The cemetery shrouded in darkness was dark, the wind blew, and the weeds and tree crowns made rustling sounds.
Xia Lei stood in front of a tomb. The granite tomb was like a scaled-down Roman Pantheon, very grand. The tombstone embedded in the tomb has become faded and blurred due to weathering, making it difficult to read. But even if the handwriting is clear, the name on the tombstone is irrelevant.
The mechanism is on a stone on the tomb.
Click, the mechanism started, and the tombstone opened like a revolving door, revealing a passage. There was no light, and the passage was pitch black.
Xia Lei walked along the stone stairs to the inside of the tomb. His smart watch fluoresced and illuminated the passage.
There are some murals on the stone walls of the passage.
Xia Lei looked at them one by one. There was the Death Moon made up of tectonic plates, and there were also some strange creatures. Not far away, his footsteps stopped in front of a mural.
This mural shows a faceless figure, with hands, right feet, and a head, but no face. He stood with a huge scythe in his hand, like the Grim Reaper. There were some people and animals kneeling in front of him, but they were all from the back, and their faces could not be seen.
There is no text description for this mural, but its meaning is not difficult to guess.
Xia Lei secretly asked in his heart: "Could the figure on this mural be the faceless moon god? And what is the faceless warrior statue found in Jerusalem?"
When he passed through this passage as a soul in the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore, he did not discover these murals due to speed and light. Now that he has walked down and discovered these murals, he is both curious and confused.
The passage is at least one thousand meters long and has many murals, none of which are the same. In some places, there are sculptures embedded in the wall, including the statue of the faceless warrior found in Jerusalem, which is life-size but does not protrude from the wall. Every faceless warrior has cold weapons in his hands, some are swords, some are spears, and some are swords and shields. Counting along the way, there were a hundred murals and six statues of faceless warriors. Each one had different weapons and body shapes, but their faces were all the same, a blank slate with no eyes, nose or mouth.
Xia Lei thought of the six faceless warrior statues unearthed in Israel. The United States used the Seventh Fleet to transport the six faceless warrior statues to Area 51, and finally Isitabu melted them down. It’s not surprising that the faceless warrior statues appear here, but why are there six? Not eight? Or twelve
Six, this number is very sensitive to him, because the World Box also has six sides.
Amid confusion and suspicion, Xia Lei came to the hemispherical space at the end of the secret passage.
The signal-emitting machine was quietly placed in the center of the hemispherical space. On top of it, a pattern of the Moon of Death was engraved in the vertical corresponding position.
Xia Lei bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the death moon pattern on the machine.
Buzz buzz…
A strange sound suddenly came from inside the machine, and a black energy light was also released from the pattern of the Death Moon, swallowing up the drop of blood, and then spread upwards, with a feeling of condensing into a bundle and rising into the sky. .
But after all, it didn't rise into the sky. The life breath and energy carried by a drop of blood were too little. If someone is killed, there will be a strange scene of Kerstin's remains being sacrificed by a girl.
This is not a machine from this world, it is most likely technology from the Death Moon.
Was it brought to this world by Isitabu, or was it made using the technology on the Moon of Death after a complete awakening
"No matter how you got here, you will be broken when you get here." Xia Lei pulled out an alloy hammer from behind his waist with his backhand, then raised the hammer and smashed it according to the pattern of the death moon.
boom!
Bang bang bang…
At the same time, Iris Hotel.
One after another, military vehicles drove into the street where the Iris Hotel was located, but did not approach, but stopped at both ends of the street. One by one, the heavily armed Italian special forces got off the military vehicles and gathered on standby. The streets were filled with the tense atmosphere before war.
An uncle Europa with a slightly convex head and a relatively fat figure got out of a wheeled armored vehicle accompanied by two entourages, and then walked towards the Iris Hotel.
The Iris Hotel has been controlled by Italy's "leather-hooded" anti-terrorism commandos. All entrances and exits, all corridors, and even the hotel's tower and roof are no exception.
The Leather Hood Counter-Terrorist Commandos are Italy's most elite special forces unit and are world-famous. They received this title because of the special hoods on their heads. They are directly controlled and commanded by an anti-terrorism department of the Italian Ministry of the Interior and have great influence in the Italian military circles. high status.
The use of leather hoods is enough to show the importance of the Italian government.
"Mr. Arturo." At the entrance of the Iris Hotel, a polite young man with blond hair wearing glasses said: "I, I..."
Uncle Europa, known as Arturo, said: "Dante, are you scared?"
Dante nodded, "That person... Mr. Arturo, aren't you afraid?"
"I'm afraid, but this is my job. If you're afraid, you don't have to be my translator, but you won't have to go to work tomorrow. Is there a problem?" Arturo said.
"I, I'm fine." Dante said.
"Then shut your mouth and open it again when I need you." Arturo walked in.
He is a diplomat.
The person he wanted to meet was the magical boy from China.
He has been to China many times, so he was sent to perform this task. If he had a choice, he would rather stay at home and sleep with his 200-pound wife.
On the third floor, the leather-hooded special forces guarding the door opened the door for Arturo.
Arturo saw two women, Maria and Scarlett, but not the magical boy. He frowned slightly and walked in.
"Mr. Arturo, I didn't expect to see you here." Maria is indeed a top European and American socialite. She recognized Arturo's identity at a glance, and she greeted him with a smile on her face.
"Ms. Maria..."
"It's Miss Maria, I'm divorced." Maria stretched out her hand to Arturo.
Arturo did not shake hands with Maria, but moved his eyes to Scarlett, but he didn't say anything, just glanced at her.
Maria retracted her hand in embarrassment, with a hint of displeasure between her brows. But she knew why Arturo didn't shake hands with her. She was currently a wanted criminal in the United States, and there were probably not more than five friends and acquaintances in her social circle who could shake hands with her.
This is how people are, you will have many friends when you are in good times, but no one will know you when you are in trouble.
"What about him?" Arturo said.
There was no name, but both Maria and Scarlett knew who he was talking about.
Maria and Scarlett looked at each other, but neither woman spoke. Don't say that they don't know where Xia Lei is, even if they know, they won't tell him.
"Okay, it seems I have to describe the matter clearly." Arturo said: "I have three purposes here. The first is to ask you to cancel tomorrow night's concert. The second is to ask Mr. Xia to leave Italy. He has been classified as persona non grata. The third one is to take you to the U.S. Embassy."
"You want to take us to the American Embassy?" Maria suddenly became nervous. "Are you trying to arrest us and hand us over to the CIA?"
Scarlett lost control of her emotions, "You can't do this. We didn't break any laws. Our concert was also a tribute to Florence. There were no violations. Why did you ask us to cancel it and arrest us and hand us over?" To someone from CIA?"
Arturo said: "Because this is Italy, our land, we have the right to decide who can stay here and who has to leave." After a pause, he added, "Now, please answer my question just now, Where did Mr. Xia go?"
"I don't know!" Maria said angrily, "Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you!"
Scarlett also said: "The concert will not be cancelled, and we will not go to the US Embassy with you. Also, I warn you, don't mess with us!"
Her subtext seems to be that my sister is protected by a god, so you'd better be smarter!
Arturo shrugged, "It seems that my words were in vain. Take them away and send them to the American Embassy."
Two special forces with leather hoods walked in from the door and picked up Scarlett and Maria without saying a word.
"Let me go!" Maria struggled.
"Go away! You bastards, you will regret it!" Scarlett yelled angrily and kicked the crotch of a leather-hooded special soldier who was grabbing her arm.
"Hmph!" The leather-hooded special soldier snorted coldly, raised his calf and knocked Scarlett's foot away, then slapped Scarlett in the face.
But at this moment, a piece of tile suddenly flew in from the open window and hit the chest of the special soldier wearing a leather hood who was beating someone.
Bang!
The tiles shattered, and the leather-hooded special forces soldier who was as strong as King Kong fell to the ground with a muffled groan.
All eyes moved to the window.
At that moment, a figure flew over like a javelin from the roof of a building opposite the iris, and plunged into the room in a flash.
No one could see clearly until the visitor's feet landed on the ground and he appeared in the room. Only then did everyone in the room clearly see that he was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
Xia Lei is back.
He smashed the signal-emitting machine under the Cathedral of Our Lady of Flowers. When he returned to the cemetery, Xiaoqian told him about the situation at the Iris Hotel. He rushed back as fast as he could, just enough to save Scarlett from the humiliating slap.
"Enemy attack!" The leather-hooded special forces holding Maria reacted very quickly and shouted out almost as soon as Xia Lei appeared.
His voice echoed through the room and echoed down the hallway.
Leather-hooded special forces in the corridor and at the door rushed into the room, with more than a dozen black guns pointed at Xia Lei.
Further away, there were rapid footsteps in the stairs, and more special forces with leather hoods were sprinting here.
This is Italy.