About the same time.
Somewhere on the east coast, in an underground hall.
With a "squeak", the door of the hall opened, and the steward Muse walked in. He briefly glanced at the busy people in the hall, walked straight to the exclusive seat deep in the hall, and then sat down.
The body stretched out on the seat, relaxing to the fullest. This continued for a long time. Muse suddenly opened his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled, feeling that something was wrong.
Well, something's wrong. What's wrong
Yes, until now, no one has given her a cup of petal honey water with the right temperature and suitable sweetness in time.
Muse frowned and sat upright in his seat. His eyes quickly scanned the entire hall, and then he discovered more things that were wrong: compared with the previous halls, although there were still many people in the hall at this time, Busy, but definitely not as many people as before. Most importantly, Franklin is not here.
this-
Muse pursed her lips lightly, and the next moment she shouted out and asked: "Franklin, where is the person?"
People in the hall didn't dare to raise their heads and were busy, and no one answered - they didn't dare or they didn't know.
Muse was sullen, his voice became louder, and he shouted again: "I asked you, are you all deaf? Franklin, tell me where you are!"
"The Muse is in charge." A weak voice sounded - someone finally answered.
Muse immediately heard the sound and looked over, and saw that it was a short wizard with a height of only 1.6 meters, with brown hair, wearing a lead-gray coat, looking at him nervously.
Muse recognized that the other person was the captain of another team under her. Because his ability was not very good, the team had only a few members, and there was no comparison with Franklin. And because the other party was not good-looking and not as sensible as Franklin at all, she had always ignored him.
Muse looked at the other party and said, "Sisco, right?"
"Uh-" The other party hesitated for a moment, then said honestly, "Muse is in charge, I'm Thomas."
"..." Muse opened his mouth, "Okay, Thomas, do you know where Franklin went? Tell me."
"Gudong!"
Under the gaze of Muse, the wizard named Thomas swallowed his saliva nervously, and then answered truthfully: "Back to Muse, I actually don't know where Franklin went. I only know that he went to Muse one day ago. , suddenly left the base with most of his team, and then never came back, as if there was some mission to perform."
"Huh? Are you sure he left with most of his team?"
"yes."
"But ordinary tasks don't require so many people at all, right?" Muse frowned and looked at Thomas and said, "Thomas, please contact Franklin and ask him what's going on."
"Yes." Thomas didn't dare to object, and he didn't correct himself if he called the wrong name. He quickly took out a crystal ball and started operating it.
After a long while, Muse was a little impatient with the waiting, and asked aloud: "It's not okay yet? So slow, Master Tom?"
"No, no." Thomas raised his head and said to Muse, with a slightly weird expression. "Muse is in charge. I don't know why, but I can't contact them at all. They didn't respond at all. It seems..."
"Like what?"
"Gudong!"
Thomas swallowed again, did not speak, but raised a crystal ball for Muse to see.
I saw that the crystal ball was completely black, and the inside was mixed with an extremely rich blood red color, which was very ominous.
Muse looked at it and raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Something happened? Dead?" The expression on his face did not change much, but his tone quickly cooled down.
"Did you contact Franklin alone, or everyone in their team?" Afterwards, Muse asked Thomas.
"Everyone." Thomas responded with a shudder, speaking in a very low voice for fear of irritating the muse.
After hearing this, Muse suddenly stopped talking. The atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became a little solid. People who were busy in the hall felt a strong sense of depression, and their breathing was a little unsmooth, as if there was a hand. Stuck in the neck.
Thomas was the closest and felt the strongest feeling. Not only was he unable to breathe, but his whole body felt like he was suffocating. His body was shaking. He stared at Muse with wide eyes and said, "Muse is in charge... Muse..."
Muse looked at Thomas and asked coldly: "You must know something about Franklin, right? Don't tell me that you don't know anything about Franklin because you are not in the same team. Then I will be very disappointed. .What’s going on with Franklin? Tell me everything you know!”
"I... I..." Thomas' lips trembled a few times, and the next moment he spoke quickly - whether it was true knowledge or speculation, there was no hiding it at all.
A few minutes later, Thomas looked at Muse with rapid breathing: "Miao... Muse is in charge, that's it... Huhu..."
"Brush", the sense of depression exuded by Muse disappeared, and Thomas sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. After panting for a long time, he raised his head and looked at the muse carefully, and saw that the muse had an expressionless face and calm eyes. There was no emotion or sadness, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The muse at this time was like an iceberg, which made Thomas feel even more frightened.
At this moment, Muse suddenly spoke and said to Thomas: "According to what you said, something happened to Franklin, and it happened a long time ago, but he kept it secret from me until he took his team All the people died, and I finally couldn’t hide it this time.”
"Yeah." Thomas nodded.
"In this case..." Muse said, "then open the resurrection pool and resurrect Franklin and all the dead people in his team."
"Resurrect them all? What materials are needed..."
"Take as much as you need from the warehouse! I know exactly how many people the materials in the warehouse can resurrect, and I don't need you to remind me."
"Uh, yes." After hearing this, Thomas ran away quickly, ran out of the hall, and ran towards a mysterious stone room.
…
Then half a day later.
In the underground hall, the busy people had stopped what they were doing and focused on a group of more than a dozen people standing in the middle of the hall.
A group of more than a dozen people were naturally the resurrected Franklin and members of his team. Although their bodies had been replaced with new ones, their memories were old, and they were a little confused standing in the hall.
Franklin was better. He stored his memory out of caution two days before the accident. After coming out of the resurrection pool, he had some guesses about the matter. At this time, he looked at the muse in front of him, feeling slightly uneasy and confused.
Did the worst result happen
So what was it that caused him to die
Could it be that the Muse steward noticed that he was hiding the problem and killed him in a rage? This is unlikely. After all, he has always been very careful, and the Muse manager doesn't have so much leisure.
So he followed the plan, but the plan failed and he was killed? This is even more impossible, isn't it? Although the person he wants to investigate has already killed four of his men, but killing a group of people including him is too exaggerated, right
Taking a deep breath, Franklin looked up at the steward Muse with such uneasiness and doubts. He was about to say something when he suddenly saw Muse making a silent gesture towards him.
This is
Franklin was stunned for a moment, then his eyes wrinkled, and he saw Muse stretching out a hand and pointing it at him.
"Snapped!"
With a sound, as soon as Muse's hand shook, Franklin felt the surrounding air suddenly gather towards his body, and then hit him like a giant hammer.
With a "click", Franklin felt pain all over his body, there was a sound of broken bones, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.
But Muse didn't want to let him go easily. She continued to tighten her hand, and the surrounding air kept hitting, crushing every inch of his body and giving him the most intense pain.
This pain is nothing - physical pain has its limits after all, and the endless mental torture is even more terrifying.
While being attacked by the air, Franklin felt that an irresistible spiritual force crashed into his brain, wrapping up every ounce of his consciousness and then shattering it bit by bit. For a moment, the soul seemed to be burned by the flames of hell.
"Ah! Ah!"
Franklin screamed, his eyes popped out, and his whole body rolled on the floor of the hall.
Everyone looked at it and remained silent, while Muse remained unmoved and continued to clench her palms.
Franklin's whole body began to curl up, and slowly huddled into a ball. No screams could come out of his throat, only a meaningless roar of "O-O-O-O".
In the end, even the roar disappeared and turned directly into a corpse with no appearance.
Muse glanced at it and felt that the body was an eyesore, so he shook his hand again, and with a "pop", Franklin's body was crushed instantly like a caught orange. The difference is that when the orange is crushed, juice and pulp splash out, while when Franklin is crushed, blood and flesh splash out. This blood and flesh splashes in all directions first in a rain of flesh and blood.
For a moment, Muse glanced at the ground covered with blood and flesh, and hummed softly, but the emotions in his heart were not relieved. He turned his head slightly and looked to the side, and shouted coldly to the 1.6-meter-tall wizard: "Tondos, go and resurrect Franklin for the second time!"
"Huh?" After about a second, Thomas realized that Muse was talking to him. He didn't dare to say anything wrong and ran out of the hall again, silently mourning for Franklin for a tenth of a second in his heart.