Chapter 387: Angry Heart (3/3)
Chapter 387 Angry Heart (33)
Yes, some people may not be able to understand, it’s not that there is no forest along the way, and it’s not that there is no prey, how can it be reduced to the point where it needs to eat people?
But on the continent of Terra, the so-called forests and prey... are really not acceptable to ordinary people.
Even the natives of the big redwood forest who have settled in Nanling for hundreds of years face the lush jungle after decline, and it is difficult to obtain enough prey from it. Under extreme hunger, they can only eat people.
What's more, these refugees who don't have any tools or martial arts?
Ian is very clear that on the ancient earth, once this kind of escape occurs, there will often be a tragic result where only one of the twenty families can survive.
Fleeing along the way, there are robbers and tigers and wolves accompanying them, and the villages and towns along the way are treated as enemies. Even if there are cities that want to accept them, how much can they accept?
Every inch of the land in Nanling is soaked with the blood of the pioneers. This is a romantic way of saying it, but a more practical way of saying it is that every inch of the land here is owned by the owner.
And the end of autumn is the 'trophy' that Baron Laian got when he wiped out a settlement of exiles.
A child whose legs and right hand had been eaten off, and whose left arm had been chopped off, an unrecognizable child.
According to the captives, it was the child’s parents who offered Mo Qiu to exchange for other people’s food, but because they had more meat, they were eaten by the exiles first.
Mo Qiu saw with his own eyes that his parents who abandoned him were eaten, and his limbs were cut off alive, and he was almost thrown into the pot to make soup... If the Baron hadn't arrived at the last moment, Mo Qiu would not have been killed. Eat, and die from bleeding too much.
"Master Mo Qiu's injury...is difficult to heal. The master does not lack Thaler. He bought many regeneration potions for Master Mo Qiu, but in my memory, these regrowth hands and feet can only be used for a period of time, after which will fade away.”
"I originally thought that it was because Master Mo Qiu possessed a strange ability, so the regeneration potion couldn't take effect..."
"This result is indeed correct... In fact, the regenerative potion is impossible to take effect, because Master Mo Qiu really has the spiritual ability to affect the body, and those hands and feet that Master Mo Qiu once grew..."
Steward Moda came to a remote corner on the second floor, in front of the dark room door, where the words "Mo Qiu's room" were written in crooked but serious left handwriting.
An eerie, preservative smell wafts from behind the door.
The old steward could not open the door, nor did he dare to open the door.
And Ian took a step forward, stretched out his hand, directly inferred the door that had been integrated with the wall, and pushed it open.
The room behind the door is not so much a room as it is a bio-alchemist's specimen laboratory.
There are so many things inside, all soaked in preservatives or extremely expensive nourishing extracts, 'human body parts'!
The nourishing extract is different from the psychic nourishing extract. It only needs a plant with vitality or a biological fluid to extract, but a can still costs more than a dozen thalers, but here are several Ten cans, all filled with various internal organs, limbs, and even brain slices.
Among them, there are adults, some old people, and naturally... there are also children.
Ian frowned. He could tell that some of the 'fresh' children's specimens had been stored for no more than a week.
He thought of the missing people in Jinye Town and the next town, as well as the missing children...
In an instant, there was a fire burning in the bottom of my heart.
It seems that Mo Qiu's ability is related to his lost limbs and the 'flesh body' itself.
"Baron Ryan, what the **** is he doing? Wraiths, memory rewriting, psionic powers related to the flesh, and the skull of the prophet's echo... He doesn't really want to resurrect his own child, does he?"
—The material of the soul, the psionic ability to record memories, the psionic ability to reshape the body, an unknown psionic ability, and a skull that can create echoes...
Plus, the baron's own broken arm...
It seems that the elements of resurrection have been assembled!
Ian was thinking in his heart, but the nun who reflected light reminded him: "Be careful, suppress your anger, and don't crush the wall."
"The manager of Moda is an ordinary person and cannot bear the aftermath of our power."
Aware of this, Ian turned his head and looked at his right hand, which was pressed against the wall and covered with gauntlets.
His fingers had sunk deep into the solid rock wall, scratching out five deep potholes.
"…sorry, didn't notice."
Raising his hand, dust and debris flowed from the holes in the stone wall. Ian was silent for a while, then shook his head, and said softly: "It seems that the spirit can be calm, but the body will still be angry."
But there is no way, how could it be possible not to be angry?
Whether it's the actions of Mo Qiu and Yila, or the people who made them what they are today.
Even say, the land itself.
Ian is deeply… angry about it.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see here."
Taking several deep breaths, Ian glanced at Steward Moda whose body was already crumbling.
He knew that this shock was too great for an old housekeeper who always thought he was taking care of three lovely children.
He and Sister Reflecting Light looked at each other, and they both nodded, and then Ian said: "I know where Linda's room is, so I don't need Moda to take care of you to lead the way... Let's rest for a while."
For ordinary people, these scenes are too exciting. In terms of previous games, the SAN value is about to drop.
If it continues, it will really kill people.
"Do not."
But the old steward still raised his head, his eyes were a little hazy at the moment, as if those flesh and blood limbs in Mo Qiu's room were still shaking in his brain.
But he persisted, forced himself to laugh and said, "I've actually imagined it—where did the bones and human skin come from, Master Yila? I just thought about it..."
"As for Miss Linda... Actually, I really don't need to go."
Standing up straight, the old steward shook his head, and said softly, "Because the master didn't take the initiative to find Miss Linda."
"Miss Linda... was sent by a group of people in black robes who couldn't tell who they were."
"Just three years ago, the Miss Linda who was sent here couldn't even speak, she was almost an empty shell—it was the master who taught Miss Linda to speak bit by bit... making her feel like a human being. "
"This is it!" "That's them!"
Ian and Yingguang spoke together, their eyes met, and they immediately understood that this was the real key.
The first two children can only let Ian and Yingguang know what is the source of a series of strange things that happened around Lai'an, and who did these things.
Then, the man in black who appeared here on Linda is the source of Baron Leanne who lost his wife and children step by step into the darkness and into the abyss!
Whether it's Ira or Mo Qiu, or Linda later.
These three children with 'psychic power', even including the parent and son of the baron who turned into a ghost, are probably created by these men in black!
And their purpose...
【Echo】
This word came to Ian's mind.
This is the only possibility.
Those men in black are probably not the mountain folk cult that Sister Reflecting Light is following, but they did do things that even a cult would not necessarily do, and their true identities are very likely to be related to the emperor...
Of course, this is just speculation, and Ian is not at all sure.
So he asked Sister Yingguang to take care of the steward Moda, who was already struggling, and went to the third floor by himself.
Third floor, Linda's room.
According to the usual practice, after brute force opened the door, Ian entered this little girl's room filled with pink tones alone.
Because I had seen it once before, Ian didn't see anything strange from this ordinary girl's room.
No flesh and blood, no bones, and no novelties.
Except for a note on the table, there is nothing.
But that's the most important thing.
Ian stepped forward, and he solemnly picked up the note.
There are only girls' beautiful handwriting on it.
【Who are you? 】
【Why can't I see you? 】
If it was an ordinary supernatural story, Ian should be startled at this time.
But alas, he is a prophet.
So Ian just nodded, and said clearly: "Sure enough, are you the container of the prophet? Or, in other words, the prophet born from the skull?"
"I know that your other two brothers didn't come out, but you came out to see me alone. There must be a problem with this—no wonder your family left as if they were speeding up after I left."
"Baron Ryan, I'm afraid I already know that I am a prophet, and at least suspect that I carry something similar to the Prophet's inheritance on my body."
Looking down his cyan eyes, Ian finally found out what the uneasiness he had felt all along the way was.
This is the reason for his uneasiness—one prophet meets another prophet, both discover each other's identity, and neither can see the future anymore.
Even if, one party is just a container for the prophet.
only…
This is not the most important reason.
Ice-blue water mist filled the room, and Ian looked through the window, looking at the long road leading to the mountains from Ryan's collar: "I have to find you and stop you."
Not because I am a prophet.
More because I am human.
If you can see, you will change. That's all.
(end of this chapter)
