Infinity Throne

Eighty-one took a bath comfortably.

He didn't even wipe himself, and came out of the bathroom with his butt naked, still dripping with water.

The two corpses on the ground had already lost their temperature.

suddenly.

Eighty-one frowned, flicked his wrist, and put the hammer on his shoulder.

In the living room.

A man and a woman were lying on the sofa respectively, sleeping deeply, breathing weakly.

Eighty-one looked around cautiously, but found nothing unusual.

"What the hell? Why did you fall asleep?"

Eighty-one shook the two of them awake vigorously, laughing and cursing.

Seventy-three and fifty-six opened their eyes in a daze.

The moment they opened their eyes, a hint of murderous intent flashed through their eyes, and they reached out to Eighty-One at the same time.

Snap, snap.

"it's me."

Eighty-one helplessly slapped away the hands extended by the two men.

Fifty-six and seventy-three looked at each other, with a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

"Why...we fell asleep?"

Seventy-three questions.

Fifty-six shook his head slowly.

Eighty-one casually took out a piece of clean clothes and put them on, and said, "Who knows you guys? You didn't even dare to sleep last night. Maybe you were too tired. Speaking of which, I've been struggling for a long time and I'm a little sleepy."

After saying that, Ba Yi let out a long yawn and looked extremely sleepy.

indeed.

Because they were worried about something happening during the trial last night, the three of them squatted together and took turns keeping watch. None of them slept well and seemed to be in poor spirits.

Seventy-three turned his head.

Looking at the dirty things that Eighty-one was throwing around, he did not hide the disgust on his face.

Eighty-one smiled: "This is a good thing, Seventy-three, you won't know it until you try it."

"Tired of living?" Seventy-three asked coldly, and turned his palm over, and the military thorn appeared in his hand.

"That's enough." Fifty-six held down the murderous Seventy-Three and said helplessly: "Now is not the time for joking. Seventy-three and Eighty-one, please put your things away."

"Hmph." Seventy-three snorted coldly, restrained his murderous intent, and put away the general's stab.

Eighty-one put on his clothes with a playful smile, seemingly not caring about the killing intent emanating from his teammates just now.

"What to do with the woman who ran away?"

"What does it matter? Didn't you stop me?"

Eighty-one laughed loudly: "The worst case scenario is to kill them all. This town is really not that difficult at the moment."

Speaking of missions.

Fifty-six's expression suddenly condensed, a gloomy light flashed across his eyes, and he whispered: "It's not difficult? Haha, Eighty-one, if it's really not difficult, why haven't we completed the main mission yet? Obviously, that' Green' is dead."

Seventy-three silently changed the general's thorn from his right hand to his left hand, silently.

Eighty-one was speechless for a moment.

Right now.

Seventy-three raised her chin slightly, remembering the scene on the TV station where she faced off against the other two apostles.

She thought of the look in the eyes of that ordinary-looking man when he faced the three of them.

She thought about it carefully and saw that there was no fear, no anger, and no anger in the man's eyes at that time.

More like...regret?

What are you regretting?

When he said "forget it", Qi San also thought that the man chose to give up out of helplessness.

But looking back now, it doesn't seem that simple.

"that person."

Seventy-three said suddenly.

When Fifty-Six heard this, he frowned and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Who?"

"That person on the TV station seems to know something."

Seventy-three expressed his speculation without hiding anything.

Fifty-six was completely silent.

Eighty-one smiled, this smile, like the sunshine in July, so dazzling.

I saw him on his shoulder, turning the huge hammer vigorously in a circle, and said: "Go and ask, you will know."

at the same time.

In the town of Green.

"Devils...they...are demons..."

The girl panicked and ran stumbling down the road.

In her mind, the horrific image lingered in her mind like a nightmare.

Those three people, those ugly organs, those cold smiles, and those bloodthirsty expressions were crazily twisted in the girl's mind, and gradually evolved into three unsightly monsters.

This kind of scene, where parents are killed casually, is a tragic scene that can destroy the mind no matter who it is. What's more, she is just an inexperienced girl.

The girl's running pace became slower and slower, slower and slower.

For some reason, the more scared she became, the more frightened she became, the heavier her eyelids felt.

"sleepy……"

"Very sleepy……"

"very scary……"

"They are demons..."

"demon……"

The girl suddenly fell on the roadside.

Fell asleep.

…

…

Yi Lin walked to the edge of the town.

In the sky, outside the town, and the entire world seemed to be immersed in a substance-like fog.

It was as if this small town was completely isolated from the outside world because of this strange thick fog.

Yi Lin stared at the thick fog and did not rush into it rashly.

Judy once said that Greentown has no tourist line at all.

So what happened to the bus when they came?

Yi Lin remained silent.

I don’t know how much time passed.

The sky gradually darkened.

He turned around and walked back the way he came.

There was no one else on the road.

Yi Lin came to the square.

"Um?"

Only then did Yi Lin notice that the ancient clock in the square also had a lucky totem that looked like a bat.

That totem is called "Green".

It seems that the whole town is revolving around "Green".

Greentown.

Grimm Totem.

A host named "Green".

Green Festival.

Their main mission...kill Grimm.

Who is Green?

Or is it just a name?

So who should they kill during the mission?

Yi Lin lowered his head to think, and went through the initial reminder of the mission over and over in his mind, not daring to miss anything.

The initial mission prompt this time seems to be more concise and clear than before.

At first glance, there isn’t much weirdness about it.

But just because it's not too weird, it actually seems even weirder.

While thinking.

Yi Lin's eyes narrowed.

He slowly reached out his hand and rubbed it a few times on the old clock.

"Is it an illusion? Or is the clock broken?"

Right now.

far away.

A girl in a white dress stumbled towards this side.

There was no one around, and the girl who suddenly appeared in the distance seemed extremely abrupt in Yi Lin's eyes.

Just like a bit of thick ink on white paper, or a bit of bright red on a little angel, it's hard not to notice.

Yi Lin was alert and stepped forward, only to find that the girl's steps were messy, her eyes were empty and she had lost focus.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle..."

Just when Yi Lin was about to step forward to find out.

Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came to my ears.

bass.

Yi Lin opened her eyes again.

The moment she opened her eyes, there was a trace of confusion in Yi Lin's eyes, but it soon became clear.

Allen came over and timidly stretched out his hand in front of Yi Lin's eyes: "Uncle, why are you... asleep?"

"I fell asleep? When?"

Yi Lin asked with a surprised expression.

"While Alan was painting."

painting?

At this moment, Yi Lin felt like her memory was fragmented after a hangover.

Normally, since his mental attributes are so high, this shouldn't happen.

Yi Lin tried hard to recall what happened.

He looked at the painting on the table.

It’s still the same threesome with indescribable painting skills, the big-headed mother and the small-headed son, with a faceless father beside them.

"By the way, Allen, why did you say he was Green?"

Yi Lin pointed at the faceless man in the crayon drawing and asked calmly.

Allen thought for a while, originally he was unwilling to say so much to the stranger in front of him.

But who taught him how to appreciate Allen's paintings?

Those who know how to appreciate Allen's paintings are probably not bad people.

Thinking of this, Allen loosened his fingers from the crayon slightly, his brows widened, and said, "Judy said, I don't have a father. If I do, it can only be Green."

"Why Green?"

"Because Green is a symbol of luck. Everyone in the town knows Green."

"The Green you are talking about is the one from the TV station?"

Allen shook his head: "It's not this Green, he's the fake Green."

"So, where is the real Grimm?"

"Alan doesn't know."

Allen shook his head vigorously again. He carefully planned to put the painting away, with a bright and flawless smile on his face: "When Judy comes back, let her see that Allen's painting has improved again."

Boy, you might be disappointed.

Yi Lin said silently in her heart.

Placing the clues of the main mission on a child, he is indeed overthinking.

However, he always felt that something was wrong.

"Huh?"

Xing Fei just woke up and came down from upstairs.

After searching for a long time, he finally found Yi Lin in Judy's house by a familiar route.

And Alan.

And the door was unlocked.

Xing Fei rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at the painting on the table inadvertently, gave a thumbs up, and said casually: "Who painted this painting? These three vegetable seedlings are very good! They are very expressive."

Vegetables, vegetable seedlings?

Yi Lin: "..."

Allen pursed his lips and cried instantly.

Cry loudly.

Xing Fei looked confused: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Yi Lin sighed and patted Xing Fei on the shoulder: "My reasonable guess is that you must not be married yet... Well, no, you must not have had a girlfriend."

When Xing Fei heard this, he was slightly startled: "How did you see it? Is it so obvious?"

Yi Lin shook his head and looked at Xing Fei with a pitiful look in his eyes, without further explanation.

Finally it was evening.

Judy hasn't come back yet.

Allen was tired of crying, but he still silently put away the painting that Xing Fei complained about as a "vegetable seedling", ate some food briefly, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

It was not until later that Xing Fei vaguely understood the reason for Allen's crying.

Don’t blame him!

At first glance, it does look like a vegetable seedling!

However, this is not the point.

They were here for a cruel trial, not just to comfort the children. It would be fine if they cried.

Xing Fei held his breath and concentrated, not daring to exhale, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Yi Lin looked out the window quietly, waiting for the changes in this town.

According to Judy, during the seven days of the Green Festival, all kinds of strange things will happen at night.

No matter what weird things happen, they will happen.

Both of them are waiting.

Until late at night.

Da, da, da, da, da.

In the silent hotel, strange footsteps sounded out of nowhere from somewhere in the hotel.

In the hotel, Judy has not returned from a night trip.

Alan fell into a deep sleep.

Yi Lin and Xing Fei are on the third floor.

There was no sound of opening the door.

But the footsteps seemed to appear out of thin air inside the hotel without any warning. The moment they heard the footsteps clearly, the existence that made the sound was already at their feet.

"coming!"

Xing Fei and Yi Lin looked at each other.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense.

Yi Lin quietly opened the door, followed the direction of the footsteps, and quietly went downstairs.

in the dark.

Xing Fei focused his gaze and pointed to Judy's room.

Da da da.

The footsteps suddenly stopped inside, motionless, and did not cause any more movement.

Yi Lin lowered his head, turned his hands, and found the knife in his hand. The meaning was self-evident.

Xing Fei didn't hesitate, he didn't hide it and put on the pure white gloves with textured back.

The two entered the house.

Yilin turned on Shadow Follower and completely blended into the darkness.

After completely letting go of his senses, Yi Lin quickly discovered the source of the footsteps and sneaked directly towards Allen's room.

The moment Yi Lin passed by Xing Fei, Xing Fei was startled.

It was obvious that Yi Lin was beside him, but it was not until Yi Lin passed by that Xing Fei came back to his senses. The feeling Yi Lin gave him at that moment was like a ghost, and he could hardly detect any trace of her existence.

Obviously, he always knew that Yi Lin was nearby.

But Xing Fei unconsciously ignored Yi Lin's existence.

"What a terrifying agile apostle. Is he really good at assassination? Well, he's so insidious."

Xing Fei silently speculated on Yi Lin's abilities.

Yi Lin moved gently and opened Allen's door.

- No lock.

Xing Fei stuck his head out from the crack in the door.

I saw a man beside Ai Lu's bed, with his back to the door and face to Allen, lowering his head silently.

Although it was just a back view, he looked like a middle-aged man. He was wearing an old floral shirt that had been washed white, loose brown trousers on his lower body, and a pair of old, faded but clean leather shoes on his feet.

suddenly.

The man seemed to be aware of the movement behind him.

He turned his head sharply.

The moment the man turned his head, Xing Fei was so frightened that he pushed the door open. His scalp was numb and there was a cold air on his back. For a moment, I was so frightened that I couldn't move at all, as if I was frozen in place, unable to move.

"Ah."

Yi Lin smiled.

No wonder Xing Fei was so frightened.

Because that man——

No face!