The Dragon That Devours the World

On December 7, 2044, a small town in the United States.

It is the cold winter. Under the unusually heavy snow caused by climate warming, most of the vegetation has withered, and only hardy plants such as firs still stand in the heavy snow.

In this blizzard, the earth was clothed in white, and the abnormal weather made local residents reluctant to travel. Precisely because of this, this newly populated small town looks even more desolate, but in this white land, there are two small black dots moving forward.

"Huh, Mike, do we have to walk over this step by step? Can't we drive a car?"

The tight head wrapped in a scarf, exhaling white breath from the gap, Louis complained while looking at this small town curiously. And beside him, a middle-aged man wearing a hat and a black coat put his hands in his pockets, his head wrapped in a scarf showed only a pair of eyes to the outside world.

"The target doesn't like to be disturbed. According to regulations, vehicles, flying skateboards and other noisy vehicles must be forbidden. You will gradually take over my mission in the future. This is your first time to the target residence. You must remember these points. live."

The man said in an imperative tone.

Facing the words of his superiors, Louis could only respond, and then the two walked in silence for a while, and Louis, who felt too silent, tried to speak up again.

"Mike, have you seen snow like this before? Anyway, I haven't seen snow since I was born, and I have only seen it in VR."

"When I was young, there was a lot of heavy snow like this."

The man said.

"I think those scientists said that the unexpected heavy snowfall was related to 124. I feel that those scholars are now more and more like to push things up to 124, and they all like to say that it is because of 124 if the weather is abnormal and trivial."

"Speaking of 124, since I was young, scientists have said that it is the internal change of the sun, but many people insist that it is related to us. Do you think it is true?"

Young Louis could not help asking while complaining.

124 is the contemporary term for the astronomical change that occurred on December 4, 2004.

40 years ago, the sun changed abnormally and also interfered with the earth. Under this circumstance, a large number of natural disasters occurred on the earth at that time and even in the following decades, and it was not until these years that they gradually ceased.

Although the official statement claimed that the 124 incident was caused by abnormal activities within the sun, the conspiracy theory has never stopped talking about the 124 incident. The supernatural power theory, the alien civilization theory, the supernova theory, and the future man theory, among which some conspiracy theory groups insist that this is related to Freemasonry.

These conspiracy theorists who think it is related to Freemasonry believe that it was Freemasonry that triggered the machine of the ancient Atlantis civilization at that time, which led to the subsequent sun mutation.

"Those are conspiracy theories."

Facing Louis's curiosity, the man in the coat next to him just walked forward and replied indifferently.

"But how do you explain the Atlantic incident mentioned by Sailor Charlie?"

In 2028, according to an old US sailor who was serving on a battleship at the time, he claimed that he saw the ocean being cut apart by a beam of light.

"It is more dazzling than a thousand suns. It easily smashed the entire ocean, just like Moses separated the Red Sea in the myth, exposing the deep seabed..."

According to the old sailors, after the incident, the people on the ship were required by the military to keep them secret. After that, the sailors were dispersed and reorganized. Although there is no evidence, he insisted that until now there are still military personnel watching him secretly, and he secretly found the opportunity to disclose it after hiding the secret in his heart for many years.

However, in the later medical appraisal, the old US soldier was identified as suffering from Alzheimer's disease and depression, so he couldn't be sure what he said was his delusion, or because he was too lonely, he wanted to use shocking words to win the attention of the world. But among those conspiracy theorists, the old sailors' speeches are extremely popular.

Many people therefore claim that this incident is related to the legendary Atlantis civilization.

"A veteran's nonsense."

The man in the coat still walked forward without looking back.

"What about the bizarre phenomenon in Manhattan? This is officially recognized, and many people can testify."

Louis asked again.

The other evidence is the bizarre incident in Manhattan, New York when Incident 124 occurred.

At the same time as the 124 incident, a weird phenomenon occurred in Manhattan, New York at the time. A weird explosion destroyed the entire Manhattan city and caused widespread casualties.

And some people said that before this weird explosion, a large number of soldiers and even fighters went to block people from going. A police officer who did not want to reveal his true identity insisted that "everyone was turned into salt long before the explosion."

"That afternoon, the police department received a temporary mission to ask capable officers to go to Manhattan, and I was one of them... After I went there, I discovered that there was a steady stream of soldiers coming there, and those soldiers asked us to pull off the isolation zone. , Drive the crowd. Although I still don’t understand what happened there, I’m sure that those who disappeared have become salt, because I saw it at the time. There are some on the streets and in the driver’s seat of the car. Some white substance, that is salt...I was ordered to return, but not long after, the explosion occurred. The entire Manhattan area was vitrified. Almost none of the soldiers survived, and I was one of the few survivors of the incident. one."

These are also one of the few incidents that have been officially recognized, but the official explanation is that the 124 incident led to the accidental detonation of the weapons depot in an underground military base.

Due to the large number of missing persons and the fact that a military base was secretly placed in Manhattan, the public opinion at the time was greatly affected, political shock was great, and countless public officials stepped down.

Time has passed, and many events of that year have been settled, but the impact of the 124 incident is still widely discussed.

The impact of the 124 incident is so far-reaching that even today, 40 years later, there are countless books, movies, and games discussing it.

However, due to the fact that there are too many rumors about 124, and the logical loopholes in many claims are large, the supporters of the conspiracy theory are only a handful of people, and most people still believe the official statement.

"An explosion, what is there to say."

The man replied coldly.

"but……"

Before Louis could finish speaking, the man who had always cherished his words stopped and looked at Louis beside him.

His eyes were hidden behind the scarf, and they were terribly cold. In front of these eyes, Louis felt horrified, and swallowed his words abruptly.

"I know that your firearm shooting, clue tracking, etc. scores are very good, and those instructors speak highly of you, but in my eyes you are just a kid who has just stepped into the world. If you don't want to be washed away by the agency If you remember, talk less and close your mouth obediently."

This is probably the most men say when facing Louis.

Under the deterrence of those cold and terrible eyes, Louis said nothing more along the way.

When he reached a small bar, the man opened the door and walked in. There was no one inside, only the boss sitting at the counter was wiping the glass in his hand.

"Oh, Mike, haven't seen you in a year, have you come to visit your uncle again?"

"..."

Facing the boss's warm greeting, Mike didn't say much, just nodded slightly, took off his hat, revealing his cold face.

The bar owner obviously understood Mike's character, smiled and didn't say much, then looked at Louis beside Mike.

"Who is this……"

"my son."

Mike replied indifferently, while Louis scratched his head a little embarrassedly and smiled at the bar owner.

"Son... that strange old man is really lucky, to have your family who cares about him like this, and come to visit him every year."

The bar owner seemed to have thought of something, and said with some regret.

"Bad old man? Old Roberts has a weird character?"

Louis asked curiously.

The barkeeper laughed.

"It's not just a weird, it's simply withdrawn and stubborn. He guards his sea of ​​flowers all day long. He lives on the edge of the town and doesn't interact with others. It has been decades, and most people here have not interacted with this strange The old man said something."

"Speaking of which, in the early years, there were some tourists who wanted to visit the sea of ​​flowers. They could have made more money for traveling, but the old man pointed a gun at those tourists and forced them to leave. I shot it directly and scared those tourists never dared to come again..."

Having said that, the bar owner shook his head regretfully.

It seems that there is a great resentment towards this old Roberts, and no one is willing to listen to him talking about these things. When meeting an audience like Louis, who is willing to listen to him, the bar owner is also very interested and talks about it.

And Louis kept nodding his head, but at the same time quickly constructed a character model of "Old Roberts" in his mind.

Withdrawn, weird, and marksmanship seem to be very powerful, and I especially value my flower sea...

When walking out of the bar, Louis asked.

"Why go to a bar halfway? This bar owner should be just an ordinary person."

"We have too much snow on our bodies, and the target won't like it. We must melt before we meet him."

Mike pressed his hat and said indifferently.

The confusion in Louis's heart grew stronger. Judging from Mike's performance, he seemed to value the weird old man named "Old Roberts" very much. No, or the agency valued this weird old man very much.

"Why is this old Roberts so important?"

He still couldn't help but speak.

Mike didn't answer him, just continued to move forward indifferently.

Within a few minutes, the two saw a lonely house, and the sea of ​​flowers not far away had withered. Mike walked to the house and knocked on the door.

"Bang bang bang."

After waiting quietly for a while, there was no response.

"Uncle Roberts, are you there? This is Mike."

However, there was still no response, Mike's brows frowned, and he realized that something was wrong, so the agent stepped back decisively and slammed open the door directly.

"Boom!"

The door lock was roughly knocked open, and the scene in front of him stunned Louis behind...

The floors, walls, furniture, and even the ceiling are filled with strange characters. Some characters are still in English, and some have become characters that no one recognizes. Those English seemed to be written at first, or brutally smeared with ink, and then began to turn into bright red blood. Those frantic outlines and traces all reflected the madness of the writer.

Among those English, Louis could barely recognize a few...

"Joan", "Betty", and "Wendy", these three names were scribbled repeatedly, and occasionally a name called "Uberto" appeared suddenly, but with the end of writing, these repeated names finally appeared Have been replaced by one sentence...

"It will come back!"

"It will come back!"

"It will come back!"

The huge handwriting and crazy scribbling all reveal the hysteria of the person who wrote these words. After that, almost every sentence was repeated in this way, only the names of the first few people that reappeared occasionally, and then the weird words written with blood smeared afterwards.

Mike's face was gloomy, and he began to search quickly, but...

"Not here."

Mike said calmly, but he didn't know when his hat was tightly clenched.

"Wait... look at this."

But on the side, Louis pointed to a place where debris was piled up. Where Louis pointed his finger, there seemed to be blood stains and a few strange scales, just like the scales of a snake.

"Should have left a few hours ago, maybe we can catch up."

Louis clenched his fingers, then judged...

Following the faint traces of blood and scales along the way, the two followed desperately, and the clues also showed strange changes. At the beginning, it was only a bright red blood stain, but then it gradually became a large number of snake scales and scattered flesh and blood.

At the end of the track, there is a beach...

"Wow..."

The sea water hit the landing ground, causing the tide to continue surging.

A long bloodstain can vaguely see the traces of struggling to crawl forward, and at the end of the bloodstain, at the junction of the sea and the land, a corpse is lying quietly, with scales all over him.

On that old face, the frozen pupils had no color, only silence.

Snake scales seemed to have spread all over the body, and those snake scales seemed to have grown from its body, and fresh traces of forcibly stripped away could be seen. Those fragmented skin and scales, and cracked wounds seem to prove how much pain the deceased endured during his lifetime.

"He... he seems to be running all the way, pulling down the snake scales on his body all the way, and eventually he lost too much blood and died before rushing to the sea."

Louis swallowed, and looked at the corpse in front of him with some astonishment.

Looking at the corpse, Mike's eyes were complicated.

"Is he a human or a monster?"

Louis couldn't help asking.

"It's human."

Mike replied in the affirmative. He stared at the old man in front of him who still wanted to pull off the snake scales symbolized by the monster before he died, and said inexplicably.

"A man who once saved the world."

...

Half an hour later, in a certain building, a person had received news and photos from the agent.

The tall and thin man carefully looked at the sent VR image, tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, his face was cold, but he could see a little uneasy faintly, and then he spoke.

"Send these to Mr. Roman."

Ten minutes later, an angry roar sounded.

"Impossible! It's dead! It's dead! It's impossible to have another chance to come back!"

"But that is the truth, Mr. Roman."

Facing the image in front of him, the tall and thin man who was over eighty years old, who had already retreated to the second line but was still full of power, said neither humble nor arrogant.

"A high degree of'snakeization' has appeared in Roberts. The level of'snakeification' is far beyond our cognition. Even among the data on seabed snakes that have been excavated, such a high level of'snakeification' is also very It is unimaginable, I am afraid that Uberto can not be compared with it."

"You once said to me that'snake-like' is because the more you understand, the easier it is to be eroded and infected. Uberto is the chosen person. That existence gives Uberto a lot of knowledge, and finally he borrows Uberto’s hand was out of the seal. But now it seems that Roberts is the one who was really selected. After forty years, we thought that Roberts didn’t know much and would not be "snakeified", but now it seems to be us. wrong."

"If Mr. Roberts really ran to the sea in the end, we wouldn't know what a completely snake-like snake-man would do. Fortunately, Mr. Roberts was obviously aware of this, and he ended up abruptly. I got off my snake scales and caused myself to lose too much blood and die."

After listening to the tall and thin man, the old man on the opposite side sat on a chair in vain with a cane.

After a while, he inexplicably remembered what the other party said when he saw Leonardo.

"The Priory of Sion Mountain has many secret branches. I will tell you these secret instructions to control them. Remember, make good use of them..."

In the end, he still didn't understand why Da Vinci gave the method of controlling those secret branches to Freemasonry. You know, it was a huge institution in the inner world, an ancient organization comparable to Freemasonry. ~www.readwn.com~ But in the end it was given to the Freemasonry by Leonardo, the master of the Priory of Sion.

why?

He didn't understand at all.

But now, he seems to understand something...

"The gods rejoice, the gods rejoice... You are the one who knows the destiny, you are the one who sees the secrets, inherit the ancient blood, and keep the ancient loyalty. You need to remember, the unspeakable and the unspeakable, the unspeakable and unheardable voices , Invisible and invisible appearance..."

Suddenly, Roman was inexplicably reciting the words that every monk of the Priory of Sion would need to recite when they joined.

In a daze, he seemed to be able to see a pair of erected snake pupils, looking coldly at the world of sand that was shaped by tiny ants.

...

In the depths of the earth, the huge will is still asleep, occasionally uttering low dreams; and above the earth, people who know nothing are still enjoying a peaceful life.