This time, he didn't just close his eyes and open them again. The night passed quickly.
Huai Shi felt as if he really had fallen asleep.
He was immersed in the pain of Origin Substance splitting apart … …
The pain brought about by the penalty of breaking an oath still lingered in his body. Even in the countless fragments of broken dreams, it was still so clear. It even shattered his connected consciousness, like a piece of iron being struck by a hammer on an iron felt.
The flames of pain were reforged to ensure that this sharp tool could continue to complete its mission.
But to Huai Shi, it was an unavoidable torture.
His consciousness endured the ravages of pain every moment until he finally forgot who he was in a daze and was immersed in those fragmented memories.
In the end, he could only hear countless solemn voices echoing in the darkness.
"Abraham, today your hands have been stained with the blood of injustice. This will be the proof of your atonement, and also a part of your sins … …"
"You have dirtied your hands, preventing more hands from touching the darkness. You have shouldered your sins, allowing more souls to step onto the stairs to heaven … … "
"If your sins are not allowed, your redemption will be far away."
"What has already happened, the witnesses must be eliminated. What has already been done, the records must be erased … … There is nothing new under the sun, and there will be nothing new outside of the sun."
… …
In the end, those thunderous voices echoed in his ears, as if they wanted to carve an irrefutable law into his soul.
"— — This world is the same from the beginning of time."
Huai Shi opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling. His mind was completely blank.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I going to do?
"You're finally awake?" Ai Qing's voice echoed in his ears. "What a long sleep."
"I … … am Huai Shi?" He finally managed to distinguish the part of his chaotic memories that belonged to him. The Book of Destiny reorganized everything, but he still couldn't pull his thoughts out of the chaos.
"How long was I asleep?"
"Twenty-seven hours." Ai Qing sighed. "A whole twenty-seven hours."
In the long twenty-seven hours, she tried everything to wake Huai Shi up, but all her attempts outside of the game were useless.
The sound of dice rolling could be heard constantly. Countless complicated decisions flashed in front of Ai Qing, but it was difficult to find the main point.
KP smiled from beginning to end, quietly admiring her gloomy appearance. He held the character card 'Clement' in his hand, waiting for her to surrender and give up.
As long as she was willing, the game could restart at any time.
If Huai Shi didn't wake up, Ai Qing didn't even know how long her meaningless persistence could continue.
But persistence was actually meaningless.
When KP revealed his trump card in front of her, she knew that perhaps her struggle all this time had already ended in failure.
While she was pondering, she suddenly heard Huai Shi's voice.
"Ai Qing, are you hiding something?"
"Hmm?"
She frowned subconsciously and looked at KP, but KP just smiled and played with his dice. He just shrugged slightly to express his innocence.
"Your instructions are too few." Huai Shi said, "If it was in the past, you wouldn't have let me mess around even if you kept silent, right?"
"…"
Ai Qing was silent for a long time and just said, "I'm thinking."
"Do you have a result?"
"Yes." Ai Qing replied unhappily, "The result of thinking is that it's the same as the reality outside. Most of the time, thinking is useless and will only hurt you.
I don't have a way to solve the current dilemma. To be honest, I also want to provide you with effective suggestions that can solve the problem, but I'm afraid you won't like it. "
She paused and unwillingly lowered her eyes. "It's up to you to decide how to complete your mission."
"Hmm?"
Huai Shi was stunned. "My mission? Paracusel? Didn't he die half a year ago? "
Ai Qing shook her head in pity. "You'll understand soon."
At that moment, Huai Shi's expression suddenly twitched. He felt the crazy killing intent emerging from his heart and the uncontrollable heat and thirst in his chest.
It was the thirst for blood and death.
Because he saw Lily.
His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst. A large amount of hormones was secreted uncontrollably, making him fall into an indescribable state of madness.
It was as if he had become a beast.
He convulsed violently, raised his hand, like an epileptic, and struggled to get up.
If it weren't for the fact that his limbs were weak at the moment, he might have jumped up and torn her throat.
"What's wrong with you?"
Lily looked down at him in astonishment, reached out and opened his eyes. She lowered her head and looked carefully. "Breathing difficulties, pupil constriction, arrhythmia … Are they side effects that haven't been recorded?"
A soft breath blew on his face.
It was like the wind in hell.
It made his canine teeth slowly grow, and purple-black capillaries appeared on his pale face. It was so ferocious.
"Don't be afraid."
Lily lowered her head, took out the syringe from her waist bag, and the set of alchemy instruments left by Huai Shi. She moved quickly, and soon, the colorless medicine was injected into his carotid artery.
"Don't worry, it's just some tranquilizers and mixed serum."
Lily reached out to feel his body temperature and said softly, "Maybe the poison in your body hasn't been cleaned up. This will probably make you feel better."
"No, no …"
Huai Shi gasped with difficulty.
The bone-deep killing intent was quickly diluted by sleepiness.
His convulsing limbs gradually calmed down. As the purple-black network on his face faded, Huai Shi regained his calmness again. In other words, he was finally able to suppress the uncontrollable crazy killing intent in his heart and forced himself to calm down.
But countless thunderous roars still lingered in his consciousness.
It was like an iron commandment, constantly bringing the violent shock of whipping and the burning pain of thunder.
Kill her!
Must kill her!
Must kill Paracelsus!
"But that old man died half a year ago!" Huai Shi roared in his heart, "I've been looking for a dead man for half a year! The mission has been completed long ago! "
"But he still left something behind, didn't he?"
Ai Qing's voice sounded, and it was so compassionate, "Think carefully, Huai Shi, you, no, Abraham Van Helsing's mission, is it really to kill Paracelsus? Think carefully … "
"Find that person, follow that person, and then kill that person!"
In a trance, the majestic and old voice sounded in his ears again, "At all costs, let the blasphemer's work, let the deformed child who will only tarnish the achievements of God be smashed to pieces!"
His … work?
"Yes, his work."
Ai Qing said softly, "The only work left behind by the alchemy grandmaster who is known as the creator of the 'Philosopher's Stone' …"
The Philosopher's Stone?
The embodiment of miracles in the human world, the omnipotent crystal, the elixir of immortality, the combination of countless wishes and the will of heaven, one of all, one of all … It was not only used to describe Level 5 Ascendants.
Since ancient times, this existence had been given high hopes and expectations by countless people.
From the beginning, it was the peak of miracles that was almost impossible to achieve.
When the Harbingers became a thorn in the side of the Church, and creationism and evolution theory gradually became incompatible, what other work would be crowned with such a lofty title?
In his torn consciousness, Huai Shi thought with difficulty, and finally felt the loneliness and pain as if he was facing an infinite darkness.
It was as if he had finally experienced Ai Qing's powerlessness.
Think, Huai Shi, think carefully … Don't tell me there aren't enough clues left for you?
Think, experience the pain when I think … You'll understand …
The only truth.
"Lily."
In that instant, Huai Shi murmured in disbelief, "She was … created … by Paracelsus?"
"Is there a second possibility?"
Ai Qing asked in return.
It clearly required many expensive materials to be compatible with the soul attribute to create, but it became so easy in her hands …
It clearly required various formulas to create a precious potion, but as long as she drew a little of her own blood, she could successfully create it …
She clearly looked mature, but sometimes she acted in such a childish way …
Paracelsus had clearly died long ago, but when Huai Shi realized the connection between him and Lily, such a violent killing intent emerged in his heart uncontrollably.
"This is the final truth, Huai Shi."
Ai Qing sighed.
In front of you, the young scholar Lily, registered as [Hel], is the most outstanding result of Paracelsus!
Just her existence completely overturned creationism, a miracle that pushed evolution theory to a whole new level.
The 'Philosopher's Stone' born from the flask, a soul created out of thin air, not bound by the rules of day and night reincarnation, day and night … an artificial human!
If it was a false life, it would be impossible to welcome the second morning sun.
If there was no soul, it would be impossible to ascend from the tributary of the Silver Sea and become a Ascendant.
If there was no compassion and kindness in the heart, it would be impossible to become a 'believer' in the Holy Spirit Pedigree!
An artificial thing had life, an empty shell was given a soul, and a heretic became a believer of many Holy Spirits!
No matter which of these three points was related, the Holy Spirit Pedigree would not allow her to live until the next morning!
She must die.
As long as she lived, it was a denial of creationism, the Church, and the gods!
This was the original sin she was born with.
The 'Child of Original Sin' created by Paracelsus!
“BINGO！”
KP applauded in admiration and expressed his appreciation without any reservation, "You are an excellent investigator, Ms. Ai!
Congratulations, you have solved the hidden puzzle of this module — The Death of Paracelsus! "
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