This erosion is useless?
She immediately realized that this was important information.
Then the environment suddenly changed again: the inscriptions that had not been destroyed lit up one after another, all the characters flew into the air, stuck to the open door, and actually began to close with it.
boom! ! !
No one could stop the situation from getting worse, and the door was simply sealed.
"Damn it!"
A curse came from the blood mud and quickly flowed toward the center of the tombstone circle - the exposed concave mouth was actually closing!
It's closed here!
It must get out of here first!
It was like a soft stream of water rushing in, drilling into the groove, and disappearing in a spin.
Roar--
Seeing this scene, the fire dragon howled and spread its wings to glider over.
It had no rational mind and didn't care how narrow the cave was relative to its body size. It just stretched its neck and squeezed in regardless.
Click click click——
Its fascia and bones were shattered by the compression.
Click click click——
Its muscle tissue began to tear.
But it doesn't care.
It fought for its life and paid a price that no living creature could bear. Its entire body was stretched and crushed, and it quickly drilled out of the cave.
"boom!"
The next moment, a circle of spiral blade parts rose from under the hole.
It was completely sealed off.
The flame goes out.
The light fades.
Everything, along with the secrets hidden here and the corpses buried under the treasures, returns to the most primitive darkness.
waiting.
It was opened again from the outside.
Chapter 108 The Benefits of Mimicry
Feeling a squeezing sensation in his chest, Hitzfeld suddenly opened his eyes.
She felt a little dizzy and thought it was probably because her left eye had taken too much energy.
The projection was not short at all, and it presented a lot of details and feedback information. In addition, she was almost fully engaged in it, so it was normal for her to consume a lot of energy.
Her body felt heavy, as if someone was pressing on her right side. She had completely lost feeling from her right shoulder to her right fingertips.
The familiar fragrance told her that it was none other than Xia, so she did not overreact. She simply raised her single eyelid and stared at the mixed-haired loli standing beside the small iron bed, holding the fire knife and playing with it.
"Ah!" Sixus looked at the knife for a while before realizing that she had woken up. He quickly let go of the knife and stepped back. "Psycho! She didn't even make a noise after waking up!"
"You could have taken it away from me." Hitzfeld rolled his eyes.
The fire knife was still pressing against her chest, almost right through the middle of the valley. If she lowered her head a little, it would touch her chin.
Before experiencing the projection, she had at most found it a little embarrassing, but now, she found it disgusting.
After all, she already knew what the Fei Che Holy Spring was.
The legendary fire-starting knife was refined in the Holy Spring of Feiche. Touching this thing means indirectly touching the stinking monster.
But Conte-Sixus is obviously not someone who will easily follow orders. On the contrary, in such insignificant matters, she basically deliberately does not give you what you want.
Xia hadn't woken up yet, and Hitzfeld was in no hurry to tell her what he had seen. He could only helplessly watch as she came closer to study the handle of the knife, commenting on the bandages and carvings on it.
Just as she was complaining, the woman on her body trembled and stretched out her right hand, trying to find a place to support herself.
But their current posture is like this after all... so this natural movement just happened to grab and pinch... which made Hitzfeld and the woman who just woke up stunned.
Sixus watched the whole thing and immediately let out a sarcastic smile: "You can pretend I don't exist. It's just right. I can also study how women do it..."
Hitzfeld glanced at her, then raised his head and said, "When you were still asleep just now, she poked my chin with the handle of a knife."
Sixus's expression suddenly changed.
"Really?" Xia Yibing looked down at the place where the fire knife had passed through, imagined the scene, looked up, and stared at the doctor with wolf-like eyes.
"Who am I in your opinion?" Sixus was furious. He stammered as he explained and kept glancing at the girl with a look of surprise, astonishment, and disbelief.
Damn it.
Hasn't she always been a very "well-behaved" person?
And why do I have the illusion that the relationship between these two people has become warmer than before after they woke up from sleeping together?
Just as she was complaining in her heart, she saw the woman with the ponytail grab the fire knife and throw it away as if she were treating a poisonous insect or a ferocious beast, and it hit the ground with a "clang".
"...What on earth do you want to do?" Sixus looked at the knife and then at the woman's expression, suspecting that what she was studying and playing with was not a knife, but a poisonous black snake with its body stretched straight.
"That knife may not be clean." Xia Yibing shook her head. "Although I have touched it, but... just in case."
Then it was Hitzfeld's turn to speak, and he explained to her as briefly as possible about the first dream they had had and the projection they had just experienced.
"Can I assume you are telling a story?" Sixus really looked like he was listening to a story.
"Don't make me despise your professionalism." Hitzfeld said coldly.
You are not an ordinary person. In fact, you yourself are a victim of the Mimic virus. You have been working in the Pollution Inspection Department for so many years and you are definitely knowledgeable. But you start to doubt this story... Who are you trying to fool?
"Okay... okay..." It was rare that the mixed-haired loli didn't get angry after being ridiculed. She began to pace back and forth in circles in this small open space with her hands folded and her head lowered, muttering to herself as she walked.
"Mythology... Myth of the Sun King... The Dragon God Kyle is actually the child of the goddess..."
"And he did all that stupid stuff... Mimics were a byproduct of research on an ancient virus? Was it just a failure? This is crazy—"
"But it does explain why they are so different... It also explains why that fluid has such tenacious vitality... This is great, this place is really cool..."
"Is that all you care about?" Xia Yibing frowned when she heard what she whispered. "Russell might be plotting something. A monster is hiding in the darkness and lurking around... Don't you think we're in danger now?"
"It's dangerous, so be it." Sixus looked up at her and said, "I'm a doctor, not a detective or a fighter... It's your job to solve the case and handle the situation. I'm only responsible for doing some minor research and helping you with surgery."
"If that thing has survived until today, and it is the one secretly controlling the Mimics and the Dead, do you think it will let you go?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't let me go. After all, the worst case scenario is that you're all dead, and then I change my face and sneak back to Sara..."
Xia Yibing had already gotten up from the girl and was sitting on the bed with her. When she heard this, she wanted to jump down and punch the doctor twice on the spot.
"Don't - I think Connie is joking." Hitzfeld tried his best to prevent a medical dispute and tried to comfort the woman, "Don't get excited... Connie is one of the few people we can trust."
"Her!?" Xia Yibing was obviously very dissatisfied with Xixus. She pointed at her and glared at the girl. "You also know that she has those things in her body. How can you be sure that she is not controlled?"
"It's very simple." Sixus snapped his fingers in the air.
"That's why you don't understand, Director Xia Sha... Let me help you recall... Aisuen seemed to have mentioned that the fire dragon had been tried to be parasitized by it, but it was completely ineffective?"
"That's right." Hitzfeld nodded. "I'm sure the contact time was not short, but Baal was not affected at all."
"That's right." Sixus narrowed his eyes. "If I'm not mistaken, the suicide note my father left behind asked me to find the things in the secret room and eat them. In fact, they have similar effects to what Bal-Glarant ate."
"Efficacy." Hitzfeld thought for a moment, "New mimicry method?"
"That's right." Sixus raised his little fist and shook it in the air.
"You mentioned earlier that it called that thing a 'structural diagram', and you suspected that it was a compressed flesh and blood product..."
"It's just a suspicion—"
"Almost. It's impossible for a piece of paper to turn into an ancient fire dragon after being eaten."
"Their principles are the same." Sixus became more and more certain. "That was picked by my father. By condensing many mimics - we might as well call those monsters with fixed skeletons the 'first generation' - that piece of meat condensed a lot of the essence of the 'first generation'. Then he may have seen it during the escape, and he is sure that eating that core will make people look similar to the 'first generation' but different. The difference is that we are still ourselves, we will not be affected, we will not be swallowed, our thoughts can still play a leading role, and only the flesh has been changed..."
"That's 'simulacrum,' isn't it?" She looked up suddenly.
"The 'schema' eaten by Baal-Glarant might just be targeting a dragon."
"Then the things I ate correspond to the first generation of Mimics - I mimicked them!"
Xia Yibing stared at her for a while.
"You don't think that with the mimicry you can be immune to the parasite..."
"But this is the fact." Sixus spread his hands.
"I have a mimicry, and the 'Generations' have lost their desire to devour me."
"Bal-Glarant has a mimicry, and even the original thing can't do anything to it."
"I tend to think of mimicry as tampering with genes, like a lock with only one keyhole. You have inserted one key into it, and someone else has another key - naturally there is nowhere to poke it!"
This explanation is easier to accept.
But it's still ridiculous.
After all, the matter is of great importance, and they need more conclusive evidence that can make them completely believe it.
"It's not like nothing."
Sixus turned around and looked at a sealed petri dish in the corner. It was filled with transparent liquid and a blood-stained page of the book was suspended in the middle of the liquid.
Next to this thing was another sealed glass box. The corpse of a gray mouse was lying on the ground with its four legs facing the sky, and fleshy tentacles were constantly spreading from its body.
Chapter 109: Mimicry Array
"I mean, is it possible that there is no so-called 'Mimetic Demon Clan', and there has always been only this 'individual'?"
Seeing Xixus relying on the fact that he had "the key inserted" to conduct the experiment without even wearing gloves, Xia Yibing said with some concern.
She was worried that all the Mimic virus currently circulating in Talignan - all the parasites and deformed forms caused by the virus - were strictly speaking just clones of that monster.
It was like it suddenly had a lot of eyes and ears, including the gray mouse in the box.
Should they treat it more cautiously? They didn't even know if this thing retained human-level hearing and could hear their conversation through the box.
"It's possible, but not very likely." Sixus was concentrating on the experiment. It was Hitzfeld who answered, "Remember the blood mud monster in Senling City? Although we don't know what that thing wants to do, it is also studying itself - this is very clear. It gave me the impression of an 'old thing' who is good at endurance and forbearance, and once he makes a move, he will definitely get it. The fake Russell we met in the woods, his actions were too rash in comparison..."
Xia Yibing frowned at first, and began to recall the battle she had encountered in the woods of Metz County.
That fake Russell... I didn't think much about it at the time. I just thought it was Russell who betrayed me, or that the enemy deliberately disguised himself as him.
But if you think about it carefully, the fake Russell even simulated the real Russell's robotic arm - this secret is not something that can be known casually, right?
Those who knew it were either close to Russell, like them, or his colleagues or superiors.
So does the Mimic have spies in Saradu, or is Russell secretly working with the Mimic?
Russell is highly suspicious. Assuming that he is acting in the interests of the Thorn Birds and everything he does is to restore the Igor family's dominance in the West hundreds of years ago, then he does have enough motives to target Hitzfeld.
Because Hitzfeld's body contains the flesh and blood of the goddess. Excluding all other factors, this alone is enough for them to covet her.
It was not wrong to say that Hitzfeld was the heir to the Dragon Tomb. If the requirement for opening the fourth level of the Dragon Tomb was "dragon god blood of sufficient purity", then whose blood could be purer than hers?
Kyle? Kyle was just the goddess' child. Half of his blood came from the goddess. With this kind of inheritance relationship, Hitzfeld was likely to be able to open the Dragon Tomb.
They needed Hitzfeld to play this role... they needed her to open the door... and then control her, so that they could get a fragile and easy-to-control Dragon Queen, and they could completely recreate a new Miranda.
Thinking of this, Xia Yibing had to admit that Hitzfeld's feeling made some sense - no matter how those monsters knew the secret of Russell's mechanical arm, or whether they had a cooperative relationship with him, it would be unwise to rashly expose this information. This was indeed very different from their leader, the main body (if the concept of the main body existed).
"It's definitely not an individual one." Sixus interrupted, "I said, the most amazing thing about these things is not their toxicity or infectiousness...it's their vitality! Vitality, understand?"
"Speak Sarai." Xia Yibing lowered her eyes.
"That is to say..." Sixus looked up at her, "If they want to infect you, the process is very gentle."
"Think about their ancestors. Those ancient viruses lived in the lava layer thousands of meters below the earth's crust with a temperature of over 3000°... squeezed by the earth veins and tortured by the high temperature, they had long since abandoned everything in order to survive. A living body is heaven to them."
"What does this mean?" Hitzfeld also looked at her.
"Isn't it obvious what this means?" Sixus glared at her. "Think about the 'Lazuli-Deka' in your description! Did he become a complete monster?"
