She didn't know whether he simply didn't want to talk about the past or whether he was afraid of being spied on by some invisible entity out of experience.
She sensed his reservations, but she was unwilling to push him any further. She was of course also curious about what he was hiding and why he did it, until she saw Rolla's face clearly in the time frame that her left eye was looking back on.
Roula's lips, nose, and most importantly, her eyebrows. When she saw the eyebrows clearly, she couldn't help but overlap it with the image of the wooden man staring at her through the iron fence, and found that they were almost the same, except that the latter looked more vicissitudes.
So...she felt she had grasped the truth from that moment on.
And it's not without hints, is it?
At the stable where Darent first performed, he interacted intimately with a child for the "first time." It happened to be a girl, and she remembered that he never liked to interact with children.
And that song, the song full of longing. She and Xia Yibing had always thought it was written in memory of Roula, but they overlooked a very important logical fallacy - if it was written in memory of Roula, Roula herself would not have been able to learn this melody.
Whether she died or was taken into the red earth by Jodin, she was far away from the civilized world. Whatever happened to Darent within the city walls afterwards had nothing to do with her, and she had no chance to know this melody.
But the fact is that she knew that Rola's other half, Emperor 'Rola', had used this song to confuse people.
So it could not have been written in her memory. Hitzfeld is inclined to believe that it was written in memory of Mu Ren's real lover, and that he later taught the piece to Rola, which further illustrates the special relationship between them.
Love is selfish. Later lovers may be able to accept that their partner has an ex, but Hitzfeld feels that most people cannot immerse themselves wholeheartedly in that sad emotion.
So the person it commemorates could be Roula's mother?
Father and daughter... Whether from a logical or emotional perspective, if we put this relationship into the picture, everything seems to be explained.
But she really didn't expect that Darent's concealment could have such an effect.
Some of the good ones are too surprising.
"what--!!!"
A sharp cry echoed in the cavity.
It sounded like a human voice, but the sharpness didn't seem to come from a human organ. Everyone could hear endless anger, sadness, and despair in it. They couldn't help but look up at the twisting giant figure and heard it roar again: "Kill them!!!"
Xia Yibing's expression changed, and a white light suddenly exploded from her right hand. The light turned into the shape of a long knife, and when she turned her wrist forward, it cut the shackles on both hands in half.
"Bang bang!" Hitzfeld had taken out the White Whale at some point and fired two shots behind her, knocking away two ferocious-looking cloaked men wrapped in alien shadows.
Seeing their flying reflections, the girl was stunned for a moment.
The power was too great, and the result was completely different from what she had imagined.
She couldn't help but remember that this gun didn't seem to rely solely on "light energy" to propel its power, it should be "heat energy", and it just happened that the place where it was hidden just now was quite warm...
The "Creepers" were still rushing towards this side in an endless stream. Xia Yibing turned into a god of war with a long sword in his hand, chopping down a group of them. Then, he formed a four-cornered circle with Hitzfeld, Darent and Bruce, surrounding Leah and Jonah in the middle.
"Is this the ultimate move you've been holding back for?" She shouted as she hacked at people, "Have you ever thought about the consequences of angering it?"
"You're talking as if I'm in control of this!" Darent had already taken the pistol from Jonah and was urgently reloading the empty magazine. "How should I know what it wants to do?"
"They won't last long!"
In the back, Smail saw this scene and roared: "Everyone look at me - prepare to charge!!"
Smail you are such a lunatic bastard!!!
Frick hastily pulled down his helmet visor and adjusted his power armor to act as the team's drill. At the same time, he cursed Smail in his heart.
Their original plan was to follow the girl's suggestion and "rush in to provide reinforcements at the most critical moment."
Frick had no objection to doing so. What he meant was that he was more in favor of it when the black sea of insects had not yet formed a few minutes ago. But when the sea of insects began to accumulate and more than a dozen emperor worms appeared one after another, he couldn't help but start to feel nervous.
Did Hitzfeld ever think this would be the situation when he gave them the plan?
Based on my understanding of her, she must have a backup plan. But can this backup plan take care of so many bugs? Can it lead everyone out of the encirclement?
"Kangana." Someone suddenly called him from behind.
Frick turned around and was surprised to find that it was Hart.
Hart's injury had not healed yet, and he still had two pieces of plate armor tied to his chest. He held a crusher warhammer that was broken to only two-thirds of its length in one hand, and asked him abruptly: "You are very talented... but do you know why you always can't win?"
"Who can't win?"
"There are many people, not just me and the captain."
Frick's face turned black.
He thought Hart was laughing at him.
"Measure your own behavior." Hart rarely spoke so much at once. "You were the first one who wanted to rush in to save people, and you were the one who got angry because others backed off."
"But now we have to unite and charge in, and you are thinking about something else?"
"Measure yourself, Kangana. This is nothing."
Hart obviously didn't want to say too much, but Flick felt his brain buzzing.
He thought of the Golden Trial.
yes……
I am always looking ahead and behind.
I am indecisive.
I always think too much, trying to calculate and take everything into consideration. This made me suffer a lot in the trial, and even though I understood the golden secret earlier than others, I couldn't use it...
But I passed it after all, didn't I?
I'm no worse than anyone else.
Courage, belief in sacrifice... I have them too!
So what am I worrying about?
The worst that can happen is death!
At this moment, Frick finally understood the biggest difference between him and the ascetic knights.
But he felt very happy in his heart, as if he had been liberated and was free both physically and mentally.
Smail handed over a half-broken lantern.
The last bit of golden flint powder was burning inside, and he knew that this was the last hope for everyone.
But this time he won't hesitate.
He took the lantern, raised it high into the sky, activated all the jet ports of the power armor, and led everyone to charge -
In the camp outside the city, on the altar.
Xia Yibing couldn't count how many people he had killed. Darent only had three magazines, and with no bullets left, he could only engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy like Bruce did.
Hitzfeld was out of bullets and had completely lost her ability to fight. She could only temporarily retreat into the encirclement and be protected in the center by the other three people.
Suddenly, everyone's heart began to beat faster.
It seems like something has been changed quietly.
As if realizing something, Xia Yibing turned back suddenly, only to find that all her companions, including the girl, had turned into alien monsters.
Looking elsewhere, the creepers that rushed towards her turned into cloaked men, and the people she killed instantly changed from evil species to their own kind...
"Beware of its power!"
Qiao Na covered her head with one hand and reminded hurriedly: "That thing was... damaged by me, and its power is out of control!"
It's really out of control.
Hitzfeld, who is currently taking medication and suffering from side effects, agrees with her.
She didn't know how seriously other people's cognition had been tampered with, but for herself... every scene she saw was changing.
Just like Van Gogh's paintings, those mottled blocks of color were trembling and wriggling. Her companions switched back and forth between aliens and humans, one face after another, one face after another... The changes confused her concepts, making her gradually unable to tell who they were.
But that's exactly what she wanted.
Yes.
She knew very well that only by seeing such scenes and pictures could she compare them one by one with her left eye and find those things that would never be affected by the power of the evil god.
Her eyes were fixed on the top of the statue.
Sometimes he stared at the red sword, and sometimes he glanced at the giant insect next to him.
Chapter 95: Healing Sword 1
Perhaps it was influenced by the master's will, or perhaps it was integrated into her body and felt the crisis of death... In short, the "Eye of God" in the eye socket did not completely strike.
It had indeed lost most of its functions, and now it could not even see any illusions. But it still retained the one quality that Hitzfeld valued most: the images it saw were necessarily real.
This was not a coincidence, but a deliberate gamble - the bet was that this thing and the Eye of the Evil God were of the same origin, and that it could also absorb its power.
Isn’t Abu Gesar’s most powerful ability his eyes that can travel through time and space and see through the truth?
So her vision is now actually divided into two again.
On the left is the real space and time that is not affected by any tampering.
The right side is like wriggling paint, an ever-changing abstract painting, and all objects look like terrifying monsters.
Comparing the two, any normal person can easily find the similarities between them - the sword of Ahoin inserted into the Eye of the Evil God, and the faint green light surrounding the giant insect.
The Sword of Ahoyin is a symbol of spring, absorbing corrupted blood and transforming it into the power of growth.
There is no doubt that this is an artifact, so it makes sense that it is not affected.
But it is very thought-provoking that the green light on the side of the giant insect is also not affected... According to Hitzfeld's own speculation, she believes that the source of the green light is most likely "Chiglan's natural magic ball."
This is also a powerful artifact, isn’t it? Rola didn’t pass this thing on before she died, so her body should still retain the power of the artifact.
So, if half of Roula was protected by the artifact and could maintain her true image at least in the eyes of Abu-Gesar, then her other half should be able to do the same.
With this in mind, she tilted her head slightly and discovered that the mysterious woman, Joanna, also had a layer of green light around her!
Moreover, her face was extremely clear. At this moment, it seemed as if everything in the picture was being tampered with, but her appearance was not affected at all, showing a human face - a face that was 80% similar to Roula!
"Take her closer to the statue!" She struggled to remind her companions in the conflict, and at the same time saw a light appearing in the distance.
It was the light of burning golden flint.
Like a ball of twisted paint holding up a torch, all the dark tides retreated as it approached.
The scene of Moses parting the sea was majestic and magnificent, but she had no mind to take a closer look.
"Flick and the others are here too! We must hold on! During this time!!"
Her concerns were justified.
Even for her - don't forget that she has her left eye to see the real picture - staring at the distorted picture on the right side is already a great torture. Xia Yibing and others don't have divine eyes, so it's hard to say how long they can hold on.
She was sure that the images they saw were different, but what worried her most was that she suspected that even the words they heard had been tampered with.
Xia Yibing heard a sharp cry coming from behind her.
This was too absurd... She found it hard to accept that the girl she loved most, the voice she loved so much, would one day become like this.
Therefore, as long as this aspect of cognition is tampered with, the words spoken by the other party will automatically be converted into Worm language...
But what did she say?
Light in the distance?
That's the enemy?
There was no time for her to hesitate in the fierce battle. Xia Yibing reached out and took out the pistol in her arms, swung the knife with her right hand to force away the enemy, and aimed the gun at the cluster of light - at the enemy who was rushing towards her with the light held high.
It seemed like someone was pulling her hand and she pulled it free.
She only believed in Aisuen, and all other interferences seemed to her to be illusions.
Her finger was already on the trigger, and she was sure of what she would do next.
But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped into her arms. It had the dull skin of a worm species, and was surrounded by the faint corpse odor that she was familiar with.
Before she could feel physical disgust, the thing grabbed her right hand and forced her to temporarily let go of the white sword.
Then the next moment, he simply grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest, allowing her to grasp a swollen, extremely dreamy and soft thing.
The woman's thoughts paused.
The next moment, the feeling of touch slipped away from his fingers, and his right hand was pressing on a flat chest.
But she already knew it was an illusion.
