Endless Debt.

It took a long time for Bologo to put the paper in his hand back on the table, as if he had lost all his strength. Bologo was a little unsteady, so he had to hold on to the table to avoid falling down. Feeling dizzy, he groped for himself to sit in the dusty chair.

Luckily the chair didn't collapse, and he remained strong through the years, and Burrog turned his head sideways, eyes downcast, caught in a storm of thoughts.

Hill?Is it the Hill in my memory?
In his memory, Hill was tempted by the devil and went astray, but in the end, he was rescued by another person, who called himself Wolfgang Gold.

Bologo has seen this name in many places. In the Daybreak War, his name is the witness of the "Dawn Oath", and in Leviathan's mouth, he is Leviathan's chosen one, King Solomon's real name.

Bolog once thought that he had encountered a real name blockade, but in fact, he had known the name of King Solomon for a long time. After that, Bolog once felt that these multiple identities were the same person, but in Saqin’s message Here, Bologo reads a crucial piece of information.

"You are worthy of the name of Wolfgang Goethe."

Borrog knew this tradition. Among some ancient alchemists and scholars, they would be proud to inherit the name of the sage. Wolfgang Gord is not so much a name as it is passed down in Lei A title in Monguiten, inherited only by the greatest scholars who ever lived.

Hill takes on the Wolfgang Goethe name?
God, that is to say, the various brilliant achievements left by this name in history were not accomplished by him alone, but by the joint efforts of many people, one after another.

While feeling shocked, this also confused Burogo's judgment, and it was difficult for him to determine who did the specific matter.

"Then...then Hill is the last Wolfgang Goethe."

A crazy idea rose in Burrog's mind, and he whispered it over and over again.

"Hill, will you be King Solomon?"

No... It doesn't matter whether Hill is King Solomon or not. Bologo has glimpsed his soul in the etheric world, which proves that he has died in the mortal world.

The disadvantage of overthinking appeared, and Burlogo had a splitting headache. He covered his mind, and another picture appeared in front of his eyes.

It was the coronation ceremony of King Solomon. Bologo couldn't recognize the identity of the crowned person, so he could only instinctively judge that the other party was King Solomon. It was also in that coronation ceremony that Bologo saw the person holding the cane tightly again. devil.

The devil runs through Hill's life and King Solomon's coronation, he is the creator of all this, he is Leviathan.

"Damn... what's going on?"

Burrog gritted his teeth, he felt that he seemed to have missed something, and then Burrog was completely silent, sorting out the past history in his mind, and putting them together again.

"One day many years ago, Hill was bewitched by the devil. After that, he met his teacher, the current Wolfgang Gold, and after that, he got to know his senior brother, Sachin Grama, and... Suzie?"

This is a female name, and Saqin mentioned this name in his message, and it seems that there is a complicated relationship between the three.

"Sill surpassed all the students of the teacher, and inherited the holy name from him, so when did Hill inherit it? Was it during the Daybreak War?

Why do later generations know little about the name of Wolfgang Goethe, and only King Solomon has been handed down to this day? "

Burlogo couldn't figure it out, not at all, and his mind was about to explode when he was confronted with a fragmented history.

Suddenly, Bologo sat up and rummaged through boxes and boxes. He had to confirm Hill's identity. As long as Hill's identity could be confirmed, then Bologo could integrate these buried histories and restore the truth of the Fall of the Holy City bit by bit.

But no matter how Burlogo searched, he still couldn't get any results.

Saqin is a workaholic. Apart from leaving messages, there are only work and work piled up here. He seems to devote himself to the exploration of knowledge.

"Calm down, Bologo, this is a rare opportunity."

Burrog took a deep breath, kept his sanity, and started from the details. In a place he could touch, Burrog found an ordinary walking stick, which should belong to Saqin.

Check the drawer again, and you can find many small medicine bottles inside. Unscrew the lid, and the pills inside have deteriorated, with a strange smell.

From the above, Bologo roughly judged that when the Holy City fell, Saqin should be an old man similar to Mamo, so as his junior, Hill must not be much younger.

There was almost 40 years between the Daybreak War and the Fall of the Holy City. If Hill was a witness, then he was most likely King Solomon. After all, Raymond Gayton rose rapidly after the Daybreak War.

In the dark, Bologo felt that there were countless threads connecting himself with King Solomon and Raymond Gayton, and now that sense of connection became clearer and tighter.

Burlogo was both excited and flustered.

After Bologo calmed down for a while, he suddenly remembered the unfamiliar words Saqin mentioned in his message.

"Soulless."

From a literal and direct understanding, this refers to a person without a soul.

How can this be?How can human beings not have souls?
Bologo thought in this way, suddenly, his thinking froze for a moment.

Do not……

Burogo remembered the original thing, that is, a substance without a soul, and through the study of the original thing, scholars speculated that the ether is an alien energy, and the overlap between the ether world and the material world.

After inferring from the above information, it can be guessed that the original, real, and pure human beings do not have souls.

Right now, the soul possessed by human beings is more like the product of ether distorting itself.

Sachin is studying the primordial thing?Looking for pure humans, soulless?
After a brief surprise, Bologo accepted these things calmly, which is normal. You must know that the original owner of the original object in the hands of the Bureau of Order was King Solomon. normal.

"Bologo!"

Amy's voice woke up Burlogo from his thoughts.

Burrog turned his head, "Did you find anything?"

Amyu's expression was a little strange, as if he was trying to suppress his panic, "He...they are studying some very strange things."

"for example?"

Burrog walked up to those strange but delicate sketches, and Amy explained nervously from the side.

"It's an embryo."

Burrog froze for a moment, and he guessed, "Human embryos, right?"

Amyu nodded and said in a low voice, "They violated the ethical consensus and conducted many experiments on human embryos, trying to create a life called soulless."

"Human beings created without a soul, absolutely unaffected by the aether," said Burogo.

"Yes, they think this is the most real and pure appearance of human beings," Amyu continued, "but I don't know what the specific use of soulless people is. The above are all relevant information from some experiments."

Amyu marveled, "Most importantly...they seem to have succeeded."

"Success?"

Burrog was shocked, which he did not expect.

"In these materials, a thing called Yuanjing is mentioned, where they refined many original things. As for the information about the soulless embryo, there is no more mention here."

Amy saw a corner of the shadow of the past, and felt only the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow, "What are they researching?"

Thinking of this, Aimu said quietly to Burrog, "It seems that Fall of the Holy City is deliberately hiding something."

Burrog sat back in his chair, and after hesitating for a moment, he decided to confess to Amy.

"Yes, you guessed it right, the destruction of the Fall of the Holy City was deliberately done by the devils."

Bologo told Aimu all the stories he knew from Leviathan. He couldn't always bear all this alone, not to mention that one person's power is limited. Will choose the road of unity.

"King Solomon is the debtor and chosen one of Leviathan. Driven by Leviathan, King Solomon is plotting something, a force that is enough to break the balance of the devil, and his actions are exposed, and he is met by the devils. The blow also contributed to the death of the Holy City."

Burrog's words were short, but they contained a lot of information. Amyu immediately froze in place. After a while, she was not shocked by this, but doubted it.

"No... the time is not right."

"what happened?"

"The wrath of the scorched earth broke out in 1171 of the Rhine calendar, and it was not until six years later that the Holy City fell. If it was because of the soulless, the reaction of the devils would be too slow."

Amyu said as he tore off a piece of scrap paper and pointed to a row of numbers for Burlogo.

"This is not the experimental parameter, but the date when the experiment was successful," Aimiao explained, "In 1151 of the Rhine calendar, the embryos of the soulless were successfully bred."

"And it's still nearly 30 years before the fall of the holy city."

Amyu analyzed, "If your statement is correct, then it is not the soulless who really caused the siege of the devils. King Solomon created something else."

Both Bologo and Aimiao couldn't help but fell silent, and then Aimiao silently packed up these scraps of paper and documents. It was already very difficult for her to decipher these information by herself, and she had to bring these materials back to the sublimation furnace core.

"Unfortunately, that soulless man should have died."

Bologo leaned to the side and rubbed his forehead vigorously, "If they really cultivated soulless people and let the embryos successfully grow into humans, then...then after all these years, even if they don't die, they should be a bad old man Alright."

Calculated from the time, nearly 100 years have passed, and ordinary people may not be able to live for such a long time, let alone a soulless person who is an experimental subject.

Does not have a soul, that is to say, a soulless person cannot be implanted into an alchemy matrix, and he cannot even become a Sublimator.

For the time being, Bologo can't imagine that soulless people have any use other than proving the purity of human beings... Maybe they can be used to trade with the devil. From the devil's point of view, pure human beings should be regarded as precious existences.

"If the soulless can replace the existing humans, it may be able to drive the devil out of this world." Borrog muttered.

"But it will also destroy all the existing ether technology," Amyu said while tidying up. "At that time, the groups that master the ether technology will be the first to destroy us, even without the need for the devil to act."

"Idealism is still too vague," Burrog understood what Amy meant, "interests determine the real camp."

"Go on."

Aimiao was unexpectedly motivated, "We have to hurry to the next place."

"Where are you going? Do you have any purpose?" Burrog asked.

Aimu said, "In these encrypted texts, a strange thing is indirectly mentioned, and scholars call it the 'initial picture scroll'."

"What is this thing?"

"They didn't say it clearly, but judging from the disclosed information, they regard this thing as some kind of holy object," Amyu continued, "It's located in the Golden Palace, under King Solomon's throne, above the deep well."

"That sounds really important," Borrog cheered up, gripping his grudge tightly. "Do you think Sachin's authority can take us straight to the Golden Palace?"

Before Amyu could answer, Burlogo responded to himself from the bottom of his heart, "It should be possible."

From the message, Saqin called Hill his younger brother, and he competed with him for the succession of the name of Wolfgang Gode. It can be seen that Saqin still has a very high status and strength in Raymond Gayton. He had conflicts with Hill, but at the end of the Fall of the Holy City, he was reconciled with him.

Then it should open the way to the Golden Palace.

With this in mind, Bologo checked the research room for the last time, and after confirming that there was nothing missing, the snake scale liquid wrapped the information collected by Aimiao, and then Aimiao and Burlogo overlapped, and the two stood in the research room. in front of the door of the room.

"If every time the door is opened and closed randomly, how can scholars determine where they are going and try again and again?"

Burrog touched the badge on the neckline, and said to himself, "Or, before passing through the door of the winding path, silently recite the place to go?"

Golden Palace, Golden Palace...

Bologo repeated in his heart, and in his mind, Aimu listened helplessly to Burlogo's chatter. In such a serious situation, Bologo's behavior was inexplicably absurd, but it was also a little relaxing.

"Soulless..."

Aimu was still thinking about all the information he had explored, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Can a person really live without a soul?"

Burrog plunged headlong into the darkness, racing toward truth in the shadows of history.