“Break through!!”
"Ouch! Ouch!!"
A group of fools, after being bewitched, seem to have forgotten the fear of the enemy. They are full of confidence and look forward to the future, but they don't know that they are just the projections left by the losers in the long river of time.
Destined... fate?
Unable to control her emotions, the girl dug her nails into her palms.
Then she would give it a try...
Turning my gaze, I glanced through the crowd and caught a glimpse of the petite little girl curled up in her father's arms.
Miss Walnut...
She saw the girl lip syncing to her.
it's me.
She did the same to her.
I was sent by the goddess to save you.
Chapter 92: Secret Cannibalism
After the introduction, Hitzfeld finally knew the names of the father and daughter.
The slovenly father's name was Joemy Rock, and the girl he had been holding was Doris Rock.
Because Hitzfeld showed amazing courage when facing the demon, although others were still skeptical about her skills and marksmanship, they were still willing to give her a chance... and asked her if she wanted to join them temporarily.
"I don't want to lie to you. We are indeed going to break out." It was rare for Arthur to be willing to talk nicely. "If you don't want to leave, stay here. We will leave you a day's worth of food and water."
This grumpy old man wasn't always like this. He was probably like the people in the shelter, or even most of the people in the town, because he had become mentally disturbed due to excessive sleeplessness.
If you can't sleep all the time, your temper will be very bad, not to mention that they have to endure suspicion and fear. Hitzfeld understands their feelings very well, and she also feels from the bottom of her heart that Blackwood Town more than 40 years ago was really a hell on earth.
The Golem Curse...
This was the first evil disaster he had ever encountered. In terms of scale, harmfulness and impact, this thing was much more powerful than the Linghai virus.
Hitzfeld promised Arthur that he would act with them next time, which made Arthur very satisfied. He said that he could let her hold the gun temporarily, and came over to whisper to her: "Help me keep an eye on the others, and tell me if you have any doubts."
Is he trying to divide the leadership of Rafa Pisis?
Maybe it was well-intentioned, but the operation was too lame. Moreover, dispersing power in such a life-and-death situation was not a good thing. Hitzfeld began to wonder whether he should find an opportunity to make Arthur become the same as in history.
The shelter was in operation, and people opened the doors of some warehouses. Some of the doors had several people lying in bed and snoring, while some of the doors were filled with grains and other supplies.
Arthur opened a door and took out some shovels and hoes and handed them to everyone.
The monastery also had arable land.
In normal times, when they are not wearing clerical robes, they are actually no different from rural farmers.
Hitzfeld still couldn't separate her thoughts from those sighs. She found a place to sit down and watched these people make preparations in silence, thinking in her heart about the final outcome of the first golem curse.
Many people died - that was for sure. The Golem Curse had a strong ability to spread, which she had never seen before. It could be said to be memetic pollution. The two evil disasters forced the Sara royal family to kill all those who knew about it except for the extraordinary. Many of them died unjustly or were implicated.
She wondered if she also had the power to sacrifice others unscrupulously for the sake of the overall situation.
[You don't really intend to play games with the puppet here.]
Suddenly, a familiar voice popped up in her mind.
Why is it familiar?
Oh...it seems to be her own voice.
The impression she got from hearing herself speak was unreal, so she didn't react immediately. She just asked in a low voice after a moment of daze: "Is it you?"
[it's me. ]
“…I thought you didn’t have this ability.”
[That's outside, it's OK here.] The mysterious master said, [Also, don't use 'function' to describe me. Do you like to objectify yourself?]
"I'm sorry." Hitzfeld apologized immediately, and then asked: "You don't want me to stop here...but this is also part of the sea of time, and we are already doing business."
[But I can't see our target.] The mysterious master retorted, [The Corrupted Blood Clan - the Spirit Sea Virus developed by that evil disciple has most likely contaminated the entire secret realm. Theoretically, there should be more monsters here, not just projections on the surface.]
She discussed it with Hitzfeld for a while, and they agreed that the history they were in now was not the deepest part of the sea of time.
[But you said you can't get out...] The mysterious master also had a headache, [This may be because Walnut's nightmare affected the surface time sea, or it may be that the door to the deepest part was closed.]
"Why didn't you try to go in and take a look when you woke it up last time."
[That would alarm you.] The mysterious master snorted, [Then why should I be so shy from the beginning.]
Am I being teased by myself?
Hitzfeld felt a little itchy in her heart, and she couldn't help thinking that it would be nice if the mysterious Lord could continue to exist like this.
[Dangerous thoughts.] A warning immediately came to my mind, [Do you think I'm easy to talk to?]
Of course... because you are another me...
Hitzfeld didn't understand - if this level of kindness wasn't enough to inspire trust, should she treat her like an evil spirit?
[Let me tell you a story.] The mysterious master said, [The past of the earth... has something to do with your father.]
The corner of Hitzfeld's mouth twitched. He was going to use the mysterious memory to educate her.
[That was when he had just taken office. He lacked work experience and was often influenced by his emotions. Once, he went to deal with an 'awakened' who caused casualties... in the 'human desire' aspect, and he could not resist her pleading and let her go.]
"why?"
[Because the Corpse Stitcher himself is also a supernatural being, he can detect many things, including judging whether a person is lying by their heartbeat and pulse when they are talking.]
[The other party was not lying, he was 100% sure. He judged that releasing this extraordinary person was feasible, but it turned out that he was wrong.]
"..." Hitzfeld didn't say anything.
She probably knew what the mysterious master wanted to tell her.
[Some things change gradually.] Mysterious Lord.
[It was like that at the time, as you can see, it was good... but it will corrode and deteriorate at a speed you can't imagine.]
[You may regret for the rest of your life that you ever trusted something like that.]
“…This is the first time I’ve seen someone describe themselves like this.”
[There is nothing that cannot be said.]
The mysterious master said she was very open-minded.
[This blow was nothing compared to the fact that I had to accept that I was not actually 'Eshun Hitzfeld'.]
Hitzfeld was slightly moved.
She wanted to say something, but she actually knew that in the face of some irreconcilable contradictions, such comfort was meaningless.
[I know what you are thinking.]
The mysterious master seemed to chuckle.
[Don't think about those things that don't matter.]
[If this is really Kurumi's dream, I guess the key is the obsession that has been bothering her...]
……
On the other side, Dongquan Island.
The night fog spread, and the special spiritual sea that appears once a week came again.
The fat deputy chosen by Xia Yibing, Ruger Mendy, was hiding trembling in the No. 3 post. He actually didn't want to take this responsibility at all, but the woman told him - since you regard yourself as the person in charge of the case everywhere, you have to do what can best prove your worth.
Ruger didn't think so at all. He felt that this kind of work could be done by anyone and there was no need for him to lead the way.
Cruel woman... She is using me as bait!
Ruge cursed in his heart, but his hands did not slow down at all. He operated the telescope to observe the situation, then went to the transmitter and sent back what he observed via telegram.
The entire Dongquan Island is on high alert at this moment, with telegrams spreading through the void. All departments are almost fully armed and ready to go, waiting for the enemy's attack.
"According to your speculation."
Behind the window of the institute, Gray Joe in a wheelchair whispered, "They will use a method similar to hypnosis to control us to go out."
"Yes." Xia Yibing nodded.
"And your solution is sniping? Who is the target you want to interfere with?"
"It would be best if we can interfere with the Corrupted Blood." Xia Yibing said, "If we can't...some sacrifices will be necessary."
Gray Joe frowned, and then asked, "How many groups of people like this have you arranged?"
“Everyone has it.”
"You want a river of blood to flow here?"
"I think it's more dignified to be killed by your own people than to end up like that."
Grey-Joe couldn't refute her, he remembered what the Corrupted Bloods did to humans.
"The spirits can hurt them... You are not actually afraid of contact with them."
After thinking for a while, he said again.
"But you said you were leaving..."
"I can't kill them all."
Xia Yibing shook her head.
"And I can't tolerate that the person I care about most will appear in front of me in a different way."
Chapter 93: White-hot
Shaking off her ponytail, Xia Yibing strode back to the office without even looking at the nervous glances directed at her.
It looked like she was going against the flow - when everyone was holding weapons and ready to face life and death, she was the only one with her back to the enemy. She looked very irresponsible, or even a deserter.
But not.
Her battlefield is not here, and she also has her work to do.
And the importance may be much higher than staying here.
After instructing that no one was allowed to disturb her during this period, Xia Yibing entered the office, locked the door, quickly sat down on the chair, and took out a small crystal bottle from the drawer.
She needed to fall asleep, but she was too excited mentally right now, so she needed a little help.
She unscrewed the bottle and carefully poured three drops of liquid onto her tongue. The woman retracted her tongue tip and swallowed them with her saliva. After a while, she felt her brain begin to feel dizzy.
But she couldn't sleep yet.
Her spirit had recovered a little compared to before, so she immediately closed her eyes and tried to activate the "same vision" here.
Her vision grew darker as her eyelids closed, but soon light returned and she saw Hitzfeld's private chambers.
In front of it is a bunch of iron bars. This is a black owl. It is locked in a cage in the corner. There is clean water and meat in the sink, and it was enjoying it deliciously the last second.
The arrival of its master's consciousness made it very uncomfortable, but who could have prevented it from defying this power? Xia Yibing controlled the black owl to stretch out its mouth to poke the lock of the cage door, flapped its wings, and flew out.
She was free again.
She flapped her wings and flew onto the table, and the first thing she saw was the person she cared about most lying on the bed.
She was a little nervous, because according to Xia Yibing's understanding of the girl, no matter what time it was - even when Nan Xinze was fighting a newspaper war, she planned to face the danger alone, and she also paid attention to her demeanor before going to bed.
Simply put, she would not allow herself to dream in a too sloppy image.
It was just like this now: the direction in which Hitzfeld fell was not level with the mattress. She was not sleeping in the middle, but it seemed more like she was awakened by something and then thrown onto the bed.
The puppet of the tree people...
Xia Yibing also saw Hu Tao. She suppressed her sleepiness and thought for a while, trying to guess what had happened.
It turns out that Hitzfeld is planning to use this eternal night to enter the dream... She should be planning to enter the mysterious space where she took me last time to find the wandering spirit, and then try to destroy or completely close that place.
But that is the source of the Sea of Time... If the Sea of Time is so easy to solve, why didn't our Goddess get rid of it once and for all?
