"Huh?"

John Schmidt looked at the strange mask that appeared inside the sarcophagus with a visibly puzzled expression on his face.

He had come to Tensberg for the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, and he didn't think there was anything else in the sarcophagus.

"What is this?"

Turning his head, John Schmidt looked at the white-bearded old man behind him and asked in a deep voice.

"Do you think I'm going to tell you, you don't want to know anything from me?"

Facing John Schmidt's questioning, a strange look flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he replied coldly.

"I appreciate your tenacity, really." John Schmidt was not upset by this, his gaze swept over everything in the church and immediately stopped on a strange fresco in front of him: "Unfortunately, there is no point in your resistance. ”

Beyond the body of the white-bearded old man, John Schmidt came to the mural and looked up and down at the mural in front of him.

The content of the mural is very complex, and it seems to be divided into three layers, with a carving that looks like an island hanging at the top, a large number of war scenes carved in the middle, and a large number of evil hell scenes depicted at the bottom.

Johann Schmidt frowned and stayed on the carved mural in front of him for a long time, he had a hunch in his heart that the mural in front of him seemed to hide a very important secret, but it had not yet been discovered by himself.

After a few minutes, still not finding the clue he was looking for, Johann Schmidt's expression grew cold, and he turned his head with a straight face, but his eyes inadvertently noticed something unusual about the scene described in the middle of the mural.

"I need fire."

Slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, John Schmidt shouted to his subordinates behind him without hesitation.

Hearing his order, another officer who looked like a deputy immediately came to Johann Schmidt's side with a torch.

"Sir."

Reaching for his deputy's torch, Johann Schmidt leaned it forward, illuminating a dim part of the mural in front of him.

In the firelight, a certain scene in the war is presented, a figure dressed like a sacrifice holds up the object in his hand, controlling a large number of figures to resist the attack from the opposite side.

John Schmidt glanced at the object held by the priest in the mural, and then turned his head to look at the stone mask covering the face of the corpse skeleton in the sarcophagus, and a cold smile couldn't help but appear on his originally cold face: "It seems that there are other secrets hidden here besides Odin's treasure cosmic cube." ”

"Tell me, what exactly is this mask?!"

John Schmidt held a torch and turned to the white-bearded old man who had been guarding here, and the face that had been cold finally changed.

"I told you, I'm not going to tell you anything."

Facing John Schmidt, the old man was still expressionless and silent.

"I know you're not afraid of death, but are everyone the same as you?" John Schmidt hooked the corners of his mouth and said with a cold face: "Maybe you should think about the other people in this town, among them must have your friends, or there are children living here, I don't think you want to see them die because of you?" ”

As John Schmidt's words fell, the machine that smashed open the church door in front of him quickly turned, turning the muzzle of the cannon towards the nearby house.

In the face of John Schmidt's threat, the old man's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he was silent for a while before he spoke: "Stone Ghost Face, the name of this mask is Stone Ghost Face. ”

"Stone ghost face?"

Frowning and silently repeating the name of the mask, John Schmidt then asked, "So what exactly does this mask do?" ”

“……”

In the face of John Schmidt's questioning, this time the white-bearded old man was obviously silent and unwilling to answer again.

However, he seems to have forgotten that sometimes silence is also an answer.

Sensing the old man's appearance, the corners of Johann Schmidt's mouth showed a disdainful smile, and he continued to ask: "Since you are not willing to answer more questions about the mask, then I will ask you another question." Tell me, where is the Cosmic Rubik's Cube? ”

"It's not a power that mortals can control."

"You're not qualified to talk at length in front of me, and if you want the people of the town to live, just tell me it's there."

Interrupting the old man's contents, John Schmidt threatened again.

John Schmidt's threat had clearly played a role, and although the old man did not answer, his eyes had already quietly looked behind him.

Noticing the other man's gaze, John Schmidt turned his head and immediately noticed another mural on the wall.

"Yggtrasil."

Witnessing the mural behind him, Johann Schmidt immediately blurted out its name.

Uggdrahir, also known as the World Tree, is a giant tree in Norse mythology, in Norse mythology, the branches of this giant tree make up the entire world, and the places where its roots are deep represent Asgard, the Giant Continent and Hell. At the same time, according to the content of the myth, there is also a spring and a poisonous dragon "Nidhogg" that constantly gnaws at the roots of the tree, and it keeps biting the roots until one day when it can finally bite the giant tree, and the twilight of the gods will come.

His eyes swept over the mural in front of him, and because of his previous experience, Johann Schmidt quickly noticed the strangeness of the mural in front of him, reached out and pressed the eye of the mural's poisoned dragon "Nidhogg", and then a box popped out of it. Opening the box, the faint blue light emitted by the Cosmic Cube instantly illuminated John Schmidt's cold face.

"There is such a treasure, the Führer actually sent people to dig things in the desert."

Closing the lid again, John Schmidt looked up at the white-bearded old man in front of him, and ordered without hesitation: "Order them to fire." ”

"You lied to me!"

Hearing John Schmidt's words, the white-bearded old man's face suddenly changed.

"I've never promised you that I'll let them go."

Reaching out to pick up the stone ghost face in the sarcophagus, John Schmidt turned his head to look at the old man in front of him, and without hesitation, he took out his pistol and pulled the trigger.

In the next moment, the bullet pierced the old man's body.

However, the other party did not fall as he expected.

On the contrary, the old man looked down at the bullet holes in his body, then raised his head and opened his mouth at John Schmidt, baring his sharp fangs, and suddenly lunged at him.

"What?!"

Seeing the old man who pounced on him, John Schmidt's face suddenly showed a shocked expression.

Bang bang bang –

Fortunately, although Johann Schmidt did not have time to dodge, the German soldiers who were vigilant on the side did not hesitate to shoot, knocking the old man to the ground.

Countless bullets hit the old man's body, but he still struggled, trying to get up again.

Frowning, let the soldiers next to him step forward to suppress the other party, John Schmidt, who escaped death, did not have too much anger on his face, he stepped forward to the old man, looked at the sharp fangs in his mouth and looked down at the stone ghost face in his hand, suddenly grinned, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have found the function of this mask......"

……

Oslo, Norway.

The atmosphere in the formerly lively capital has become dull due to the atmosphere of war, and the streets are filled with men and women dressed in black, with low brims and pale faces, and their worries and despair about the future are sometimes revealed as they walk. The footsteps did not stop, the front of ** continued to advance, and soon came to Oslo.

Driving to a quiet castle, the white-haired old man in the car lowered the brim of his hat, looked up at the dark castle in front of him, and subconsciously frowned.

In fact, with the news of the defeat at the front, he was already ready to flee from Norway. He sold his possessions and prepared to leave for England.

However, the news from an old friend made him have to stop what he was doing.

"You're here too, old Edward."

With a brief honking of the horn, a black sedan drove past where the old man had stopped, lowered the window, and an equally old face revealed: "I thought you had fled to England." ”

"In fact, if Gael's news had been a day later, I might not have been in Norway anymore." opened his mouth and replied in his old voice, old Edward looked at the old guy in the car opposite, and asked, "Why, do you know the purpose of calling us here from Gail?" ”

"I don't know."

Shaking his head, the visitor glanced at the castle in front of him with his dim eyes, and replied with a blank expression: "Actually, as far as I know, Gail and we were almost ready to leave before, and even his property was ready to be sold, but suddenly I don't know why, but I stopped these actions again......"

"Anyway, hopefully Gail called us here this time because of a good thing."

"I don't think anything good is going to happen in the current situation."

Hearing old Edward's words, the old man opposite poured cold water.

Hearing the other party's words, old Edward couldn't help but sigh, it was indeed just like what the other party said, under the current situation, what good things could happen.

……

The two people outside the castle walked into the castle one after the other, but they were immediately surprised by the scene inside the castle.

I saw that inside the castle, there were not a few familiar figures.

Old Edward looked at the crowd in front of him and saw that most of them were rich or upper-class nobles who were quite famous in Oslo like himself.

"Old Edward, you're here too?"

At this time, a slightly chubby figure with a beard noticed old Edward, and he couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his face and went up to greet him. "Haven't you already gone to England?"

"In fact, I was supposed to be on my way to England." Lowering the brim of his hat and answering the other party's question, Old Edward's gaze swept over the people in the castle, and then lowered his voice and asked the chubby man in front of him, "What is all this all about?" ”

"I don't know."

Faced with Old Edward's inquiry, the slightly chubby man couldn't help but shrug his shoulders: "When I came, there were already a lot of people here, and listening to them, they were all invited by Old Gale." ”

"Old Gail's invitation?" After a pause, old Edward continued, "What about the old Gaeles?" ”

"Not yet."

Hearing the answer, old Edward's face showed a somewhat thoughtful expression.

However, before he could figure out the meaning, he heard the chubby man next to him start speaking again: "Okay, old Gale, this guy is finally here." ”

"Wait a minute, this is Old Gail?!"

Sensing the surprised tone of the man next to him, old Edward immediately raised his head, and then saw a middle-aged man with black hair and a radiant look appeared in the hall of the castle.

The man's appearance was young, but many people in the castle who were familiar with old Gale in the past quickly recognized it, and the middle-aged man in front of him was exactly the same as Old Gale when he was young in the past, both in appearance and expression.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hall.

Old Edward stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with his cloudy eyes open, he had the closest relationship with Old Gale among the people present, so he also noticed that the middle-aged man in front of him was likely to be Gail.

Just, why?!

Old Gale is obviously the same age as himself, and even the time he was with the other party before, he was still the old man with wrinkles, why was it all of a sudden.

"Ahem~"

Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, the middle-aged man didn't say anything, he just coughed slightly, and the noisy situation in front of him suddenly changed and quieted down.

Everyone turned their eyes to the middle-aged man in front of them, and finally it was Old Edward who opened his mouth and asked tremblingly, "Are you Old Gale?" ”

"Of course." Faced with old Edward's question, the middle-aged man nodded and admitted almost without hesitation.

After receiving his reply, the hall in front of him, which had been quiet, immediately erupted into an uproar again.

Before, although everyone had a lot of speculation, it was still very impactful to really know the facts from the other party's mouth.

"What the hell is going on with all this, why is Gael rejuvenating you!"

In the crowd, a voice that was even older than old Gale in the past spoke, and he stared at Gale in front of him, and asked in a trembling voice in his hoarse voice.

Not only him, but everyone in the hall had the same doubts in their hearts.

For some purpose, the vast majority of the people Gale invites are old people who have entered the final stage of their lives like him in the past. It is precisely because of the similarity of stages that he knows more clearly what these people think inside.

His gaze swept over the old faces in front of him, and Old Gale shouted at them in an almost fanatical tone:

"Because, I have met hope."