Chapter Eighty-Four: The History of Pelidon
Finally, Leus let out a deep, long breath of turbidity.
"It's a pleasure, Dr. Hammer, if I'm not mistaken, if you hold on for a dozen seconds, I'm afraid you'll end up exactly like those two people."
Leus clasped his hands behind his back, his bayonet nowhere to be seen, and his gaze looked to the end of the seaside path. Kilometers away, a faint figure was advancing, and the moonlight illuminated a faint dark brown.
"You know what? I hate you new generation monsters the most. β
In the brick ruins of the villa behind Leus, a monster who could really be called a monster said that someone else's monster slowly peeled off the bricks and tiles on his body and appeared in the moonlight.
It resembles a human and a hellhound, its black muscles as strong as steel plates, and a pair of miserable white inch-long bone claws that have broken four of them, and it barely takes an injection from its tattered pocket and pierces it into the artery of its wrist.
A strange scene occurred, and its appearance quickly began to change, the human hell wolf slowly straightened its bent back, the black muscles on its body slowly changed color and relaxed, and the burning yellow hair slowly turned dull and burnt white.
Dozens of seconds later, it seemed that he had changed from sixty years old to ninety years old, and the old Hammer, whose eyes were cloudy like mud, stood tenaciously with his waist straight, but at this time his height was only one meter six, and he shrunk like a teenager.
"Someone's coming, we have to talk somewhere else."
Leus moved, like a gust of wind, and he quickly picked up old Hammer, and in a few seconds, he completely disappeared into the ruins.
A few minutes later, at the lighthouse by the sea, Leus arrived with the frail Dr. Hammer.
"You know me, I can search your memories directly." Leus looked at the old man, but he didn't do it, because he doubted that the other party would die immediately.
"But you didn't do that. Also, haven't you already searched the memories of another person? Dr. Hammer's voice was weak.
"The memory of a weapon is nothing to look at, it's nothing more than a group of crazy people using the knowledge of genetics, plus the study of mutant X genes, to create a bunch of monsters, I wonder if that's not it." Leus shook his head, in fact, the memories he had gotten from the strong man's head were incomplete.
Because at that time, the strong man's body was in a near-death state, and his brain tissue was dying, and it was too late for him to extract his memories, and what he got was only partially broken memories, which were difficult to string together.
"What do you want me to say?" Dr. Hammer breathed a sigh of resignation, he was no longer a doctor.
Leus thought for a moment and said, "Historically, your organization was first founded...... Until you live in seclusion in this seaside fishing village. β
"Okay, I'll tell you everything I know, but I'm just a peripheral researcher." Dr. Hammer sighed and was in a daze for a moment before slowly beginning to recount in a reminiscing tone: "Its name is 'Ghost Bird', its symbol is a 'Pelidon', it was founded in the spring of 1860, and it was ...... in Italy."
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March 1860, Referendum Day.
Deep underneath the royal palace of the Kingdom of Sardinia on the Italian peninsula, there is an ice chamber made entirely of ice.
An old man in a robe was alone, and he was leaning over an ice coffin made of ice cubes, in which a beautiful girl with waist-length blond hair was lying, her skin was as white as snow, and her face was delicate and innocent, like a sixteen-year-old girl who had just fallen asleep.
"Anna, my beloved, my flesh and blood......"
"I'll bring you back to life, I promise...... At any cost! β
The old man was full of majesty at this time, and the eyes that looked at the blonde girl were full of spoiled love, but the people in the ice coffin could never hear his promise.
Knock knock!
At this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door, and the old man frowned and straightened up his robe and appearance, kissed her lightly on the cheek, and then closed the ice coffin and walked out of the ice room.
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At night, in the Prime Minister's study, the candlelight was dim.
"Ohrim, what brought you to my palace?"
Sitting upright in his chair, the majestic FΓΌhrer Cavour asked in a deep voice, his target was dressed in a gray robe, and his hood covered most of his face, so that people could not see his appearance clearly.
"It's your call, my Prime Minister." The man spoke, and his voice was like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing against each other, making the roots of his teeth sore.
Cavour looked at his half-brother, he took a deep breath and tried to restrain himself: "Didn't I give you a lot of money last year?" I warned you long ago that your crazy plan is a bottomless pit and it will not succeed! β
"No, it will. I've found a little bit of information about it, I just need you to promise me and fully fund ......" Ohrim took off his hood and showed a face as terrible as a hell after being burned by fire, he smiled, showing his dark teeth: "Fund me, believe me, I will find hope to bring my niece back to life, so now you?" β
The study fell silent for a long time.
Cavour was sweating profusely, and it was clear that he had made a difficult decision.
"Its name?"
"Dear brother, it's the 'ghost bird', I found it. As long as we follow it, we can find the ruins of that ancient civilization! We can have eternal life! We can rule the world! β
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May 1915, same study, same people.
"Brother, I need you to answer them." The gray-robed man said in a deep voice.
"Ohrim! This is war, there will be millions of people sacrificed, this is not a joke! Cavour rebuked.
However, the gray-robed man just used one sentence to block Cavour, who had not aged for 55 years.
"Think about Anna, you know, we've really reached the point, we need a lot of human bodies, innocent human bodies, dead people...... And alive! β
The gray-robed man's voice screamed even more sharply, like a night owl, and then he turned sharply and slowly walked to the door of the room.
Under the same dim candle flame as 55 years ago, the gray robe of this gray-robed man has an additional pattern on the back of his gray robe, which is a fierce strange bird with the body of a deer antler and an eagle.
The younger brother was gone, and the elder brother was stunned in the study until midnight, and then he made a decision, took out the silver necklace around his neck, and kept making a cross.
"My Lord, my Father, I will not ask for your forgiveness, I only want her to come back to me."
It was prayer to the ancient gods, over and over again, until dawn.
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Night, November 16, 2007.
"Now, do you know what you're up against?"
At the seaside lighthouse in the Seto Inland Sea in southern Japan, Dr. Hammer asked meaningfully.