Chapter Eighty-Three: Breaking the Heavenly River
She doesn't care what kind of surrogate doctor the white ghost will have in the future, all she cares about now is herself.
Earlier, the Physician wanted to use the regenerated Ikawa as the vanguard to break through the defenses of Villa Seven, even if he was cannon fodder and lose both, but the appearance of the circus leader completely disrupted her plans.
For the circus, the biggest enemy in the world is the hunters of the Nine Places, and today it is a good opportunity to kill two birds with one stone, which makes the doctor who is a hunter become the prey to a certain extent.
The current situation Ikawa can't count on for a long time, and even if he wants to get out of the way, he can only rely on himself.
She was already standing on top of a gazebo in Malfoy's apartment, the highly personalized blue and white tiles shining faintly at her feet, and the circus master, still wearing a hood covering himself tightly, stood on the ground, bowing slightly, and the darkness under the hood watched her quietly.
The doctor suddenly smiled and said, "I've been curious about one thing since just now, why do you keep wearing that hood, could it be that the spider destroyed your face when it attacked you." ”
The circus director said: "He wants to leave a scar on my face, and he will need to practice for decades." ”
The doctor said, "Listening to your tone, it seems that you are confident, so you have expected the rebellion of the five of them?"
The circus master said: "Not really, I know the personality of the spider very well, and I know the purpose that has always been hidden in his heart, but what I didn't expect was that he really had the guts to sneak up on me." ”
The doctor smiled: "Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant, never underestimate a person's greed and appetite, that will inevitably make you suffer." ”
The circus director said: "Although your words are sometimes suspicious of Zhuge Liang, but they are also reasonable, I have written it down." ”
The doctor said, "Can you summarize the cause of that incident afterwards?"
"Naturally, learning from our failures is something that people like us have to do, otherwise we won't live very long. ”
The circus director said: "I used to be puzzled by the rebellion of the spider, and even if he had a backbone, he would not be so anxious to make a move, and he could have waited for an unfavorable opportunity for me." But in the end, there is only one possibility, and that is that there is a master behind the spider, or a group of masters, and that organization can't wait for some reason. ”
The doctor said, "It sounds ridiculous, but it seems to be the only result. ”
The circus master said, "Later, when the clown went after the spider, he proved it. ”
Although I didn't see the figure of that organization, I did detect its clues.
White Ghost is one of them!
The doctor and the circus director chatted without a word, looking like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, but those who knew the inside story knew that this was just a brief sympathy between two enemies who had fought for many years, and this seemingly innocuous conversation just gave the two more time to brew the mood of killing, and later on, whether the two fought a decisive battle of death or life, they would inevitably pay the most painful price.
The doctor said, "Do you know what that organization is now?"
The circus master nodded, and then said: "There is a little eyebrows, but the members of this family can be described as extremely mysterious, no matter what method I use to probe and infiltrate, there is no result in the end, only two points are known." ”
The doctor raised an eyebrow and motioned for the circus master to continue.
"First, almost all of their current members are in the Neo-Victorian era, and the exact location of them is unknown, and even if they have a grasp of the TAROT there, not all members know the inside story. As for the second..."
The circus director paused for a moment, and said in a profound tone: "They should all be from the East Island." ”
Hearing the name Higashijima, the doctor's smiling cheeks stiffened slightly, as if the circus master's words had poked at the sore spot in her heart.
The circus master said faintly: "For many years, countless blasphemers have been speculating about where the blasphemer's power comes from, and only a few blasphemers know that the source of power comes from Tritogna's moment, but this answer is not accurate, just as the infinite power of the ebb and flow of the tide cannot give birth to electricity, if you want to generate electricity, you need a power plant, and the tidal energy generator in the power plant is the most important." ”
"The power of the blasphemer should have originated from a person, a person called the Archaeopteryx. ”
Speaking of this, the circus leader said: "But everything has a beginning, and the Archaeopteryx was not born for no reason, you are the one who made the Archaeopteryx born." ”
The physician listened quietly, the expression on his face that had just become almost flat, as if he were listening to someone else's story, and when the circus master calmly and sharply pointed out the truth, the doctor's expression remained surprisingly calm.
After a while, the doctor said, "What you said is not accurate, to be precise, I am just one of the entire R&D team." ”
The circus director sneered slightly: "You are worthy of being a former scientific researcher, and the logic of your speech is rigorous, but it doesn't matter, it is said that you are the only person who has survived the entire team at present, right?"
In the face of doubt, the doctor nodded and said, "It should be so." ”
The circus master nodded and said, "In that case, then you bear all the hatred." ”
That's it, there's no need to say more.
Naturally, those who should come will come, and those who should die will naturally die.
The white robe on the doctor's body was fluttering and shaking after blowing, but in this darkness, the white robe on this body looked abrupt, like the clothes of the god of death.
The scalpel that had been held in his hand flashed coldly, shining with a cold luster.
It was cloudy and moonless tonight, and the cold light in the doctor's hand was a small moon in this square garden.
The moonlight is shining, like the Milky Way flowing above the nine heavens.
Countless blades converged and slashed towards the circus master.
The circus master's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't care about the sword light of the Nine Heavens Galaxy in front of him, and his eyes hidden under the hood looked at a tree not far away as if he were distracted.
It was a well-varied French plane tree.
At this time, it is a good season for the growth of the plane tree, and each leaf is full and fat, although it is not as elegant and beautiful as it has been for a while, but it exudes a sense of vitality and is destining.
"What a tree. ”
The circus master sighed softly, then raised his arm, his palm naturally stretched out in the shape of a hand knife, and then thundered down from top to bottom.
With a leisurely palm, the dazzling Nine Heavens Galaxy was divided into two.