Hundreds of miles away, Maso's dilapidated body was constantly trembling, and through the perception system of the "God-killing Armor", Maso could feel the warm blood flowing from Matthew's body, and the moist heat made his already cold heart begin to melt.

At this time, although Marceau had taken revenge, this revenge brought him only heavier pain.

Matthew raised his blood-stained palm and touched it on the cold "God-killing Armor", marking several shocking blood stains.

"Congratulations, big brother, now you... Happy..."Matthew's eyes closed weakly, his snort became weaker and weaker, and his body slowly fell from the side of the "god-killing armor" like a ragged puppet.

The cold dagger slid out of Matthew's body, blood spurting out like a column, but soon its momentum weakened, and it trickled out of the wound.

At this time, Maso only felt extremely weak, and he wanted to sit down on the ground, but the intelligent system of the "God Killer Armor" did not allow him to do so.

Maso looked down at the palm of his hand, the dark armor arm and the silver dagger were stained red with blood, and the warm blood began to become cold, and the feeling of coagulation made Maso fall into a spider's web.

"Ah!!h

A scream of grief was released from the "Armor of the Godslayer", and it became even more frantic in the chaotic night.

...

Akita froze, as if he heard some kind of heavy howl, and just as he was about to say something, Hugo whispered, "Matthew is dead." Akita was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, but the smile on his face quickly subsided.

Although this is not the first time Akita has faced death, it is a little different from the past, and Akita has a faint sense of loss in his heart, even sadness.

He doesn't have a crush on Matthew, and he has a grudge against this crazy demon, but the thought that the life of the person who spoke to him not long ago has been erased in this world at this moment, and the person who did it is still the person closest to him, which makes Akita feel very unreal.

Hugo didn't bother to bother with Akita's feelings, so he found a clean and relatively quiet corner and sat down, slowly closing his eyes.

Hugo was not meditating, he was just taking a short break and communicating with Eva's conscious soul within himself.

The information about Nightingale mentioned by Matthew did not seem important to Hugo, but Eva told Hugo that there was valuable information in it. Hugo realized the seriousness of the matter.

You must know that Eva has been out of the Tritoclea Stone Monument world until tonight, and has no communication with the present world, so it is impossible for her to know the secrets of many modern things, so there is only one possibility of this, and that is that it is related to the Tritoclea Stone Tablet.

Soon Hugo's conscious soul began to ask Eva what she had just said.

Eva said indifferently: "This kind of appearance is really weird, obviously the soul fusion has been carried out, but the memory and thinking are too late to share, it seems that we are more like ghosts competing for this body." ”

Hugo said: "Now that the situation is urgent, there is no time to think about other things, just get through the current hurdle." ”

Eva said: "It doesn't matter, it's a good feeling, and we all keep a space for privacy." ”

Hugo smiled when he heard this: "Privacy space? If you say it wrong, if I'm not mistaken, you spied on my memories when I entered the world of Tritogolea Stone Inscriptions, where did your humane spirit go when I was there?"

Eva was dissatisfied: "You have invaded my territory, and you even ask me to have a humane spirit? ”

Hugo smiled, but soon his laughter stopped, for he heard something from Eva's words.

"You... Know?" Hugo said in surprise.

Eva didn't care about this, and said very calmly: "Of course." ”

"But..."Hugo was about to ask a question when Eva said directly: "Have you forgotten one thing, the former Tritoglaia Stone Inscription has always been kept by the Atlantean clan, and each generation of sacrificial souls will enter it, and each generation of sacrificial souls will inform us of their experience in the world and changes in the world, so although we conscious souls live in the world of stone inscriptions, they are not completely blind and deaf." ”

Hugo suddenly came to his senses, and then he realized something else, and then he said to Eva: "If I'm not mistaken, Atlantis was forced to use the Tritograma Stone Monument to create a new world because of the Second World War..."

Eva said, "That's right, *** is what I knew at that time, and it was almost the last time I learned about the outside world. ”

Hugo understood that something had happened in the remnants of Atlantis, which had led to the loss of the Tritogramia Stone Inscription, which laid the foundation for all the hidden dangers of today.

Hugo said: "What is the very important point about the Nightingale information that you told me earlier?"

Eva said, "What can I know? I don't know about Matthew, Nightingale, or any family organization, nor do I have that interest. There is only one name I know. ”

Thoughts flashed through Hugo's mind.

"Qianrou?"

Eva said, "That's right, that's the name." ”

Hugo said, "How did you know her?"

Eva said, "Because she is a sacrifice of Atlantis, she has also entered the stone inscription of Tritocleia. ”

Hugo was completely shocked by these words, and it took him a moment to react and say softly: "You mean that this woman named Qianrou is a conscious soul who came out of the stone tablet of Tritocleia, and now she is possessed by someone else's body?"

Eva said: "I don't know if this statement is true or wrong, because I don't know the reason for it, but I can be sure that its conscious soul has never existed in the Tritoclea Stone Tablet before, and it never existed until the Tritograma Stone Tablet was destroyed ten years ago." ”

This sentence made Hugo feel a little confused for a while, but Eva quickly borrowed doubts for Hugo.

"This Qianrou is none other than the person who entered the world of stone inscriptions and threatened all the predecessors and asked us to create an otherworldly space. She was the one who ruined it all. ”

The gentle night breeze blew from the air, and Hugo's body suddenly felt a little cold, I don't know if this chill came from the body or from the heart.

"What happened back then?"

Hugo asked, and Eva sighed, "After all these years, although the hatred has not subsided in my heart, I really didn't expect to be able to bring it up again." But I can't say anything about this situation now, and I also feel that everything you have experienced now is also related to the events of the past, especially the appearance of Qianrou makes me more sure of this inference. ”

Hugo's breathing became rapid, and he knew that he might be exposed to a deeper secret by accident, and this past would be the origin of everything.

Eva said: "When Qianrou entered the world of Tritoclea Stone Monument to negotiate with our old guys, she didn't talk about it with red mouths and white teeth, she showed us something very convincing, and that is memory. ”

"Including some of the negotiations we went through again after that, and seeing some memories of other people, these things will soon come to you. Although I don't know everything, you can get a general idea of what happened back then. ”

After saying that, Eva's conscious soul suddenly released some kind of energy like a generator, Hugo subconsciously dodged the defense, at this time Eva said: "Don't resist, these are my memories of the past, accept it." ”

Hugo immediately woke up when he heard this, and then began to promote his consciousness and soul to relax, and soon the electric energy entered Hugo's consciousness, Hugo suddenly felt that a kind of enlightened energy spread in his own thinking, along with this energy came countless pictures and fragments, and in an instant, Hugo's consciousness and thinking came out of a bright blank.

But soon this void dissipated, replaced by the complexity and heaviness of Hugo's conscious soul.

After a while, Hugo slowly spit out four words.

"I see. ”

...

Early twentieth century.

A bright early morning one day.

The loud crowing of chickens resounded through the field, resounding in the empty neighborhood.

Lird flipped heavily on the bed, his face showing an impatient affection, as the quilt rested on his head.

But Lird's actions did not help him sleep, and soon the rooster crow echoed again, and the sound echoed through Lird's small room, as if it were shaken, and the dust from the beams fell with it.

"Damn it, it's annoying!"

A vague complaint came from Liard's mouth.

"I can't even lay an egg a day, and I always put on a majestic appearance! Look if I don't kill you one day to eat meat!"

But even with the curse in his mouth, the rooster's crowing still stops, but it tends to become more and more violent.

And just as Lird was fighting against him, louder shouts came from downstairs.

"Rise, Lyard, it's time for breakfast. ”

Liard's face suddenly showed a defeated expression, and he stuck his head out of the bed and shouted, "Grandma, I don't eat breakfast anymore, I'm not hungry!"

Grandma's voice, however, continued to cry out: "You have to wake me up without breakfast! You will have to go to school in a moment, and Father Scar has already told me that you can no longer skip classes this semester." ”

"Father Scar is a liar!" shouted Liard.

Grandma's angry voice came randomly: "Shut up! Beware of God punishing you for being an unruly guy!"

Lird snorted coldly, and then whispered, "I don't believe in any God..."

Grandma murmured a repentant word downstairs, and then continued to say loudly: "Listen to me, Liard, if you don't get up now and go to school for me, I'll go up to the attic and burn all your nautical charts as firewood, and I've heard that the toast bread made from the paper barbecue tastes very good!"

This time Lird snapped his eyes open and sat up from the bed of the boat at random.

"I'll go down now!"

...

After waking up, Lird came out of the bathroom listlessly, and sat down on the chair next to the dining table, staring blankly at the milky milk in the cup in front of him.

"Whoa, don't look at it, I'm going to go to class after drinking it for a while. ”

Grandma's eyes widened and urged Lird.

Lird snorted, but didn't mean to move.

Grandma's eyes widened.

"Say, what kind of nautical chart did you read last night? How many times have I said that don't read at night, the devil hiding in the book will drag you away!"

Lird rolled his eyes and said, "Grandma, how many times have I said that there are no devils in this world, and now the whole town is just you and Father Scar believe that there are gods and devils." ”

"You give me another round of. Grandma roared angrily, to which Lird could only pout helplessly.

Grandma was also a little accustomed to Lird's reaction, but she was still very annoyed in her heart.

"You people are really hopeless, what science and technology are hanging on your lips every day, and those are all lies made up by the devil, specially used to coax you ignorant and greedy people!"

Leard was not convinced: "But don't you also like to listen to the radio?"

Grandma exclaimed, "The radio is a gift from God to me so that Wo can better listen to His teachings!"

"What God's teachings," said Liard, "are the discs played by the radio station, which are transmitted by radio to..."

Grandma's voice interrupted Lird again.

"That's an angel on the radio playing for me!"

Lird rolled his eyes helplessly, and he was speechless about his grandmother, who didn't eat oil and salt, so he had to reach out and pick up the milk glass in front of him.

At this time, Grandma also stood up from the dining table, staggered to the radio placed not far away, and said: "You are now more and more like your dead ghost father, every day you go out into the wilderness, always want to go to the United States, what kind of gold rush to make a fortune, bah! Gold coins are all traps set by the devil." ”

"That radio was bought in dollars," Leard said. ”

"Shut up!"

Lird could only continue to drink milk.

Grandma walked up to the radio and tinkered with it with her unskillful skills, hoping to tune in to the music that could be heard in the past.

However, for some reason, today's radio signal is extremely vague and poor, and no matter how much grandma teases, she can't make a sound.

After a long time, my grandmother became a little anxious, and at this moment, a continuous murmur came out of the radio.

Although the murmur was a little muffled, it was very real to the ears of Grandma and Liard.

The murmur is not long, just a few words.

“... Germany... Attack... Poland..."

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