Walking away his companions, there were only two footsteps left in the empty square building, which was originally a room for the daily meetings of the organization's top officials, but now only two big swords looked around this gloomy place.

"It's just those things they don't want to see." Hiluda sighed.

"Let's go, it's still there." Miriya looked straight ahead, and behind the stone seats of the people at the top of the organization was a stone door with a black hole.

Walking side by side through the stone door, it is an extraordinarily flat and spacious room, with many delicately carved stone pillars erected, which looks very different from the rough and rough style of the organization.

There is still a stone gate opposite the stone gate. No, it should be decorative, a whole stone slab completely blocked the doorway, and this stone door was much shorter, and it didn't look like a place for people to enter and exit. Without the slightest hesitation, Miria drew her great sword and smashed the surrounding area of the miniature stone door, then kicked it open.

A stone staircase swirling downward was revealed, plunging into the darkness.

"Let's bear this darkness together." Hilda's expression was slightly heavy, and she grabbed Miria's wrist, "Of course, bury it together." ”

"Hmm."

At the end of the spiral stone staircase, there is a single archway, and after entering, the most conspicuous thing in the room full of pipes the size of blood vessels is a behemoth lying on the ground!

Its head alone is nearly two people tall, and its facial features are similar to those of a human but more majestic. The surface of the body is silvery-white smooth skin, which looks hard and metallic, and the hair-like thing is very thick, protruding backwards one by one. If it is seen outside, it is likely to be considered an Awoken by its appearance alone.

But its faint breath, the many fuchsia pipes inserted into its body, and the exaggerated thick iron chains that bind it, all show that it is only a prisoner in this house.

It's the first time Sheluda has seen this creature, and she doesn't perceive the demonic aura of the Awakened, but only the Awakened will look like this, right? Despite her mental preparation, she lost her mind for a moment, and her eyes unexpectedly noticed that there was a strange creature corpse hanging next to it, a tall and broken humanoid monster. No, maybe not a corpse.

"Miria and ...... Former NO.6, Shiluda. A man's slightly shrill voice suddenly came from beside the two, "It seems that there is really something wrong with the organization's intelligence, and there will be a soldier who should have died." ”

"Lemoto." Miriya looked over and recognized her identity.

Surprisingly, Lemoto was not hostile, and there was no one else in the room.

"How did you end up here?" Hiluda asked, drawing his sword.

"The organization has been destroyed, the experiment has been interrupted, and it will be difficult for me to die whether I stay or leave, and maybe it will be more dignified here."

With his godless eyes as twilight calmly expressing some helplessness, Lemoto continued, "It seems that this is not the first time you have seen this thing? ”

Neither Miriah nor Heroda responded. Lemoto looked at the gigantic creature that was bound and said to himself, "It's the form of the Aysarakam after the awakening of the clan known as the 'Last of the Dragons'. ”

"To be precise, it's not the same thing as the awakening of a warrior, but it's okay to borrow the word. It's the same that once you awaken, you can't recover it. ”

Miria and Hiluda were surprised that Lemoto suddenly revealed to them the information of the Last Descendants of the Dragon, but they couldn't ask for such a thing, so they naturally made an interested expression and continued to listen in silence.

"That's what Asarakam was before he woke up," Lemoto shifted his gaze to the humanoid creature hanging next to him, seven or eight pipes of varying sizes embedded in its back, thighs, and even its arms, and it remained in an upright position, its broken silver-white armor protecting its chest, collarbones, and thighs, but large areas of clearly defined muscle groups remained unprotected.

"Even in its primitive state, it is twice the size of us humans, hermaphroditic, and has a lifespan of almost two hundred years. This creature does not age until the end of its life and grows stronger. You can imagine what a tricky opponent we are facing, right? ”

"If you can capture two of them and lock them up for experiments, your strength should not be underestimated." It was easy to think that the organization had gone to great lengths to bring the two "Last of the Dragons" ships here, definitely for research. Fearing that they would be rescued by their companions of this creature, it was almost impossible to transport it here for study.

"How can it be so easy, we have to pay a heavy price to get our hands on it, it is the only research material for this one." Lemoto couldn't help but recall the scene when he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility, but now he has failed, and he is only embarrassed.

"We are also desperately trying to make up for this overwhelming difference in combat power, the battle between humans and other ancient intelligent races has always been a river of blood."

In the muffled words, the cruelty of history rushes to the face, and it is difficult to imagine what kind of environment human beings living on another continent lived in in the past.

"It's all like this, are they still alive?" Miria raised her head slightly, staring at the two Aisharakam, the last descendants of the dragon.

"Of course, there's no point in dying, and the rate at which the body decays after death is extraordinary." Lemoto said without hesitation, "In the state of survival, cut off their flesh little by little, and then fuse it into something that does not decay, maybe something that is not even alive but wriggles. Then attach it to humans through the medium of the brain......"

"The demon was born, wasn't it?" Miria's face sank like water.

Lemoto was silent.

"I've known since I stepped here two years ago that demons didn't exist from the beginning." Miria quickly restrained her emotions and continued: "The parasitic person will have a strong desire for human internal organs, and this characteristic is well used by the organization, and because the human body will gradually collapse due to excessive deformation, the parasitic object will also continue to change. In the end, the fact that the demon will imitate the victim's appearance and memory after eating the person is just another lie made up by the organization. ”

Lemoto propped up his godless eyes, and his expression was not in the slightest. Hiluda couldn't bear to frown, no matter how many times she faced this fact, it was difficult to accept.

"All this time, we warriors have just been killing parasitic humans. The 'iron rule' of no killing is just an excuse set up by the organization to kill fighters with dignity. The belief that sustains us to become half-human, half-demon, and protect humanity has been completely distorted here, and has become a farce of just constant killing......"

Hiluda stepped forward and pressed Miria on the shoulder, and said to Lemoto in a cold voice: "Because of this, only here, it must be destroyed by us. With human blood on our hands, it's just the two of us. ”

Red blood splattered, and the neck of the person who was once high above was as fragile as an ordinary person.

"Alright, it's over ruining this place in the end." Hyruda breathed a sigh of relief, holding the blood-stained sword in one hand and holding Miria's wrist in the other. This dark truth, they are ready to bury together.

"The Demon Spirit of the Awakened!" Miria was startled and looked at Siluda, "It's Anna's side." ”

"What about here?" Shiluda asked.

One by one, the purple-red pipes were cut off, the source of life that sustained the last descendants of the two dragons was cut off, and the breath of life was completely extinguished. As Lemoto said, as soon as he died, the corpses of the two dragons began to collapse visibly with the naked eye, dripping with blood.

Miria withdrew her greatsword and took Lemoto's head, "That's fine, let's go." ”