Kyle...
The sounds came from all directions. Looking around, the animals, humans, giants, and colossi... each one was moving their lips, tongues, and mouthparts, and millions of voices converged into one will.
Bo... Kai...
Bo... Kai...
Bo... Kai...
Bo... Kai...!!!
Hitzfeld finally understood the origin of his name.
Not 'Bokan'.
It should be 'Bokai'.
The ancient life excavated by Kyle was reawakened by him.
Then, they wanted to repay him out of a sense of gratitude, and to a certain extent regarded his obsession as their own.
That's why they look like Kyle in the projection.
But at the same time she felt a sense of alarm - since these strange things could make such whispers, it meant that they were no longer clean.
They have been contaminated by Bokan.
Became part of it.
At least it's a parasite.
Bokan's consciousness should be awakening gradually now.
This fully demonstrates that the entire Dragon Tomb is no longer safe. The reason why no abnormalities are noticed now is probably because the Dragon Tomb is too large and the number of viruses that need to be aggregated and awakened is too large, so it is calm for the time being.
No...it's not calm...
Turning around suddenly, she was not surprised to see another figure torn out from the lying Ma Kai, as if in a dream, also singing along with the murmurs.
Yes, that's right.
Kyle's body... Dragon Tomb... Although it has flesh and blood, it is already a corpse. It will take a lot of time for the virus to completely contaminate it and control it at will.
But normal life in the Dragon Tomb is different.
Ma Kai is just an ordinary person, and he was sprayed with disgusting mucus. It would be strange to say that he was not abnormal at all.
I have to tell others about my discovery as soon as possible...
Hitzfeld thought to himself.
They must leave before this thing wakes up completely!
"Xia——" She turned to the right.
"Aisun?" The woman lowered her head.
"I saw that this place is actually--"
"Bo... Kai..."
Hitzfeld paused abruptly, the color draining from his face in an instant.
impossible.
but……
She lowered her head a little bit, and using only her left eye, she saw that at the woman's ankles, beneath the thin stockings, there were clusters of twisted tumors emerging.
On each tumor was a face like that of a woman, and they all murmured devoutly:
"Bo... Kai..."
"Bo... Kai..."
Chapter 130: Mechanical Awakening
"Aisun...why...are you looking at my feet?"
Xia Yibing took the girl's strange behavior very seriously, and her voice sounded heavy.
She knew that Hitzfeld almost never joked.
If she feels something is not good, then it must be really not good.
"Xia...you...can't feel anything on your feet?" Hitzfeld looked up and stared at her face, his expression empty and his voice even sounded a little weak.
“No feeling at all.”
Xia Yibing frowned at first, then recalled the battle with Bokan just now, and her expression froze.
I have indeed come into close contact with that alienated flesh and blood.
So I'm infected?
She looked down at her ankles and moved them, but felt nothing unusual.
The surface is also flat and smooth.
This……
Not so much...
"It's entirely possible that the infected can't feel anything abnormal." Xixus also understood what they were talking about. He frowned, came over to check Xia Yibing's ankle, and asked her in detail about the details of her previous battle with Bokan.
"There is a possibility of infection," she commented, "...it is likely very high."
That's an understatement.
She said to herself in her mind.
Just analyzing the situation, the possibility of infection is more than 80%, not to mention that this was discovered by Aisuen...
Glancing at the girl, Sixus thought of her magical left eye.
Not surprising, is it?
Being in such an environment - inside the body of a virus monster!
Not to mention close contact, it would not be surprising to be infected even by breathing the air.
But still, I feel a little melancholy.
How to say it... Although she has lived long enough, and because of her job, she has become accustomed to the separation of life and death over the years.
But when this tragedy happened again and again before her eyes, and she found herself still as powerless as before...she would still hate fate, hate its cruelty and ruthlessness.
"Are you sure she is hopeless?" His thoughts were interrupted. Sixus looked up and saw Hitzfeld staring at him with a fierce expression.
"I didn't say that..."
"But that's what you think! Your expression, your demeanor, those details all say that—"
Ah, that's why I hate detectives...
"Aisun." After thinking for a while, Sixus took a deep breath, "I know this is hard for you to accept, and it's a bit too sudden, but I've seen more sudden partings than this..."
"This is not a farewell."
"Are you letting your emotions get the better of you?" Sixus raised his eyebrows. "Where is your calmness and rationality? Do you think taking her out will solve the problem? You don't want to watch how she becomes--"
"Shut up."
The girl's face suddenly enlarged.
She came closer, and the hair covering her forehead shook away, revealing a pair of enchanting, shining dark golden eyes.
"..." Sixus fell silent.
At that moment, she wanted to tremble.
It was as if all the covers were lifted, and the light shining from those dark golden eyes could illuminate her soul directly.
It is complete suppression and total domination, just like when a species in nature encounters its natural enemy.
"Aisun...don't do this."
In the end, it was Xia Yibing who stepped forward and pulled them apart.
"Well... I'm not dead yet~" She forced a smile, "I think it's too early for you to quarrel over this now."
No matter how careful I was, I still got tricked. It would be a lie to say I'm not sad.
Of course she was sad...
So sad.
When he thought that he might be finished soon, and then thought about Hitzfeld who had just accepted him, thought about her gentleness, her catering to him, and her cute cries...
I'm going to die before I have enough of the taste. It's a loss no matter how you think about it.
But instead of losing her composure... instead of crying or anything like that, she showed more calmness.
She had long thought that this day would come.
If it weren't for Hitzfeld.
If she hadn't been "rescued" halfway through, she would have been ten thousand times more numb than she is now.
It was as if she had experienced separation from her companions countless times.
It's just my turn.
So I don’t want to be too ugly and make Aisuen even more sad...
"You won't die."
Hitzfeld looked up at her suddenly and spoke to her syllable by syllable.
"There must be a way."
"We will definitely be able to return safely."
Then she began to pace back and forth in the corridor, pressing her left eye socket, occasionally walking to the closed door behind her and stroking it with her open hands.
There is hope behind this door.
This is something they all know.
Thousands of stone tablets.
Mimicry array diagram.
Those who choose to inherit the new mimicry method may suffer the same fate as Old Baal, but at least they can survive, and at least they are still half human.
But the problem is, this door can't be opened...
Hitzfeld tried many approaches.
Break it with your hands.
Kick with your feet.
Cut your wrist and smear the blood on it.
I even tried sticking out my tongue to lick some gaps...but the door didn't move at all.
Xia Yibing felt heartbroken watching from the side.
She felt that she would die if she wanted to, and there was no need for the girl to humiliate herself like this.
But before she could express her opinion, the girl took her hand and held it hand in hand, allowing her to have close contact with the gate.
The result is of course the same.
Sixus looked at it with raised eyebrows.
Isn't this nonsense...If Sheriff Xiasha had something special, she wouldn't be infected so easily.
"There's a crack here." Hitzfeld hadn't given up yet and pointed to an inconspicuous depression in the middle of the door.
"Where's the fire starter? Stick it in and see."
Xia Yibing did as she was told.
But still... not moving at all.
