Conan and I start the hell-level main line

A thousand years ago, there was a tribe living on Mermaid Island. Because they lived on an isolated island and were isolated from the rest of the world, this tribe had retained its original lifestyle to a certain extent.

The most important point is the worship of ghosts and gods. At that time, they lived on the isolated island and worshipped the so-called mermaids as gods and the masters of all things.

So, they had a traditional sacrificial ceremony, the annual Dugong Festival, in which they used the dugong arrow that connected to the mermaid spirit as a sacred object, and offered sacrifices and prayers under the Mermaid Waterfall.

Originally, this kind of social mode would be isolated from the world, repeating itself day after day and indulging in the long river of time.

Until one day, the arrival of a person changed everything.

That day, a small boat came on the endless sea. On the boat was a well-mannered but skinny and somewhat old middle-aged man.

Originally, these outsiders were expelled from these ancient ethnic groups with restricted thoughts, but the people who came this time were of a completely different race from them.

Blonde hair, high nose bridge, white skin, a typical Westerner, with a unique name, he calls himself: Bach Günter.

Due to the peculiarity of this man, the tribe here found him in a cave in the Mermaid Waterfall and tied him up.

But fate has completely changed because of his arrival.

Not long after, a miraculous fact came from the tribe. The members of the tribe who kidnapped the Westerner drank a spring water in the Mermaid Falls Cave where he was.

Overnight, people who drank the spring water changed drastically. Their muscles became stronger and more energetic, and even their appearance became very young, as if they had returned to youth. Even their fighting ability in bed became several times stronger. Ahem.

These people suddenly exuded infinite vitality, as if they were immortal. The level of their life seemed to surpass all living things in nature.

At that time, they all knew that the spring water in that cave was just ordinary water, which was just rich in minerals, better to drink, but with a higher probability of causing kidney stones. . .

But when this Westerner arrived, he seemed to have changed the spring with his own hands.

After this happened, this fanatical tribe believed that Bach Günter was the messenger of the mermaid they worshipped, who brought them life and power.

From then on, he had an extremely noble status in the tribe and was even worshipped as a god by them.

Soon, everyone in the tribe drank the spring water, and without exception, all of them possessed strong vitality and all of them became immortal.

So they called this spring the Fountain of Life, but does it really bring life to the people?

No, these people at that time did not know that this spring was actually a cursed spring.

And Bach Günter obviously knew this, because many times, he could be heard talking to himself, as if he was afraid, as if he was collapsed, but more like... despair.

"It can't be found, it can't be found. The curse cannot be lifted. All those infected by the cursed blood will die and perish!"

But at that time everyone was immersed in the powerful life brought by the fountain of life and the carnival that seemed like eternal life.

No one cares.

But a few people were puzzled by this, because Bach Günter never drank the Fountain of Life, even though his body was strangely wasting away at a speed visible to the naked eye and his life was constantly weakening.

But he didn't dare to touch it at all, fearing it like a tiger.

Not long after, Bach Günter died. This group of primitive people with no scientific ideas did not know the cause of his death, but they praised Bach Günter for bringing vitality to the Mermaid Island. So they built a tomb for him using the drawings of his hometown that appeared in his personal belongings.

On the day of the burial, a few attentive people saw Bach Günter's body.

He looked like a dried-up skeleton, hopeless and miserable. There was not a trace of human breath on him, only a strong smell of death.

After the burial, the people of the tribe once again fell into a carnival of self-loss, unaware that the punishment from heaven had already arrived.

After a few years, they discovered something was wrong, because the vitality that originally filled their bodies suddenly changed...

The vitality was suddenly and quickly devoured by an unknown force in the body. Not long after, a group of people died inexplicably.

Without exception, these people were skinny and bony, and they had one thing in common: they were the leaders of the tribe. No, more importantly, they had drunk from that spring water too many times.

Their lives began to wither, just like Bach Günter who arrived first.

For a moment, everyone panicked, because their vitality was rapidly fading away all the time, and people were dying every day.

This is a punishment from heaven, a punishment from life, and more importantly, a punishment from time for someone who possesses immortality!

Life, withering!!

The ethnic group that had lived on Mermaid Island for hundreds of years died out in just a few years and disappeared completely.

Only a few survivors who did not drink much of the spring water because they were suspicious of Bach Günter's behavior did not die so quickly, but still, as they were cursed with eternal life, the death of their lives was only a matter of time.

They fled from the Mermaid Island one after another, trying to escape the cursed fate, but unfortunately, when they drank the cursed spring water, they were destined to die.

……

"I see. This mansion is where the survivors who escaped from Mermaid Island settled down. It is also their grave."

"So, this is how the strange spring water that was discovered in the cave of Mermaid Falls two years ago came from."

Natsume touched his chin, sorting out the information he had obtained from the murals and records.

"Bach Günther? I guessed right that this person is the ancestor of the Spider family. Haha, the cause and effect is starting to form a closed loop~"

"Wait, so the decision-making team actually knew about this from the beginning. No, at least they knew the truth soon after the spring was discovered."

"So, they hid almost all the members of the organization. Humph, they are really a bunch of stingy people. How long do you want to hide us?"

"That's why we want to find out the truth about the organization ourselves, because the decision-making group will never tell us something they don't want us to know. They are just a group of lunatics who want to live forever through dreams."

Natsume Xing sighed and bowed towards the mural. Let this secret that shouldn't have existed thousands of years ago reappear in the world. Is this your last wish?

Thank you, you may rest in peace.

Boom boom boom! ! !

In the room where Natsume Hoshi was, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the tunnel above, shaking the surroundings and causing smoke and dust to fall.

Natsume Xing leaned against the wall and looked at the ceiling solemnly, "What are those people doing? What happened? Why did it suddenly explode?!"

……

Let's go back half an hour.

After Natsumehoshi, Naliang, Luo Yi and Explorer A were taken away by the mechanism, Conan and his friends did not stop and continued to move forward in the direction of the mechanism's changes, trying to find them.

Explorer C: "The previous situation is likely to have triggered Sanshui Kichiemon's mechanism. It seems that there is something else hidden here."

Explorer B: "It must be the Nioh Stone."

Conan: "I don't know. Anyway, we have to be careful next time so that no one gets lost again."

Gu Qi's legs were shaking. "I'm alone. Without Luo Yi as my force, I feel like I can't get out..."

The five little ones were not mentally affected by the recent incident because they still had their pillar Conan.

"Be optimistic, we are still here."

Explorer C: "This mansion was not originally built by Sanshui Kichiemon. Sanshui Kichiemon just rebuilt this place."

Conan: "Old lady, how did you know that?"

Explorer C said lightly, "I heard it from someone."

"If this mansion was built by our ancestors, it is very likely to have become a tomb now. So, I am afraid that these mechanisms are protecting the treasures left by our ancestors or by Sanshui Kichiemon."

Explorer B: "Yes, there have been too many people invading here over the years, haha, including us."

Yuan Tai was not happy, "We are not invaders!"

"Then how did you get here~"

. . . Yuan Tai was speechless for a moment. .

Ai: "She's right. In other words, now that Natsume-san is missing, we must be careful. After all, we may not be the only ones here."

Not the only ones who came here? Perhaps, but it is certain that they are not the only ones who came here. With the dispersal this time, the two people who hid their identities can no longer be bound by their hands.

The authorities are just obstacles. What really threatens us are different ideas and identities.

The collision of red and black!

Tianjian Star and Sanhua Wine!