The roar came from above the head again.
In the darkness, the steel "purgatory" trembled, shaking off the dust.
"Time is running out, come with me."
Gaius walked forward: "There are many things to show you later."
But Ciel stood there, motionless.
"Sir, I've seen enough."
Gaius was stunned and turned around in surprise.
"Thank you for letting me see so many secrets and letting me know so many things. But I'm not here for them." Ciel clenched his fists and whispered:
"I came here with you just for my mother."
Gaius was silent.
"I just want to know, what is her name, where is she from... If you ask me to beg you, I will beg you, if you let me kneel down, I will kneel down right now. I just want to ask you , tell me about my mother.”
He lowered his head and begged the man in front of him. He didn't see a smile or any frivolity. He just spent all his humble life begging him to show mercy:
"Sir, that's all I want."
Gaius smoked his pipe and quietly puffed out the invisible smoke. After a long time, he sighed softly: "Char, haven't you seen it a long time ago? This hell you see, wasn't it all created by your mother? What?"
Ciel stiffened.
He stared at Gaius, trembling involuntarily, terrified by the words in his words.
In the silence, Gaius stepped forward, stretched out his hand, held his shoulder, and said with pity in his eyes: "Char, you should have guessed this, right? Are you starting to deceive yourself again?"
Ciel shook his head and made a difficult voice:
"This is impossible."
"Why is it impossible, Charles?"
Gaius stared at him with pity in his eyes: "Do you think your mother is living in a fairy tale? Don't be kidding, she was the initiator of 'Purgatory' from the earliest days. All these plans were planned by her She passed it with her own hands, and she participated in more than half of it. It was your mother who created all of this, including you... "
"shut up!"
Charles interrupted him and stared at him angrily: "My mother, she... she..."
He didn't know what to say or how to refute.
He really wanted to say that my mother was not such a person. She had such a gentle and beautiful smile, and she could be so happy even before she died. She is very good, please don't compare her with scum like you.
However, he couldn't say it.
He knew that maybe what Gaius said... was true.
"Sorry, Charles, I really want to tell you that your mother is kind and kind, as gentle as the moon. But she is not. She is the madman chosen by the countries and the Holy City for this purgatory."
Gaius stepped forward slowly, ignoring Ciel's retreating steps, and forced him into the corner.
The old man's voice was low, but so cruel: "You have only seen less than a third of what she did, Ciel. There is also the eighth plan, the ninth plan, the tenth plan, and more. The most inhumane Plan 11... Do you know? In order to study the final proposition of germ theory, the virus created by your mother caused a terrible plague in remote cities? She personally created a testing ground for rabies virus mutation, Turning a large number of civilians into monsters like ogres... Not only that, there are more records buried underground, and more things that have not been unearthed. From the time she joined this organization, All her previous records have been erased. The Holy City endorses her purity and soul, even if what she does is dirty. As long as she contributes her talents to the Holy City, then the Holy City will satisfy her everything desire."
"enough… "
Ciel gritted his teeth and told him to shut up.
But Gaius's voice continued.
"You expect her to love you? Impossible, Charles. Your mother, Lilith, was a devil born of power. She paid all costs to climb up. Family was a derogatory term to her, and to her It seems that only the ignorant will rely on blood ties to hug each other for warmth. The so-called love is not worth mentioning to her. As long as she waves her hand, countless people will rush to climb into her bed. Even in the Cardinal Church, Some people are obsessed with her flaming long hair and beautiful appearance. Even if she was born disabled and unable to speak, her eyes are enough to make people intoxicated. In the end, in order to go further, she even took advantage of the Holy City's trust in her. Created you..."
Bang!
His words stopped abruptly.
Some kind of invisible power burst out from the void with Ciel's roar, like thousands of big hands screaming and scratching everything they touched. In the harsh noise, huge power suddenly burst out, and Gaius was suddenly lifted up. Pressing him against the wall, almost destroying every inch of his bones, causing sticky blood to ooze from his mouth and nose.
In his hand, the old pipe fell off, and was immediately crushed into gravel under the heavy pressure. The remaining sparks flew up one after another, fell into the broken wind lantern, and ignited the kerosene that was splashed all over the floor.
Thus, in this purgatory, his own fire was once again welcomed.
"I don't believe it... I don't believe it!"
Amidst the harsh noise, Ciel breathed heavily. He raised his red eyes, glared at Gaius, and roared with all his strength: "You have lied to me enough from the beginning to now!"
boom!
The huge force crushed the steel ground and walls and spread to the surroundings, as if creating a terrifying earthquake in the deepest part of the earth. Wherever the faint ripples passed, everything burst into shrill cracks.
Ciel didn't know what was wrong with him. He just felt that... for some reason, he had become a monster, a ghost that he didn't even know what he was...
In rage, he roared angrily, and the huge power could completely tear Gaius to pieces in just an instant. But on the wall, Gaius laughed mockingly.
"Do not believe?"
Gaius smiled, tapped his chin behind him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then look back, Ciel, and see what she made."
In the silence, Ciel froze in place.
After a long time, he turned back bit by bit, as if he was afraid of that terrible nightmare.
Behind him, in the cracked glass with layers of pale cracks, the giant baby sleeping in putrid mucus had been shattered by the shock, its bones shattered, and its rotten flesh and blood fell off like mud and merged into the stinking pool water.
The half-rotten head was broken off from the neck, like a ripe melon falling off the stem, and sinking to the bottom of the pond.
The remaining pale eyes stared at Ciel silently.
In the dim firelight, Charles saw his pale face in the reflection of the glass. It seemed to be merged with the monster's face, indistinguishable from each other.
"this is not me… "
Charles shook his head hard and let out a choked cry: "This is not me!"
He screamed, waved his hands angrily, as if to prove it to someone, and roared:
"this is not me!"
The terrifying power seemed to disappear without a trace, and together with the power supporting his body, he fell to the ground, curled up in the corner, and let out a silent scream.
"Ciel, I originally wanted to reveal the truth to you when I reached the end."
Gaius looked down at him and sighed softly: "I thought these things would make you mentally prepared, but now it seems that I am too impatient."
In the silence, Charles huddled in the corner, covering his face, as if he was afraid of the fire behind him.
"Mr. Constantine...what am I..."
He grabbed his hair in pain, and the broken hair fell from his body, burning like a flame - he could feel that something terrible was entrenched in his body.
That thing flowed in his veins, hidden in his breath, rejoicing with his tears, manically, eager to become one with him.
It was a power that no human being could possess. It was like a gift from the abyss of death. It made him fearful of his own nature, almost going crazy, and let out a low roar of collapse:
"What on earth... am I?!"
Gaius looked at him, his eyes turning pitiful.
Smoke curled up from the pipe, as if everything submerged in the past was being rediscovered. Those secrets hidden in the darkness revealed their hideous and ugly faces when exposed to the sun.
"Twenty years ago, the failure of the Tenth Five-Year Plan experiment caused unexpected and huge damage."
He said, "The plague spread across most of the Western world. Where it passed, some villages were completely wiped out, and the corpses silently rotted into bones. Those bones still remain in the ruins of the villages. You have never seen that tragic scene. , people were drinking water by the river. When they got sick, they fell into the water. The river carried carrion and became smelly. Musicians in black, wearing crow masks and holding fire pots, burned the areas hardest hit by the disease. Turned into ashes, both the dead and those who were not dead were burned in the fire. In just half a month, before the vaccine was launched, three million people had died. Under the strong demands and opposition of all countries , Purgatory was forced to shut down, and the Holy City canceled most of the research and blocked all data. Until that time, Ye Lanzhou, who had been kept in the dark, discovered: what he thought was pure research was being used for. Therefore, it triggered his subsequent break with the Holy City... "
As he spoke, he paused, sighed and shook his head: "I digress again... At that time, your mother was also forced into a desperate situation. The Holy City deprived her of her rights and experiments, and took over everything in her hands. research. Then, she disappeared. When the Holy City discovered that she had stolen the new blood from the sacred cauldron before leaving, it was already too late. They signed an erasure document for me, ordering me to recover the holy blood. And completely erase all traces of her existence, including herself.”
Gaius chuckled: "We all underestimated her. It wasn't until I discovered her secret laboratory that I realized: She had never thought about using the holy blood as a bargaining chip to sell it and bargain with the Holy City. . All the plans executed in purgatory are to pave the way for her ultimate goal. It is we who helped pave the way for her ambition, so that she can... implant the sacred blood into her body! - She wants to achieve something unprecedented Miracle, she personally turned humans into natural disasters, right from her own conception!”
"It took me ten months to find her in a village on the border that was attacked by demons. When I found her, she was already dying. I originally thought he had failed, but I was wrong."
He knelt down, held Ciel's face, and his eyes became fanatical: "Ciel, she succeeded, she created you! Unlike those 'vessels', you are the only incarnation of sacred blood in history! You Don't you feel it? You are different. You were born to be above all living beings. Your essence determines the difference between you and mortals. I understood it the first time I met you again. , she really gave birth to the child of God! What is said in the "Holy Scripture" is true, Ciel, you will walk on the earth in place of the gods and re-evaluate the value of all things. You came to the earth to make the earth move. Swordsmen, you will once again shake the heavens and the earth, the seas and the dry land. You will surely shake all nations! The treasures of all nations will come because of you and achieve the glory of your palace!"
Ciel looked at him blankly, looking at his passionate eyes, his eyes were blank.
It was like hearing a joke.
A clumsy, ignorant joke.
I don’t know what it means, even if I laugh, I can’t even laugh.
"fraud… "
Ciel choked and used all his strength to break free from Gaius' hand:
"—You are all liars!"
He held his head in severe pain and murmured in pain: "Mother... I still remember that she had a beautiful smile. She was smiling when she finally died!"
Yes, that woman is smiling.
"When she saw me, she smiled so gently... She is a good person. I remember that she would rather die than kill me... "
She's not that kind of monster, absolutely not!
"I remember all these... I always remember..."
Ciel shed tears in pain and roared at Gaius with all his strength: "Obviously she said it at the last time... She said she was very happy!!!"
Gaius was silent, just watching him quietly, watching him scream and go crazy, kicking and beating himself hard, not dodging, and letting him shake himself like crazy.
It wasn't until a long time later that Ciel no longer had the strength.
He knelt on the ground like a boneless wretch, with tears streaming down his face, kowtowing to Gaius and begging for mercy.
"Spare me, sir."
He knelt down, pulled Gaius's trouser legs, and murmured over and over again: "Please let me and the teacher go, even if you let me lick your shoes. I just want to make some money to make the teacher live a better life." That’s all. Obviously I’d rather I couldn’t even be a musician. Sir, you must have made a mistake somewhere. I’m not a child of some god. I’m just a loser and a salted fish.”
"Char, why don't you dare to face your true self?"
Gaius reached out and stroked his hair gently, tenderly and compassionately: "'Destiny' is that key. It has awakened your essence. You are completely different from the past. Mortals have no way to choose their own destiny, but You can create a different future. That is the extraordinary power, the cornerstone to the Great Source. It has chosen you, and you are its master. A new era will come, and we are all the dust in front of the wheel, and everything will change because of it. You change, this is a destined change, I can’t stop it, and no one can.”
So Ciel stopped talking.
It just became colder little by little, as if all the heat had been taken away.
After a long time, he raised his pale face, his eyes were as gray as death, and he just looked at the old man in front of him imploringly, as if praying for salvation:
"Mr. Constantine, what you just said... was a lie to me, right?"
Gaius looked away, not daring to meet his eyes.
After a long time, he nodded slowly: "Yes, your mother is just an innocent mute girl who was used as a test subject. Everything I said just now is a lie."
His back was turned to Ciel, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
A glimmer of hope lit up in Charles's eyes. He got up and asked anxiously: "Did she live well during her lifetime?"
Gaius was silent for a long time and shook his head: "It's not good."
He said in a muffled voice: "She is a fisherman's daughter, and her family is poor. She sacrificed herself for a sum of money and cured her brother's disease. She is a kind woman, she has always been. For you, she Sacrificing the last of everything.”
"That must be it!"
Charles tugged on his sleeve: "Is the teacher also forced?"
"Yes, I threatened him with what happened in the past and forced him to assist me."
"I see."
Ciel smiled, obviously crying, but full of joy, as if he had finally been freed. He hugged Gaius gratefully and asked excitedly:
"Then... can I still go back to my home?"
He was full of expectations: "Just like in the past, everyone is happy together. I can also make jokes with Ye Zi, cause trouble for the teacher, lead Bai Xi to make trouble, and follow Lao Fei to scare the children at night... Sir, it must be Is this possible? You must have a way, right?"
Gaius closed his eyes sadly and stopped talking.
"gentlemen?"
Ciel's smile froze on his face, and he shed tears, grabbing his shoulders: "Sir, why don't you speak? You won't lie to me, right?"
"Sorry, Ciel, I can't do it."
Gaius shook his head: "You should have everything, but only this, nothing is possible anymore."
This is the final verdict.
Charles no longer cried or laughed.
It was like I finally had a sudden realization, like I finally understood the future that was waiting for me.
He lowered his head in despair, as if he had lost his soul.
Gaius reached out, wiped away Ciel's tears and snot with his handkerchief, and wiped his face clean again.
Under the dim firelight, he seemed to have been reborn.
That dull face looked as graceful as if it were created by God, perfect, even though it looked like a walking corpse.
boom!
Another loud noise came from the distance, as if the entire secret realm was shaking and about to collapse, with cracks spreading from the upper wall.
There is not much time left for them.
"Come with me, Ciel, stay with me."
Gaius stretched out his hand with solemn eyes, as if he was facing the great holiness, so he humbly and solemnly prayed:
"You are a child conceived in the sacred blood. Unlike those fake popes, you are the one who is destined to truly inherit the sacred cauldron. You will make this world a better place!"
He stared at Ciel's face, his voice hoarse: "I promise you: one day, I will let you come back here and get back everything you deserve! One day, you will be able to take back the life you lost! "
Ciel stared at him silently.
For a long time, for a long time, until the flames lit up again in those empty pupils. It was like the collision of thunder and earth fire, bursting out with a majesty that made people dare not look directly.
He looked at Gaius's palm, stretched out his hand, and squeezed it.
It's like holding on to the final salvation.
Full of hope.
…
…
The tremors became more and more intense, as if the earth was shaking.
The deepest part of the secret realm, the lowest level of purgatory.
Langdi raised the wind lantern in his hand.
The wind lantern illuminated the extremely dense archives, and there was a dead silence in the dusty archives, as if ghosts and ghosts had nowhere to live.
Wolf Flute walked in the darkness, followed the instructions, opened the secret door, and stared at the files sealed inside.
After a long time, even the archives have aged. The files placed in different categories exude the smell of old paper and have already turned yellow.
The records of past experimental items are all placed here, no one cares about them, sleeping in a place where no one cares about them.
Langdi recited the numbers silently and took out the innermost portion.
After confirming that the numbers above were correct, he nodded clearly and brought the flame of the wind lantern closer.
The flames climbed up the archive and engulfed it.
Wolf Flute let go of his hand and let it fall to the ground. The flames spread around, like a monster that was insatiable, slowly sucking the entire archive into its belly.
As a result, the last remaining traces of everything in the past completely disappeared along with the flames.
Wolf Flute turned and left.
In the spreading fire, in the ashes, the remaining ink marks seemed to come alive, dancing wildly in the fire. In the wind that came from nowhere, the photos sandwiched in the paper flew out.
The dead woman flew in the fire like the last butterfly.
Those buried stories passed away quietly like this.
No one knows anymore.