Lin Sanjiu shook her head with all her might, but the fog in her mind showed no signs of dissipating.
She could not contact Mrs. Manas, and she still did not know why she was standing here. Where was this place? Why was she standing here? Why did she stink? What was behind them?
Amidst all the confusion and confusion, the only thing she could hold on to and rely on was Silvan, who was beside her.
"I … I don't seem to remember what happened," she whispered to him. The blond man placed his hand gently on her back, stopping her from turning back. "What's going on now?"
"Don't worry, I will tell you everything." His voice was gentle and intimate. It did not sound any different from before, and it comforted her a little. "Now, take a deep breath."
Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath. When she exhaled, she couldn't help asking, "Why did you stop them? Why didn't you let them pass?"
In Silvan's other hand, a crescent-shaped ray of silver light sliced through the air like a long scythe. It dyed the dark space in an arc of light.
A group of people in different clothes were blocked in front of the silver light. Pairs of dull eyes stared blankly at the two of them. It seemed that someone had already tried to pass through the silver crescent-shaped ray of light. The few people in the lead had long bloody cuts on their arms.
Lin Sanjiu could tell that many of them were members of the Munitions Factory, but that only made her more confused.
"You will know very soon," Silvan reached out and smoothed her short hair. He whispered, "Don't look back. I will tell you the situation now."
He let go of his hand and picked up something from the ground. Lin Sanjiu recognized it at first glance. It was her tape recorder. "Come, keep it," the blond man placed the silent machine in her arms and reminded her again, "No matter what, don't look back."
'Is there anything behind us? '
Lin Sanjiu glanced at him and kept the tape recorder back into its card form. She could not remember why she called for the tape recorder. As for when the artist came out with a blank face and a few rolls of canvas, she had no recollection of it at all.
Should I put away the humanoid special item as well?
Just as the thought popped up in his mind, he saw Silvan wave at the artist. Without waiting for Lin Sanjiu's order, the man jogged to his side and handed one of the scrolls to Silvan. The latter took it and held it tightly.
While he was distracted, the people who were blocked by the silver light immediately seized the opportunity and tried to rush out. They did not want to touch the silver light. Some of them bent down, some of them turned around. No one made a sound, and no one showed any expression other than confusion. Only their heads and limbs moved in silence, looking like a moving picture of a hundred ghosts. Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
With a flick of his wrist, the crescent-shaped silver light suddenly shone brightly, like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky. As the silver light slanted slightly, before it could touch anyone, the reflected light had already cut through everyone's skin. Blood splattered in the air.
"I know you are not afraid," Silvan's voice echoed clearly in the dark chamber. "But if I cut you into pieces, you will not be able to see the queen."
"Queen?"
The name buzzed in Lin Sanjiu's mind as if it was trying to awaken some blurry memories. However, the two words were not enough. The mist slowly closed up again, leaving only a blank space.
The people were probably afraid that they would not be able to "see the queen", so all of them stopped moving with cuts so deep that their bones could be seen. They were still staring blankly behind Silvan and Lin Sanjiu. None of them even bothered to bandage their wounds.
"How good would it be if I could turn around and walk back?" Lin Sanjiu realized that unknowingly, a desire rose in her heart. The desire was so strong that she felt that it was the greatest meaning of her life.
Just when she was about to lose control of her impulse, Silvan suddenly turned his head and looked at her. Their eyes met. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists tightly. She did not move her feet.
"Just give me a few minutes. I promise you that you can all go over." For some reason, Silvan's voice trembled a little, as if he had used all his strength to force the words out of his mouth. Just when Lin Sanjiu was puzzled, he turned around and called out to her, "Come here."
To forcibly control the direction of her footsteps was a much more difficult task than she had imagined. It was only a distance of about ten steps, but when she stopped beside Silvan, she started to pant. "What … What's wrong?"
"This …"
When she took a closer look, she realized that his blond hair was dripping down his forehead, and his face was getting paler and paler. Every word that he said and every action that he made was as heavy as a thousand kilograms, and then he sank into the water. "You, tie it on everyone."
However, other than his bloodless palm, she did not see anything else.
"What?"
"Wait," Silvan took a deep breath and tried to steady his trembling hand. Lin Sanjiu did not remember seeing Silvan in this state before, but the scene before her eyes was a little familiar. His body was drenched in cold sweat, and his muscles were trembling uncontrollably. In the dim light, his body glowed like a streamer.
As he inhaled sharply, he suddenly grabbed her hand and shoved something into it. Lin Sanjiu lowered her head and saw that it was a black wristband, but it was two to three times larger than a normal wristband. Unlike a wristband, there were four small black squares attached to it. It had a plastic-like texture and felt smooth to the touch.
"What is this?"
"Don't ask," Silvan closed his eyes and breathed heavily, "Tie it on the first person."
Lin Sanjiu did as she was told. Her trust in Silvan surprised even herself.
When she walked closer to the first man, her heart skipped a beat. The lower half of the man's face was like a bag, empty and hanging loosely. Lin Sanjiu suppressed the nausea in her stomach and tied the black strap around his neck. It was just long enough for her to buckle the button.
"Go over there," Silvan gestured to the back. His face was shockingly pale. These three words were like rough sandpaper scraping against his throat, making it sound extremely dry and coarse.
When the man staggered backward, just like the lower half of his face, he shoved the second black strap into Lin Sanjiu's hand with trembling hands.
The second man looked much more normal, so Lin Sanjiu quickly buckled the strap.
"What is this thing I'm wearing?"
"A tracker," Silvan said hoarsely as he shoved a stack of things into her arms, "Quick, don't hesitate!"
He took out at least eight or nine straps in one go. Lin Sanjiu didn't know whether it was because her fingers were trembling or because the ground was shaking, but she had to buckle the third strap a few times before she finally tied it. As expected, there was no more movement behind her, and the tremors gradually weakened. Lin Sanjiu tilted her head and looked at Silvan. He had just opened the scroll in his hand, and the edges of the paper were rustling in the air.
"Continue tying them," he said without raising his head. He was probably trying to concentrate. "I might not be able to speak for the next half a minute."
Lin Sanjiu glanced at the scroll. The back of the scroll seemed to be filled with English words. She retracted her gaze, steadied her breath, and tied another strap around the neck of the fourth man.
It was a boy who was so young that he seemed to glow. He looked no more than 15 or 16 years old. After Lin Sanjiu tied the black strap around his neck, he dashed past her and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A woman in a long silk dress used up the last black ribbon in her hand. Lin Sanjiu didn't know why, but she felt that the woman looked very familiar. Her gaze followed the woman until she came to Silvan's side. The woman in the long silk dress stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. Then, she walked to the back of the container. Her back was straight and elegant, as if she was going to perform on stage.
Silvan obviously did not realize what was going on. He frowned and did not even have the time to turn around to look at the woman. He quickly shifted his gaze back to the scroll in his hand.
"You are here," a familiar voice snapped Lin Sanjiu out of her reverie. She turned her head and saw Yu Yuan's face, which was covered with tattoos. "I'm going over. I thought I should inform you guys. Is everything okay? "he asked Lin Sanjiu as he looked at Silvan.
Lin Sanjiu looked around and realized that while Silvan was distracted, the crowd had taken the opportunity to go around the container and disappeared behind it. Other than Yu Yuan, there were a few people who were wearing the uniform of the Munitions Factory. It seemed that they did not leave because of Silvan's identity.
Silvan was still staring at the scroll and did not hear anything.
"I'm going. Aren't you coming with me?" Yu Yuan asked softly.
'Should I let him go? '
Just as the question popped up in Lin Sanjiu's mind, a bright white light flashed before her eyes. A series of deafening explosions rang out behind her, stirring up a strong gust of air in the hollow. It blew all of them to the ground. The ground trembled violently, and even the heavy container rattled.
She and Yu Yuan were thrown to the ground by the gust of air. Her heart was cold, and she had long forgotten about the lesson of "never turning back". However, when she turned her neck halfway, Silvan's shadow suddenly pounced on both of them. "Don't move! Get on the ground! "
"W-what happened?" Lin Sanjiu asked with a trembling voice. She could barely hear her own voice amidst the lingering sounds of the explosions. "What did you ask me to put on that thing?"
In the darkness, she heard Silvan say a few words in a low voice, "Get the recorder."
'Is there anything on the recorder? '
Lin Sanjiu called out the recorder. She could feel countless rocks and soil falling from above her head. She quickly shielded the recorder with her body. After she pressed the play button, she heard her own voice.
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