XXIII. Separation Zone
There was a war in which a wise man was allied with a group of fools. It is only through lies that the wise can make the fool adopt the wisdom of the wise.
My ancestors had to do this, because wisdom and courage have been passed down in our blood, and they have been manifested again and again in crises.
Although I am not sure if Professor Longinus is my ancestor.
With a bang, all the lights went out in the direction we came, and what was once light turned into a shadow.
Lamia shouted, "Laca! What's wrong? β
Lack: "I no longer have control over the console, the connection is dropping. There was a rustle, and her voice was interrupted.
The shadow approached, and my heart became an ice, it was the fish, it was the devil.
It's coming.
There was another pingping sound, and the lights in the room were half off, and the darkness was only a thin line away from us. I heard myself screaming, I felt my feet daring forward, and I walked through the main control room and continued to run forward.
Lamia came after me, took my hand, and said, "Calm down! What do you run? β
The danger is behind you, don't you see?
I shook her off and started rushing again. Lamia said: "Further on there is the second contact zone!" Meet Vasilissa! β
She was wrong, the fish were more dangerous than Vasilissa, and the fish scared me more.
I turned a deaf ear and stumbled wildly in the dark.
Lamia grabbed me by the waist and we fell to the ground. I regained some composure and found myself pressed against her, my face facing hers.
Lamia looked up, her lips touching mine.
I felt that if I didn't take advantage of this, I would offend this boss, and if she was in a bad mood, I would be guilty in the future. I didn't let up and started touching her body. But Lamia gently pushed me away and said, "Are you sober?" β
I said, "No, almost, sir, I still need your treatment." β
Lamia said, "Later." β
What does she mean? Is it a refusal or no refusal? Now I'm like SchrΓΆdinger's cat, life and death hanging by a thread.
Although I am a master of conspiracy, the chief is more clever than me, and she plays with me in the palm of her hand in just one sentence.
Be careful, sir, be careful, you're playing with my feelings, you're playing with fire.
But because of that kiss, the fish seemed to give up tracking me.
Lamia said, "Here it is..."
I'm now thinking about her kissing me, and for her "later", I became very attentive. I had a little vision of the night, and immediately found the switch, turned on the lights here, and Lamia let out a soft "ah", this was the armory, and the shelves in the walls were embedded with columns of rifles and pistols, all as if they had just left the factory.
Lamia pulled out the bullet box from the alcove, she opened it, looked at it, and said, "It's a divine sword bullet, exactly twenty-four, enough for the four of us to use one round." β
Salvatore and Betty arrived, and as soon as they arrived, the lights were unbearably on, and these two obstructive light bulbs disturbed my alone time with the chief.
Lamia asked, "Fishbone, can you still contact Lack?" β
I couldn't hear the sound anymore, as if her so-called telepathy had been interrupted.
Without assistance, we would not have been able to return the way we came.
Lamia distributed weapons and ammunition and said, "Go ahead, there is no turning back." β
Betty's eyes widened, and she asked, "Fishbone, you're holding it in your hand... What the? β
I don't know when there was an extra pole in my hand, the pole was white, about half a meter long, one end was forked, the other end was sharpened, like one.... A smoothed fish's backbone.
What is it? I don't remember holding this thing at all, but it looks familiar. I tried to throw it away, but I found that where I touched it, a barb pierced into my palm. The overall surface of the fish bone has almost no spikes, except for the point of contact, which has not been shaved off.
It was light and my wound didn't hurt at all.
I said, "It's strange, I was fine when I kissed the chief before." β
Salvatore shouted at the same time as Betty: "You.... What's going on? β
Lamia's face was pale, so when she was shy, the flush was palpable. But the blush faded away, and she said, "Can you put this... Are fish bones removed? β
I carefully pulled it out, but it didn't work, so I increased my efforts, but it still didn't work. When I pulled it, it still didn't hurt. Lamia tried to help me to no avail, and she said, "This fish bone looks like it grew out of your body." β
El Salvador asked: "Is it a mutation?" β
I said, "How can it mutate so quickly?" Don't scare me. β
I tried to ignore the fish bone, and found that it did not affect my shooting at all, it seemed to be sentient, and when I wanted to pick up something, it swung to the side, even defying gravity. It's really a part of my body, and I can manipulate it to some extent.
I said, "Let it go." β
Lamia said, "Don't let it get in the way of shooting, waste Excalibur bullets. β
I replied, "It's hard to say." β
Lamia: "Forget it, your archery skills are terrible anyway. β
I said, "But the arrow of my love has struck someone's heart." β
Lamia gave me a mouthful, and she said, "Greasy." β
She was soft and soft, my face was numb, and my heart was sweet. I had long made up my mind to make it to the skyscraper alive and to the top of power. However, at this moment, I thought that if my death could be exchanged for Lamia's life, I would gladly accept it.
I was supposed to be using her, but now I feel like I'm being the one being used? But.... It's just my expediency, yes, that's it, if we have love between us, she'll do what I say, and it's the surest covenant.
The corridor in front of me was arcing, a secret door was in the way, and now it was gone, and I was wondering how to open it, when a light swept me from beginning to end, especially in my pupils for a few seconds, and the female voice said, "Professor Longinus, ahead is the first contact zone, please be careful." β
Betty exclaimed, "Professor Longinus? Does it identify you as the Longinus of the Sword and Shield Society? β
I laughed and said, "You see, the accuracy of this instrument is poor enough, but I told you that the man was my ancestor, and you still don't believe it." β
None of them understand the principle of iris characteristics, and I don't know either, and this knowledge is like a fantasy for people today, maybe the iris of ancestors and descendants are very similar.
The door soon disappeared, and it was like the depths of hell.
The room was extremely vast, seemingly larger than the entire prison facility, and the space overlapped with it, so the size of the room doubled.
Cobwebs lay on the floor, covering the ceiling and covering the walls. Brown balls that make people unappetizing, like insect eggs, are also everywhere.
In addition, the viscous liquid is one in the east and one in the west, converging into small ponds. Bubbles bubbled up in the pond, burst in a blink of an eye, moored, and then, like a small worm came out of the bubble, and began to crawl.
The worm's feet squeak as they step over the mucus. A strange scent wafted through the air.
True to its name, it is a "wormhole".
Betty was groggy and she said, "I'm not feeling well. El Salvador held up his fiancΓ©e, saying, "I'm also a little dizzy." β
I said, "Go back, this smell is poisonous." So are you, sir. β
Lamia said, "What about you?" β
I said, "I'm looking my way, and I seem to be able to resist the gas." β
Lamia shook her head and said, "I can also be immune to toxins to a certain extent, and we will act together." β
I made a gesture of negation, swallowed the water of Amun, and disappeared into nothingness. Lamia said, "Don't be too aggressive, there's a good chance that a demon will be able to see through you." You're in front, I'm in the back. β
Betty whispered, "Mr. Longinus, this.... It's closed, we can't go back! β
It does, and I can't turn it on anymore, it seems to be a glitch.
"Betty, Sammy, cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel and don't breathe heavily, I hope the gas just makes you sleepy," Lamia said. β
I walked ahead and saw the silhouette of a moving, lurking, or weaving web.
They resemble a spider and a human, with human hands, human faces, and a pair of antennae on the top of their heads. The other half is a spider, with eight limbs protruding from its side. I decided to call them spiders.
There are too many of them, too many of them to count, and many of them are invisible. The cobwebs are like wallpaper, curtains and curtains, and they are the markers that define the dwelling and territory of the spider demons. They built a village here.
A spider turned its face and stared at me, its tentacles quivering, and I realized it had spotted me. It opened its mouth as if to scream, and I threw the dagger, piercing its head.
My invisibility can't hide the smells, and when I get too close to them, I can't hide them.
I'm starting to think that my ancestor may not be as wise as I thought.
With a bang, I stepped on a ball, my cold hair stood on end, I held my breath, and pointed my gun into the ball, only to find that there was no spider demon in it, but some unopened things, I erased the filth, recognized the logo, and recognized it as a gas mask.
God bless me. I hurried back to meet up with Lamia and show them what I had found. Seeing that they were all relieved, they quickly changed their masks, Salvatore took a deep breath, and he said, "I'm much better, thank you." β
I was walking ahead again, and suddenly, on my right, I heard someone shouting, "Fight!" "All of you!"
The spider demons swarmed and engaged the people of the Sword and Shield Society. Their armor glowed, and spiders stretched out their knife-like limbs, but they couldn't pierce the armor. The sword of the Sword and Shield Society warrior easily sliced through the spider demons. These spider demons are more agile than common demons, but they are not strong in combat, and they are less powerful than white demons in the face of sturdy armor and sword shields.
The spiders screamed, their limbs rubbed together, and a dense, creepy sound rang out. Swords and shields will hold their ground, each flanking in one direction, ensuring that they don't face more than three enemies, and the spider demons are helpless, and each of their swords can crush them.
I saw that the battle was going well, and I had mixed feelings, and of course I didn't want them to be killed by the spiders, but once they had wiped out the spiders, they would drive straight into the prison where the "codename: Cain" was held.
I looked for Vasilisa, and she was surrounded by a crowd and watched everything as if she were watching a play.