kill those singularities

The hole was very strange, with smooth edges, without any blood flowing out, like a pull ring, and the luthier's neck looked like a mold that had been burned through.

Fingel was digging at the hole with one hand, and with the other hand he frantically pulled at Orpheus's clothes, and his feet kept tripping him with invisible feet. Soon the two of them fell on the deck like rascals Scattering like fighting.

In the eyes of the second generation of gods, Fingel's face like a blackfly became particularly hateful, instantly pulling away all hatred points.

He really wanted to slap this wretched man away, but he could feel his own weakness.The golden light enveloping the YAMAL dimmed little by little, and a moment later a cloud-piercing arrow pierced through the air, piercing the eggshell-like golden shadow of the ship, and then precisely penetrated the luthier's shoulder blades, rubbing against Fingal. It was pinned firmly to the ground by its neck.

Fingel gasped and yelled, "Which strong man? Strong man, don't shake your hands!" Complaining so, he knocked off the luthier's last wristband.

Blood overflowed from the luthier's lips, and he kicked it out with a heartwarming kick.

Arrows struck one after another, blocking his limbs, and the last one precisely pierced the hole in his neck and nailed deeply into the deck.

At this time, the luthier's face was as golden as paper, but he was still shaking his hands and struggling to pull out the arrow from his throat. He didn't care about his bruised limbs. He desperately pushed Fingel away, stumbled up, and walked towards the lyre not far away. pounce.

One hand grabbed his left foot, the other hand grabbed the hem of the white silk robe, and with a sound of "tearing", Fingel finally tore off Orpheus's outermost clothes including the belt .

"..."

"..."

Wen Shuo, who turned over the side of the boat and witnessed everything: ...

Artoria, who is holding the holy sword and preparing to suppress the enemy: ...

Robin who is about to shoot another arrow: ...

Fingel: "I'm at a loss." The defeated senior smacked his lips, but not only didn't let go of his hand, but shamelessly pulled a roll of linen covered with white silk out of Orpheus.

Orpheus' face changed, and he trembled violently uncontrollably, and his figure suddenly became fatigued.

It was a piece of blood-stained white linen cloth, and after unfolding it, one could clearly see a human print with arms outstretched and palms facing outwards.

"Shroud?!" Wen Shuo took a closer look and was shocked, "Why do you have a shroud?"

Fingel got up from the ground, and waved the cloth like a fat, no, a small white flag for surrender, "What shroud? I didn't expect men to wear bellybands."

Wen Shuo calmed down: "...I didn't expect you, Brother Dashi, to pick a man's bellyband. You are worthy of it."

"So learn a little bit, what is a bellyband, and a second to open the trouser chain is really stunning..."

At this moment, the white-haired luthier was subdued by Siegfried with his knees on his back and surrounded by evil forces. He didn't know if he had heard such shameless and shameless conversations. He spat out a mouthful of blood. Siegfried's shiny armor was dyed red.

The boy immediately gave Wen Shuo a deep look.

Matthew covered half of his face, looked around at the half-kneeling luthier, and then at the shroud: "Could it be... the shroud that wrapped Jesus?"

Orpheus grinned, "Girl, you should know that before it became known through Jesus, it had a name... called the 'Golden Fleece'."

The scene was silent for a while.

Until Tesla took over the dull linen.He had been manipulating the metal puppets of the entire ship before, and now he had to come out to play a deputy role.

"...That's right." Tesla's eyes were full of disbelief, "I, a believer in science...must be convinced of this." The scientist seemed to choke, "If I hadn't seen it before I may still question it, but now I have touched it, it is not a treasure, it is indeed the Eden artifact that can temporarily resurrect people."

Wen Shuo caught something, "You...are you dead?" She looked down at Orpheus, who was half kneeling on the deck, "Your asshole is dead?" The master narrowed his eyes, " Is this the price of coming? Because the ability of the shroud has a time limit, you can't last long, so you are in such a hurry..."

Orpheus coughed violently, "I don't deny it... Gu... Cough cough... But you're only right about one thing."

His tone was a bit strange, at this moment Wen Shuo noticed a little white light floating in that pale hair.

She squatted down and looked at him, "Where did the shroud come from?"

"...Abstergo."

Wen Shuo:?

She made up her mind quickly.In other words, for some reason—maybe Orpheus, who came into the world as a god, neither degraded nor maintained the spirit foundation of the gods, so he was in the form of a strange living corpse or corpse in the early days of this world, or even he It wasn't summoned at all; and Moriarty, out of some sinister intentions, went to Abstergo to steal the Crystal Skull and took the Shroud of the Hallows of Eden with him.

Used to "resurrect" the divinity of Orpheus, this piece of cloth, which has a long history with him, is quite suitable.

After all, after knowing that the Golden Fleece = Shroud, who can resist researching it?

"If it's what I think, then that old man..." Wen Shuo didn't know what to complain about.That guy Moriarty evaded taxes more seriously than some people!

She grabbed the distracted Orpheus, "It is impossible for Gatia to summon such a mistake, so how did you get here? What did you go through? What happened to the hole in the neck? And your companion? Tell me!"

Wen Shuo forced Orpheus to raise his head, staring fixedly into his eyes.

The luthier smiled weakly, and that smile revealed a sense of indifference.

Wen Shuo lightened his hand, and suddenly his eyes were covered with snow-white light, burning from his hair, and Orpheus shattered into flying ash without warning.

--

Meanwhile, Rome, Italy.

Two young men emerged from the store.

"Wen Shuo said that you might be fooled by a cunning goddess. I had to get a vaccination in advance. If you hear any prophecy, don't get excited or believe it. Don't be led away like a fool. said the one with the cone.

"What prophecy?"

"The world is destroyed."

"Is it the prophecy of the Mayans? Is it true?" Desmond's words lacked seriousness and tension, and he was even a little inexplicably excited, shaking the shopping bag he was carrying.

Ezio glanced at the child and said with a smile: "Yes, the prophecy is true."

Desmond's expression froze.

"Hahaha, I won't tease you anymore, it's nothing like that. Although there is indeed a catastrophe, it has nothing to do with you now." Ezio patted the junior on the back casually, and asked while gnawing on the cone, "I asked You, if you had a button right now in front of you - hey, not the train problem - you pressed the button and the whole world would be saved from disaster except you; if you didn't do anything the human race would die, but you would How would you choose to live and be the leader of the rise of human civilization?"

The master assassin added casually, "If you die, no one will sing praises to you? And no one will remember you? On the contrary, if you survive, although the conditions are difficult and the responsibilities are long, you may become a symbol of a new civilization in the future. Engraved on a stone slab?"

Ezio licked the cream off his lips, "Come on, answer me within ten seconds."

Exactly ten seconds later, Desmond replied: "Press it, it's better to press it." He shrugged, a little shy, "Let's not talk about whether I have any leadership qualifications, there is an old question, who knows Are there any friends or relatives of mine among the dead...Although I don't like my dad very much."

Ezio moved his lips.

He knew a little about Desmond's children when he was young. After all, he was used as a mouthpiece between Minerva and Desmond in the Great Temple.At that time, he was called the "prophet" by Minerva, but the prophet only existed to tell some news to a future savior through him. Ezio was confused, curious, and questioned at that time...but until now he really saw When it came to Desmond himself, he had the real feeling of the stone falling to the ground, and the doubts in his heart disappeared.

——This junior is indeed the kind of person who will make the choice of 'sacrificing the small self to save the big self'.

And what Wen Shuo said was right, this kid would definitely be fooled by that woman Juno to help her break the seal.

This made the master assassin feel both comforted and sad.

The child shouldn't die so early, even if it's for the great cause, even if the soul can be sublimated after being burned...

Ezio smartly threw the ice cream shell into the roadside trash can.

"Let's go, I'll introduce you to a teacher later."

Desmond caught up with him.

"So are we going to visit the Great Temple now? Is the teacher there too?"

"Yes, yes, the kind that doesn't require tickets."

……

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The two icebreakers were parallel at a similar speed.

YAMAL, the meeting room on board.

Wen Shuo stared scorchingly at a man with dark complexion, mediocre appearance and gentle temperament, but full of majesty like a lion.

"Your eyes tell me that you have a lot to say to me, not just curiosity." Abbas held Wen Shuo's hand firmly.

"Yes. The look in your eyes also told me that you also have something to say, but you are not very curious." Wen Shuo exerted strength on his hands.

There seemed to be lightning and thunder between the two of them—the kind Wen Shuo unilaterally imitated Pikachu.

After a while, Abbas let go of his hand with a wry smile, secretly feeling that the junior sister opposite looked like an elephant.

"So... you also think that I took away the identity, position and everything from that man named Chu Zihang? I am a person who shouldn't exist, right?" Abbas's tone was very calm. In the past month, he has suffered such rude and rude recognition of his identity more than once, and he has become numb.

"No." Unexpectedly, Wen Shuo simply denied it, and she said, "Your name is Abdullah Abbas, an Arab. There is no way in this world to create a living 'person' out of thin air, but In front of me, you are obviously a person with flesh and blood, normal IQ and logic, and normal social relations. Memory can be tampered with, identity can be forged, you may not be Abbas, but you are not someone who should not exist, even if you are not a human being. "

Abbas raised his eyebrows, "If you weren't serious, I thought you were scolding me." He sighed, then smiled, "To be honest, it doesn't feel good to be completely denied by an acquaintance, I don't want to I've been through it. Although you don't remember me, thank you for not directly saying that I shouldn't exist."

"How could I say that to a stranger directly? That's impolite, and you are too pitiful." Wen Shuo complained rudely.Acknowledging the existence of Abbas does not mean she accepts that this person has taken Chu Zihang's position, that is absolutely impossible.So Wen Shuo couldn't help being a little hostile when he saw this guy.

But reason told her that this person had too many doubts and she had to calm down.

"It's okay, at least the memories that constitute an important part of a person are real to me. For example, I still remember that one day you rushed out of the collapsed well of the Heroic Seat..."

"...Please stop, don't reveal my black history anymore." Wen Shuo rolled his eyes and turned to Caesar, "Brother Jinmao, don't you really remember Chu Zihang at all? You admitted him The fateful enemy, the old enemy, is the relationship between Naruto and Sasuke, Conan and Kidd."

"That's gay," Fingal said.

"I didn't ask you."

"Because you know that you can't hold a strange man in your heart."

Hearing this, Caesar was thoughtful.

"The old enemy I identified is Abbas. But when you put it this way, when that white-haired man played the piano, I realized that our life and death were at stake, but I had a vague feeling... At first I thought it was Lu Mingfei who was wrong, But since you are the same as Lu Mingfei, and even Nuonuo believes in the real existence of Chu Zihang, it is impossible for you all to be crazy. Then I think the problem is the world line, just like in some second-year anime works , the causal line has changed..."

Caesar actually didn't want to think that Lu Mingfei was crazy, at least he was his appointed successor, they were born and died together, and had a strong comrade-in-arms... At this moment, he found that Wen Shuo was looking at him silently with complicated eyes , contains not only the pain of remembering the martyrs, but also the rage of wanting to beat people.

"What's the problem?"

Wen Shuo shook his head, "Let me interject, Abbas, did you have a childhood? I mean did you read comics and play games when you were young?"

Abbas shook his head.He grew up in an orphanage, which didn't have those luxuries.

Tsk, boring is exactly the same as Chu Zihang.Even a silly son of a landlord like Caesar can sneakily play with the handheld.

In the next second, Wen Shuo heard this lion-like man say, "Don't you also have a so-called childhood?"

Wen Shuo: ...

"How do you even know this?!"

Fingel next to him patted the table and laughed wildly, Caesar couldn't help smiling.

Wen Shuo said slowly, "Since that's the case, then it seems that I also had a share of you when I was a cowherd in Japan..."

"Hmm!" In order to prevent Wen Shuo from saying anything insane, Caesar abruptly got up and interrupted her, and said seriously, "In order to welcome the elites of our school with powerful foreign aid, as Kassel's new school director , I have to say something about it! Come on, Chuancai!"

When the emperor gave the order, Brother Baigou immediately showed a fascinated expression.

Professor Schneider and Captain Rebalco can still use Angers as an excuse to fool them, but it is completely impossible for Caesar and Abbas to face the attack of Orpheus. Wen Shuo can only start Talking to people and talking to ghosts Technology, half-truths and falsehoods, and threatened Finger to confess with her on the grounds that he knew that Finger assisted Lu Mingfei in kidnapping Nuonuo.

Wen Shuolai took care of this, and the friends went to solve the problems left by Orpheus.

Fengou, a social brother who specializes in washing coal balls, patted the chicken breast and said no problem!So now in the eyes of Professor Schneider, Wen Shuo was sent by Angers to spread the word and support them in finding the dragon; but in the eyes of Caesar and Abbas, Wen Shuo joined a mysterious organization under Angers' hint... or Come and help find the dragon.

Only Fingel, who had listened to countless times, probably got the bottom line.

But the slovenly greasy man was busy nibbling Australian lobsters.

Caesar felt that Fengou's eating appearance as a hungry ghost was as hot-eyed as his dog-legged and exaggerated acting.He turned his eyes away in disgust, and asked Wen Shuo, "Is Nuonuo okay?"

"Very good! You have a great body! And you don't have to worry about your wedding date at all. Some people in this world are parallel lines, and some people are intersecting lines, and you and your senior sister are the few people who can be twisted into a twine." !" Wen Shuo cut the steak with a black lacquered dagger, with a ferocious appearance like a master in a slaughterhouse, blood was still on the corner of her lips - she might be serving medium rare.

Fingel raised half his head, picked up his shirt and wiped his grease, "That's right! You don't have to worry at all, old man! I swear in the name of the old night watchman, under the protection of him and the principal, Junior Sister Nuonuo is like a soaked cabbage , I’ll just wait for you to go back and continue arching!”

The two rainbow farts freed up one hand each, held the wine glass and "snapped" it.

Caesar:……

"By the way, what is your spirit of speech?" Wen Shuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked Abbas.

Abbas said honestly, "Indra." He put down the knife and fork to demonstrate, the wine in a bottle of champagne suddenly rushed out of the bottle against gravity and soared into the air, and it rained on Abbas' head while he was bathing. In the champagne bath, but not dripping, he looked extremely elegant and calm. When he reached out his fingertips to touch the raindrops, bright blue arcs crackled and flickered in the champagne.

"I can control the water, and I can control the direction of the lightning," he said.

Wen Shuo paused.

The next second, Caesar was opening the bottle, when suddenly there was a loud ringing of bells and palms, a strong wind blew, and the temperature dropped sharply.He turned his head and saw that the surrounding chairs and stools had been blown away by Abbas' extreme cold, and the room was covered with white frost.

The bloody black dagger rested on Abbas's neck, almost embedded in the carotid artery, and Abbas's fist was touching Wen Shuo's heart, and the violent electric light enveloped her whole body. Eyelashes were covered with icy scum, and his figure swayed slightly, then remained motionless.

"What are you doing?" Caesar frowned, with waves in his sea-blue eyes.

"What about now?" Wen Shuo asked Caesar without turning his head, as if he was controlling something with great strength, the dagger was slowly pressed down, "What do you think of now?"

The author has something to say: *In the world view of Assassin's Creed, the Shroud of Relics=Golden Fleece=a certain Piece of Eden.

* Minerva in the forerunner civilization = Minerva in Roman mythology = Athena in Greek mythology.