Angel looked at the little girl trapped in the blood array, her expression was gloomy, and she didn't show any surprise when she saw them, just stared at them with dead fish eyes.

"Who trapped you here, and when?" said Ingres, looking into Sunny's eyes.

Sanny just sneered and didn't say anything.

Angel turned his head to look at the little boy standing by the blood array, he wanted to touch Sunny in a hurry, but he was afraid of the blood on the ground: "You said earlier that Sunny hasn't left here for months, that is, she was trapped here during these months?"

The little boy nodded: "Yes, Sanny was fine half a year ago......"

"You don't know why she's trapped?" Ingres continued.

"I don't know, Sunny doesn't usually allow me to come near this building. The little boy bowed his head and said.

Angel let out an "oh" in understanding, then looked at Sunny, who was speechless, and sighed twice: "Obviously they are all children, why is your anger so much heavier than his?"

"And with such a heavy anger, he was locked up in the blood array for more than half a year, and he didn't degenerate into an undead. Ingres asked curiously, "What is the reason? Is there any faith that sustains you from falling?"

The little girl had a cold face, still glaring at Angel with vicious eyes, but she didn't answer.

"It's not like that when Sunny falls asleep, she's gentle. The little boy then whispered, "But when she wakes up, she will be very strict, like a changed ......."

Before the little boy could finish speaking, Sanny shouted, "Stupid Yada, shut up!"

The little boy known as "Stupid Yada" grunted his mouth and took two steps back in fear.

At this time, Durou, who had been shivering, suddenly stammered to Angels: "Pa, Pa... Pat-sama, why are there so many ...... here?"

Duru swallowed the last word, his eyes fixed on a transparent tank.

There was a corpse frozen in the tank, and the light of the fluorite shone in, judging from the size of the corpse, it should be a child.

With some trepidation, Durrou slowly photographed the child's head, and finally he could see the child's appearance clearly......

He looked back at the boy with his head down, and then at the corpse in the tank, and the faces of the two were exactly the same. The only difference was that the body in the tank had a lot of scars and even a foot missing.

Duru noticed that there appeared to be a label attached to the tank, and when he looked closer, there was a row of words written on it.

Duru read it out: "Yada, eight years old, died in the year 3389 of the Golden Apocalypse. ”

The current almanac of the Central Empire is marked by Jin Qi. The present year is 3421. In other words, the little boy Yada has been dead for 32 years.

If age were to be counted by time, Yada would have been 40 years old by now, older than Duru and Ingre.

"It's you, isn't it?" Duru looked at Yada.

Yada hesitated for a moment and nodded, "It's me." ”

"How did your corpse end up here?" said Durux, looking elsewhere, where there were tanks, each of which had frozen the corpse of a child.

"Because Dean Thyssen killed them, he froze them here as souvenirs. It wasn't Ada who spoke, it was Ingres.

The situation here, Froud told him early in the morning. Therefore, he was not surprised when he saw it, but in the face of the innocent corpses of so many children, Angel was still a little unbearable and angry.

"Is Dean Thyssen the director of the orphanage, and why did he do that?" said Durroux with indignation.

"Because you can't bully adults, you can only vent your anger on children. Ingres recalled the words of Froude before-

Flode's full name is Froude Thyssen. Dean Thyssen of the Nightmare Orphanage, is his father.

Dean Thyssen, who was also an orphan, was abused as a child, resulting in a physical disability and permanent loss of function in his left leg, which had to be amputated. Luckily, in his most painful time, Dean Thyssen's own parents found him and brought him back to the Thyssen family.

The middle deeds can not be mentioned, and later when Dean Thyssen became famous, he opened this orphanage called "Dream". Externally, he hoped to bring sweet dreams to homeless orphans, but what he did was abuse and killing.

What he had suffered as a child, he inflicted on these weak and innocent orphans. It's like a reincarnation, the tribulation of the past, instead of blooming into bright flowers, turned into a lifelong demonic obstacle, bringing sinful karma to the same innocent children.

But the only thing that is more gratifying is that this cycle ended in Flod's generation.

Ingres didn't know if Froud had this tendency, but he couldn't tell it from the traces of his daily life. But even if he inherited his father's karma, it didn't matter, he was dead anyway.

"Human nature is a matter of choice, some people choose to forgive, some people choose revenge, both of which have merit, but there is also the most cowardly, and the most disqualified, that is, instead of taking revenge on those who have hurt him, he chooses to be them. ”

When you become the person you once hated the most, you will no longer tremble with fear in midnight dreams. But the end of such collusion is to bring the worst part of human nature to the extreme.

Angels didn't tell Dean Thyssen's story to Deux, but somehow, Durroux seemed to understand some of the key points. Originally, he was still afraid of Ada and Sanny, but now he looked at them with a little more pity.

However, Sunny's pity for Duru was only a disdainful sneer.

Durrous sighed and came to Ingres' side, "Master Pat, what are we going to do now?

Ingres looked at a large circular workbench behind Sunny, who, according to Flod, had placed the Dream Conch on the inside of it.

However, judging from the current situation, it is very likely that the dream conch has been taken first. Perhaps, he will return empty-handed.

Angel walked over to the workbench and quickly split it in half according to the mechanism Froud's described.

Seeing Angel's movements, Sunny's eyes were stunned, as if she remembered something, and a trace of resentment appeared in her eyes.

Sure enough, there was nothing. Ingres sighed helplessly, his expression tinged with disappointment. It seems that it is really going to be fruitless.

Only then did Ingres notice that Sunny had been glaring at him, and Angel thought for a moment, crouched down, and made eye contact with Sunny.

"You know who took the contents, right?" Ingres looked at her, "Tell me, who took the box inside?"

"Impossible!" said Sunny, in no uncertain terms.

Ingres looked directly into Sunny's angry and venious eyes, as if he could read her thoughts, and whispered, "Tell me, and I will let you out of this blood array." ”

Shanny is still non-violent and uncooperative.

Angels: "You've been in a state of resentment since you were killed by Dean Thyssen. You hate humans, so you killed those builders, and this accumulated hatred has brought you to the brink of depravity countless times, right?"

"But why didn't you fall? Ingres didn't care what Sunny's expression was, but she still said to herself, "I think there must be some reason why you don't fall." Maybe you still have something to believe in, or maybe there's some other bond that keeps you from falling. ”

"I just heard Ada say that you can be gentle in your dreams. ”

"In the dream, she was a gentle little girl, but when she woke up, she became a murderous evil ghost baby. So, is the dream your gentle hometown and the source of your faith?"

"Shut up! I'll tell you to shut up, did you hear me!" Sunny roared, a powerful soul wave trying to break through the shackles of the blood array.

"If you continue to use the power of your soul, you will really fall. "Angel used a gentle and attributeless soul power to infuse Sanny's furious soul.

The anger that had already risen was unconsciously suppressed.

Seeing this, Ingres continued, "At first I thought that dreams were the source of your beliefs. After all, the thing hidden in the table, in addition to the function of chicken ribs, can also pull you into a dream like a dream weaver ant and have a gentle and lingering good dream. ”

"But now it has been taken away, maybe even half a year ago, these half a year, you can't sleep, and you've been trapped in the blood array and can't get out, the resentment should be enough to make you fall into the undead, but you haven't fallen. Ingres looked at Shanny with a smile: "So, the dream is not actually the source of your beliefs, but the person who created this dream, and it is your concern not to fall, right?"

After listening to Angell's long words, a figure flashed in Sunny's mind, it was a teenager with two big black circles all year round. is also the only person she felt warm from birth to death, except for the stupid Yada.

"Still won't reply?" Ingres didn't care, and continued, "You don't want to talk to me, do you think I'm in league with the people who took the box and shackled you here?"

Sanny didn't deny it.

In fact, Angel was also deceiving her, but she didn't deny it, which means that the person who trapped her in the blood array and took away the dream conch is really the same group of people.

"Do you believe me when I say I'm not the same person with them?" said Ingres.

Shanny was still reluctant to speak.

"You're too guarded, and that's not cute at all. Ingres muttered in a low voice: It's still Yada cute.

"No matter how I explain it, you probably won't believe it. Angel thought for a moment: "Then why don't you let the person you have been worried about come and talk to you?"

After Angel said this, Sanny was stunned for a moment, but the next second she continued to put on a sneering expression.

Ingres didn't say anything, and casually released Frog in the Chapel of the Dead. From the conversation just now, he had already deduced that the reason why Sunny was unwilling to fall was probably because of Flod.

However, the position where Froude appeared happened to be behind Drew. Duru's tall back blocked the view of the others.

But everyone except Duru noticed that there was an extra figure behind him.

Duru was still puzzled, why did Ingres, Sanny, and Ada all look at him, but at that moment, someone gently patted him on the back, and at the same time, a dark wind with a cold voice came into Duru's ears.

"Jean, living man, you are in the way. ”

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