Twilight slid into the core, every hair on her body stood on end as she dived, and only her breathing could be heard quietly in the vast castle, and she looked at the strange sculptures around her, and the darkness and gloom swept over her.

She cheered up and didn't dare to act rashly, and every time she stepped on the ground, her heart would stop for a moment. -She kept groping with her memory, and the staggered light in the corridor in front of her sprinkled on the stone carvings on both sides of it, and an eerie aura came over the surface.

When passing by the corridor, she noticed the picture scrolls placed on both sides of the corridor, two huge paintings that vividly reflected the environment of the characters, but the painting style was strange as if it was dried up for a long time, and the picture scroll seemed to be painted with a paradise lost. Her eyes were fixed on the scroll, as if they had been sucked in.

Twilight's heart sank, she hadn't felt like this the last time she was here, and her heart hung in the air. The intricate corridors seem to be hallucinating, and the sound of whistling is constantly coming from the ears.

Twilight: A spirit slashes a wound on her wrist, and her brain instantly clears.

"Tick-tock-" The sound seemed to be amplified as the blood dripped to the ground, constantly stimulating the head, becoming more and more awake, and the voice next to the ear became clearer, as if suddenly walking into a whistling valley.

Suddenly—

There was silence, and Twilight shivered. A symphony sounded, tactful and mournful, and the tune of the music box kept ringing in my ears.

The scene in front of me became dim and lonely, the gloomy castle became rusty, and after years of washing and precipitation, only the remnants of the ridge were left behind, and the dark clouds in the sky became heavy, as if they were about to swallow up the entire castle.

Twilight's mind is intertwined with memories and scenes, fragments constantly overlapping the picture, and coldness and fear welling up from the bottom of her heart. She began to want to escape from the castle, her face was like ashes, she could not get out of the castle in circles, and the bouquets of flowers were withered, as if it were an ancient tomb instead of an ancient castle.

Z's figure suddenly appeared in the castle in the core, and he squinted at the scrolls that floated around him, blocking his path, before he stopped to take a closer look.

The scroll floats in the air in a staggered manner, and under the darkness the scroll falls golden debris. Each scroll seemed to be a separate scroll, but a closer look could be pieced together into a whole painting, and he vaguely saw a figure moving in the scroll.

At this moment, there was a commotion behind Z, and he frowned and looked at it, weren't the emerald green eyes Twilight? But he didn't expect Twilight to be imprisoned in the painting.

Z's hands pinched, his fingers flew up and down, and a transparent light curtain almost like a water curtain waterfall rose from the ground, and the sparkling light curtain was like a mirror, refracting the opposite scene, at first glance, there was no clue.

Z observes the scroll behind the Water Curtain Falls, and if he comes late, Twilight will definitely be captured. He looked at Twilight, who was frantically fleeing in the middle of the scroll, her body covered in scars, no different from ordinary people.

Z's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter as he tried to cut through the scene where Twilight hadn't yet entered, and the blade slashed lightly, tearing the scroll apart and splitting in half, instantly turning into flames and ashes.

At this time, the place where Twilight fled began to collapse, and everything was reduced to rubble, as if it had experienced a shocking catastrophe.

Twilight's body grew weaker and weaker, and as she watched from afar, the castle gradually collapsed, with no pattern to follow, and without warning, and after the collapse, a raging fire ignited, and at that moment, the fire filled the sky, illuminating the entire dim world.

Z saw the enforcer approaching the light curtain, his hand paused for a moment, and the enforcer swept the light curtain, but did not notice, turned around and walked away.

Z breathed a sigh of relief and slashed, white light flashed, and the last scroll was shattered, and Twilight's body fell out of the torn scroll.

She gasped for breath, her half-asleep memories waking up in the nightmare, the destruction of Paradise Lost, and her sleep beneath the castle in endless darkness. Is this where the Dark City came from?

Twilight looked at Z with a stunned expression, "How could it be you?" ”

"The core place is fake, and the permission should not be taken here." Z's clothes were still stained with H's blood, and he pursed his lips, it seemed that Twilight had been discovered, and they would soon notice that something was wrong here.

"Come with me." With a wave of his hand, the curtain of water in front of him sank to the ground, leaving not even a drop of water.

Z saw the hesitation in Twilight's eyes, "I'll explain to you later." ”

Twilight follows Z's footsteps directly, and the two of them quickly set off towards the true core.

Just as Twilight rushed out of the core, she saw Shikazawa standing in front of him covered in blood, his face gloomy but pale as paper, and a pool of blood as far as the eye could see from the fallen enforcer.

When he saw Twilight, his eyes lit up and darkened, he didn't expect Twilight to stun him and imprison him in the Misty Forest, and if he hadn't noticed it before he fainted, it would have been unknown if he would have been able to see Twilight when he woke up......

"I'm sorry!" Twilight saw despair in Shikazawa's eyes, and his cold eyes seemed to kill a god.

Lu Ze lowered his eyes and hugged Twilight Xi in his arms, his hoarse voice revealing concern, "It's good that you're alive." ”

Shikazawa forced Youni to tell him the location of the core, and when he left the Misty Forest, the Lord of the Temple had already arranged for all the men to wait for him outside the forest, and he struggled to break into the core.

Z pretended to cough, "Let's go!" ”

Several knives shot out in succession, slashing through the throats of the enforcers, blood spilling out, and before they could struggle, they fell to the ground.

"The true core is in the Temple, and it cannot be reached directly using any power. The secret door that Mr. A has been looking for is hidden in the core. Z led Shikazawa and Twilight to the temple.

All the previous obstacles had been cleared, and the stomach couldn't help but roll through the long passage, covered with corpses, severed limbs, and a foul stench. Twilight sees the corpse on the ground, and the death is miserable and cruel.

She glanced at Z, "You did it?" ”

"By accident, the Lord of the Temple has been setting a trap for all of us to drill. Supreme power, who can not be tempted, once indicated, the end is worse than death. Z cautiously walked ahead to avoid the mechanism being activated again.

When they reached the end, a towering tree rose from the ground under the light curtain, each of its dark green leaves emitting a faint glow, and Twilight was stunned as she watched everything in front of her.

"It's exactly the same!" The necklace around her neck mirrors it.

Z slowly walked in front of the big tree, "The Lord of the Temple has now set up a net for you to send to the door, if you don't discover this secret in time, I'm afraid everyone will die." ”

Twilight took off the necklace, she didn't know how to get permission, she slowly moved forward, the leaves slowly floating towards the tree as if they were spiritual, the light screen erected around it was like air to it, and it sank into the light screen and returned to the tree.

The whole tree became more dense, every leaf was crystal clear, and the data bands at its roots seemed to suddenly lose their vitality, gradually shrunk and dried up, and countless black data bands turned into powder and scattered everywhere.

Everyone held their breath as they watched the strange scene unfold in front of them.

Twilight finally learns that so many goddesses are used by the Lord of the Temple to maintain his authority, and he will not hesitate to strengthen his position at the cost of their lives.

Twilight stares intently at all of this, and an even more astonishing scene appears in front of her.

The leaves of the towering tree gradually withered, and the yellowed branches and leaves gradually blackened in the dark space, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into dust and disappeared into the main hall, along with the trunk of the tree.

Twilight's eyes widened in surprise, her eyes full of despair, "Could it all be fake?" ”

"Wait!" Lu Ze gradually approached the big tree, and a small green sapling gradually grew out of the pile of ashes, and the light of life gradually lit up the darkness of the entire hall.

Suddenly—

The small sapling grows vigorously and gradually grows into a towering tree, the tender green branches cover the branches, the soft branches and leaves gradually stretch out, and a tiny sapling grows into a towering tree in a few breaths. Countless fireflies of light fell from the green foliage, and they rushed towards Twilight's palms as if they were being restrained and summoned.

Particles of dusty fireflies gathered in the palm of his hand, and green leaves appeared in Twilight's hand, returning to their original appearance.

The necklace that Twilight tugged on in the palm of her hand emitted a soft light, and suddenly, there was a warm temperature in the palm of her hand, and a green light appeared, and countless vein nodes seemed to be refracted by a miniature projector refracting all kinds of pictures.

Familiar images intertwine with fragments of memories in her mind, and the light of fireflies gradually covers Twilight's body, and her body is naturally held in the air.

Lu Ze was slightly surprised, his brows furrowed, and he always felt that the truth was not far from the truth. Everything at the moment is enough to show that what Dr. Mo has transplanted into Twilight's body is definitely not as simple as memories.

Twilight was resistant at first, but then there was a sharp pain in her brain, and the memories in the depths of her mind suddenly poured out, and the fragments of the broken memories were pieced together to form a complete picture.

The girl who appeared in her mind countless times, her face gradually became clear. The moment Twilight saw it clearly, she sighed in her heart, she didn't expect the girl in her memory to be her own appearance.

She was noble and elegant, with a lovely cat in her arms, and behind her was a deacon, who looked like a mechanical monster in adversity.

Is it really the legendary man, as the mechanical monster says?

Lost memories flood into her brain like a beast, and Twilight has a splitting headache as she tries to shake off such strange memories. More and more memories of her identity come flooding into her mind, Catwoman's name is Alice, and she has given her human body and name with her own hands.

All the answers followed, and another, even stranger answer gradually formed in her mind, who was she? Why is that handsome face with an eternal fox-like smile hidden in memory fragments?

Mr. A, who the hell are you?