This time the lethargy was not like closing your eyes and opening them again, as usual, and the night passed.

Huai Shi felt as if she had really fallen asleep.

Immersed in the pain of splitting essentia......

The pain of the punishment of the oath still lingered in the shell, so clear even in the countless fragments of broken dreams that even the coherent consciousness was shattered, like a piece of iron when a piece of iron was struck by a hammer.

Forged in the flames of pain to ensure that this sharp tool can continue its mission.

But for Huai Shi, it is an inescapable torture.

The consciousness endures the ravages of pain every moment, until finally, in a drowsy state, forgetting who it is and immersing itself in those fragments of memory.

In the end, only countless solemn voices could be heard echoing in the darkness.

"Abraham, your hands are clothed with unrighteous blood today, and this will be a proof of atonement for your sins, and a portion of your iniquity......"

"You get your hands dirty, so you don't touch the darkness more. You have carried sin with you, and more souls have been able to step on the ladder of heaven......"

"If your sins are not allowed, your salvation will be far away. ”

"The things that are already are purged of the witnesses; What has been done, the record must be erased...... There is nothing new under the sun, and there is nothing outside the sun. ”

......

Eventually, the thunderous voices echoed in his ears, as if to engrave an irrefutable law in his soul:

This world is eternal. ”

Huai Shi opened her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling as if she were in a different world, her head empty.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

"You're finally awake?" Ai Qing's voice sounded in his ears: "It's been a long sleep." ”

"I ...... Is it Huai Shi?" he finally made out his part of himself from the chaotic memory, and the Book of Fate reorganized everything, but he still couldn't pull his thoughts out of the chaos.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Twenty-seven hours. Ai Qing sighed: "Twenty-seven hours." ”

For twenty-seven hours, she tried every means to revive Huaishi, but all interference outside of the game led to the stone cow into the sea.

The sound of dice continued to sound, and countless complicated judgments flowed in front of Ai Qing, and it was difficult to find the point.

KP smiled the whole time, quietly admiring her gloomy appearance, holding the 'Clement' character card in his hand, waiting for her to surrender and give up.

The game can be restarted at any time if she wants to.

If Huai Shi doesn't wake up from her deep sleep, Ai Qing doesn't even know how long her meaningless persistence can last.

But there is no point in holding on.

When KP turned over her hole cards in front of her, she knew that perhaps her struggles had failed.

Just in the midst of the deep groaning, she suddenly heard Huai Shi's voice:

"Ai Qing, are you hiding something from me?"

"Huh?"

She subconsciously frowned and looked at KP, but KP smiled, fiddled with her dice in her hand, and only shrugged her shoulders slightly to show her innocence.

"Your instructions are too little. Huai Shi said: "If it was before, even if you kept silent, you wouldn't let me mess around, right?"

“......”

Ai Qing was silent for a long time, but said, "I'm thinking." ”

"Is there a result?"

"Yes. Ai Qing replied unhappily: "The result of thinking is to find that here, like the reality outside, thinking most of the time is useless, and you will only suffer from it."

There's no way I'm going to solve the current dilemma, and to be honest, I'd love to give you the kind of advice that works and solves the problem, but you're probably not going to like it. ”

She paused and lowered her eyes unwillingly: "It's up to you how you want to complete your task." ”

"Huh?"

Huai Shi was stunned: "My mission? Parasusse, didn't he die half a year ago?"

Ai Qing shook her head pityingly, "You'll understand soon." ”

At that moment, Huai Shi's expression twitched suddenly, and she felt the crazy killing intent surging in her heart and the uncontrollable heat and hunger between her chest.

It was a thirst for blood and death.

Because he saw Lily.

His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst, and the irrepressible secretion of hormones plunged him into an indescribable state of rage.

It's like a beast.

Violently spasmed, raised his hand, like an epileptic patient, struggling to get up.

If it weren't for the weakness of his limbs at this moment, he might have jumped up and tore her throat open.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lily looked down at him in amazement, reached out to open his eyes, and lowered her head to take a closer look: "Difficulty breathing, constricted pupils, irregular heartbeat...... Are there any side effects that have not been documented?"

A soft breath blew on his face.

Like the wind in hell.

His canines grew slowly, and purple-black capillaries emerged from his pale face, so hideous.

"Don't be afraid. ”

Lily lowered her head and took out the needle in her waist bag and the set of alchemy instruments left by Huai Shi, and her movements were fast, and soon, the colorless potion was injected into his carotid artery.

"Rest assured, just some tranquilizers and concocilable serums. ”

Lily reached out and tested his body temperature, and whispered, "Maybe the poison in your body hasn't been cleaned up, which will probably make you better." ”

"No, it's not ......"

Huai Shi gasped with difficulty.

The bitter killing intent was quickly diluted by drowsiness.

The spasmodic limbs gradually calmed down, and along with the fading purple-black network on her face, Huai Shi regained her composure, or rather, she was finally able to suppress the uncontrollable crazy killing intent in her heart and forcibly calm down.

But countless thunderous roars still lingered in his consciousness.

Like an iron precept, it constantly brings a whipping shock and a burning pain like thunder.

Kill her!

She must be killed!

Paracelsus must be killed!

"But that old man died half a year ago!" Huai Shi roared in his heart: "I've been looking for a year, and I've been looking for a dead man for half a year!

"But he's left something behind, isn't he?"

Ai Qing's voice sounded, so pity: "Think about it, Huaishi, you, no, Abraham Van Helsing's mission, is it really to kill Paracelsus? Think about it......"

"Find that person, follow that person, and kill that person!"

In a trance, the majestic and old voice sounded in his ears again: "At all costs, let the work of that blasphemous person, let the deformed child who will only tarnish the great deeds of the gods be shattered!"

His...... Opus?

"Yes, his work. ”

Ai Qing whispered, "The only work left by the alchemy master who is known as the one who created the 'Philosopher's Stone'......"

The Philosopher's Stone?

The embodiment of miracles in the world, the crystallization of omnipotence, the elixir of immortality, the combination of countless prayers and destiny, one of all, one of one...... It's not just used to describe a fifth-order sublimator.

Since ancient times, this existence has been given high hopes and expectations by countless people.

From the very beginning, it was a near-impossible peak of miracles.

At a time when the Forerunner has become a thorn in the side of the Order, and creationism and celestial evolution are gradually incompatible, what other work will be given such a lofty title?

In the torn consciousness, Huai Shi thought hard, and finally felt the loneliness and pain as if facing an infinite darkness.

It's as if I've finally realized Ai Qing's powerlessness.

Think about it, Huai Shi, think about it...... Isn't there enough clue left for you?

Think about it, feel the pain when I think...... You'll understand......

That is the only truth.

"Lily. ”

At that moment, Huai Shi murmured in disbelief, "She is...... Paracelsus...... Made out?"

"Is there a second possibility?"

Ai Qing asked rhetorically.

Obviously, it takes a lot of expensive materials to match the soul attributes to create, but in her hands, it becomes such an easy doppelganger......

Obviously, she needed various formulas to be able to create a precious potion, and as long as she drew a little of her own blood, she could transform and make it successfully......

It seems to be mature, but sometimes it is such a childish style......

It was clear that Paracelsus had already died, but when Huai Shi noticed the connection between Lily and him, such a violent killing intent uncontrollably surged in her heart.

"That's the final truth, Huaishi. ”

Ai Qing sighed.

- Before your eyes, Lily, a young scholar named Hela, is the most outstanding achievement of Paracelsus!

It is a miracle that simply existence completely overthrows creationism and advances it to a whole new level.

The 'Philosopher's Stone' born from the flask, a soul created out of thin air, is not bound by the rules of day and night, life and death...... Artificial man!

If it is a false life, there is no way to usher in the second sunrise.

If there were no souls, then one would not be able to ascend from the tributaries of the Sea of Silver and become an ascendant.

If you don't have compassion and kindness, you can't be a 'believer' in the lineage of the Holy Spirit!

A man-made thing has life, an empty shell has been given a soul, and a heretic has become a follower of many Holy Spirits!

Regardless of which of these three things had to do with it, the Holy Spirit lineage would not allow her to live until the next morning!

She had to die.

As long as she lives, it is a denial of creationism, of the Order, of the gods!

This was the original sin she was born with.

—Paracelsus' 'Son of Original Sin'!

“BINGO！”

KP applauded in amazement and expressed his appreciation without any reservations: "You are an excellent investigator, Ms. Ai!

Congratulations, you've solved the hidden puzzle in this mod - the death of Paracelsus!"