Chapter 2074: Ash Annihilation at Dawn (6)

Now Beddivi finally knows why this little black room has been classified as [HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL] by Eve, and only the captain has access to it.

However, even if it is someone else, as long as you don't have an ancient artifact like the [Sun God's Sun Wheel] in your hand, you can't use the light of the Reflection Orb to monitor it.

Could it be that for the ancients, the [Japanese wheel] was just a mass-produced product, and every such ancient ship had a captain equipped with this [Japanese wheel] and could use the Japanese wheel to enter the monitoring room?

No, how is that possible. Did Bedivel have to admit that the powerful ancient artifact of the [Rilun], which was both offensive and defensive, was actually just an instrument that every captain of the ancient god and man clan was equipped with, and was not even the main tool used for battle?

He would never admit that they were a bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. ...... Although, as it stands, it does.

The changing light on the ground has not stopped, and it continues to spread in circles as the crab golem with its stomach facing the sky struggles, and the golden ring in the room not far away is also emitting a rainbow of brilliance in response to it, making the image in the monitoring room constantly changing.

Then Bedwell finally understood, although the scene reflected by the [Reflection Orb] was all-encompassing and could reflect everything in the world, but it needed something as a guide to reflect the things and things related to it. The little crab golem on the ground, or the core of the golem, happened to become the [index] of this system at this time, and the light that leaked out of the [Sun Wheel] and reflected the wonder orb was the image related to it!

Bediwell walked over and took a few looks.

At first, a picture was reflected of a street child. This kind of fatherless, motherless, and helpless street children are not uncommon on the streets of major cities in Africa, and it is even said to be a dark landscape of the city, reflecting the decay of the city. They rummaged through the garbage bins on the streets, trying to find a bite or two to eat from the stinking garbage. They were yellow-skinned, dirty, and ragged, and they lived a good life, and one day they suddenly collapsed and never got up again.

Then, the mysterious man in a white dustless suit appeared in the night.

The mysterious man in the dust-clad told the street boys that he would take them to a happy place. There, there will be no more hunger, no more filth, no more rough tramps to beat them. There they can eat fine food, wear clean clothes, receive good medical care, and even go to school.

The incomparably tempting conditions make these naïve children believe that it is true. They went with the mystery man, not thinking about the possibility that the other person was lying. Besides, what could be worse than their current situation?

The second picture proves that these naïve children are completely wrong. This is what happens to mistrusting strangers. The place they were taken to can be described by the word hell, and it can even be said that it still pales in comparison to hell.

It was a dark, perennially blood-soaked institute. There, hundreds of street children are confined in cramped cages and treated like animals. They were forced to watch as their companions were put on the operating table one by one, where they were tortured and screamed until the last moment of their lives. The untainted and pure soul is extracted from the dissected brain marrow and becomes the raw material for the core of the golem.

That's right, it's a frenzied organization. The group used the most bloody and violent methods to kill children under the age of six, extracting their "souls" from the cage known as the body and imprisoning them in another cage------ the core of the golem.

The third picture reflects the structure of the Golem's core. It is a special crystal clump that can stably carry the light soul, and then add various magic control runes to the outside of this knot, transplant the feelings and thoughts of the light soul inside, and the core made is a golem core that can be used for a hundred years, hard work, and only knows how to act according to orders.

Even better, the Golem Core made from a child's soul is frighteningly low. The organization abducts about 10,000 street children from major cities in Africa every year, and after killing tens of thousands of children in this way, thousands of golem cores are also created. This organization is ostensibly an international rescue organization dedicated to rescuing street children in major cities, but in fact it is doing the most disgusting cannibalism. African governments turn a blind eye to the organization, and they don't even need to ask whether the children it takes are sent to orphanages or other welfare institutions, they just hope that the sight-stakes in the streets and alleys will disappear soon.

The organization is simply called [Academy], and no one knows its full name, except that this mysterious organization has great power in Africa, and even in parts of Europe.

Seeing this, Bediwell had already clenched his fists with the force that almost pinched his fists to bleed. He knew that he would never be able to speak a common language with an anti-human organization like the Academy in his life, and if he was given a chance, he would definitely find a way to destroy this organization.

Whoosh------

The light of the Reflection Orb that overflowed from the [Sun God's Sun Wheel] gradually dissipated. Maybe it needed enough to show Bedeville that it didn't feel the need to let him continue. The golden ring flying in the air slowly descended, and finally fell into the hands of the werewolf youth. He put it back on his arm, and wrapped it in the Memory Mithril alloy that extended from the Mithril prosthetic, hiding it deeply. Under normal circumstances, as long as the sun wheel does not automatically glow, others will not be able to see the armband hidden in Bediwell's arm.

Bediwell turned to look at the little crab golem that was still struggling on the ground. The thing couldn't get up anyway with a broken hand or foot, and the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and it basically gave up the struggle.

"Did you let me see this?" the werewolf youth asked in a low voice, "Or was it just an accident?"

The little thing didn't answer, it didn't have a sound-making organ, it was just a poorly structured golem, except that the soul inside the core was once the soul of a child, it was not much different from an ordinary golem.

"Let's go. Bedwell sighed and picked up the little crab golem on the ground, the little thing had completely given up struggling.

"As long as you promise not to make a fuss, I'll ask Old Man Logan to make you a better body when you go back. The werewolf youth said again.

The little thing shook the other remaining crab claw in reply. God knows if it even understood.

"Stupid apprentice, are you okay inside?" Logan's voice came from outside the door in the distance, and the old man should have been shouting loudly, but through the heavy door panel, the voice could only be faintly heard.

"I'm fine!" Seeing that there was nothing left in this room to investigate, the werewolf youth walked towards the door and replied loudly, "Everything is fine." ＂

The door slammed open, allowing Bediwell to come out, and when he left the room, the door slammed shut again, making it mysterious.

"Found it?" Rogan looked at the little crab golem in Bedeville's hand and asked knowingly, "Hands and feet are torn? ＂

"I didn't do it, it's just that your golem is so crudely made that it falls apart after a few movements. Bediwell rubbed his still painful face and complained. Several handfuls of hair had been ripped off his wolf face, and it still hurt. Thankfully, there wasn't a lot of hair that had been ripped off, and Bediwell's (self-thought) handsome wolf face hadn't been disfigured.

"So, what's that room in there?" Logan asked slyly, tentatively, "Could it be a treasure room?"

"No, it's just a little dark room, nothing. Bediwell said disapprehantly, "I don't know what Eve is thinking when she treats this kind of room as highly confidential." I'm afraid it's not the database that's wrong. ＂

"Where's the empty room...... Rogan didn't quite believe Beddyville's words, and seemed to be using his brains again: "It seems good to use it for a new workshop." ＂

"You go to Eve to talk about this kind of thing, and see if she allows it. The werewolf youth didn't bother to reason with the old mage, so he casually put the blame on the ship's artificial intelligence navigation system, and stuffed the small crab golem in his hand into the old man's hand: "Here you go." Go back and fix it. And then please, let this little thing behave, and don't let it run around in my boat again. ＂

"I could have left it with no hands and feet for movement, so it wouldn't be able to run. But it's so pitiful. Master Logan said mockingly, "But if it's the captain's order, I'll have to obey." ＂

Bediwell gave the old man a blank look, noncommittal, and asked instead: "By the way, the core of this golem should be a product of the [Academy], right?

"Why are you suddenly so interested in [the Academy]?" Logan narrowed his eyes, "Well, if I forcibly spy, I do have a way to extract the information I want from the core." But doing so would have the potential to ruin the core, and I don't want to do it unless I have to. ＂

Bedwell blinked, and he knew what Logan was talking about. If there really is a child's soul hidden in that core, then destroying the core is like killing a person. As fellow researchers of magic, some people have lost their conscience, while others still adhere to the final bottom line of being a human being.

"That's why I dismantled the core and removed the magic circuits that were used to seal the emotions in the core, intending to listen to the information in a more gentle way. But halfway through the process, the little guy didn't seem to be happy with the new body I had made for it, and before I could install the voice module, it fled. ＂

"Yes. Looks like he hates you quite a bit. Bediwell then quipped.

"Hahaha, maybe. The old man snorted disappreciatively, grabbed the little crab golem and walked back: "Don't say more, stupid apprentice." This dark and secluded place is uncomfortable and should not be stayed for a long time. Let's go back. ＂

"I have no objection. The werewolf youth picked up the little black cat that was spinning around and followed the old mage.