The end game [Zhongyingmei]

The intoxicating scent of roses drifted into the back of the rockery along the wind. Gabriel sniffed the scent and frowned in disgust.

"poisonous?"

Sisley asked him.

The archangel nodded silently, and passed two feathers to Sisley; the latter stuck one into her biotoxin-like red hair, and the other into Eve's mechanical hand switch.

After doing all of this, the two Sisleys fell into deep thought again, each brainstorming.

Based on the limited amount of information, Gabriel speculates on the mission and plot direction of the space-time rift, while Sisley herself is thinking about why the Winter Soldier and Superman can collide with the Avengers based on the super-English movies they have seen before.

"We're going to find the saint."

After a few minutes, Gabriel said with certainty, his voice was as sweet as gold and stone.

"Superman is after you."

When Gabriel spoke, Sisley also recovered from her thoughts and spoke.

As soon as she spoke, she was startled by her slightly hoarse voice.

Livia's voice was far sweeter than Sisley's imagined, and the letters would often disappear vaguely between her lips and teeth, as if mixed with the endless style of the Aegean Sea.

"Where's your wolf?" Gabriel was completely unaffected by the charm buff, pulled the lantern out of the wings again, and asked casually.

"Hmm..." Sisley pondered for a moment.

The red-haired girl stretched out her slender five fingers. The originally dark and mysterious cat-eye nails have been completely wiped out by the dungeon, and the rough three-star mithril obsidian has been replaced. On each snow-white knuckle, there are golden gemstones. ring.

Even so, when she reached out to touch her arm, she could still feel a seal gradually forming on the empty skin.

This feeling is very similar to Eve, it is almost instinctive, and Sisley knows what to do in order to control her power.

There was something primordial and calling to her, waiting to break through the barriers of insignificance.

She is the second vest saved by Sisley, the system has reshaped her body, and Livia's power comes from the tattoo of the mysterious language, from the river flowing in her blood.

Livia is the free wild wind among the mountains, and the passionate plateau flower under the venomous sunshine.

Sisley: ...

She tried her best to suppress the boiling emotions, and suddenly stretched out her hand, interlocking the fingers of Eve's metal right hand, and pressed the back of her hand to her face to cool down physically.

Eve was on standby, but when Sisley moved her finger, the little puppet with blond hair and gray eyes moved slightly.

After Sisley felt a little better, she raised her head and talked to Gabriel.

"Livia is indeed stronger than Eve. If I want, I can summon Yoto."

"That is to say, this space-time rift is not strong in suppressing power."

Gabriel concluded, walked to her side, and made a gesture to pull her up. Sisley was dragged by him like a bone, and the two Sisleys touched each other, quickly going through the results of many considerations.

"That saint has problems." Gabriel said succinctly, "This country also has problems."

Holding hands, Sisley and the other self were in the same mind, and both of them thought of the idea of ​​sneaking in, as if two computers were competing for optimization.

"We can't sneak in openly and follow the plot line." Sisley thought about it, "It's too dangerous. You know, there can be hundreds or thousands of servants in the palace."

Imagine, once exposed, hundreds of dead people who are so rotten that they start to show their skeletons are chasing them all over the palace. It's quite exciting, and the picture may be too beautiful.

"Before that, we have to catch the Avengers first, and we can't let them run around."

Gabriel's expression was blank for a moment, and then her words continued.

He frowned slightly, his thin lips pursed downwards, his expression was exactly the same as that of Sisley who was much shorter beside him.

"you're right."

Sisley agreed, and was pulled up by Gabriel obediently, and then hid in the feathered wings by him, wrapping it up fluffy.

"We got them involved and I don't want them to get hurt."

"System." Sisley and Gabriel shouted at the same time, and she stretched out her hand and gently knocked on the small door on the light screen, "System?"

【I am here. 】The system poked its head out with a beep, and explained tirelessly.

[Before exploring the cracks in time and space, the system cannot provide the general outdoor map, but what the system can provide are the coordinates of the other seven people, so that players can meet them as soon as possible. 】

"The one with a name?" Sisley asked.

[The kind with a name. 】The system sent out an old emoticon package again to express affirmation, 【Would player Sisley want to turn on the one-way sign, or the two-way sign? 】

"One-way, one-way." Sisley said quickly.

A piece of warm yellow paper immediately flew out of the void and spread flat in front of Sisley.

A simple icon popped up, like a three-dimensional greeting card cut out of paper, with five green arrows gathered together, heading from the northwest corner to the southeast direction, one yellow one in the southeast corner, and one light green arrow circled in the northeast corner.

"The yellow one is the Winter Soldier." Sisley immediately confirmed, "The Avengers are not too far away, but Superman is really far away."

"But he didn't come," Gabriel murmured.

The two Sisleys were touching their heads, staring at the yellow and light green arrows that were obviously spinning, feeling a little confused.

"Normally speaking, the strength level should not be weakened much."

Sisley touched her arm again, and confirmed once again that the seal would be broken immediately, "Why... is it..."

"...Yes..." The archangel also got stuck in a daze.

The air was silent for a while.

"…Rose?"

Sisley murmured in disbelief.

Sisley: Grass (a type of plant).

Sisley: As expected of you, space-time rift, old lyb.

"They're done,"

The red-haired girl raised her head little by little, and heard her neck making mechanical noises. For a moment, she felt that it was not funny, and at the same time, she felt that everyone who followed was miserable.

Chaoying, as expected of you, the magic resistance is completely 0.

The aroma of roses in the back garden seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and after smelling it for a long time, it will make people feel itchy in the throat.

This smell is getting more and more suffocating, and the refreshing aroma 10 minutes ago has completely turned into a nauseous smell that makes people feel sick and fatigued.

Walking silently on the garden path, Tony Stark couldn't help but diverge his thoughts, thinking that he must have a certain amount of ptsd when sending rose bouquets to his female companions in the future.

Ten minutes earlier, Natasha had proposed that everyone wear filtering face coverings or cloth, but the move had little effect.

Even if you hold your breath, the fragrance of roses is still pervasive, persistently entering and exiting everyone's lungs and nasal cavities, ensuring that every corner is filled with fragrant fragrance.

"I'm beginning to think now that maybe there's a dead body under those rose bushes."

Hawkeye smiled, as if trying to tell a joke, but it didn't work out.

Everyone felt more and more sick to their stomachs, and then they were dizzy, and their hands and feet were weak. Even Steve, who was the most patient, had his throat slipped three or four times, and his face was ugly.

There was never a moment when Tony Stark confirmed that he was wearing this steel helmet.

The golden-red metal covered all his expressions, making him look like a silent steel tough guy; in fact, under the mask, he was more sensitive to the scent of roses, and physiological tears welled up in his eyes one after another. The eyelashes were damp and wet, sticking together uncomfortably.

—I didn't cry.

He blinked away a series of hot tears, thinking nonchalantly.

They are now walking towards the direction of the only building with a steeple exposed in the roses all over the sky. On the way, they also encountered many small problems before, all of which were solved by Captain America's solid and sharp shield edge and Iron Man's strong metal arm. During the period, Clinton also took back his arrow once. When he pulled out the arrow, he was so distressed that he gritted his teeth.

"I can't love the arrow as much as I did before," Hawkeye said.

"Less poverty, less breathing."

Natasha gave him a retarded look.

If there were no itchy and wet tears in his eyes, Tony, who was walking beside him, would also like to say that he would take off the metal arm strangling his neck full of maggots, burn it to liquid on the spot, and never see him again.

"I sacrificed too much for Eve."

He couldn't help muttering.

"Shh."

Natasha stopped suddenly, and silently made a gesture for them.At the same time, Steve slammed on the brakes, turned around, and motioned for Dr. Banner, who hadn't figured out the situation, to stop.

Ahead is the building itself, a rather beautiful marble spire design, and some little angels are carved on the sharp corners, the inorganic eyeballs are staring straight at the peepers, not like angels, but rather chubby aldult.

Tony couldn't help rubbing goosebumps all over his body.

They were stopping at the end of the tall rose wall, blocked by the fountain, and could only hear the sound of the wind.

There seemed to be someone in the building, and the voice was faintly present, but suddenly became clear in the wind.

The voice was slightly hoarse, sweet as a song, but unfortunately the words themselves were not the same thing, but frighteningly cold.

"Tell me, just go out once, what did you do?"

All the Avengers could hear the cold anger of the female voice.

"...to completely forget the teachings of the organization, even when you can clearly see the end."

The person being questioned didn't say anything.

Something crashed to the floor, shattering loudly and torn apart.

Captain America and Iron Man looked at each other, confirming the human identity of the voice.

"... Completely forget your past, 068, in just one day. You plan to betray everything about us? Do you also think that the world will accept us like 001?"

Sisley stood in the flower hall, with a map marked with three-dimensional arrows spread out in front of her, and she was acting expressionlessly with a voice full of passion.

Standing next to her was Gabriel, trembling from laughter, holding a lantern so that no one could see him - except Sisley.

... That's why she couldn't get into the show! ! !

Sisley couldn't help rolling her eyes silently.

Eve was obediently standing opposite her, also expressionless.

Even though the soaring scene is so difficult, Sisley still has a difficult decision to push the scene to a climax.

"It's disgusting, 068, your naivety and stupidity make me sick."

Sisley secretly charged up, and for the first time moved her finger lightly, making Eve on the opposite side also ready to go.

She uttered a few soft words in Livia's coldest voice.

"You gave yourself a name?"

A gust of wind picked up, clearly delivering her words to the Avengers' ears.

"It's so pitiful, 068. You don't seem to understand that we will always... always be poor people, and never get the so-called happiness."

Silence, still silence, endless silence.

The female voice seemed a little tired.

She was quiet for a while, and whispered.

"They are all dead, so don't remember your name anymore, forget the name 'Eve'."

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