under this stimulation, the vision of the left eye changed little by little. The wooden figure Li Jia quickly turned into a living human being, standing at the head of the bed, looking around in confusion, and slowly muttering a name.
"Heidegger..."
"Mr. Heidegger..."
Is she looking for Eric?
Hitzfeld was even more surprised.
She remembered Eric, which showed that memory was indeed passed down between seeds.
But if she remembered, didn't she know that she had killed Eric?
Hitzfeld remembered that nightmare very clearly. It was actually a real scene that had happened. The rise of the Death Tree caused Amiron to become a dead zone. No one, including Eric Heidegger, could survive.
It was strange what had touched her.
This monster just absorbed a part of the clone.
Oh……
Hitzfeld frowned.
These clones, "seedlings", are all transformed from humans, so they may even carry their memories from their previous lives.
Even if only in part, could it be that this information affected it?
That police officer...
The information contained in his memory...what is related to "Heidegger"?
Suddenly, a familiar face flashed before my eyes.
Hitzfeld's nerves were tense.
She knows!
This thing is looking for Ethan!
It could be the violent emotional fluctuations, or it could be the disrupted breathing rhythm... In the girl's vision, "Lijia" who was originally wandering at the head of the bed suddenly turned her head and looked at her, a pair of dark eyes staring at her position.
Hitzfeld's scalp suddenly went numb.
She understood... This image of a living girl was just an "illusion" seen by her left eye. It couldn't be said to be fake. In fact, it was real to some extent, but...
But in real life, "Lijia" was created from the tentacles of tree roots!
This thing is still in the mouth of the tree demon. If it is discovered by "Lijia", doesn't it mean that -
"I saw you with him."
"You know where he is, don't you?"
Her tension stalled.
Staring at the approaching girl with 50% absurdity and 50% astonishment, Hitzfeld clearly heard her talking to him: "Tell me where he is, okay?"
"why."
Trying his best to control his fear, Hitzfeld asked her softly.
"You and he are not from the same era. You have no relationship anymore..."
“We are all connected in mind and body.”
"Lijia" interrupted her immediately and shook her head slowly: "You won't understand..."
"Tell me, please..."
she continued.
"If I can find him, I won't hurt anyone here again."
"I swear."
"In the name of the goddess..."
Hitzfeld thought it was the most ridiculous joke he had ever heard.
Even within the Xieyang Cult there are many people who do not believe in the goddess.
Now, an evil creature, a monster that had just eaten countless people, was actually swearing to her in the name of the goddess?
Is she crazy?
Or has the world gone crazy?
Huge doubts constantly collided with the film of fear, and the latter was pierced and torn apart without any suspense, converging into the power of the former and turning into the courage to speak at this moment.
“I want to know what happened more than 40 years ago.”
Hitzfeld had to make this clear.
Because she suddenly felt that the image of "Li Jia", including her appearance in front of Eric Heidegger, might not be a coincidence.
Eric Heidegger had strange feelings towards her because of her appearance, because she looked exactly like his dead wife when she was a child.
But how could that be?
How could such a coincidence happen in the world?
She could only assume that Li Jia had some connection with his deceased wife.
If Lijia's consciousness could appear in this monster's body after more than forty years, then why couldn't it appear in Lijia's body at that time after a few years or ten years?
Does this consciousness belong to Li Jia, or to some older being?
In some of Hitzfeld's assumptions, Eric Heidegger's deceased wife was not necessarily a purely human being.
Then his child with his late wife, Doyle Heidegger—
Oh, now it's Ethan Doyle.
This person may also have problems.
"I was created for that moment..."
Li Jia's voice was very soft.
Hitzfeld didn't know if this was an illusion.
Maybe after her left eye stopped working, the sound would turn into the friction of tree roots - she didn't want to think about that scene.
"I'll take you to see it."
"Wait……"
Before she could express her refusal, her left wrist was grabbed by "Lijia".
In an instant, she seemed to fall off the bed.
The body is falling.
There was endless darkness on both sides, and complex streams of information flashed before her eyes. Before she realized what was happening, she found herself in a nightmare again.
And it was the second half that was extended from the original one.
"She's faked her corpse!?"
"She's still alive?"
"Kill her, Agent!"
"Shoot! Eric!"
The noise rushed towards her like a huge tide, making it difficult for her to breathe.
This time she was sure that she was standing in Eric Heidegger's position.
She saw "herself" raise the gun with trembling movements.
He aimed at Lijia and pulled the trigger.
Chapter 55: Divine Eyes
"boom!"
A gunshot woke Hitzfeld from his dream.
She shook her head and opened her eyes to see a horrible scene—
She lay flat on the bed, a large mass of rotten roots condensed into a wooden skeleton in front of her. It kept roaring at her, and tried to touch her with its fangs and claws. But every time it was about to catch her - even when she herself thought it would be touched, a large ball of golden flame would emerge from the surface of this thing, burning the part of the limbs closest to her to ashes.
That gunshot was—
Turning around, she saw a not-so-tall figure standing beside the bed, with smoke still coming out of the muzzle of the gun in his hand.
"Come down!" Asfen's puppet face was tense, and he fired continuously at the skull's forehead. "You don't even know what it is... How can you think of communicating with it?"
I don't--
Hitzfeld frowned deeply.
With the help of her left eye, she was sure that what she saw was not an illusion, which meant that she could not have been deceived by this thing in some way.
Those conversations...that promise...that oath, they should all be true!
But it's no use saying this now.
Asfen had already assumed that the monster had discovered them, so hiding was meaningless, and explaining what had just happened was too difficult. She had no hope of convincing Asfen to accept the possibility of reconciliation with a giant monster that had just eaten dozens - possibly hundreds of people, so the only option left was to run.
Or fight to the death.
"boom!"
There was another loud noise, and the walls, the room, and even the whole house seemed to shake. Hitzfeld hadn't even gotten out of bed yet, but he was thrown into the air and landed on the ground.
She knew how stupid it was to stay in the room with Asfen, so she ran towards the door without even looking back and staggered.
There was a sharp pain in my left eye.
Is this some kind of early warning mechanism?
She made a humorous complaint and lunged forward, doing a rare forward roll with her body. She took the opportunity to glance over and saw a huge twisted tentacle lashing behind her like a whip.
The floor was directly torn apart by this blow, and a lot of debris flew out, one of which hit Asfen.
Hitzfeld's heart tightened.
She saw clearly that the wooden board had hit him right in the heart!
Before she could say anything, Asfen's shadow jumped out quickly and passed by her as if nothing had happened.
Only then did Hitzfeld realize that he was not a human. He immediately got up and ran desperately behind him.
The troll was obviously angry.
She didn't know whether she was angry because the prey had escaped or because Hitzfeld had violated the "contract"... If Hitzfeld were to decide for himself, she didn't know which possibility she hoped for.
reconciliation?
Is there any possibility of reconciliation?
There are evil species with faith or something like that... maybe it's really an illusion.
There were loud noises of the floor being torn and smashed behind him. Hitzfeld ran to the stairs despite the shaking. When he looked up, he saw Xia Yibing rushing down from the third floor, looking at him with joy on her face.
"I was worried about making some noise..." she whispered, "What if I startled that thing...so I didn't dare to look for you..."
"Is this the time to talk about this?" Asfen was guarding the intersection, raising the pistol he had just reloaded while running and shooting at the back.
"Where's your knife?"
"Come and help!"
"boom!"
In the time it took to say these few words, several huge shadows suddenly jumped out from the back of the corridor, pierced through Asfen's hands and nailed him, pushing him up from the ground and slamming him heavily against the wall behind him.
Pippen and others who followed Xia Yibing down were horrified when they saw this scene.
How many holes will be poked in the body?
It's too tragic to die...
But something even more shocking happened. Asfen, who was nailed to the wall by the roots of the tree branches, was still alive and could even hold the gun steadily and shoot at the monster!
