The end game [Zhongyingmei]

"This is impossible."

Cain reached out to touch the stone tablet in front of him, and murmured in a low voice.

The face of the black-haired young man became paler visibly, as if the rose petals were covered with the frost of the autumn night. He pursed his lips with an uneasy expression, and the blood that had just been agitated faded away in a few seconds. .

———————The little spider stood next to him helplessly, watching the changes in the black-haired young man blankly.

"Is there something wrong, Cain?" He first instinctively cared, and then he heard his question clearly, and paused awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I know this is nonsense, but——"

"No, my friend, please don't blame yourself, it's just that my people can't read the oracle on the stele alone, we have to use Tujriko's assistance..."

Cain stared blankly at the huge black stone tablet in front of him, and explained in a low voice.

"...just as a human being cannot see light in light but recognizes light in darkness, Tujriko comes from darkness, and that is why this creature was bred."

"Uh...so what does the appearance of your Tujriko here represent? Is it looking at the oracle on this black stone tablet?" Peter asked with a half-comprehension, raising his hand.

"I don't know, my friend, but it can't be a good thing." Cain closed his eyes, clenched his fingers stiffly into a fist and then released them, "In my time, they never appeared outside by themselves, They will not take the initiative to approach the holy monument."

Before the young superhero could say anything else, the black-haired youth turned away from the stele and faced the direction of the village again. Without saying a word, he walked back on the path he came back from, stopping from house to house, carefully sniffing Gray walls.

The little spider originally followed Cain step by step, but when he saw his movements, he subconsciously took a breath.

——————Amidst the hot and breathless sandy smell in the desert, a faint smell of moss appeared in Peter's consciousness. It was indeed difficult to detect at first, but when the little spider focused all his attention on When it was up there, this strange fragrance gradually became apparent.

"I smell something, Cain!" cried the young superhero, jumping up immediately, excited and unease, "moss smell—very dank—I don't know what it is— Here!" He pointed to the house in front of him, "There is also on that house over there!"

"Can you smell it too?"

The black-haired young man froze for a moment, broke free from the state just now, and showed the first melancholy smile, "Because your heart is pure, you will resonate with it. Creatures like Tujriko must be very pure at the beginning. Because only the emotion fed by the owner will raise them to adults little by little."

Peter blushed a little at first, and then realized something.

"But it smells like moss here."

The young superhero sniffed the air suspiciously for a moment, then raised his head and asked Cain, "It's everywhere, here and there, just like this Tujriko is everywhere, I can't tell what it's doing. "

————His words made the black-haired youth stop in his tracks.

"There is a way of finding out the truth, my friend," Cain said softly, "but you will make sure that whatever happens, you will not stand in my way."

"I won't stop you... as long as you don't hurt yourself."

—————The little spider slammed on the brakes, narrowly avoiding the beauty dizziness brought by the black-haired youth when he pleaded, and grasped the point.

"........."

The black-haired young man looked at him helplessly and nodded.

"Then I'll start the ceremony."

Cain reminded.

A cluster of flames appeared on the pale fingertips of the black-haired young man, and the jumping orange light licked his handsome side face.

The latter didn't care, and took out a bunch of strange hay from his pocket with one hand, and slowly lit it on the fire until the flame turned some kind of bright green. The cool aroma of purslane mixed with the hot desert air.

————— Then, under Peter's gaze, Cain brought his ring finger to his lips and bit the base of his finger.

The bright red blood was stained on the young man's skin, it was shockingly beautiful, but he just lowered his eyes, as if he didn't feel pain, he pressed his injured hand together with the dripping blood on the burning flame.

"........."

Peter looked dumbfounded.

On the one hand, he felt a severe phantom pain in his finger, on the other hand, he felt that at this moment, he seemed to be in the scene of some big factory's hard photo shooting, and because of the relationship between the model, no matter the finished film or the behind-the-scenes video, it was all placed On Twitter, it will be called by netizens until it becomes a trending search for three days in a row.

"Let me have the eyesight of an eagle to find tracks; let me have the senses of a cheetah to move freely in the dark..."

As the first drops of blood rolled into the emerald green flames, Cain began to pray in a low voice, "...to see the creatures whose destiny and I are connected, truly open the eyes of those who are here."

——————When the air began to waver, for a second, Peter didn't even realize what was happening.

"What happened?!"

Doctor Strange's obviously changed voice came from above the bunker, "I saw a lot of fluorescent things, did you make these?"

"It's us!" Peter stared dumbfounded at everything floating in the air, and subconsciously raised his voice to answer Doctor Strange, "Mr. Mage, there is no problem on our side!...At least there is no problem for the time being!"

Dreamlike fluorescent spots floating in the air, staying on the surface of the wall, stepping on the ground, like the footprints of a cat walking without gravity, they present a unique blue-purple color, Peter tried to reach out to touch them , his hand went straight through the light ball.

—————As if they are just a trace of time left in the long river of history, nothing more, no one has the right to interfere.

"...its footprints are all over the place."

Peter stared blankly at the thousands of "paw prints" and asked instinctively, "Can you see what it's doing, Cain?"

This Tujriko seems to have stepped on every inch of the entire village in circles, so that all the footprints are mixed together, and it is difficult to identify the direction of progress and the sequence of the traces.

"I can try."

The black-haired young man also looked at the firefly-like paw prints in the sky, and answered in a low voice.

Cain took out a new kind of spice from his pocket and sprinkled it in the emerald green flames, making its color instantly blue, and an unbearable strong smell of spices evaporated from it. He dropped two more drops of blood into the flames, and watched each of its jumps silently.

"The house has changed!" Peter reacted quickly this time, raising his voice to signal the black-haired young man to look, "Cain, those walls and roof——"

The black-haired young man raised his eyes quickly, capturing the moment of the change.

The gravel rustled down, showing the subtle magic circles on every brick and every stone pillar; due to some exquisite structure, these small magic circles formed a huge, complete and quite stable magic circle, And those strange runes appeared in front of Cain and Peter for the first time.

The little spider fell into tactical silence, "..."

Little Spider:? ? ? ! ! !

———————At this moment, the overly complete and perfectly preserved architectural complex finally produced a reasonable explanation: someone used magic to fix the environment here in advance, just like putting an unbreakable glass cover on the building of the snow globe Same thing.

——————In this case, "someone" refers to the Tujriko who used to wander in the village.

"These magics—" Cain's voice interrupted Peter's thinking. He raised his head and saw the black-haired young man's eyelashes trembling slightly. "Is this made by it? Are these made by Nova?"

"Nova...?"

The little spider subconsciously repeated the somewhat familiar name.

"My first Tujriko."

The black-haired young man was absent-minded for a few seconds before replying, "It's the one I told you about at the pizza shop earlier, my friend."

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"Nova is a very good little briquette," Cain paused before continuing, "It is always full of curiosity about the world, and sometimes, I even feel that the relationship between us It wasn't just because of my act of 'reading the oracle', it was always very attached to me until I was sentenced to exile...But Tujriko shouldn't be smart enough to understand the feelings of the master's feeding, and it's unlikely Casting such magic——"

Following Cain's intermittent narration, Peter listened, and suddenly had a very strange association.

Did that Tujriko, witnessing Cain's trial, develop some emotion that was truly his own?

Unlike the memories and emotions instilled in it by its breeder, just like every cat and dog, this Tujriko loves its owner.

—————That’s why the protective magic circles on these stone walls will appear.

"Cain," even though he was very unwilling to remind Cain to feel any sadness, Peter still looked at the black-haired young man and said slowly, "Have you ever thought that this Tujriko... , did it escape to the outside world?"

"But it is impossible for Tujrikos to survive in the outside world. They need to be raised—without a contract, they cannot survive in the world——" The black-haired young man was still pale, and he frowned slightly in a panic , trying to find a point to refute.

"You have not broken the contract with it, Cain."

The little spider paused unbearably, and reminded in a low voice.

——————A contract means the binding of life. On the day when the contract disappears, one of the lives will also die.

————————Even if he was sentenced to exile by his own race, Cain was still not killed.

At the same time, the giant dragon made of resentment let out a long mournful cry, and put its huge head on the shoulder of the black-haired young man.

"........."

Cain was silent for a moment in bewilderment.

"I think you're right, my friend," he whispered, "I just didn't think—I just—"

"I'll stay here with you, Cain, and we'll figure things out."

Standing among thousands of fluorescent paw prints and the glowing magic circle, the young superhero looked at the black-haired youth sincerely, trying to soothe his emotions, "Plus Mr. Mage is still here, if you We can always go to him if need be—perhaps—"

Finally, a gleam of light flashed in the dark-haired youth's eyes, and that gleam lit up his melancholy face; Cain opened his arms and gave the little spider a gentle hug full of gratitude.

"I always knew that meeting you in that alley was one of the lucky days in my life, my friend."

The black-haired young man leaned close to the little spider and whispered.

"………Wow!"

The latter let out a little cry with his face flushed, and then he relaxed from the stiffness and accepted the hug.

"I seem to hear my name."

Doctor Strange's cold voice came from the top of the bunker again.

"Do you want me to explain it for you?" Peter looked at Cain, who had let go of his arms, and asked intimately, "I think I have remembered what you just said, you will be fine. We will all be fine .”

"...No, I think I'm ready."

The black-haired young man exhaled twice, walked to the edge of the pit, and held the hand that the little spider offered him.

Doctor Strange was standing directly under the storm of sand and dust, looking down at his phone with one hand, and holding the other hand flat in front of his face.

Unlike this appearance, Cain could even see his final conversation with the king—about the success of the check cashing.

If Doctor Strange himself looks as cold as a piece of lemon ice in summer, the cloak on him is as enthusiastic as it is, and he is quietly greeting the black-haired youth at this time.

"Are you going back?"

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Strange opened the portal and asked subconsciously.

The next second, what was handed to him was a check for an amount sufficient to renovate the entire New York Temple.

Strange:? ? ? ? ? ?

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Taking the check out of his pocket and handing it to Mr. Mage, Cain and Strange looked at each other with the same smile on their faces.

"you----"

Doctor Strange had just said a word when he was interrupted by Cain.

"It's completely legal and after tax," the dark-haired young man said urgently and softly, "I just need the wizards in New York to help me find one more thing—or a person, it's fine."

Under the huge temptation of this check, even Starbucks seems to be at a price that the mages of the New York Temple can absolutely afford.

—————However, Doctor Strange also deeply understands that the most delicious bait often means the most ruthless hook.

"Unless you explain what you're looking for."

The mage stared at the anxious face of the black-haired young man, and his speech speed gradually increased, "You should understand that the wizards in the New York Temple actually have the right not to accept such a proxy."

"........."

Without saying a word, Cain handed over a brand new check.

—————The little spider was standing next to him, and accidentally counted the string of zeros following one.

—————The little spider is down.

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"...explain what you are looking for."

Strange also counted the string of zeros on it at the first glance, and finally said in a low voice.

"These fluorescent paw prints in the air are caused by a pet I once had."

The dark-haired youth simplified the whole story as calmly as possible, and finally concluded.

"I need to get it back because I am its owner. I don't care what it costs me, I just need to get it back, otherwise the world will easily fall into big trouble."

"........."

Doctor Strange was silent for a moment.

"Mr. Mage."

Cain whispered, his tone was cautious, with a plea that no one could refuse.

The black-haired youth stretched out a hand and hovered in the air.

A few seconds later, Strange raised his hand, and shook that pale hand perfunctorily.

"Please explain the problem you mentioned carefully," the mage said in a deep voice, "It is our basic duty as mages to solve such things, and you don't have to participate in the whole process."

Peter Little Spider New Generation Superhero Parker: "?"

Cain·The old antique legend from thousands of years ago: "?"

Doctor Strange was silent, pretending that he didn't feel the sudden gazes, and opened the portal.

The faint cool air in the New York temple blows towards the face, and at the moment when it steps out of the golden-red light circle, everything that happens in the desert is like an overheated illusion.

"The location has been recorded." As if aware of Cain's hesitation, Doctor Strange said without looking back, "We can return at any time. Wang --- new situation ---"

"clear."

Another mage replied from the corner, and Peter saw his back disappearing around the corner in a hurry, heading towards the library.

...

【Video: Sent】

[Mephisto sent a message:? 】

[Ken sent a message: I have contacted Uncle and Yogel, they are watching this video. 】

[Ken sends a message: They're pretty upset. 】

[Ken sent a video]

[Ken sent a message: Uncle wants to jump directly from the laboratory in New Haven with the mechanism wooden warehouse, but I stop him. 】

[Ken sent a message: Gabriel has already gone to find the space loophole created by the kidnapping. If things go well, he can directly attack from there. 】

[Mephisto: . 】

Recorded everything that just happened in the desert, and sent it to the group chat where several Sisleys were present. The lord of hell stood in the void, looking at the scene below under the control of the contract of lies, with an expression cold.

————————The whole months of playing Cain carefully, at this time finally rewarded the efforts of Sisley in goat skin.

【Finding the truth about the Fountain of Immortality: 8/10】

"Is this what you want me to see?" Abaddon asked in a low voice, "That's why the contract of lies forced me to play Cain, and then prompted me to find 'Cain's hometown'...you want me to find it A monster with hatred, resentment, and great grief towards the world, and an oracle?"

【Yes. 】

"What are you going to tell me next? Is the 'Oracle' related to the suffering we have suffered? The stone tablet that says 'Fountain of Eternal Life', including the mission prompt this time, is the origin of everything ?A little black briquette missing its owner?"

Abaddon chuckled sarcastically, his expression icy.

【Finding the truth about the Fountain of Immortality: 9/10】

【Maybe. 】

The system beeped calmly.