Twilight War

08

The pipes winding underground are intricate, and the former refugees hid in these pipes, using the heat of the pipes to keep warm in the cold underground.

The space here is narrow, and you have to lower your body when walking.

"This pipe should have broken due to an accident a long time ago." Shark tail rubbed the pipe with his fingers, and his fingertips were covered with black oil stains.

Huang Xuanjin looked around and looked at those dilapidated metal pipes.When he came to the Black Market Ninth Street, it had already become the Third Reich in the Westland, bustling and bustling, gold leaf falling from the chandeliers of Paradise Lost.

And now he seemed to see the dust of the past that had been buried in the soil of the black market Ninth Street faded away a little bit, and the mess and mud reappeared in the sky.

It's just that those who ate the silver residue of the great abyss are long gone.

"Sid, I told you before. I will build a new city on top of these old pipes." Sharktail said with a smile.

"Sid?" Huang Xuanjin looked back as if he was a little confused by the title.

"My old name," said Vichypel.

"It's just that when I realize all this, you have already become the consul of the Arthur Empire." Shawei shrugged, as if he was a little helpless.

Judging from Shark Tail's tone, he and Wischpel seemed to have known each other for many years, at least before the establishment of the black market Ninth Street.

"But now, everything you've done is going to disappear, to be precise, it's not disappearing, it's retroactive." Wihipel said.

In the flames, the neon lights of the Third Reich on West Road were extinguished, and the once underground city woke up again.

"Who do you think made these?" Sharktail asked suddenly.

Wisper shook his head, "What do you think?"

"Only gods can do this." Shark Tail said, "Like a hand in the void, it can reverse everything."

"But why would the gods do such a thing?" Wihipel said.

"...Probably, it's for fun." Shawei said: "Isn't the god hiding behind the clouds and teasing everything?"

Another place underground.

In the narrow space, Aquinas was wearing a black robe, like the high priest of an ancient religion, and under the robe was a white teaching vest embroidered with gold thread.He held the mask he had just removed in his left hand.

"Reverse." He waved.

So those metal pipes changed their trend in an instant, as if a wrench was turned by someone in the intricate maze, and then all the roads changed instantly.The labyrinth of the Minotaur swallows up the thread of beauty, and whoever comes here has no return.

He walked through the roads that should have been buried ten years ago, like a god breaking through the Red Sea.

"reverse."

Under the black robe, his hands were slender and pale, and his voice was like the incantation of an ancient religion, with a huge and mysterious power in it.

As if under the chanting of the ancient priests, the mountains and rivers changed, and the rivers flowing westward returned.

The scattered clouds gather again.

In this world where gods are absent, the witch is the greatest king.

In the narrow tunnels, low-purity abyssal silver dripping from the pipes, mixed with bluish impurities, burns quietly.Those faint lights were like will-o'-the-wisps, which were extinguished in a short while due to the thin oxygen, and then burned again without knowing when.

"Those bone eaters abandoned you and surrendered to Aquinas, don't you feel anything?" Vihipel turned his head and looked at the shark's tail.

Huangxuan Jin turned his head to look at Wisper. Under the light in the tunnel, Wisipel's hair was as silver as metal. When Wisipel tilted his head, the silver hair fell off like metal.

He wanted to touch it a bit, but he glanced at the shark's tail beside him, so he put his hand in his pocket and rubbed his thumb and index finger against each other.But all he could think about at night was the silver hair that slipped from Vehipel's shoulders and then fell on his chest and neck.

Smoother than silk and cooler than metal.

"Do I want to feel anything? They followed me just to make a living." Shark Tail's fingers brushed through the rust between the pipes, "They...are not my brothers."

"So it doesn't matter if they betray you?" Vehipel asked.

"They have no obligation to be loyal to me." There was a sarcasm on the corner of Shark's Tail's mouth, and he said, "Sid, there has never been the justice you speak of here."

"Where are the beast tribes who used to be with you? They should be the bone eaters who followed you at the beginning." Vehipel looked into the depths of the tunnel and asked, "Even if they have already betrayed you Does it matter?"

Shark Tail's expression changed suddenly, but then he calmed down again, "They are all dead."

Wisipel and Shawei chatted about loyalty and righteousness, while Huangxuan Jin just walked by himself, but his mind was full of Wisipel's heaving chest under the moonlight of the Golden Palace, and what else? down some...

He walked quietly next to the pipe with his head down, but his face gradually burned.

"Hey, why is your face so red?" Shawei glanced at Huangxuan Jin, and was about to touch him if he was sick when Wisipel grabbed his wrist.

"He just drank too much," said Wichpel.

"Really?" Shark Tail felt a little strange.

"En." Wisper pulled Huangxuanjin's wrist, and Huangxuanjin nodded quickly.

"What is this?" Huangxuan Jin looked at the worn-out strip of cloth tied to a pipe behind him, and he pushed aside the strip of cloth with his fingers. Under the strip of cloth was a pattern of fish painted with black mud. "a fish?"

"It was the first mark used by those bone eaters." Wihipel said: "At that time, those bone eaters were still like ants in an underground ant colony, and whenever they had a meeting, they would use this mark." A mark to mark."

"This sign should point in that direction." Wihipel pointed to the fork on the left, "If I remember correctly, there will be several central hub areas over there, which may be the gathering place."

"Then how about going to have a look?" Huang Xuanjin said.

"Let's forget it, even if there is a rally, it was decades ago, if you go there, it might be haunted." Shawei said with a sneer.

"Okay, then go and have a look." Vehipel looked at Huangxuan Jin and said.

Sharktail turned his head and looked at Wisipel, "Brother, did you just not listen to me? No, who is this kid, you don't even want our decades of friendship?"

"You guys knew each other a long time ago?" Huang Xuanjin frowned and asked.

"Of course, don't look at this guy who looks young like a young man in his twenties, the actual age is probably older than me." Shawei said with his hands behind his back.

"is it?"

"Of course, when I met him, he looked almost the same as now, and I was only fifteen or sixteen at that time, just in the prime of life."

"I met him here." Shawei said walking in the front and turned to Huang Xuanjin and said, "At that time, he was a stranger in the underground."

"What is your Highness doing here?"

"He? He came to wait for someone to die."

"who?"

"A blind orphan."

Wihipel didn't speak, and didn't stop the shark's tail from continuing, but just walked behind quietly.

There were some injections scattered on the deeper road, Huang Xuanjin lowered his head and picked up a needle tube with a light red liquid remaining.

"Don't pick up these things casually." Shawei said: "They are all unclean. In the early years, people here had no medicine for illness and injury. This kind of medicine was circulated underground, saying that it can be used for any disease. Those people will use this medicine regardless of their illness, because this medicine has killed many people.”

"I seem to have used this medicine before." Huang Xuanjin smelled the smell of the injection.

"Where is it?" Shark Tail seemed suddenly a little nervous, then lowered his head and said, "This kind of thing should have been buried underground 30 years ago."

"The Black Widow, she told me that this thing killed many more people than saved them, but she didn't expect me to live." Huang Xuanjin looked at the sharp light of the needle.

At that time, the woman was holding a pipe and her eyes were blurred. She said: "A drop of water flows along the sea, but a fish swims against the current. The so-called life and death are just the difference between living upstream or downstream. If you travel thirty thousand miles downstream, It’s also fun.”

That woman is actually as crazy as Dr. Norton.It's just that her madness is more like a blurred fireworks, a fallen mandala.

Unfortunately, her doctor Norton's mice are all Huangxuanjin.

"Have you ever used this thing?" Vichypel looked down at the injection in the ground and then looked up at the shark's tail.

"Of course. I'm the cheapest in this group of refugees. I've used this a lot." Shawei said, "But afterward, I quit."

"that time"

A pool of silver from the abyss mixed with bright blue impurities faintly burned, illuminating the surrounding pipelines.

Red blood.

There was blood all over the pipes, and for a moment they seemed to be back in that slaughterhouse again.

There was a booming sound from the pipes, as if there was a riot happening underground.

Wihipel suddenly pulled the young man beside him behind him, and then shot at the back of the pipe in an instant.

The beast like a monster fell to the ground, and the other ancient beasts screamed because of the gunshots.

These weird and ferocious beasts roared in this old capital that had long been buried.

Wihipel closed his eyes and let out a large group of crows, wanting to find out how many ancient beasts still exist in this underground.

However, as soon as the crows were released, it was as if they had strayed into the maze all over the ground.

Those crows were supposed to be his eyes, but now they became countless threads that pulled him into a trap.

Someone is forcibly pulling him into the soul realm.

The cold mist is full of hypocritical masks.

"What is an ancient beast to you?"

"Answer me, my child, Odin."

Bull was still the god-king of Asgard at that time, and he was the proudest descendant of the gods.

"Ancient beasts only know how to kill. They are the most primitive, barbaric, and inferior. For them, there is no justice, let alone order." He heard himself saying to Bull.

"Yes, the ancient beasts are the lowest existence." Bull looked outside the Golden Palace, at the highest point of the World Tree: "Only the Protoss is the race that has been favored by the World Tree, and the Protoss should not and will not exist sinful."

"All sins belong to the ancient beasts."

Everything was broken in an instant, and he recalled everything again. Bull sacrificed himself to the World Tree in exchange for the dragon's blood of new life and creation.

And then...then there was that night of perpetual rain.

Asgard is the closest place to the sky, so the clouds on that rainy night seemed to be pressing on him and the boy.

"This way."

When Wisper woke up again, Huangxuanjin dragged him into the depths of the tunnel.

"Damn it, why are there so many ancient beasts here?" Huangxuan Jin scolded.

"I remember the front is an old central hub, there is a door, run over there." Sharktail said.

The narrow and twisted tunnel is like an underground labyrinth, Shark Tail is running while recalling the roads that used to be here.

He originally thought that all the things about the past were sealed by him in the endlessly deep underground, but now he discovered that some things will never be forgotten even if they never think about them.

Just like these intricate roads, even though he has not stepped on it for decades, once he walks here, he is like a silverfish entering the sea, and all the paths going backward are engraved in his flesh and blood.

He...will never forget it.

A few tattered strips of cloth were tied to the pipe they ran through.

"I will be here and build a kingdom that belongs to me!"

White steam leaked from the pipes in the underground central hub at that time, and they said it was the waste heat of the reaction of the contents of those huge iron tanks.

He dragged the steel pipe in his hand, and the steel pipe drew traces on the ground with his steps, like a king surveying his territory.

The others leaned against the tin can, watching him.

"Don't be here, go to the ground if you want to!" said a red-haired boy in the crowd.

"Yes! What's the point here? Go to the ground and build our country!"

"To the same country as Arthur and Varner!"

...I've already done it.

Only, none of you can see it anymore.

After running into the central hub, Shark Tail immediately closed the heavy iron door.

"It is said that those merchants used to refine gold here, but these merchants spent a lot of money to build this door." Shawei leaned on the iron gate and said.

Huang Xuanjin looked up and saw the person above, and immediately hid Little Jasmine behind him.

"Shark Tail, long time no see."

On the corridor on the second floor of the central hub, Aquinas is wearing a black robe, and the white teaching clothes under the black robe are sacred and noble.His gray eyes were the color of a secret mist.

"Long time no see, Rustybone." Sharktail saw Aquinas just smiled, and still leaned against the iron gate, "Or, my lord cardinal."

"May I ask why you did these things." Sharktail looked at Aquinas and said, "Although I am still the owner of the black market Ninth Street in name, I have retired a long time ago. All this has long belonged to you gone."

"What's the point of you doing this? You're simply destroying something that already belongs to you."

"Sharktail, do you still remember the question I asked you?" Aquinas said loftily.

"You have always asked a lot of questions. I can't remember what you have asked me."

"I asked you, what is God?" said Aquinas.

Sharktail lowered his head and sneered as if he thought it was amused, "I never answer stupid questions."

"Let me tell you." Aquinas looked down at them, as if overlooking ignorant and dull people from above the clouds, and even compassion seemed more cruel, "The so-called God is not omniscient and omnipotent, but absolute. reason."

"God is not omniscient and omnipotent. God is absolutely righteous, without selfish desires, and without bias." Aquinas's robe was blown by the steam wind, "So, even if this black market Ninth Street has long belonged to me, so what Woolen cloth?"

"The people who live here are all those who wear the crime, and they are all the people who should have been eliminated long ago. Here, there is an existence that should have been erased long ago."

Aquinas stepped down from the huge reaction device by stepping on the metal half-block ladder, the long hair under the hood was blown by the wind from the pipe, "God will not destroy the messy land because it belongs to him." Weeds that grow? No, God will not. He will send down a fire that will set everything ablaze."

Aquinas's gray eyes were as dark as clouds.

His words are like sentences in the Old Testament.

He waved his pale and slender wrist, "Reverse."

The heavy iron door was instantly opened.

Like the giant gate of the ancient Roman Colosseum.

The ferocious beasts came rushing.