Chapter 145 Hidden Puzzle

Chapter 145 Hidden Puzzle

The drowsiness this time was not like closing and opening the eyes like usual, and it passed overnight.

Huai Shi felt as if she had really fallen asleep.

Immersed in the pain that seems to be splitting the source matter...

The pain caused by the punishment of breaking the oath still lingers in the body, even though it is still so clear in the fragments of countless broken dreams, it even shatters the coherent consciousness, just like when a piece of iron is hit by a hammer on an iron felt.

Reforged in the flames of pain to ensure that this sharp tool continues to fulfill its purpose.

But for Huai Shi, it was an inescapable torture.

Consciousness endures the ravages of pain every moment, until finally, forgetting who he is in the drowsiness, immersed in those fragments of fragmented memories.

In the end, only countless solemn voices were heard echoing in the darkness.

"Abraham, today your hands are soaked in the blood of unrighteousness, this will be the evidence of your atonement, and it will also be a part of your sins..."

"You dirty your hands, preventing more hands from touching the darkness. You bear the sin, so that more souls can step on the ladder of heaven..."

"If your sins are not allowed, your redemption will be far away."

"What has happened, the witnesses must be wiped out; what has been done, the record must be erased... There is nothing new under the sun, and there will be no place outside the sun."

...

In the end, those thunderous voices echoed in his ears, as if to engrave an irrefutable law in his soul:

"—This world is as one as ever."

Huai Shi opened her eyes, looking at the strange ceiling as if in another world, her mind was empty.

who I am?

where am i

What am I going to do?

"You finally woke up?" Ai Qing's voice sounded from beside his ear: "It was a long sleep."

"I... am Huai Shi?" He finally discerned the part that belonged to him from the chaotic memory, and the Book of Fate sorted out everything again, but it was still difficult for him to pull out his thoughts from the chaos.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Twenty-seven hours." Ai Qing sighed, "Twenty-seven hours."

In the long twenty-seven hours, she tried every means to try to wake Huai Shi up, but all interference other than the game went into the sea.

The sound of dice kept ringing, and countless complicated judgments flowed in front of Ai Qing, making it difficult to find the key point.

KP smiled all the time, quietly admiring her gloomy appearance, holding the character card of 'Clement' in his hand, waiting for her surrender and renunciation.

The game can be restarted at any time as long as she wants.

If Huai Shi fell asleep again, Ai Qing didn't even know how long her meaningless insistence could last.

But persistence is actually meaningless.

When KP turned the hole cards in front of her, she knew that maybe her struggles all along had failed.

While meditating, she suddenly heard Huai Shi's voice:

"Ai Qing, do you have something to hide from me?"

"Um?"

She frowned subconsciously and looked at KP, but KP smiled, fiddled with his own dice, and just shrugged slightly to show his innocence.

"Your instructions are too few." Huai Shi said, "If it was before, even if you kept silent, you wouldn't let me mess around, would you?"

"..."

Ai Qing was silent for a long time, and just said: "I'm thinking."

"Is there any result?"

"Yes." Ai Qing replied unhappily: "The result of thinking is to find that here is the same as the reality outside. Most of the time, thinking is useless and will only make yourself suffer.

I have no way to solve the current dilemma. To be honest, I also want to provide you with effective suggestions that can solve the essence of the problem, but I am afraid you will not like it. "

She paused, and lowered her eyes unwillingly: "How to complete your task is up to you to decide."

"Um?"

Huai Shi was stunned: "My mission? Parasus Serre? Didn't he die half a year ago?"

Ai Qing shook her head pityingly, "You will understand soon."

At that moment, Huai Shi's expression suddenly twitched, feeling the mad killing intent in her heart and the uncontrollable hotness and hunger in her chest.

It was a thirst for blood and death.

Because he saw Lily.

The heart was beating crazily, as if it was about to burst, and the uncontrollable secretion of a large amount of hormones made him fall into an unspeakable state of rage.

It's like turning into a beast.

Convulsing violently, he raised his hand, like an epileptic, struggling to get up.

If it weren't for the weakness of limbs at this moment, he might have jumped up and slit her throat.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Lily looked down at him in astonishment, stretched out her hand to open his eyes, and lowered her head to look carefully: "Difficulty breathing, constricted pupils, irregular heartbeat... Is it a side effect that has not been recorded?"

A soft breath blows on his face.

Like the wind in hell.

It caused his canine teeth to grow slowly, and purple-black capillaries emerged from his pale face, so ferocious.

"Don't be afraid."

Lily lowered her head, and took out the needle tube in her pocket and the set of alchemy instruments that Huai Shi left behind. She moved quickly, and soon, the colorless medicine was injected into his carotid artery.

"Don't worry, it's just some tranquilizers and blended serum."

Lily stretched out her hand to test his body temperature, and said softly: "It may be that the poison in your body hasn't been cleaned up, and this will probably make you feel better."

"No, it's not..."

Huai Shi was panting with difficulty.

The deep-seated killing intent was quickly diluted by sleepiness.

The convulsed limbs gradually calmed down, and along with the fading purple-black networks on her face, Huai Shi regained her composure, or in other words, was finally able to suppress the uncontrollable mad killing intent in her heart, and forcibly calmed down.

But countless thunderous roars still lingered in his consciousness.

Like an iron commandment, it constantly brings whipping shocks and thunder-like burning pain.

kill her!

She must be killed!

Paracelsus must be killed!

"But that old man died half a year ago!" Huai Shi yelled in her heart, "I have been looking for a dead man for a year, and I have been looking for a dead man for half a year! The task has already been completed!"

"But he left something behind, didn't he?"

Ai Qing's voice sounded so pitiful: "Think carefully, Huai Shi, you, no, Abraham van Helsing's mission, is really to kill Paracelsus? Think carefully... "

"Find that person, follow that person, and kill that person!"

In a trance, the majestic and old voice sounded in my ears again: "At all costs, let the work of that blasphemer, let that deformed child who will only tarnish the great achievements of the gods be smashed to pieces!"

His... works?

"Yes, his work."

Ai Qing said softly, "The only work left by the master alchemist who is known as the creator of the 'Sage's Stone'..."

Philosopher's Stone?

The incarnation of miracles in the world, the omnipotent crystal, the medicine of immortality, the combination of countless prayers and destiny, one of all, one of one... It is not only used to describe the fifth-level sublimation.

Since ancient times, this existence has been given lofty hopes and expectations by countless people.

From the very beginning, it was the peak of near-impossible miracles.

At a time when the Pioneer Society has become a thorn in the eyes of the religious order, and creationism and evolutionism are gradually becoming incompatible, what other works will be given such a lofty title?

In the torn consciousness, Huai Shi thought hard, and finally felt the loneliness and pain as if facing an infinite darkness.

It was as if she had finally realized Ai Qing's powerlessness.

Think about it, Huai Shi, think about it... don't you have enough clues?

Think, feel the pain of my thinking... and you will understand...

That one truth.

"Lily."

At that moment, Huai Shi murmured incredulously, "Is she... created by... Paracelsus?"

"Is there a second possibility?"

Ai Qing asked back.

It obviously needs a lot of expensive materials to match the attributes of the soul to create, but it becomes so easy in her hands to become a double body...

The precious potion that obviously needs various formulas to create can be successfully transformed and manufactured as long as she draws a little of her own blood...

He obviously looks mature, but sometimes he behaves in such a childish way...

It was obvious that Paracelsus had already died, but when Huai Shi realized the connection between Lily and him, such violent killing intent surged in her heart uncontrollably.

"This is the final truth, Huai Shi."

Ai Qing sighed.

——In front of your eyes, Lily, a girl scholar registered as [Hella], is the most outstanding achievement of Paracelsus!

It is a miracle that the mere existence completely overthrows the theory of creation and pushes the theory of evolution to a new level.

The "Sage's Stone" born from the flask, the soul created out of thin air, not bound by the rules of day and night reincarnation, life and death...artificial people!

If it is a false life, there is no way to usher in the second sunrise.

If there is no soul, it is impossible to go back and sublimate from the tributaries of the Silver Sea and become a sublimator.

If you don't have compassion and kind thoughts in your heart, you can't become a "believer" in the genealogy of the Holy Spirit!

A man-made thing has life, a shell has been given a soul, a heretic has become a disciple of many spirits!

Regardless of which point of these three points is related, the Holy Spirit Genealogy will not allow her to live until the next morning!

She must die.

As long as she is alive, she is denying creationism, cults, and gods!

This is her original sin.

——The "Son of Original Sin" created by Paracelsus!

"BINGO!"

KP applauded in admiration, and expressed his appreciation without any reservation: "You are an excellent investigator, Ms. Ai!

Congratulations, you have solved the hidden mystery in this mod - the death of Paracelsus! "