Roland and the other three took turns to watch the night, and Ethan had no chance to escape.
He stayed up all night, but kept his eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. He heard Roland talking to Angela in a low voice outside, and only a few words drifted into his ears.
"...Eve...Mars...Second universe infection intensifies...mutation...blockade...galactic center black hole is unstable..."
Ethan leaned closer to the curtain to hear more clearly, but the conversation came to an abrupt end. He hurriedly lay back in place, covering his head with a sleeping bag. He felt someone lift the curtain and look at him.
Roland got into the tent again and lay down beside him. His vigil was over, and Angela took his place. After a while, Ethan heard a slight snoring behind him.
Ethan turned over carefully and looked at Roland who was about a person away from his sleeping bag.
It was an unexpected and familiar scene. When he lived with Roland before, he had also looked at the man's well-defined profile like this quietly on a sleepless night. But to this day, the love that was gently rolling in my chest has turned into bitterness and... hatred.
He suddenly thought, if now he carefully moved over and slammed Roland's neck, would the special agent be able to get rid of him? If you search him, there may be a self-defense weapon such as a dagger, will it be faster to use it directly to pierce his heart
But he also knew that Roland's peaceful sleeping face at the moment was an illusion. If he really made a move, he would be subdued within a second.
Besides, these ways of dying are too quick and too easy, aren't they
He wanted Roland to be frightened, to hear his screams, to see him in despair, to let him experience what he had experienced in the Forbidden City, to make him cry and beg for his mercy... If he could grow those tentacles at this time , maybe he could catch that Ahn'Qiraj in front of him, tear her bumpy body in half, tear off her snow-white arms and thighs, devour it, and then corrode it bit by bit with acid Take off Roland's skin, destroy his self-righteous handsome face, and let him no longer be able to use that sweet appearance to deceive a humble, boring, and too easily conquered fool like himself.
Then he'll eat him, just like the horned men. He became a part of him and could no longer betray him and leave him.
His dark thoughts were trapped like a storm under his calm and ghostly expression. He silently stretched out his hand in Roland's direction. On the tip of the index finger of his right hand, there was a soft black, about the thickness of an earthworm. The thing tore through the skin and drilled out, silently twisting against the ground, climbing up Roland's shoulders lightly and quickly like a snake, wrapping around his neck...
Roland's body shook, his eyes opened quickly, and when he looked to the side, Ethan was sleeping soundly with his back to him.
He often exhaled and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
How could I have such a weird dream... He rubbed his neck, glanced at Ethan again, and turned around to try to regain sleep again. With two hours to go before the dim dawn of the Faun, he needed a good rest.
And he didn't know that, Ethan, who had his back to him, was staring at the small hole on the top of his index finger that was still bleeding black blood.
Roland slept for less than an hour when she was awakened by Ahn'Qiraj's anxious call. She detected unusual vibrations on the ground, indicating that many people were slowly approaching them, within five kilometers. They quickly put away the tent and retreated to the aircraft, and Ethan was naturally pushed into the cabin by Roland. The aircraft quickly took off, passed the silver luminous forest, and flew westward around the spine of the vast snow-capped mountains. Ethan heard them sending a message to the ship that came to pick up, saying that the connection location had been changed. He silently marked the seat and stamped it in his mind, waiting for Taniser's detection.
The aircraft went all the way to the west, and in the distance, you could vaguely see the city of horned people lying across the horizon. It was noon at this time, a small orange-red sun was in the middle of the sky, and purple and rose-red clouds smudged each other, covering the entire undulating earth in a gorgeous glow.
To Ethan's surprise, they landed near the city and parked the craft in the cluttered parking lot of a corner market. The city buildings of the Horned People are also almost elliptical in shape, and occasionally there are one or two strange angular buildings rising from the ground. The city is very lively, the streets are crowded and narrow, and there are many horned people walking on the road, a dark blue four-hoofed animal with three horns, which makes the space for people to walk more and more limited. There is also a garrison of the Earth Alliance here, and there are a lot of people on Earth, so it won't attract too much attention. Roland and Ethan put on a dark coat with a hood like them, and led him through the intricate alleys full of steps and ditches, knocking on the door of a dilapidated hotel with a very earthy style.
On the road of Ethan, I saw three soldiers of the Earth Army patrolling, and I thought about whether to rush over and ask for help. But he finally got out of the control of the Forbidden City, and he really didn't want to give himself up just like that. He decided to wait a while longer.
The owner of the hotel was a middle-aged man with a beard and a sloppy belly. When he saw Roland and the others, he silently led them into the back-shaped corridor and opened a room at the corner of the second floor. He carefully locked the door, "I thought you should have left here by now." The middle-aged man lit a cigarette and glanced at Roland, then looked at Ethan, "Who is this?"
"Old acquaintance." Roland replied simply, "The people of the Sagard tribe are looking for us, and we will stay with you for a while. You can leave tonight."
"Why did the Sagard tribe trouble you? Didn't you help them escape from Anas?"
"To be honest, I also think there is something wrong." Ahn'Qiraj untied her chestnut hair in a bun, and shook it loosely, "It's just for a prisoner, and it is necessary to risk being discovered by the Earth Army. Chase that far to the Unicorn Peak?"
"They definitely won't dare to chase here," said the other male Alpha agent.
Ethan made an indifferent look and went straight to a chair made of rattan and sat down, picking up a book on the coffee table and flipping through it. He sensed the consciousness coming from Taniser in his mind, and he knew that the priest was approaching.
Sure enough, two hours later, they heard a knock on the door in the yard. The innkeeper asked in an odd voice, "Who are you hiring?"
"My friend, Ethan Eldridge." The priest's voice came from downstairs.
Ahn'Qiraj was originally wiping his laser gun, when he heard the sound, he immediately jumped up, opened a gap in the curtain, and whistled.
"Well~~~ my ascetic priest Xiao Xianrou is here."
"Anyone else?"
"No, only him."
Roland glanced at Ethan, "How does he know where you are?"
Ethan shrugged and grinned at him, "Isn't that exactly what you wanted?"
Roland didn't argue, and said to the other Alpha, "Benji, go out from the back and see if there's anyone else nearby."
The agent known as Benji didn't say a word, and turned out the window neatly. The boss in the yard was still prevarication, "We don't have this name here, did you find it wrong?"
Roland pushed the door out, stood by the railing on the second floor and shouted, "Let him come up."
Ethan saw Tanisel appear in his field of vision, his green eyes like fireflies that were suddenly lit up. Tanissell glanced at him and stepped towards the door. His expression was serious, his steps were rigorous, and the ball of breath flew back and forth around him. Ahn'Qiraj sat gracefully on the table close to him, her slender legs crossed, "Little priest, didn't you follow us all the way because you missed me
And Roland stood next to Ethan, too close, as long as he wanted, he could take out the laser gun from his waist and put it on Ethan's temple at any time. Although he hadn't done anything threatening, Ethan knew that if things really got to that point, Roland would never hesitate when he pulled the trigger.
Taniser turned a blind eye to Ahn'Qiraj's provocative gesture, with a standard priestly calm, "You took my friends, of course I have to follow."
"Your friend?" Roland leaned against the armchair where Ethan was sitting, his eyebrows raised slightly, "I'm afraid it's not just friends, right?"
The priest's expression seemed a little impatient, "Why don't we stop talking nonsense and talk directly, how can you let me take him away." As he spoke, the third eye on his forehead also opened a gap. For a moment the room was filled with some sort of commotion that gurgles with the flow of the air.
However, he couldn't produce hallucinations like the two Ophiuchus agents in front of him like controlling ordinary humans. They must have some kind of device on them, which was specially used to counter the super spiritual power of the Eve people, especially the Eve priests.
That is to say, they probably expected to meet the Eves this time on Muscle.
That said, it's all likely by design. They are probably just looking for an opportunity to grab Ethan, or maybe using Ethan as a bargaining chip to make some deals with him. Sure enough, there is an important person in the Earth Alliance who is a detailed work of Ophiuchus.
Although it was expected, Tanisel was still very unhappy. Especially when Roland showed him that unrestrained smile, especially when he put his hand on Ethan's shoulder so naturally, the priest regretted not taking the bottle of Shabu Nicholas's body fluid with him. bring.
At this time, another person came in outside the door, and it was Bangui who had gone out before. At the moment of closing the door, Ethan also saw that there seemed to be people outside the door. Maybe the whole hotel is Ophiuchus. He and Tanisel are in prison, and I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get out.
"The Egg of the Sequence God." Ahn'Qiraj said suddenly, "I will let you go when I hand it over."
Tanisel sneered, "I didn't bring it."
"Do you think we would really believe that you would safely leave the Progenitor's Egg on Mars?" Ahn'Qiraj held a cigarette gracefully and opened the lid of the lighter with a click, "Anyway, you Eves have so many of them. The Egg of the Sequence God, why not give us one. Didn't you steal one yourself before?"
Ethan thought to himself that Ophiuchus even knew about Tanisel's use of the egg of the Sequence God on the red earth before, and knew that Tanisel was closely related to him, so how much did they know about his own mutation
I probably don't know yet... Otherwise, Roland next to him wouldn't have the guts to stand so close to him.
Tanisel didn't speak, but suddenly looked at Ethan. Ethan heard him in his head asking, "Do you want to go with him?"
Ethan was taken aback, as if not sure if that was really what Tanissell said to him.
The voice in my head sounded again, and it was clearly Tanisel's voice, "Go to Ophiuchus with him, and you will be free. Change your name and surname, and live a new life."
Ethan stood up suddenly, startling Roland next to him. But seeing that there was a layer of anger on Beta's face, his green eyes were fixed on Tanisel, his lips seemed to open to say something, but they were forcedly pressed.
Of course Ethan wanted to be free, to escape from this endless vortex of nightmares.
But if the only way out was Roland, he would rather be trapped in the Forbidden City forever.
Seeing him like this, the priest revealed a sincere, even a little childish smile. He seemed to have made up his mind suddenly, and his eyes swept across the faces of the three Ophiuchus people one after another, "How much do you know about the eggs of the Sequence God?"
"You Eves believe that it is a fragment of power left by the Prelude on the new planet in this universe, doesn't it?" Ahn'Qiraj replied confidently, "Or, it can be said that it is an extremely sophisticated piece left by a super civilization. Smart computer."
Taniser had a mocking smile on his face, "So, you think you can control it? Do you really know what the Sequence God is? Even if there is a belief in Jehovah that is very similar to the Sequence God on earth. , but the Prelude Gods that really exist outside the universe are by no means as amiable as you think. They... have a terrible appearance no less than the God of Entropy, and have no mercy for human beings. Anyone who attempts to spy on them will be burned to ashes. Do you know what happened to the first Eve who discovered the Egg of the Prologue and touched it without authorization?"
Roland seemed impatient, "What?"
"He became a dementia, as if his soul had been burned to the ground, leaving only a skeleton that still had basic functions. He was locked up in a mental hospital, always speaking in a language no one could understand. Then one day he disappeared from the tightly locked ward, and the autistic patient in the room with him miraculously recovered and told everyone that he had been eaten by his own shadow."
Benji sneered beside him, "Should I feel scared? This kind of ghost story is not enough to deceive children."
Tanithel stared at him with an almost stern gaze, "Eve has spent more than five centuries trying to control them, and still has very limited understanding. Those who initially contacted the eggs of the Prologue because they were too arrogant. No one can survive its radiation, what makes you so confident that you can safely bring it back to the Ophiuchus Confederation?"
Roland took a slight step forward and slightly covered Ethan behind him, with a bit of a threat, "This will not bother you."
The eyes of the two people were fighting invisibly in the air, but after a while, the priest suddenly bent his mouth, and the smile was beautiful and evil. He reached into the inner lining of his robe and took out a quail egg laughing blue thing. The outer shell on one side was broken, revealing a translucent gel-like thing that seemed to be surging with spirituality. .
Apparently this was the one he took to Mars.
The little thing circulated a layer of light in his white palm, and if you looked closely on the case, you could see many thin lines crisscrossing it like a circuit board. Ahn'Qiraj's expression suddenly changed, and he became fanatical as if bewitched. She immediately reached out her hand, wanting to touch it.
The priest suddenly shrank his hand back, and his ethereal gray eyes stared at her with deep pity, "Are you sure? Once something is done, there is no way to make it up."
If this is a pun, everyone present knows it. Roland glanced at Ethan behind him, his blue eyes couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was in.
But what Ethan was thinking about was the blood that blended blue and red in that place, and the climaxing pleasure of tearing apart the flesh and blood in the fragments of memory threads...
Ahn'Qiraj did not see the priest's eyes clearly, and ignored his warning. Like most Ophiuchus, she has never believed in religion, or even despises religious people. She doesn't understand how, when technology is so advanced, there are still people who are ignorant and lazy enough to create a god for themselves that can rescue them or punish them, and help them understand this cruel universe that is sometimes incomprehensible at all. Because of this, she didn't believe that anything bad would happen just by touching that little thing, after all, wouldn't the priest be holding it all the way
So she stretched out her hand and took the egg of the Sequence God from the priest's hand without hesitation.
In the next instant, her excited expression solidified on her face, as if she suddenly turned into a lifeless wax mask.