The Mole's soul seemed to be thrown into an endless abyss, and he felt as if he was sinking in an endless ocean.
His body was so heavy that he seemed to have no strength to even move a finger. His whole body was wrapped in a strong sense of suffocation, making him almost give up struggling.
At this moment, a shocking scene unfolded before his eyes - an extremely huge machine, a hundred meters high, suspended above the ocean.
This machine body is composed of countless gears, steam pumps, integrated circuits and turbines. Every part of it operates precisely, exuding breathtaking power.
What shocked Mole the most was the huge palm that the machine stretched out towards him.
That palm covered the sky and the sun, burning with blazing [Fire of Data]. That flame was both the power of destruction and the source of creation.
Under the illumination of the flame, Mole felt as if his existence was completely ignited, and his consciousness reached an unprecedented clarity at that moment.
However, this feeling of detachment was instantly broken by an exclamation.
“Ah——”
The mole suddenly woke up from his dreamlike slumber. He looked around subconsciously, trying to confirm his position.
He found that he was still curled up on the original steps. He had obviously passed out on the steps just now, and all those shocking scenes were just a dream.
But this dream, to Mole, has an indescribable sense of reality. Every detail of the huge machine, every beat of the fire of data, is deeply imprinted on his mind. in memory.
He stood up slowly, his body still feeling weak from the dream.
"You're awake."
The familiar voice caused Mole to have a stress reaction, and he raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound.
I saw the blond young man looking down at him from the high steps, his golden eyes shining dazzlingly in the sun.
"You are... the fire thief."
His voice was trembling with difficulty.
The name Fire Stealer will be familiar to anyone who studies machinery and technology.
It represents breaking through tradition, challenging the established order, stealing the authority of the God of all opportunities, the blasphemer from the abyss (the kingdom of heaven) - Hugh Abraham.
Ever since Xia Xiu returned from his business trip to the Iberian Sea, the mechanical cultists in the Daevite Empire began to call him the Fire Stealer.
This title is quite popular on the external network headed by Abnormal Genealogy, so when he heard Mole say his name, he couldn't help but make fun of him.
"It seems that you have climbed over the [Wall of Sighs] frequently and surfed the external abnormal network... Oh, it should be said that you go outside to collect information."
While speaking, , he also noticed the mole with sweaty palms and slight trembling all over, so he smiled and said with relief:
"Don't be afraid, after all, I am slightly different from other [Crowns], I am in my own There is a little bit of cognitive influence sprinkled on the portrait, so even if other people see my photo, it will be difficult for them to remember me if their level of thaumaturgy and spirituality is not high; and for those who can remember me, it will be difficult for them to remember me. Even if you see me in person, you may not be able to recognize me.”
[The crowned ones] are already apostles on earth, and they all have the ability to "perceive whatever is spoken."
And everything related to them will be contaminated with [elements]. As long as they want, they can give people who have seen their photos a little [element impact].
As the most famous [Crown] in the Kingdom of Heaven, Xia Xiu gave him a nickname, and many people spread his portraits and photos crazily.
After all, even if the [Crown] can hit people along the network line, as long as the discussion is based on the network line, the network line is messy enough, and the level of the thaumaturgy responsible for starting the attack is high enough, a small [Element Impact] will instantly Can be diluted.
As for those who cannot be diluted - they are still on the pedigree network, and they deserve to be killed.
Since Xia Xiu was promoted to [Crown One], he has had a lot of experience with "Everything said can be felt".
Using his own perception, this ability is like a rule-based approach targeting people of a lower level than himself - [people nearby].
If someone mentions him or comes into contact with his portrait, he will be added to the directory of [nearby people], and they will be displayed in the directory according to their personal level of thaumaturgy. The specific data that comes out is also different.
Just like an ordinary person, Xia Xiu clicks on [People Nearby] to see his specific location or watch a real-time live broadcast. If he spends the power of [Vashak]'s elements, he can even You can check the other party's "dynamics" in the past thirty days.
And as long as he wants, he can activate [Element Impact] with his perception.
For those with a slightly higher level of thaumaturgy, they can only see the approximate location, and the specific information cannot be found.
However, Xia Xiu can still launch [Elemental Impact] on it at will.
However, he is kind-hearted, but he just sprinkled hundreds of millions of information about himself [Crown Blessing·Gestalt Collapse], [Crown Blessing·Weak Thought Influence]...
General In this case, people who have seen his photos have already been affected by his Meme virus.
Some people may remember his appearance, and some people may not remember his appearance...
However, no matter whether you remember it or not, you only need to meet him in person.
Even if Xia Xiu does nothing, the [weakened sense of presence] everywhere around him will react with those whose seeds were planted by the Meme virus.
As a second-stage thaumaturge, Mole must be able to remember Xia Xiu's appearance. After all, the other party is the director of the Administration and the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven.
However, he still did not recognize his boss at the first moment. Moreover, if Xia Xiu had not been in contact with [weakened sense of presence], he would not have had any chance to discover him.
“I’ll give you five minutes to calm down. When you recover, we’ll talk again.”
Xia Xiu's gentle words rang in his ears, like an amiable big brother next door.
However, Mole's heart felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and it was bitingly cold.
"The killing intention triggered by fear, and then the killing intention drives the behavior of one's own will..." He trembled to himself in his heart.
As a mechanical believer in the [Maxwell Sect], Mole has always used logic and science as a guide for action, believing in the absoluteness and purity of the mechanical way.
However, the experience just now made him deeply aware that his reaction in extreme fear and confusion was completely out of logic and self-control. His behavior seemed to be controlled by some invisible force. According to The experience of following established procedural actions was undoubtedly a huge shock to him who always regarded himself as rational.
He was manipulated like...a puppet on strings.
The blond young man with a bright smile in front of him has an indescribable magic.
This kind of demonic nature is not evil, but a kind of power and charm that goes beyond ordinary people's understanding, making people awe and unable to extricate themselves. The mole felt like he was being drawn into an unknown and mysterious whirlpool. Even though he felt deep uneasiness and fear in his heart, he couldn't resist the urge to explore and get closer.
Crisis is risk!
Thinking of this, the mole started to act.
He approached Xia Xiu step by step, feeling full of anxiety and uneasiness.
He felt that every step he took was like stepping on thin ice, fearing that it would completely break if he was not careful, putting himself in an irreversible situation.
The mole, walking on thin ice, finally reached its destination.
He finally stood three steps down from Xia Xiu. His posture was low-key and respectful, as if a courtier was paying his deepest respect to his king.
In front of Xia Xiu, Mole seemed to have a brainstorm in his heart. Various thoughts and topics flashed through his mind. He tried hard to find a question that could express his concerns without causing misunderstanding.
Finally, he chose a relatively safe topic:
"How long have I been asleep?"
When this question came out of his mouth, Mole couldn't help but feel a little regretful. This question might seem too simple or even ridiculous, but considering what he had just done - trying to crack [Adam], and attacking the director - he thought it was a question that would cause relatively little further embarrassment.
"Fifteen minutes." Xia Xiu's answer was concise and clear, but there was no blame or severity in his tone, but a hint of amusement in his tone.
He changed the topic easily: "I think we should talk about other topics, such as your deciphering [Adam], how about it?"
The Mole felt the sweat on his forehead getting denser. , Xia Xiu's sudden question made his nervousness rise again.
Xia Xiu then asked: "How many verifications, security restrictions and other forms of protection mechanisms have you bypassed?"
Mole struggled in his heart, knowing that his behavior had touched the management The bottom line of the bureau may even affect one's career or even life safety.
Driven by this complicated emotion, Mole chose to confess: "I...I bypassed the three-layer verification mechanism. I tried two more layers just now, but failed."
He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Xia Xiu's eyes, feeling uneasy about the upcoming evaluation or punishment.
"Three-layer verification mechanism..." Xia Xiu rubbed his chin, "Do you know how many layers of verification mechanism Adam has?"
Mole answered honestly, "I just We know that there are one thousand and one verification mechanisms at the outermost level of the peripheral genealogy, which is the rumored "One Thousand and One Nights" of the Kingdom of Heaven. "
"It seems that the Mechanical Church is still very concerned about the Kingdom of Heaven's genealogy. It seems that they also want to complete the reverse engineering of the heavenly genealogy."
Xia Xiu joked with a smile.
Then he looked at the Mole.
First he looked at the metal prosthesis on the opponent's left hand, and then looked at the decreasing [time scale] on the opponent's right hand with great interest.
His eyes turned pure white as snow in an instant, as if they could penetrate all appearances and reach the essence of things.
When his eyes fell on the [Time Scale] on Mole's right hand, an indescribable malice peered back at him.
Twenty years.
This is the remaining lifespan of the mole.
The numbers on [Time Scale] are not only a cold life countdown, but also an invisible shackles that tightly bind the mole.
This kind of power is full of blasphemy and distortion of the essence of life. It is not a simple prediction of death, but a kind of despair and fear deeply implanted in the soul.
In Xia Xiu's eyes, what is hidden behind these numbers is a continuous and deep corrosion of time and life, a malice that even miracles cannot shake.
This malice is like a tentacle growing out of the deepest darkness, twisting and twisting, trying to swallow up all the light of life.
He could feel that every passing second on the [time scale] was an erosion of the mole's soul, a silent curse that kept whispering in his ears, telling stories about doom and despair.
"Red King..."
Xia Xiu whispered in his heart. He had faced that kind of boundless evil more than once.
On the other side, when Xia Xiu's eyes fell on Mole's right hand [Time Scale], he felt a hot pain coming from his right hand, like a branding iron engraved on his body and soul.
His eyes were fixed on the constantly flowing numbers on his right wrist, as if he was looking for some kind of answer or relief in the flow.
[Time scale]...
Just paused! ?
When that moment of pause appeared, his heart was in chaos.
The pause was so short that it was almost elusive. It was like a release and a deeper bondage
The mole tried to understand this phenomenon, but found that he was not sure about it. The understanding of time seems blurred and uncertain.
Did that moment of stopping really happen?
Or is it just his delusion in extreme pain and fear?
As time flows again, the burning pain begins to gradually subside, but the shock and uneasiness that remains in my heart are like a tide that is difficult to calm down. Mole's eyes moved from his wrist to Xia Xiu, his eyes full of excitement.
"I see, this is what you want." Xia Xiu looked at the mole who looked at him excitedly.
His voice was low and powerful. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of the mole's head, feeling his body trembling slightly with excitement.
His words were filled with understanding and compassion.
“Whether it is traveling to a foreign land, or joining the Bureau, and deciphering Adam, it is all for this...”
“Do you want to liberate the Daevite Empire?”
This question seems to be not only an inquiry to the mole, but more like a declaration to the entire world.
Yes, he wants to liberate the Daevite Empire. The Mole roared deep in his soul.
"You...you can break the curse of the Book of Time." He looked at Xia Xiu excitedly.