Siren Blade

Chapter 187

If the wooden token is a monitor, it's no wonder Zhu An is unwilling to tell me the details of the wooden token.Because since it is to spy secretly, letting the person being watched know that he is being watched is tantamount to failure.

She probably wants to see what I do when I am alone, or when she is not watching, so as to judge my true personality.Just a bracelet that detects lies is not enough to reassure her, this is her second plan.

As the saying goes, "a gentleman is cautious in his independence", many people who seem to be gentlemen may not be so gentlemen in private, and some people even think that they are gentlemen, and they are not aware of their hypocrisy, and these may be alone. when exposed.Whether I am a good person or an evil person, whether I am pretending or being sincere, maybe she thinks that she must study it clearly.

And whether I am good or evil, she will most likely insist on revenge in the end.At least that's what I believe, or expect.But even if the outcome is certain, the process is not necessarily unimportant.If it were me, I would also hope that my enemy is really a bad guy who is so evil that he has sores on his head and pus on his feet until the last moment, and he will never repent, so that I can abandon all entanglements and take revenge with straightforward anger up.

In addition, the wooden token actually exploited a flaw in my awareness of malice, and it was the first time I noticed that I still had such a flaw.Strictly speaking, Zhu An did not "look at me" through wooden tokens, but "looked at what I was looking at" by connecting my perception.Because the gaze was not directed at me, but at the things around me, I could not perceive her resentful gaze.I don't know whether she did it on purpose or touched this flaw by mistake.

"There should be other important information in the memory of the red glove." I continued to ask the siren, "Why does he have a fantasy immortality?"

"Because the fanatics taught some of the senior researchers in the eve the fantasy immortality technology, and the dawn dream of the eve headquarters is a special dream that can support the dream immortality." She replied, "the missionaries have some fantasy immortality in their hands slots, and he allocated one of those slots to the Red Gloves."

"Does Eve now have the ability to mass-produce the fantasy undead body?" I couldn't help asking.

"No. The senior researchers the night before were actually unable to fully understand the fanatic's fantasy immortality technology. For example, they could not use their own power to create a second special dream that could support the fantasy immortality, while the current dawn dream is Created by fanatics, the number of Dream Immortals is limited. The Red Gloves don’t know the total number of places the night before, but the number should not be many.” She seemed to think about it, and added, “Maximum [-].”

Even if there were "only" a hundred demon warlocks equipped with fantasy undead bodies, that would be too outrageous.The fanatic really left an incredible legacy to Eve.

It would be great if such a powerful warlock was in the Security Bureau.As much as I want to say it, unfortunately the Security Service is not a serious organization either.

"Also, it's about the ruins of random numbers..." Siren continued, "The senior researchers of the night before created a large number of failed products when they tried to reproduce the Dawn Dream, and those failed products were piled up in the Dawn Dream. The surrounding area, and finally formed, is the messy ruins we are in now."

"The Ruins of Random Numbers is the outer area of ​​the Dawn Dream?" I was greatly surprised, and at the same time quickly scanned the desolate and chaotic scene of different space around me.

That's it, no wonder I think Liucheng's collective dream looks like random ruins, because the random ruins are the technical achievements of imitating fanatics.Strictly speaking, it should be that the Ruins of Random Numbers looks like the collective dream of Liucheng.

I then asked: "If I keep going deep into the Ruins of Random Numbers, will I be able to reach the Dreamland of Dawn directly in the end?"

"That's impossible. Although the former is the periphery of the latter, those senior researchers have set up obstacles between the two. The closer the interior of the random number ruins is to the position of the dawn dream, the more chaotic time and space will be, and in the end it will even Just like you touched the boundary of the distorted space before, you were sent back to a random location inside the random ruins." Siren said.

"Then, does Red Glove know the entrance and the way to enter the Dream of Dawn?" I asked, "Since he has achieved the dream of immortality through the Dream of Dawn, then his body must be in the Dream of Dawn, right?"

"He doesn't know. Originally, members of his level shouldn't even have access to the information related to the dawn dream, and even the information just now is a not-so-important secret that the missionaries casually told him in the past." She said , "And even if he obtained the dreamy immortal body under the relationship of the missionary, the main body was transported to the dawn dream in a state of coma throughout the entire process."

"A man as cautious as him would accept leaving his body in that defenseless state for a long time?" I asked.

"Dream immortality has such value that people like him can't help being greedy. Although we killed him very easily, the possibility that people with dream immortality will be actually killed by other warlocks is originally Infinitely close to zero. Even if there is really no one in a thousand situations that will affect the body, as long as you commit suicide, you can quickly evacuate from the danger." She said, "In a sense, people with dreamy immortality are like As a video game player, no matter how many times the character you control dies in the 'dream', it will not affect yourself in the 'reality'."

Hearing this, I asked strangely: "Then why didn't he commit suicide just now? He knew that I could kill the undead body of Dreaming, right?"

"He is also trying to commit suicide, but your killing speed is much faster than his suicide speed." She seemed a little speechless, "Besides, he didn't expect you to kill him when you came up, thinking that you would definitely capture him alive Torture information."

The last person who said that he could kill himself faster than me was Yuchi, but Yuchi is a main-level warlock anyway, and it is understandable that the red gloves cannot follow suit.

"In addition, he also paid the price for his greed. While his body was sleeping, the missionaries took this opportunity to transform his body into a puppet that could only obey his orders." The siren continued Said, "That's why the missionary will rest assured that he will develop his eyes and ears. Because although he still retains his own mind, he can no longer disobey any order of the missionary."

"The losers have their own little thoughts. Compared with the red gloves, they will naturally not be able to continue to be used by missionaries..." I straightened out some of the previous questions, and then asked, "Bite blood was in the screening hall before. It’s impossible for Red Gloves not to know about the traps they set up, so he must also know that Bite Blood is in cooperation with missionaries, right? Does he know why Bite Blood cooperates with missionaries?”

"He knows this, because the missionary has mentioned biting blood to him." She said, "This matter actually has something to do with fanatics. Before they died, fanatics transferred part of their technological heritage to Missionaries, but this is not free. In exchange, missionaries must use their own technology in the field of life and medicine to provide a certain degree of support for Bite Blood."

"For Bite Blood, not for the fanatics themselves?" I was puzzled at first, but suddenly realized, "I understand, the reason why Bite Blood was on the side of the fanatics in the mirage was also because of this exchange of interests? Bite The price of blood is to help the fanatics kill Juzhong and destroy the Phantom Security Bureau?"

"It should be like this." She said, "biting blood seems to want to continue to prolong her life with the help of missionary technology. Because she just rejuvenated, and did not get the longevity she pursued. After decades, she will still face The predicament of aging and death. Instead of cramming again when the time comes, it is better to make a plan early and let the missionaries who are good at immortality technology study the method for themselves."

"So if the missionary dies, she will have a headache." I said, "Actually, she doesn't need to be so troublesome, just eat 'Weichi' at that time."

"The following is just my analysis based on the knowledge of demons I have seen in the past. Perhaps the object she wants to devour when she is rejuvenated, the condition is not only that it must be a mixed-blood demon or a warlock who has fused with a demon, but also has to be in the same spiritual power as herself. The level is similar." She speculated, "When she was a main-level warlock, the living sacrifice she chose was Yuchi; and when she was a super-main-level warlock, she had to devour another super-main-level warlock. "

"She certainly doesn't want to take the risk of calculating warlocks who are similar to her power level every time." I said, "So has she gained any results from missionaries?"

"Not yet." She said, "The missionaries seem to have recently developed some kind of life transfer ritual spell, which can extract the life of the living sacrifice and transfer it to the target. But this method has a high rate of life transfer loss , and must be established on the premise that the living sacrifice is voluntary, and even the ceremony itself must be presided over by the living sacrifice itself. It is still in the experimental stage, and it is not clear whether it is suitable for the special physique of biting blood."

I slowly digested the information in my heart, and then moved on to the next question, "Why did the missionary summon the random ruins in Puqing City and kill everyone in Puqing City? Did he tell the reason for doing so?" Red Gloves?"

"Red Gloves also asked the missionary why he did that, but it seemed to involve some very important secrets from the night before, and the missionary didn't tell him directly." She replied, "However...the missionary did it after that. He said some strange things, and I don't know if there is any connection with his purpose."

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's a bit complicated to say it directly, so I'll just 'replay' it for you." She said.

"Then I leave it to you to be vigilant," I said.

As I promised, my vision was darkened by the Siren's manipulation.

Then, in the darkness, a flame lit up—it was the flame of the fireplace. At this moment, "I" was already in a certain classical Western-style living room.

This is the perspective of Red Glove's memory. He is standing next to the sofa at this time, and there is another person in the living room.It was a bald man wearing round-rimmed glasses standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.From the mental activity of the red gloves, I could tell that the man was the missionary whom Zhu An and I were trying to track down.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the night and the rain. With his back to the red gloves, the missionary seemed to be watching the rainwater beating densely on the windowpane and then slipping down one after another.

"You ask me why I did that kind of thing in Puqing City? This is not something you can know now." The missionary said.

"Then I won't ask." Red Gloves said bluntly.I sensed that he had a strong hatred for missionaries and didn't even mind showing it.But he is already the puppet of the missionaries, so it is useless to hate him so much.Perhaps it is precisely because of this that missionaries always show extra "tolerance" to him.

"Did you know? A long time ago, there were a lot of conflicts between people who could use spells and people who couldn't." The missionary said, "The former, that is, the ancient warlocks, thought they should be the leader of human civilization." The ruler launched a series of large-scale actions."

Why did he suddenly say this?Although Red Gloves was puzzled, he felt that it might have something to do with what the missionaries were going to do in Puqing City, so he focused his attention and said, "Those ancient magicians all failed in the end."

"Yes, they failed. It's obvious, just look at the world today." Then the missionary asked, "But why?"

"Because the vast majority of human beings are unable to perceive spirituality and the hidden world. Warlocks are residents of the hidden world and cannot gain a place in the consensus of the secular society. Are there other reasons?" Red Gloves said .

"No, there is no other reason. Even if there is, it can be overcome. Only this is the only reason that cannot be overcome. But the ancient warlocks did not simply throw up their hands and surrender. In order to overcome this, they did many different things. Try. For example, they found that even ordinary people would activate their instincts of consciousness when they were in the hidden world, and maintain awareness of things in the hidden world at all times..." The missionary said, "Therefore, some ancient warlocks set off enough A super-secret event covering the whole world. Many myths circulating in today's secular society are based on what the warlocks did at that time."

"I've heard this saying before. But things like that can't last, right? Even if it's powerful enough to affect the whole world, it will dissipate one day." Red Gloves said.

"That's right, so they had to find other methods. Several super organizations that ruled the global hidden world at the time, with the same status as today's Security Bureau, came up with a certain 'genius idea'." The missionary said sarcastically, "They found that they couldn't overcome the problem of 'ordinary people can't continue to recognize secrets' anyway, so they simply didn't overcome it and chose another route."

His strange smile was reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Since the vast majority of people in this world can't perceive the hidden world and cannot be ruled by us, then it's okay to just kill them all?"

The red glove was stunned, and then said: "If this kind of thing is done, the only ones left will be human beings who can perceive the secret... Wait, if there are people with low talents among their descendants, What should I do with the child who cannot perceive the secret, should I kill it too?"

"Kill them too. That's what they plan to do," said the missionary. "In their eyes, a child who cannot recognize the hidden is as if born with a handicap. And with the values ​​​​of ancient sorcerers, kill that kind of child." To be born with a severely disabled child, far from being cruel, may be some kind of moral act."

"Then they didn't implement that plan in the end?" asked Red Gloves.

"No, they did," said the preacher.

"That means it didn't succeed, what stopped it?" Red Gloves thought for a while, and then said, "Or maybe they couldn't kill them all?"

"No, they succeeded, and they all killed them all." The missionary uttered terrifying words, "Kill them all and leave no one behind. It's like slaughtering livestock and killing creatures that are not of the same species as themselves. They really Killed all the people who couldn't perceive the secret."

(End of this chapter)