Passing through the Gate of Eternal Life is the base built by the Zoroastrian cult in the mountains, which has been expanded by a secret anti-aircraft facility and built a huge labyrinth inside the mountain, but there is nothing unusual from the outside.

Medusa walked down the dimly lit corridor with a hateful expression, the rows of candles lit on and off just like her heart (qíng) now.

By any measure, adding two Inhumans to the organization is a big deal. Medusa's mission can be called a complete success, which is a gratifying thing (qíng), but Li Mo's death casts a shadow on all this.

It's like a girl chasing the sea by the sea, picking up two cherished shells and encountering a stranded humpback whale. It was not the most pity that she could not carry the whale into the car, but the most regrettable thing was that she tried so hard to carry it up, but it was swept away by a sudden wave.

If so, why did you let me see it in the first place?

Unwilling (qíng) simmered in Medusa's heart, and the outpouring of anger distorted her beautiful face.

A tall man in a wheelchair silently emerged from the dark fork in the road (yīn), the flickering candlelight distorting strangely on his face. Seeing Medusa approaching her, the man didn't move his hands, but the wheelchair turned nimbly to make way for Medusa.

A pair of greedy and vicious eyes stared at Medusa tightly, and the unpleasant gaze followed Medusa's swaying (shēn) posture back and forth, and (yīn) spoke compassionately

"Yo, Priest Medusa, did you just come back from your mission?"

Medusa glanced at the man in disgust, ignoring his intentions, and still walked forward briskly.

I didn't want the man to turn his wheelchair and follow, but he still said in that three-point (ròu) numb, seven-point teasing tone

"I heard that Lord Medusa made this trip, and it was a success, and in one fell swoop, two strangers were added to the sect, and they are not lost to being high priests..."

"Are you done?" Medusa stopped, looked back at the man coldly.

"Ah, not finished. It's just that I heard that the ceremony seems to have been interrupted by a rat in the middle of the ceremony, and I wonder if Lord Medusa has succeeded in capturing it? The man didn't care about Medusa's anger, and asked leisurely.

"What, do I still have to report to you? Wraith? Medusa raised her eyebrows and raised the posture of a high priest, and asked

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. It's just that Mistress Medusa, you also know what my duty is, and this kind of thing (qíng) always needs to be asked. "This man in a wheelchair is the ghost who was cut into a stick that night.

Although due to the last blow of the injury, he lost both hands and feet. However, his abilities make up for the damaged limbs, and the churning green human-faced flames shrink into the skin (tào) of the idiosyncrasies, and the power is used as hands and feet. However, in order to prevent the spread of a large number of anomalous fluctuations while walking, a wheelchair was created within the sect for the shēn. He concealed two extremely subtle green flames in the bearings to drive the wheelchair so that it did not affect his movement in the slightest.

"Presumptuous! You dare to talk to me without honorifics! Medusa was so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger, and she gushed out towards the wraith, "Who gave you the guts!" You damn shit! ”

"Hmph, Lord Medusa, I advise you to dissipate your anger. Within this distance, it is not yet known which of us is a waste. When the spirit heard the word "waste", his face couldn't help but change, and he retorted in a calm tone, "There are only two people here, my lord, you had better think about the sect, I think if there is any injury, the high priest is afraid that he will be sad until he can't sleep at night." ”

Medusa calmed down instantly, stretched out her hands and pulled up the wide cuffs of her white robe, stared at the eyes of the wraith, and suddenly smiled, and suddenly filled the room (chūn) to make the wrath mind one (dàng). Said in a gentle tone

"Since it's just the two of us here, it's a little inconvenient to ask, but I'd like to ask you at this moment."

The wrath knew that Medusa's tone was already murderous, and the higher-ups in the sect knew that the sweeter Medusa's smile was, the heavier the killing intent. He secretly mobilized the green flame curled up in the skin (tào) to guard against the other party's killing moves, and did not react to Medusa's trash talk.

The spirit was silent, and Medusa tied her cuffs and continued to ask sweetly

"I've heard that Brionac is the spear of the sun god Essolon, and after going out, it can be split into five indestructible spears, and I did find four maimed guns on you, but I don't know where this fifth spear is not the head on your neck, but where is it?"

For the wraith, being completely defeated in the hands of the wounded years in one move is already a humiliation in the humiliation. He has taken advantage of the right time and place, but he is still vulnerable in the face of injuries, which can be said to be the biggest scar in his heart. The sect didn't dare to mention this in front of him, and Medusa's words not only opened his bloody wounds, but also raised her foot and stomped on it fiercely. At this moment, the heart of the spirit (qíng) is no longer something that can be described by a simple sentence of anger

"I heard that Lord Medusa has always claimed to be undefeated at home, and he is the absolute trump card in the sect, but I don't know if this is your home field? Or is it back to the sect, where only that zhang (chuáng) is your home turf? ”

"Why don't you give it a try?" Medusa's smile became more and more sweet, her eyes narrowed like a crescent moon, and only a slit was left in the treacherous and cold golden pupils, and her whole face instantly became sweet and lovely.

Just when the smell of gunpowder in the air has become choking, and the next moment it is about to explode. A clear voice broke the atmosphere of the bī person.

"Lord Medusa, Lord Bishop has been waiting for you for a long time."

A woman with her hair coiled and dressed in casual clothes appeared at the intersection and said crisply.

The frenzied atmosphere melted in an instant, and Medusa turned her head and said lightly

"The ghost spirit (shēn) is physically handicapped, how can he travel alone. The wraiths are wounded by the sect, and they should be taken care of, and not neglected because I am not with you. Know that God teaches us to take care of each of our brothers and sisters equally and not to cause them to suffer. For the pain of children is also God's pain, a sin that God bears for us who are in a sea of suffering. ”

The woman smiled slightly, and said with her head bowed

"Lord Wraith is going to carry out the task ordered by the Bishop, and it is inconvenient for someone to accompany him."

"In that case, go quickly, and don't miss the Bishop." Medusa glanced back at the wraith, and her golden vertical pupils couldn't hide the intense murderous intent.

"Yes." The spirit knew that although there was no express text (jìn) to stop infighting within the sect, since the bishop had sent a priest to pass the word, the meaning was self-evident. He didn't dare to refute, so he responded lightly, urging the wheelchair to drive slowly into the distance.

Medusa followed the priestess to another intersection with her usual face.

Walking around the corner, the face of the ghost was distorted like a demon, and he thought to himself

"You are a C-level waste who has climbed to the high priesthood by hue, and the puppets controlled by Lao Tzu (cāo) are all higher than yours, and you dare to be powerful in front of me! One day I want you to kneel at my feet and groan, and you can't survive or die! ”

The wraith slowly tidied up and walked to a room hidden deep in the sect's base

…

The woman was only a junior priest, and she was not qualified to be in parallel with Medusa, and she walked quietly behind Medusa by half a step. At this moment, seeing that the ghost spirit has gone away, he said lightly

"Mistress Medusa, you weren't going to kill the Wraith, were you?"

"I'm just teaching him, the sect has been expanding too fast recently, and all kinds of people have mixed in, and someone needs to teach them etiquette." Medusa said calmly, without a hint of fluctuation in her tone.

"Lord Wraith is a very important person for the time being, and I hope that Lord Medusa will forgive him for some small disrespect, this is an extraordinary time, and the plan is a critical moment, and I hope you don't take these small unhappiness to heart." The woman arched her back slightly, looked at the ground with her eyes and said softly.

Medusa asked, looking ahead

"I knew what I was planning for when it didn't come to the right moment. What the bishop wants you to tell me? ”

"Yes." The woman replied respectfully

"Is it very important for the time being?" Medusa smiled coldly, "I see." ”

The two of them walked higher and higher along the corridor, gradually reaching a position close to the top of the mountain. There is a huge hollow hole in the mountain here, and the exposed mouth of the cave is covered with dense vegetation, and only countless starlight rays descend through the gaps and arrows (shè), pulling out mysterious bands of light. Melted snow poured from the hole overhead, and a curtain of crystal water covered the gap, hiding half of the cavern behind it.

Even if only half of it is left, the space here still seems very empty and huge. There is a wide deep pool under the water curtain, and the roaring waterfall enters the deep pool, and the water ripples (dàng) float out not far from the deep calm, the polar movement and the extreme stillness form a stark contrast, and even the sound seems to be accompanied by the ripples to return to silence. And at the point where the ripples in the center of the pool dissipated, a solitary stone platform was built there.

At this moment, a tall man in a black robe was kneeling firmly in the center of the stone platform, as if he was quietly praying. There seemed to be some huge object hidden behind the curtain of water in front of him, but because of the dim light in the cave (yīn), nothing could be seen, and only a stone tentacle could be seen looming in the churning water splash when the water curtain fluctuated.

The woman who led Medusa in bowed to the man and slowly retreated into the shadow, not knowing whether to leave or still wait there silently. Medusa looked at the back of the man in the center of the stone platform, and stood impatiently waiting for the ceremony to end.

"I can feel that your heart is not at peace." The man with his hands in front of him did not turn his head to look at Medusa, steady as a heavy sculpture. Suddenly, he spoke, a low, soft voice echoing through the empty cavern.

"I met an excellent hound, but unfortunately I couldn't catch it alive." Medusa expected that her subordinate Larry would take a step back first, and she must have reported everything that could be reported, otherwise the spirit would not know so much detail, so she skipped the ritual part and said directly.

"After all, we are here to hold a ceremony, and these unplanned things (qíng) are irrelevant." The man's tone remained calm

"But his abilities are very rare, and if I hadn't looked away, he would have been able to eliminate the sense of self (shēn)." Medusa listened to the man's calm tone, and became more and more irritable.

"That's a shame. Is he dead? The man said as he spoke, but unfortunately his tone did not change in the slightest.

"Dead."

"Isn't that good news? The gods have already arranged everything in the dark, and if we follow the path drawn by the gods, we will naturally reach the other side of success and manifest the happy land in the mortal world. Calm your heart, my child, and you will feel the whispers of the gods full of wisdom. ”

"Did you hear what I was saying?" Medusa said dissatisfiedly, "The hunters have already begun to act! ”

"It is not surprising that the hunters never cease to blasphemy. Every blood debt they commit will be paid with blood. The man remained unmoved, and his praying body (shēn) did not shake even the slightest.

"Do you know that I personally participated in this ceremony and succeeded a few times?" Medusa's forehead was bruised, "Two!" It's only two! ”

"Good, much better than I expected, it must be..."

"Enough!" Medusa interrupted the man with a low snort, "How long are we going to play this role-playing game?!" ”