Chapter Twenty-Five: The Mask

"What is this?" Lin Nian was originally ready for the collapse of the three views, but he didn't expect that after opening the box, what was placed inside was not a magical or mythical product, but just a stone ghost mask the size of a human face.

"Let me introduce you that this mask was unearthed in 1922 by the British archaeologist Marshall, who discovered the Mohenjo Daro site in the same year, so we suspect that this mask was excavated in the Mohenjo Daro site. He thought it was a product of the Indus Valley civilization in 2600 BC, so he brought it back and kept it in the museum, but it was stolen in 1940 and found in Leningrad in 1946. Masashi Toyama handed Lin Nian a magnifying glass: "Look at the traces of weathering on it, if the age is not detected wrongly, this mask has been preserved for at least 4,000 years!" ”

"With all due respect, I don't see how this mask has anything to do with the Dragon." Lin Nian took a magnifying glass and carefully observed the mask, but he didn't have any knowledge related to cultural relics identification in the history course he learned in high school, let alone give him a magnifying glass, and it was useless to give him a microscope.

"No, this mask isn't what he really looks like right now, he's actually hiding some dark secrets hidden in the dark." Masashi Toyama said, "Try the first drop of blood to go up." ”

"Blood?" Lin Nian looked up at him.

Masashi Toyama didn't explain, just handed over a blood needle.

Lin Nian hesitated for a moment after taking it, but still stuck it on his finger, forcing a drop of bright red blood to point at the stone ghost noodles in the box.

In Lin Nian's sight, the blood beads slowly rolled down in mid-air, changing in irregular shapes, and finally being pulled by gravity to the center of the stone ghost's eyebrows.

Trample.

In the quiet study, the sound of blood dripping down was particularly heavy.

The next moment, the stone ghost face in the box suddenly trembled, and the part of the mask's lips actually began to open and close actively, and three seconds later, the stone ghost face made a muffled sound, and six spikes on the left and right sides burst out downward, supporting the entire mask in the box!

Lin Nian was frightened by this movement and took a few steps back, and Masashi Toyama gently pressed against his back to signal him to calm down: "Don't be afraid, as long as you don't rashly put it on your face, you will be absolutely safe." ”

Lin Nian fixed his mind and looked at Lin Xian on the side, but found that Lin Xian was looking at the stone ghost face intently, the stone spurs that burst out from the stone ghost face backwards were not straight, but had a certain arc, a total of twelve bone spurs on the left and right, long and short, wrapped the circle of an adult's head backwards, and the whole mask became a simple helmet-like shape.

"This mask is a killing prop?" Lin Nian boldly took a few steps forward and looked at the stone ghost face whose lips were still opening and closing, and asked, "If you wear this mask and get bloody, these spikes will instantly penetrate people's heads, right?" ”

"Yes, after our tests, the speed of the stone spikes burst out after the stone ghost face was sticky and bloody, reaching an astonishing 380 meters per second, breaking through the speed of sound, the hardness of the stone thorns is beyond imagination, harder than any natural material known to the world, even if it is steel, he can pierce it in one breath." Masashi Toyama said, "If you don't believe me, you can try to break those stone thorns, and even if you break them, we won't ask you for compensation." ”

"That's what you said." Lin Nian boldly stretched out his hand and touched a stone thorn behind the stone ghost face, the feeling of his hand was very cold, there was a smooth touch of jade, and he found that compared to the surface of the stone ghost face, there was no trace of weathering on these stone thorns that appeared later, and he really didn't know where he had been hiding in the stone ghost face before.

Lin Nian's three fingers on his right hand pinched the stone thorn and exerted a slight force, the feedback from his hand was extremely hard, he increased his strength step by step but found that the stone thorn did not even appear as a precursor to deformation, and finally he could only give up: "What is the function of this mask?" Killing? ”

"Murder? Would anyone put such a suspicious mask on their face? And it also requires blood to trigger, nothing other than any liquid. Masashi Toyama smiled and shook his head: "I said before that this alchemy item was stolen in 1940, can you think of anything?" ”

In 1940?

Lin Nian was stunned for a moment and didn't react, but Lin Xian looked at him and asked, "How many years is World War II?" ”

"September 1, 1939 to September 2, 1945." Lin Nian subconsciously recited it as if he had endorsed it.

"I have always told you to apply what you have learned, and if you have a good memory, you must continue to consolidate your knowledge." Lin Xian sighed.

Lin Nian was a little embarrassed and touched his nose and asked Masashi Toyama: "What does this mask have to do with World War II?" ”

"The mask was stolen in 1940 and we found it again in 1946 and rediscovered it in St. Petersburg, formerly Leningrad." Masashi Toyama gently wiped the blood stains on the stone ghost's face with a white handkerchief, and the twelve stone thorns instantly bounced back to regain calm: "What can you get when you mention Leningrad?" ”

"Is this a temporary history lesson?" Lin Nian said: "In the Battle of Leningrad, the Soviet Union won a milestone victory, and the German army was defeated. ”

"You have a good history, I suggest you take Dragon Genealogy and Dragon Clan Theory, and the liberal arts subjects for people with good memory have achieved good results." Masashi Toyama smiled and looked at the stone ghost face and said, "Since you know about the Battle of Leningrad, then you must also know that this battle lasted for nine hundred days, which is one of the longest battles in history. ”

"What does this mask have to do with that battle?"

"In fact, the real effect of this mask is not to kill people, but to create people who kill people." Masashi Toyama said.

"Murderers... Person? Lin Nian was stunned.

"During the defense of Leningrad, there were hundreds of mysterious killings in Leningrad, some people claimed to have seen werewolves on the streets at night, others said they saw large hyenas, but whatever it was, the victims were left with only severed arms and stumps, and a large amount of meat was missing."

Hearing the word meat, Lin Nian's face changed slightly: "You mean..."

"After putting on the mask and dripping a drop of blood, the living spirit in the mask will be awakened, and twelve stone thorns will be pierced at the same time, piercing into twelve places of different shades in the human brain, which is very cruel, but it does not kill you." Masashi Toyama said, "But this masked man will become something else, a product closely related to dragonsβ€”Deadpool." ”

"Living spirits? Deadpool? Lin Nian subconsciously looked at Manstein, who was standing in front of the bookcase with his hands behind his back, didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

"Living souls, you can imagine that it is a kind of soul that is lodged in alchemy items, and there is no harm in the general situation, and Deadpool is a product of abnormal dragon blood, and the appearance of people who are alienated into Deadpool tends to be dragons, giving birth to scales and claws, and the ideology of human beings will be blurred, and the psychology will degenerate into monsters that only know how to crave flesh and blood. At the same time, physiologically it is also in line with the large alienation driven by psychology, and indicators such as speed, endurance, and strength have risen abnormally. Masashi Toyama explains: "The citizens of Leningrad claimed to have seen werewolves and hyenas as these were them. The local garrison imposed a curfew and searched the city to keep out public opinion, and it was rumored that the garrison had indeed found the 'werewolf' and burned it with a flamethrower, and we later speculated that the so-called werewolf was a Deadpool made by Stone Ghost Face. ”

"Can this mask make the kind of monster you're talking about?" Lin Nian's eyes suddenly became dangerous when he looked at the stone ghost face.

"Not really." Masashi Toyama shook his head: "If it can be made indefinitely, our world would already belong to the ** now, and there are great restrictions on how much this mask wants to create Deadpool, one of the conditions is that the person wearing the mask must be a half-blood." ”

"Half-breed." This is Lin Nian I don't know how many times I have heard this word today.

"Twelve stone thorns piercing the brain will forcibly induce a large amount of brain stimulants, which will cause a part of the half-blood's dragon bloodline to be catalyzed, and have the effect of hallucinogenic luring violent tendencies, which is also known as 'refining blood', but this technique is a completely deteriorated version and will cause irreversible damage to the half-blood's brain." Masashi Toyama looked a little radiant.

"We suspect that this is the product of the failure of some secondary or secondary species, perhaps his original intention was to create an alchemical item that could truly refine the bloodline... Perhaps if the dragon who created the stone ghost mask was the King of Bronze and Fire, the effect of this mask would be greatly expanded. But even so, it is rumored that the Secret Sect was inspired to develop some techniques related to refining bloodlines when they recovered the Stone Ghost Face after the end of World War II..."

"Instructor Masashi Toyama!" Manstein reminded aloud.

"Sorry, I seem to have said too much off-topic." Masashi Toyama reacted, showed an apologetic look to Lin Nian, turned around and turned off the lockbox containing the mask: "After the blood dries up, the living spirit will return to sleep, and the bone spurs will be withdrawn, so don't worry." ”

"So if there were more hybrids under the German army, Leningrad would have been attacked from the inside by a large number of monsters, right?" Lin Nian looked at the closed black lockbox and said.

"It is quite possible that in wartime there will always be some panic and rumors, and once these rumors are well documented, the already nervous people will completely collapse! But it's a pity that the half-breeds are in the minority, and there are at most two or three Deadpools created during the Battle of Leningrad, and we think it's likely that even the brutal ** German army can't stand the casualties of ordinary soldiers caused by a large number of defeats, so they give up on him. Masashi Toyama said.

"I'm starting to take your word for it." Lin Nian looked at Masashi Toyama and smiled: "Even if everything you just said is false, I am willing to admit that this is a wonderful story, and I will tell it to others when I have the opportunity in the future." ”

"But our goal today is to make you truly believe in the existence of the dragon civilization." Masashi Toyama also smiled and helped Lin Nian open the second black lockbox, and on the black cushion in the box was a golden round rod fifty centimeters long placed diagonally.