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The tall Marselan pushed open the stone door, and the dim light shone into the stone chamber, but it was empty.

"Strange, where did Stationmaster Hoover go......"

The blonde nurse looked indifferent, and raised a kerosene lamp to illuminate the surrounding walls, a drop of dirty blood still hanging on the wall, but quickly crawled down to the ground after the light shifted, melting into the dark shadows.

It was so quiet that even Miss Marselan's thin breathing could be heard, and she tried to step in with her foot up, but she dropped her heel back into place, and glanced around with her eyes wary.

Don't step into places and spaces full of weirdness, this is her judgment of experience, and it is also her sixth sense.

“......”

"Who!"

Turning back in an instant, Miss Marselan seemed to feel something behind her, holding up a kerosene lamp to shine behind her, shaking over the foul wall.

There was nothing behind him.

But she didn't let her guard down, and slowly took a step back away from the stone gate, her right hand reaching into the pink and white medical bag tied around her waist, and her eyes kept looking around.

She could feel a cold chill suddenly rising from under her feet, and in the darkness that she couldn't see, she believed in great danger.

Faced with unknown danger, it didn't seem like the right choice to stay near the underground stone chamber, and Marselan continued to retreat towards the stone steps, facing the direction of the stone chamber......

Call......

"Hmm——!"

Her left foot tripped over something, and when she staggered to stabilize her body, she suddenly saw black tentacles quickly emerging from the dirty stone walls on both sides!

Miss Marselan immediately pulled out a row of small glass vials from her medical bag with one hand, calmly sprinkled the dark yellow powder and potion at the shadow, and let herself fall out of the shadow with one hand.

The underground staircase was just high enough for the tall Miss Marselan to roll on the spot without hindering her movements, and she nimbly dodged the attack.

The powder and liquid in the bottle mixed and fell on the shadow, burning on the shadow in an instant, and spreading to both ends at a very fast speed!

The octopus-like tentacle shadow seemed to feel pain, and flapped the ground, attacking Marselan in the hope of extinguishing all the yellow-orange-orange flames.

It's just that the flames lit by special props are not so simple to extinguish, and the smell of burnt gradually dissipates, and the shadow tentacles can only be solved by falling off.

The flaming shadow tentacles left the dark, cold rock walls from their roots, twisting like a kindled snake on the ground, and finally dissipated into a wisp of ash.

Miss Marselan hunched over, with a brown glass bottle between her two slender fingers, still did not speak, but her eyes were full of doubt.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear the clatter of metal products coming from all directions!

Syllable!

Metal collides, gunpowder bursts, bullets strike!

Miss Marselan took a deep breath, in such a small space, the person who was being attacked in the open and in the shadows was definitely at a disadvantage, and the constant reverberating sound waves made it more difficult for her to hear the sound to determine where the attacker was.

But she knew she had to get out of her place, and if she stayed where she was and didn't run away, there would be a bullet in her heart or head that would be pierced by a bullet full of energy.

Her powerful thigh muscles exploded, and Miss Marselan quickly ran away from the ground, not forgetting to throw all the brown bottles out of her hand and remove new glass bottles from her medical kit to clear her way to fight off the shadows.

The sound of shattering glass is accompanied by a raging flame that engulfs the endless darkness, and in the struggle between darkness and light, it is always the more powerful side that swallows up the other.

Marselan didn't have time to care about that, she ran up as fast as she could, it was a foolish thing to choose to fight the shadows in the cold underground, if there was a chance that she would be able to wipe them all out if she was on the ground!

This is not the first time she has fought the shadows, the power of the shadows is a very difficult power to master, although its mysterious source is not the least discovered in this world, and the leakage of the mysterious source is also very serious, resulting in some abilities only awakening their abilities after receiving its influence.

However, it is very difficult for the power of shadows to be harnessed by the user, because humans cannot control the darkness, and humans will only be consumed by the darkness.

Miss Marselan sprinted as fast as she could, but the shadows followed her all the time, and the flames burned away the shadows' skins layer by layer, but the shadows continued to gather from the cracks in the stone walls into the shadows of terror......

As we got closer to the exit from the underground, Miss Marselan saw hope of escape, as long as she pushed open the iron door!

As long as......

Suddenly a dark shadow flashed before her eyes, and the sturdy Miss Marselan was a little surprised to see a man whose face could not be seen clearly in the darkness appear like this, blocking her way out.

"Get out of the way!"

She scolded in a low, rough voice, with no intention of stopping, and this sentence was only a warning that Marselan was ready to crash into the pretending ghost.

"I'm sorry, Miss Marselan, but you can't leave here yet. ”

"I have more to ask you about. ”

Bill sighed in a low and relaxed manner, and suddenly raised two black and shiny revolvers in his hands, the blue and white striped hospital gown in the mental hospital was still so obvious, but Miss Marselan's eyes widened instantly!

"He didn't have a gun just now!"

"How did the gun come about, is it the same person who shot in the basement just now?"

"He ......"

"How the hell did you get ahead of me!?"

Her mind was running at high speed, but Miss Marselan's body was writhing wildly to overcome the inertia of sprinting forward!

Swinging his left shoulder forward and stomping his right foot on the stone steps, he soared down the right wall with great force in an attempt to dodge the two oncoming bullets.

Smack!

The bullets flew and disappeared into the deep, cold underground passages after leaving two black mist behind, and Miss Marselan thought she had escaped......

Shadows instantly resemble ocean waves?? The thud and surging slammed Marselan into the hard, cold stone wall, the force of which squeezed her internal organs and spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

Bill spun his revolver twice around his index finger and sent him back into the shadows, grinning like Captain Sparrow, and took two steps closer to Miss Marselan.

Putting on the black gloves of the shadowy space, he crouched down and pulled up her curled hair, and patted Miss Marselan's groggy face.

"Poor Miss Marselan, are you alright?"

"If you're still alive, let's start this conversation again, and I think now you'll listen to me and take what I say to heart. ”

"By the way, before I start my question, let me tell you a very important thing, I am not a psychopath or manic, I am normal. ”

"I'm just strong enough to do whatever I want to make you obedient, that's all, do you understand?"

Bill shook her head, and another mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed onto Bill's already soiled patient gown, not knowing if he heard what he had just said.

But Bill doesn't care about these little things, he just says what he wants to say, and he won't do too much in the face of this woman who embarrassed him yesterday, after all, he is a gentleman.

"Very well, I'll ask you some questions, and if you look at the answer to me, I'll let you go. ”

After saying that, Bill let go of his palm, climbed from the ground and tied Miss Marselan's shadow to make her lean against the wall, and a small black shadow hand untied Miss Marselan's medical bag and delivered it to Bill.

"The first question is, what is the real purpose of the Holy See to fund the establishment of this psychiatric hospital, and what is the matter with these seriously ill patients?"

"Who is responsible for their madness?"

Bill first asked Shaway the question he wanted to know the most, he wanted to know so much about the reason why Erwin had fallen into a madness that he didn't think about it, so this question made Bill very interested as well.

After all, in Shawei's mouth, that Erwin spoke a language similar to his own, which means that he is also very likely to be shielded by special powers, so he has seen and heard the same world as himself.

And the secrets that he learned from that world were so huge that they could shake the order and foundation of this world, after Bill thought about it for a while, he was no longer as excited as he was at the beginning, like a child who knew other people's secrets, and wanted to tell it when he saw someone.

He needed to know more about the strange connections between the world and that world, and if he really wanted to do something with this earth-shattering secret, Bill had to find something to block out his language.

The more information you have in your own hands, the easier you will be when a problem occurs.

Bill was already sitting on the ground, and Miss Marselan, who was still vomiting blood, had a gloomy look on her face.

She wasn't without struggle, but it had little effect, and Marselan couldn't figure out why someone who was powerless could suddenly become such a powerful being.

Then she saw that the man in front of her actually pulled out a dagger directly from the dark ground!

This man was no ordinary shadow power-wielder, he was more skilled in the use of shadow-power than all the shadow powerhouses she had ever seen.

And in the face of Bill's vicious behavior of stretching the dagger towards his shadow little by little, Marselan felt a little panicked for the first time, even if others didn't know, she followed the shadow master who used the shadow all the year round, she fully understood that the damage to the shadow was far more terrifying than the damage to the body!

"This psychiatric hospital is the ...... of the Holy See of Oude"

"It was built by the Holy See of Oude to watch over the madmen who might have an impact on society, and Hoover and I were both sent by the Holy See to manage it. ”

"As for why these people are crazy......"

I don't know exactly why, but I do know that these lunatics are people who failed in their baptism, who were not awakened by their power, but who lost their minds. ”

Marselan's explanation was slow, accompanied by rough breathing and bleeding nasal passages, and large patches of blood gushing from the corners of her mouth, but she was good at physical strengthening, and she was not so life-threatening as she was hurt to this extent.

Bill was thoughtful.

"As far as you know, what are the ways for ordinary people to become powerful, where does the power of wizards come from, and how does your Holy See distinguish between capable and wizards?"

“...... The most common situation is when an ordinary person is too close to a fight between the abilities, and the forces of the two abilities will affect something called a force field when they collide. ”

"Of course, the stronger the ability in battle, the greater the impact on the force field, and the wider the spread, so the Holy See strictly stipulates that the ability is absolutely not allowed to fight in places where crowds gather. ”

"I don't know what its power field is, that's how the lecturers in the Holy See describe it. ”

Nodding, Bill motioned for her to continue.

"What about the other ways, where did the original powerhouses in this world come from?"

"Other Ways ......"

“...... Cliff, as you've probably heard before, is the existence of a mysterious source. ”

Miss Marselan took a deep breath and began to get tired after saying the proper noun, repairing her internal organs was a great drain on her strength, but she did not dare to fall asleep yet.

"What's the Mystery?"

It was the first time Bill had heard of such a thing, and when he heard the word, he first thought of the shadow world he had entered.

He had always been uneasy about his experience in the Shadow World, a primordial fear that rose from the bottom of his heart and often pressed down on his head like a dark cloud, making it difficult for a shadow creature like Bill who had lost even the fear of death.

He continued to listen, Marselan's muffled voice.

"The lecturer of the Holy See of Oude once explained to us that the Mystic Source is the source of the power of all the powerful, and it can be hidden in the ancient ruins of the desert or on the towering cold snowy peaks......

"They may be buried deep in the endless ocean floor, or they may be surrounded by billowing lava......"

Miss Marselan paused, swallowed a mouthful of blood, moistened and parched her throat, and continued.

"Now there is a saying in the mysterious world that the strength of the power is determined by the source of the power when it is awakened. ”

"If the ability of the ability is awakened through the battle of other ability, then the stronger the strength of both sides of the battle, the higher the achievement of the awakened ability in the future. ”

"Those with the weakest abilities can hardly awaken ordinary people to gain strength even if they fight, while those who have been directly affected by the mysterious source have gained even greater power. ”

"This is the way the Holy See now obtains the strength of the capable and distinguishes between the strong and the weak, of course, even if the ability has been awakened, he can be affected by the mysterious source again, but it is difficult to get more powerful power from the battle of the powerful. ”

"So ......"

"So the mysterious source is something that the ability and various organizations want to get, because mastering the mysterious source is equivalent to mastering the props of controlling the strength and weakness of the ability?"

Marselan's words were interrupted by Bill, who was sitting on the ground, and she nodded vigorously, agreeing with the speculation.

"At present, the known mysterious sources in the world are controlled and used by major organizations and groups, because the energy in the mysterious sources cannot be used indefinitely, some mysterious sources may be able to influence a hundred people to become powerful and powerful, and some mysterious sources will disappear if they affect one person. ”

"While the human race affected by the mysterious source has the possibility of gaining great power, it also faces another great risk. ”

"The mental condition of human beings affected by the mysterious source will change to a greater or lesser extent, and even more than half of them will directly become crazy. ”

"So the last thing these organizations and the Holy See want to see is that those humans who are allowed to approach the mysterious source gain tremendous energy and eventually become madmen who have completely lost their minds!"

"It's a huge disaster. ”