If those damn exhibits had always made Ciel feel hideous and terrifying, then this experimental object made Ciel feel extremely disgusting and disgusting.
The monster, hundreds of times larger than an ordinary baby, was soaked in a putrid solution. Half of it was already a skeleton, but the remaining half gave people such a vivid sense of life.
He finally regained his sense and clarity, and mustered up the courage to look at the freak: "What the hell is this?"
"As you can see, it's just a baby."
Gaius withdrew his gaze: "The blood of the natural disaster was injected into the embryo in the test tube, and after a series of extensive operations, a long-lived baby was finally born."
"longevity?"
Charles only felt ridiculous: "Do you expect this thing to live long?"
"The average life span of ordinary people is fifty years."
Gaius suddenly said: "The rich and powerful nobles are well-maintained and have a balanced diet. Excellent doctors are available 24 hours a day to solve any disease. Their average life span is eighty years, and in some areas it can even reach nine years." Ten years. The basic lifespan of a musician is equivalent to this, and the lifespan of a resonance musician can reach one hundred and twenty years. After the scepter, the body transformed by the ether can survive in this world for two hundred years. After the two hundred years are up, Trying every means to survive, one can live for another five years. If one sublimates into the Holy Spirit and sleeps to resist his own dissipation, he can survive for another three hundred years. After three hundred years, the oil will run out, the lamp will dry up, and it will turn into ashes, just like the fire a few days ago. Just like His Majesty Neas."
He said: "Char, the limit time for human beings to survive with their own will in this world is five hundred years, only five hundred years. Five hundred years, which sounds long, is insignificant compared to this world. It’s dust. The stones under our feet, the dust on our bodies, the water around us, and even the steel we cast, not to mention those terrible and terrifying undead natural disasters, their lifespans are far longer than ours, and they don’t even know their limit yet... You are still young and have never experienced the fear of aging and the horror of death. An old man like me, who is already 60 or 70 years old, feels that his energy is declining day by day, and wrinkles are spreading on his body like insects. Even You have to be careful when walking, for fear that if you fall, you will break your bones and be unable to recover, and you will be on the sickbed from now on. You don't realize the value of longevity, and you never have the opportunity to face this choice."
He stared at Charles: "There is only one life, and it is the same for everyone. Death is death. There is no heaven and hell. There is only an eternal emptiness waiting for you. In that cold eternity, even death It will all lose its meaning. Living in this world, all we struggle and desire is nothing more than to live a little longer."
Ciel's eyes were cold, and he raised his finger and pointed at the freak:
"How long can it extend people's lives?"
"Decades ago, countless musicians worked hard to create it. According to our calculations, its lifespan is as long as two thousand years or more... For three hundred years, it looked like a baby. It is called Long babies, future giants.”
"Unfortunately, it died."
Charles said coldly: "It seems that it does not live long."
"Babies are always going to die, and you need to understand that."
Gaius said calmly: “However, the Holy City has obtained enough results and data from it.
As far as I know, after I left the Holy City, they have found a way to push the limit of human lifespan and even exist in the world with ordinary human bodies.
Although this news has been blocked. But for some high-ranking figures, it is no secret.
As long as you pay a certain price, chanting musicians can use surgery to restore an old man who has run out of energy and energy to regain the physical fitness of his prime... Haven't you seen it in the square? Archbishop Ludovic standing next to the Pope is the best proof.
He was the first recipient of the spell.
Twenty years ago, he underwent surgery when he was dying and disappeared from sight.
Five years later, he reappeared as an ascetic monk, walking in the Holy City, holding the Holy Grail, which contained ashes, as if he had returned from the kingdom of death.
All those who understood this meaning knelt before him, praying for his grace and mercy, and for immortality.
Therefore, the Yixin Monk Society in the Holy City was able to rise so quickly.
Compared with the illusory resurrection, those nobles hope for a long life. When Ludovic shows his abilities, the dying people will worship him as a god...
In just a few years, Ludovic controlled more than half of the power in the Holy City. Now, it has completely dominated the Holy City. "
"With your help..."
Charles added indifferently for him: "You are his great benefactor."
"Things may not be as simple as you think, Ciel."
Gaius shook his head, seeming to laugh at himself: "I am just an introduction. Even if I did not assassinate the Pope, it would be another person who stands up today. Everyone must adapt to their own role. The role of the revolutionary army should not be Do you just do this kind of thing?”
Ciel was silent.
boom!
A huge earthquake came from above their heads, like the Tower of Judgment falling apart again.
Gaius raised his head thoughtfully, staring at the ceiling, his pupils narrowed.
Should I say he is worthy of being Ye Lanzhou's son
It came much faster than he expected.
Fortunately, I was prepared.
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Five minutes ago, in the holy city, there was chaos.
Countless explosions sounded one after another, pushing the city into chaos during the most prosperous festival.
Viewed from a high altitude, the cold light of the armor was like water rushing along the river, quickly covering all directions along the streets and alleys.
The roaring bells in the towers rang, and the musicians on standby continued to rise into the sky, and everyone's bodies were exuding the same etheric fluctuations. According to past training, in an instant, they were in sync with each other with the power of the clock tower.
As the musicians ascended into the sky, more and more people merged into this huge tune. In the end, there were hundreds of people!
Hundreds of masters!
If any country allowed them to let go of destruction, they would be able to bulldoze all the important cities in the other country's territory in one day!
At this moment, in the hidden place deep inside the Holy City, there are also the breaths of several scepters rising into the sky.
Especially within the Papal Palace, a majestic and majestic aura rose into the sky, transforming into iron light.
It was a shadow wearing armor, riding a giant eight-legged horse, holding a thunder spear in both hands, and its whole body wrapped in thunderous light. As soon as it appeared, it dispelled the layers of haze over the Holy City, making everyone breathless.
Saint Wagner!
The saints who had been meditating in the depths of the Papal Palace due to old age were awakened, leading countless musicians in unison, vaguely forming a huge network that completely encompassed the Holy City, divided into several areas, and swept back and forth. **.
Immediately afterwards, a huge wind tunnel opened from the depths of the Papal Palace.
In the light tunnel guarded by the storm, several auras that were not inferior to Wagner were revealed.
Apparently the saints outside received the news and opened the wind tunnel thousands of miles away. Although the wind tunnel cannot transmit living creatures, it is enough to transmit one's own power through the air.
Those auras were well prepared to prevent any unexpected events. If anyone dared to make a move, what awaited him would be a thunderous strike from the combined efforts of several saints.
The chaotic dust was quickly separated by the net, and the situation slowly developed towards stability again.
It is foreseeable that although there will be many problems ahead, all that is needed is time.
And in the sky, among the countless ripples and ripple-like detection vibrations, there was a dim and faint moonlight flashing through them, quickly and quickly, without alerting anyone.
Even if he passed by those masters, it seemed like just a breeze blowing by without triggering any alarm.
Covered by the moonlight, Ye Qingxuan flew awkwardly in the sky.
The method he used was the same as that of the purple-eyed griffon a few days ago.
It also uses its own music theory system to build a field in the body, separates itself from the outside world, and generates repulsion through nature interference, allowing it to fly in the sky.
But compared to the other party's terrifying achievements, which were like dust falling to the ground without any warning signs, Ye Qingxuan was a little immature.
Flying in the sky, it was like being ejected from a trebuchet. Not only was the wind howling, but the turns were also at extremely abrupt right angles, without any smoothness at all.
Although in just a few minutes, Ye Qingxuan's progress has been rapid, but in terms of actual level, he has only changed from a rookie to a novice.
If Laura's "Fantasy Embodiment" hadn't disguised him, he would have been captured by the Holy City long ago with his incredible flying skills.
Even death can be denied. The technology used to turn into illusions is overkill when used for disguise.
Originally, Laura wanted to go with Ye Qingxuan, but Ye Qingxuan refused.
Her face looked very ugly at that time.
"Are you sure you don't even need a body collector?"
"Don't say anything unlucky about collecting the body."
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh: "I have something else I want to ask you for. It affects whether I can give my best performance, so I leave it to you."
"What to do? Call the rescuers for you?"
"It's easy to find enemies in this damn place like the Holy City, but it's harder to find reinforcements than a cardinal who doesn't have a lover." Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh: "You need to help me go to a place to find someone. Alone. If he is not here, leave the Holy City quickly and don’t look back.”
"Who is so important?"
Ye Qingxuan said a name.
Laura was stunned for a long time, and after sighing, she turned and left without saying anything.
I don’t know if Laura has found it now, but Ye Qingxuan has followed the guidance of the moonlight thread and reached the sky above the Tower of Judgment.
Atop the silent and tragic ruins of a broken tower, Ye Qingxuan looked down at the earth, stretched out his hand, took out the long-lost monocle "Eye of Silence" from his arms, and then activated it with all his strength.
With the help of this secret treasure collected by the Anglo Royal Family, the cold moonlight lit up from Ye Qingxuan's eyes, faintly illuminating a moving light and shadow.
The light and shadow are hidden under the broken tower, fluctuating with the changes in the music theory of the outside world, extending from the ground to the depths of the ground. Ye Qingxuan has seen such a situation.
In Avalon, the Stein Chamber of Royal Treasures is just like here. It is made of independent fragments of the etheric world, overlapping with the material world, but it is definitely not the material world.
A hidden realm
However, what caught Ye Qingxuan's attention even more was a figure hidden in the ruins.
Even in Ye Qingxuan's eyes, the shadow seemed to be covered with a layer of vague water vapor. No matter how focused it was, it was extremely blurry and it was difficult to tell whether it was an illusion of light or reality.
It was a complex and careful field that obscured his existence. No trace of him could be found either with the naked eye or with detection.
Fortunately, Ye Qingxuan still recognized the griffon mask on his head.
And those purple eyes without any emotion.
"Hey, we meet again."
Ye Qingxuan muttered to himself, raised his palm, and the cold moonlight lit up in his hand. The moonlight condensed into substance, sharp and cold, and his eyes became colder and harsher against the background.
"... Then let's say hello again."
The next moment, Ye Qingxuan threw his sword at the purple-eyed griffon that had not yet discovered him!