There was a night patrol team in the distance, and when they heard the movement here, a middle-aged uncle with a wide forehead immediately led the men and horses to come.

When they arrived at the scene, they found the corpse on the ground, the treacherous, the demon ape.

The middle-aged uncle squatted down and tested the blood sample with a copper needle, which instantly turned into rusty water, and it was still a "mother".

"Deal with it as soon as possible. The middle-aged man said.

Several people approached and poured potion on the corpse, the ingredient of which was extracted from the "capuchin scales", which could eat the corpses of these alien creatures. Professor Madeleine Max did not tell them that the later cultivation of this plant was made from the corpses of these alien creatures, and that what they sucked before they were alive and what they sucked after they died, which is why they should not be touched with their hands until they were ground into medicine.

The middle-aged man examined the blades that had been inserted into the monster's body, wondering how they were lying upside down to rob their prey of life.

The scene was terrifyingly clean, except for the dead leaves on the ground and a line of blood, that alien creature should not be the slightest opponent of that person, when would the student union have such a master? But since he could easily kill his prey, why waste three blades in vain?

He walked around and found a piece of charcoal under his feet, he squatted down and crushed it with his hands, only a slight residual heat.

Prometheus Pavilion, underground labyrinth area.

It wasn't dark inside, there was a wall lamp at every distance on those old wall tiles. It looks like the cheapest candle used, the candle glows cold, burns for hundreds of years, but doesn't warm up the place in the slightest.

There is a ticking echo from the depths of the labyrinth, like a pendulum at work, which was deliberately designed by the designers to prevent the person who gets lost here from going crazy because he can't stand the loneliness.

This is where the world's greatest secret is sealed, the lords, the alien generals. The scriptures record that there are twelve lords of the aliens, each of whom is capable of breaking through the last line of defense of the human race. The hunter's duty is to guard the line of defense and protect the last home of mankind.

From the beginning of the era to 825, there were eight lords. Seven of them, nailed to locust branches, are trapped in a labyrinth, their souls lost, never able to escape. Only the ticking bell echoes permanently, still silently recording the passage of time.

At this time, in addition to the ticking bell, there was a sudden hoarse voice in the quiet labyrinth, which seemed to say something, and then seemed to sigh, and then the ticking sound became more and more obvious.

The ticking sound is not the sound of a pendulum, but rather the sound of dripping water.

Patrolling the outer circle of the maze is a young squad, a fourth-year Hunter Academy, who has entered the internship stage. They are no longer like they were in the lower grades, frightened by this sudden change.

They sent someone to report to the hunters' higher-ups, and they all stood guard at the only exit from the labyrinth.

Deep in the labyrinth, a cell.

The sound came from this cell, staring at the wall of the locust branch, a little bit of crimson dripping, a hoarse sound coming from a throat.

Then, on the desk in the center of the cell, the flame of the mutton fat candle grew smaller, as if something had choked the throat, until it was extinguished.

On the winding passage, the firelight came from far and near, and one after another was extinguished.

The lamps have been burning here for hundreds of years, and for the first time since they were lit, they have been extinguished.

Periphery of ancient forests, foothills.

The Hunter Academy is on a mountain, and the only shortcut to get here is to take the train that trains to become the Academy.

To the northwest is the gap in the college, and the crescent-shaped building area does not completely enclose the ancient forest. Xia Ming distinguishes the map against the moon: there is a temple at the foot of the ancient forest. This is not a lithographed map, but a hand-drawn map. Intelligence lies in real-time updates, and the first map of mankind should also be drawn with a pen.

The development of the student union over the years, some topographical information has also been collected in detail. For example, this temple will never be mentioned in the rest of the map. Because according to Jian Shao, it is a building that is more than 800 years old, and the grass in it is higher than the wall.

Xia Ming looked around, and sure enough, he didn't find the building, so it was estimated that it had collapsed.

The ancestors of mankind recorded in the history books lived in semi-crypt houses, and the earliest walls were made of rice stalks and earth. It's a paradox, the northern walls can already be seen from here, and the faint force field under the moon reflects the silver light, and there were already stone walls eight hundred years ago.

If you look at the facts, this really doesn't seem to be a problem, but it seems that someone is trying to cover something up.

It's time to go back, he carries Discord, the tip of Discord's spear lit with starlight.

It was completely different from the direction of the village of Vil.01, and Xia Ming just wanted to see how big the boundary was. He was born in the southern part of the realm, where it was the end. He couldn't imagine that there was a world out there, that they were living in a cage that wasn't very big, but it felt big.

The moon was obscured by a cloud, and the faint force field shrouded in the outer layer of the wall also disappeared, and it was not until the white clouds drifted past that it reappeared. Xia Ming was taken aback, because he found that the situation here was completely different from that in the south, and the walls in the south, even in the middle of the night, without the light of the moon, could still be filled for a long time. It seems that they do as mentioned in that book, they consume a huge amount of energy all the time, and they have been exhausted.

Xia Ming turned his head and was shocked.

Before him appeared a building, boxy, not a single piece of masonry and rubble that did not tell its age, but it was a temple rather than a thatched house. He was shocked because the building had suddenly appeared in front of him, and he had not seen the temple when he came.

The tattered wooden door creaked open, as if the master had been waiting for him inside for a long time, and the maid came out to meet him and open the door for him. It's just that both the master and the servant are invisible ghosts, and it doesn't seem like he's been waiting for a while, when the door suddenly falls out of the frame and shatters when it opens halfway.

Xia Ming should have turned around and ran, but he was afraid that the barren mountains and mountains would bump into something unclean.

However, Xia Ming suddenly saw a symbol "∞" on the door frame, which he had seen outside the wall.

Apparently this is not a murderous house, but a dusty secret.

He boldly stepped through the door, and his left hand had already touched Yu Sheng's modified shotgun.

The inside was cleaner than he had imagined, the ground did not grow earlier than the height of the wall, and there were no trees rooting on the walls, only some leaves in the corners of the walls, still new, could there still be people cleaning here?

It's very small, walk into the temple, there is a stone statue standing in the center of the temple, the appearance of the stone statue is a bit strange, neither the fat god of food that is spread among the people, nor the natural goddess of the natural sect, the crouchy mouse whisker, nor does it look like a mountain god, the key is how does this face look like the face of his private school?

"Young man, do you crave knowledge—"

A leisurely, like shouting in the valley, suddenly exploded in his ears.

The voice let out a groan, then continued to say deeply, "Take the money—I'll give you a full score on your paper—lest you go back and be spanked—"

Xia Ming frowned, what kind of evil god is this?

He pulled out the gun in his lower back, ready to shoot it, super annoying.

As a result, the stone statue immediately raised its hand, hid behind the throne, and shouted for mercy.

"Shut up. Xia Ming said, "Your voice is too noisy." ”

The sound echoes directly in your ears and makes him feel uncomfortable.

Xia Ming put down the gun and asked, "We know each other?"

The stone statue came out from behind the offering table, and the light flowed from him, transforming into a middle-aged man in a black dress.

"It's been a long time, 05. ”

He leaned over respectfully and, as if by magic, took out a rose and put it in his breast pocket.

He said, "Still, you're finally here." ”

Xia Ming pointed a gun at him, "We don't know each other. ”

The man said, "Don't waste bullets, I'm just an impact made up of light." You see, you have to understand that I am harmless to you. He suddenly passed through Xia Ming's body, and he couldn't feel anything except seeing a phantom floating over.

He pointed to the idol on the offering table, "The projector is on the eye of the idol, and I won't disappear until I break it." However, it is not recommended to use a gun, because even fragments are dangerous at such a close distance. ”

Xia Ming put away the gun at this time.

The man walked up and down the temple, scratching his head and muttering, what shall I say?

Xia Ming said, "You can introduce yourself first." ”

He said: "There is no time, my power supply is running out, it has been 1,0013 years since I started up, I use a graphene battery, and it is an old-time model. Hey, old times, you know how unreliable they are. ”

He despised things from such an old era, but his tone seemed like he was showing off.

"A thousand ......," Xia Ming said stunned, "What I learned since I was a child, the world is only eight hundred years. ”

"Eight hundred years?" the man was also stunned by his words, "That fool said, even at our time, the universe had passed 15 billion years, like an old man lying in bed waiting for death, coming to an end. ”

Xia Ming couldn't understand what he said, "I heard that you seem to be dying, so why don't you tell me something?"

"That's right, I almost forgot to get down to business!" he slammed his head, jumped to his feet, and said, "After I hibernate for two hundred years, I suddenly discovered a loophole in the genetic fingerprint, and the genetic fingerprint has no loophole, the loophole lies in their heirs. These heirs may have been manipulated over time, and they have taken blood samples and cloned them, allowing god-killing weapons to be activated. All you have to do is find them and destroy them, or else the oracle will find them, and disaster will return. ”

"What is a god-killing weapon!" Xia Ming immediately grasped the point, "How do I find it, and can I trust you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me now, but I hope you can write down what I say and you'll understand later, and hopefully it's still in time. ”

"You say. ”

"God-killing Weapon ......"

"What's wrong?"

"Hell," he shouted, "the data is stored on disks in the old world, and it looks like there's a mechanical glitch and I can't retrieve it!"

"In short, those weapons are very dangerous, and each of them has the ability to destroy the world. Have you ever heard of similar weapons in this world? Look for them, and then destroy, remember, or danger will come to you...... Why can't you understand, is it that in this world of regressive civilization, I have to use 'bad luck to find the door' for you to understand?"

Xia Ming said: "I can understand, and I have written down everything I don't understand." And the weapon you mentioned, I seem to have seen it. But how am I going to destroy them? That thing can't seem to be destroyed?"

"It's a bug, you have all the rights to destroy them. "I don't know what happened to the contents of those jars, after all, it seems that you can also 'reincarnate' in this world, let those things know that you exist, and you will never recover." ”

"Who am I?" Xia Ming asked.

"Don't you understand that?" the man said strangely, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "'reincarnation' is a superstition in the old world, and I thought they were resurrected!"

"No, we also have a lot of 'gods' here, there are 'reincarnations', there are 'curses' and 'magic'. Xia Ming said.

"Good boy, you must understand that there are no gods, no ghosts, no magic and no spells in this world. I say you have special authority because you have that person's traits in you. Aside from your looks, your psionic ability is 89 percent compatible, which may be a problem with detection. But this is similar to the mythical 'reincarnation', even if you are his descendant, it is impossible for this to happen. Those who say that there will be two identical people every 200 years in history is not some kind of 'reincarnation'. Beware, they may be replicants, they may be monitoring the world, and ninety percent of them are spies of the Empire. ”

The man scratched his head, and he didn't know which era to use to say hello to this person.