The end game [Zhongyingmei]

"I don't think it's cute anymore, I take back all the words I just said."

The human male colleague took a step back, looked at the monster relief like a cockroach, and pushed his slid glasses.

"I'll get it."

Clark pushed his tongue against his upper jaw, and compromised.

He reached out and carefully grasped the edge of the stone carving.Strangely, this time Clark didn't need to break anything to remove the black cat stone sculpture with ease.

When the weight of it fell into his hand, Clark paused, then turned around, and looked at Cloud with some confusion.

"This thing is solid."

The god of the world weighed the stone carving and said affirmatively.

——————— This is a completely different thing from other reliefs.

Alertness came to Claude's blue-green eyes, which flickered under the candlelight. The human male colleague endured the goosebumps of this cat-shaped monster and walked back to Superman, motioning him to spread the stone sculpture in his hands.

"Turn over and take a look?"

The gods on earth did so silently.

Behind this gray stone, there is a long passage engraved.

The characters are densely engraved, with beautiful cursive and symmetrical patterns, which hardly look like the fonts used in this cold and sick world.

Moving his fingers away from the thing carved into cat's fangs, Clark collected himself and continued to read.

"Tonight we get drunk and let the blood flow into the ground, giving birth to the charming colors of the new world.

……The omnipotent God will bless us, because the messenger of God has brought a new glory, and we will find the fountain of eternal life, where our filth will be washed away.

The return that God wants has been dedicated to God's messenger, and what the messenger wants is bearing green fruits, which will be harvested by us in the near future, and He will definitely recover the souls of the dead in the underworld.

……Here, the contract is formally established. Anyone who abandons the contract will be abandoned by God, cease to exist, and die in the pain of burning in the fire of hell. "

At the bottom is a row of dates written in cursive characters, two parallel grooves with strange vertical lines, and a wax seal engraved with the family pattern.

"Why are those two grooves black?"

Under the somewhat dim light, the human male colleague frowned, pushed back the glasses that had slipped off, and asked suddenly.

"........."

After a few seconds, the god on earth answered this question. His Adam's apple slid up and down, restraining his desire to vomit for a moment.

"The one above is oxidized blood." Clark said calmly, "but the degree of oxidation is not the same."

"You mean—"

Claude reacted.

"This is a sacrificial slab."

The god of the world said softly, hovering over the two seemingly ordinary black vertical lines, "I don't know how many people they used, but what is certain is that this thing has been washed by blood a lot time."

At this point, Clark's blue eyes drooped like a gloomy sea.

According to the nature of this world, the gods on earth can almost imagine that the blood on this stone sculpture is definitely not just as simple as piercing the palm of their hands. They are very likely to sacrifice countless individuals—even if they are human beings like them.

"Human beings are funny sometimes, aren't they?" Claude stood next to Superman and gave a short laugh, but there was not much laughter in his voice, "Leave those fancy words aside, let's sort out the behind-the-scenes What the hell did the 'contract' say."

"First of all... the messenger of God, you mean this 'cat'?"

Clark flipped through the slate back and forth, and whispered, "Fountain of Eternal Life? It sounds like a place name...they want to cleanse their filth there...referring to get rid of the death curse brought by the catastrophe?"

"Then, the phrase 'in the near future we will harvest it, and He will recover the souls of the dead in Netherland' refers to what the messenger wanted...something in this world...resurrected from the dead ?”

Claude's voice gradually became higher, and the human male colleague raised his head in shock, and looked at Clark holding the stone sculpture, "When will they——"

"they do not."

The god of the world directly interrupted Claude's words.

Superman took a few steps down the stairs, his soft red cape passed the calf of his human male colleague, neither of them noticed.

"They failed."

Clark said softly. He pointed in the direction of the original laboratory, turned his head, and stared into the eyes of his human male colleague.

"As for the evidence, do you remember those humans in the experimental cabin?"

——————The group of naked "dead corpses" who have long since died, but still move because of Dr. Krishna's order?

"If you think about where they're at, Claude, you're going to think about what I'm thinking about."

The god on earth said seriously, and put down his hand.

"That lab, even though it looks abandoned, I've looked at all the instruments in there, whether it's electric shocks or whatever—they tried to do this experiment, but they failed."

"........."

Claude froze in shock.

After a few seconds, he nodded unconsciously, and said dryly, "...Of course, this world can only create Frankenstein's monsters."

The air in the black tower fell silent again until the god among men spoke again.

"In other words, they made a deal with this 'God's Messenger'. They will give it the technology to resurrect the dead, and it will have a method to stop the spread of the catastrophe's curse."

Clark spoke slowly.

———————— The gray stone sculpture has been gradually warmed by the temperature of the god on earth, and the fluffy "kitten" on it still looks very cute, but it and everything behind it made Clark feel a pang on his back. An icy chill.

Being able to appear in this "museum" built on victims shows that it must have made a huge "contribution" to the numerous crimes committed by this sick world.

"I'm amazed that the covenant they made themselves is not being punished."

After a moment of silence, Claude said sarcastically, "Even though the experiment failed, Dr. Krishna is still alive and well, so I can assure you that the 'kitten' messenger is also unscathed."

The human male colleague looked around the walls of the tower.

All the damaged reliefs are in the dim candlelight, showing a kind of strange horror.

On the gray relief, the doctor standing on other people still looks solemn and solemn, but the ghosts that look the most hideous and terrifying are all victims of his experiments.

"Let's go."

The god on earth said as calmly as possible.

He took a few steps up, a head ahead of Cloud, so that his human male colleagues wouldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

But at the moment when they passed by, Claude still saw the tightly clenched fists of the god of the world hanging on both sides of his body.

—————Contrary to his words, Superman is not calm at this moment, he is really angry.

The human male colleague suddenly realized.

Even, Claude has every reason to believe that if the god of the world can, he will punch the "cat" messenger and the doctor in the face, and knock them out.

"Clark."

Cloud quickly followed Superman's faster and faster pace.

"Ok?"

Clark subconsciously slowed down, and looked sideways at the shimmering eyes of his human male colleague.

"I've got a good way of pinning people to the ground if you want to beat them up."

Claude said lightly, "Remember? I'm Superman's cousin who punches underground."

"........."

The vivid adjective of the human male colleague brought Clark back to the sunny noon in an instant.

——————At that time, he didn't know the twists and turns of the development, and he was doing a fellowship, helping Jessica with Claude's luggage.

"Oh, God." The tense muscles on Clark's face slowly eased, and a troubled smile reappeared on his face, "I didn't go back all night, Brian might call the police."

"It is very likely that he will stay with Jessica directly." Claude complained calmly, "A little wine, go to dance, and the chemical reaction of love? Tomorrow we will see the two of them like being glued to the insect repellent None of the flies on the board are weird."

Clark first opened his eyes slightly for his sharp words, and then he couldn't help smiling.

"You say that to Brian and he'll probably punch you in the face."

The god on earth patted Claude on the shoulder, while accepting Claude's lively mood in his heart.

"No, it's more likely——"

The human male colleague said seriously, "The two of them recorded this sentence, made it into silk, and put it on the wedding cake."

...

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

[Hidden task unlock: 0/? 】

"So this is the monster that caused everything."

The lord of hell stood in the void, watching "my" hand turn into bones under the monster's pus, and let out a cold snort.

————However, the heaving chest showed Abaddon's true inner thoughts.

【……】

The system silently approached Sisley, who was wearing a goatskin, and beeped.

The black monster as huge as a mountain peak didn't seem to realize what happened. Over the long years, it seemed to have degenerated into a corrupt and irrational killing machine.

But when the black-haired youth's first tears fell on its skin, as if it had been burned by magma, it trembled and let out intermittent screams from inside its body.

—————It is no different from the sound that a cat can make.

Parasite-like slender things dangled on its body, and they gradually retracted, allowing the monster's skin to return to its original appearance.

"Nova..."

There was a weird purring sound from the monster's throat, like a cat whose name was called by its owner.

"What have you done... What have you done..."

The black-haired young man lowered his head like a dying swan, his long eyelashes trembling, and wept weakly and sadly.

Beside him, the tainted monster closed its mouth in bewilderment and contentment, its huge body lying quietly in the pus it produced.

—————Following its movements, Cain's gaze inadvertently landed on the pus pond, because a touch of paleness that was different from the dark green froze in place.

When he was running towards Nova, the surrounding environment that he had ignored, finally, at this moment, clearly entered the eyes of the black-haired young man.

—————— Half a second later, Cain jumped up in shock, half-kneeling beside the half-melted corpse, trembling hands, took off the corroded ornament on the corpse's belt that was only left with its frame.

"It's Barry's jewelry...given to him by his new wife...he and I showed it off..."

Cain's voice was trembling, "How did it appear here——this is Barry——you killed Barry?"

In front of him, the swarthy monster roared.