Apocalypse turned the corner gently, different from the corridor he had just passed, after turning around, there were several rooms on both sides of the road, and the light shone from one of them, Apocalypse held Sarevito's hand, approached, held his breath, the clanging sound from the room was particularly crisp in the silent tunnel, he took a deep breath, kicked open the rusty subway door, and rushed into the room with lightning speed, a thin figure who raised his head in shock appeared in his vision, and Apocalypse grabbed the man's neck and pressed him against the wall。

The face was greeted by a dark face covered in engine oil stains, with large watery eyes that stood out in the eye, a man with a thick beanie on his head, staring at him in horror, and because of the difference in height, the subdued man's feet were completely out of the ground, and he was kicking wildly in the air, and his hands were trying to break the steel wrists on his neck.

In order to prevent strangulation of the emaciated human, Apocalypse relaxed the strength of his hand slightly, and the man was given a little breathing space to grab Apocalypse's arm and cough violently.

"Who are you, why are you here, where is this?" Apocalypse asks a series of questions.

The man relented, stared at the apocalypse viciously, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Despicable bastards, those ugly reptilian lackeys, traitors to mankind, my death will give you an eternal curse, and you will fall into the abyss forever!"

The phrase "eternal fall into the abyss" made Apocalypse lose his mind for a moment, and then he shook his head and repeated his question unmoved.

"Kill me, coward!" the thin human looked fearless in the face of death.

"Heh, are you, rebel?" Apocalypse put him down instead.

The man looked at the apocalypse suspiciously, but his footsteps slowly retreated, moving to the farthest point in the room from the apocalypse.

"I'm not a Bloodservant, you should answer my question. Apocalypse took it for granted that humans deserved to help him, but he forgot that humans who had been oppressed for 600 years had taken skepticism as instinct, and they wouldn't trust anyone easily.

The little man's eyes rolled slightly, and he stretched out his right hand to beckon the apocalypse to come: "You come here, I'll tell you." ”

Apocalypse felt a little funny for the first time, this weak human clearly wanted to plot against himself, but his acting skills were extremely clumsy, but in any case, what could a person without the power of dragon blood do to himself? He approached indifferently, and sure enough, the little man suddenly took out a small bottle from behind him, skillfully picked the cork with his thumb, and splashed all the liquid in the bottle towards Apocalypse.

Apocalypse easily dodged sideways, and the liquid fell to the ground, and the terrible thing was that it was like hot oil poured on cheese, and in an instant it corroded the ground into a deep hole, and there was a pungent smell in the air, which Apocalypse was familiar with.

"God Butcher's Poison! It's you!" Apocalypse's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he was already emotionally unstable just after waking up, and this God Slaughter Poison was the alchemical potion that first corroded his armor in the memory fragments, and his anger at the plot hundreds of years ago overwhelmed him, mistaking the skinny human in front of him for a despicable enemy.

The broken sword Sarevto stabbed the man in the head, and the little man reacted very quickly, barely dodging the sword with his head sideways, but the beanie was nailed to the wall, and long fiery red hair came out of the hat.

"Woman?" Apocalypse barely regained his senses.

Although the thin girl just looked like she was at home, she experienced an almost fatal sword at this moment, her legs trembled, and she was so afraid that she couldn't speak.

"Where did your potion come from?"

"I did it myself. The girl seemed to be frightened enough that she finally gave up her resistance.

"Will you, configure the poison of the God Butcher?" Apocalypse said indifferently.

"I found it here, a semi-finished product, and that was the last bottle just now. ”

“...... What are you doing here?" Apocalypse asked again after a moment's pause.

The girl seemed to have acquiesced to her fate, and replied with a blank face: "I am studying the experimental records left here, which record some information about the ancient god kings, and I think that only by awakening the god kings can I lead the human race to defeat you ...... Monster. ”

"Why do you know that the God-King, the man of the world, has long forgotten history? "Apocalypse was a bit of a surprise.

The girl finally came to her senses, and in the last days of her life, she proudly raised her head and shouted out the secret of her heart: "My surname is glorious Ludwig! My ancestors were the attendants and assistants of the Duke of Duden, and I have always had the blood of resistance in my veins! Now you can kill me, but you can never kill the hope of mankind!"

To her surprise, the vicious blood attendant in front of her actually put away the strange broken sword after hearing her words.

Apocalypse paced back and forth in the room, and after a while finally asked, "Who is this Duden you are talking about?"

"Hah!" the girl let out a look of disdain, "Duke Duden is the savior of mankind, he is the greatest alchemist in the history of mankind!

"You want to wake up the God-King?" Apocalypse interrupted impatiently, in his opinion that a long-dead human didn't matter at all, and whoever he was didn't help the current situation.

"Yes so what!" the girl reverted to her first look of disgust.

"Do you really think that the God-King can single-handedly outperform the mighty Dragon?"

"As long as I see him, I will help him regain his former strength!At that time, the mighty god-king will once again become the leader who led all mankind in the struggle six hundred years ago!" The girl has no hope of living, so it doesn't matter what she says, all her efforts have been in vain anyway.

"You've seen him. Apocalypse took off the mask from her face, revealing a terrible face without skin, but the girl was not afraid at all, her eyes widened, and hot tears ran down her cheeks, and she cried and laughed, and finally sat down on the ground, unconscious.

Apocalypse won't take care of human beings, just silently help the girl to lie on the bed, wipe her cheeks with a towel dipped in some water, and wipe off the oil stains The girl actually looks very delicate, under the thin eyebrows is a straight nose bridge, and there are a few faint freckles scattered on the wings, which makes her a little playful and cute, just the right light red lips as a perfect finish, as if the current facial features are the best match, and a little more or less is not suitable for her.

In the dim underground secret room, Apocalypse silently counted seven thousand two hundred and thirty-eight seconds, the girl convulsed and suddenly woke up, looked at Apocalypse in confusion, and finally remembered the situation before the coma, sat up excitedly and screamed: "Two eyes, one hundred and ninety-five centimeters tall, big sword Salevitto, you are Apocalypse!"

The tall Ancient God King was even more surprised: "Why do you know my situation so well?"

"As I said, I am a descendant of the Ludwig family, and every generation of our family will pass on the glorious deeds of our ancestors against the evil dragons with His Excellency Duke Duden, so I know you three god kings very well. ”

"Duke Duden, what does it have to do with our god king?" Apocalypse didn't understand the girl's logic, and his doubts made him return to the ancient language.

"Don't you remember? You are the ultimate weapon developed by Duke Duden at the last moment!"