Sinmonger Chapter 12: Dark Water

After walking along the passage for a long time, because the surrounding black metal walls and the turquoise light are no different, the two can't judge how far they have gone.

The unease in the gunsmith's heart is getting stronger and stronger. Not only does he not feel sleepy and hungry, he does not even feel the decline in physical strength, as if he can walk forward like this forever. He even suspected that his body's metabolism had completely stopped and he had become a walking corpse, but his breathing and heartbeat were still normal, which showed that he was still alive.

It wasn't until he saw the end of the passage that the gunsmith's suppressed emotions recovered.

There is also a black metal wall at the end, except that there is a handprint-shaped symbol on it.

John, who was walking in front, stopped at this moment and turned back: "There is only one symbol, it seems that we have no choice."

The gunsmith replied: "Then press it."

After more than ten seconds, after the strong cyan light came on and disappeared, the two came to a very open space, the size of a football field, and the roof was very high. The top of this space is semi-circular, and the ground is flat. The blue light track on the floor draws the scenery of mountains, rivers and mountains, and the lights on the top are basically text, and there are two more conspicuous graphics, which look like It should represent the sun and the moon.

The gunsmith couldn't help but marvel at this magnificent scene. It is estimated that this place is a microcosm built by the people who built the ruins from the world they imagined. But the gunsmith thought about it for a while and felt strange. Could it be that the prehistoric and mysterious civilization with such technology only knows the sky and the earth?

John walked to the center of the room, stared at the center of the "earth", and beckoned to the gunsmith: "Hey! Charles, you see there is a handprint symbol here, and this is the first time that two handprints are side by side. ."

The gunsmith walked over to John, looked down, and after only two seconds, he understood the meaning of the mark: "Two symmetrical palm prints, with the thumb inward, and the small oval above the forehead. The imprint should be triggered by someone supporting the ground with both hands and kowtow. Of course, depending on the size, it is still suitable for the child's body shape of the black creature."

John said, "Let's try? Maybe that's the way to get out."

The gunsmith stepped back and made a "please" gesture.

John sat on the ground, leaned forward, pressed his hands against the handprint symbol, and lowered his head. When his forehead touched the ground, there was no bright light as imagined, instead It's the rubbing sound of large pieces of metal moving.

A huge human head statue more than 20 feet high slowly rose from the ground, and it was located two meters in front of John. At that moment, John seemed to be kneeling towards the statue.

"Okay, what is this? A metal replica of the Easter Island statue?" John stood up and looked up at the statue in front of him.

The gunsmith observed the statue's face, which was roughly a human face, but it looked a little different from modern humans. The brow bone and the bridge of the nose are very prominent and forward, but the top-to-bottom angle is vertical and flat, so the nose does not appear to be bulging; the eye sockets of the statue are very flat, and the eyes are almost retracted inside the face, but the size of the eyeball The proportions are also relatively normal; there is no human being under the nose, and the chin and mouth are nothing special; the ears are a little strange, and their growth position is slightly higher than that of today's people, and the shape is longer.

After the statue was fully raised, the huge mouth opened. The gunsmith got closer and found that there was no tongue or teeth in the statue's mouth. Maybe the maker was too lazy to carve it? He took a closer look and saw an irregularly shaped cyan crystal that was emitting a faint light.

John reached in and picked up the thing, holding it up to his eyes and looking at it: "Although I don't know what this thing is, I have a feeling that if I can take it out, it will definitely sell for a good price. "

The gunsmith said: "Show me."

John handed the crystal to the gunsmith, who glanced at it and said, "Next, do you want to say that this crystal might be able to help us get out of this hellish place."

John froze for a moment; "What did you say?"

The gunsmith continued: "Oh? Do you have any other plans? Are you going to take me around the ruins again? I think it's better to save, when I see this thing, I understand, your ultimate goal..."

John's expression suddenly changed, or in other words, he suddenly became expressionless: "When did you see through me?"

The gunsmith said: "If you're absolutely sure...it's in that passage."

"Does it seem too brave for me to lead the way?" the other party asked.

The gunsmith denied: "No, your imitation is flawless. Every reaction, speculation, and demeanor you make is consistent with John's character, and there is no obvious sign of lying. Judging from your performance, I It is impossible to think that you are not John himself."

False John said: "So? Why did you finally find out?"

"Of course from the things you didn't show." The gunsmith replied, "I haven't felt hunger and fatigue for a long time...

You and I are in the same environment, at least from the moment I woke up, we didn't eat, drink, or sleep. The real John was either exhausted or surprised by this tireless anomaly after all this tossing, but you didn't say anything, you didn't say anything. When I first woke up, you mentioned that water without food would make you sleepy, but after that, you completely ignored physiological needs and took it for granted, which is quite strange. "

False John said: "I see, this is indeed an oversight, at first I didn't know what hunger and fatigue felt like, until I absorbed this man named John, I got some general information from his memory. Information. Unfortunately, there is still a big gap between the memory in the human brain and the actual feeling."

"Absorb..." The gunsmith said, "Is John really dead?"

"Yes, after you entered the ruins through the river, I absorbed him, and then brought the unconscious you inside, and then disguised as John." The other party took the initiative to explain the situation At one point, it seemed that John's death had nothing to do with him.

"What the **** are you?" the gunsmith asked with disgust.

"In a language you can understand, you can call me 'Dark Water'." Dark Water replied.

As soon as the gunsmith heard the other party's self-declaration, he understood that the fake John who was standing in front of him was undoubtedly the black creature he had encountered before: "Is this your name or the title of your entire race?"

"There is no difference." Anshui said: "My family has perished, and I am unique in this world."

The gunsmith sneered: "Except for the first time I triggered the trigger, you pressed every handprint in the next, leading me all the way here, and pretended to 'discover' the statue activation symbol in the center of the room. , is the ultimate purpose for this?" He raised the cyan crystal in his hand.

"Yes, I need your abilities, alchemy." Darkwater was still blunt.

The gunsmith said: "Then... Can I understand it this way, what you call 'absorption', you can obtain the knowledge in the biological memory and imitate its appearance, but it cannot obtain the ability of the absorbed, at least not All abilities." He looked at the dark water in front of him: "Even if you look like John now, you are still a black monster in essence."

Darkwater didn't respond to the monster's name, but replied: "Yes, so instead of absorbing you, I saved you. I need your alchemy to mend the 'Eternal Core'."

According to the gunsmith's inference, the guy in front of him is estimated to be a creature without any emotions. At least his emotional response is far less sensitive than that of modern humans. He will only do what "needs" to do, and will not question this at all. The correctness of things, because he does not even have the concept of "right and wrong", let alone the traditional moral concept in human society.

"What if I refuse to help you?" the gunsmith asked, and he wasn't afraid to ask, since emotionless creatures neither get angry nor lie.

Darkwater is exactly that, but his unvarnished answer feels a lot like intimidation: "I will torture you on the basis of not harming your life and superpowers until you agree to mend eternity. core."

The gunsmith said: "I dare to ask how you came up with such a clever idea..."

Darkwater Road: "I am a much more advanced species than you, and naturally know how to achieve my goals through learning. The knowledge gained from John's memory has given me enough to understand your race and the current situation of this era. Both deception and torture are good methods, and as far as I know so far, they are far more effective than begging.

Therefore I suggest that you agree to my request immediately, no hypocritical shackles can restrain my actions, and I will definitely achieve my goals. "

The gunsmith thought about it~IndoMTL.com~ and replied, "Yes, but I have a condition."

Darkwater Road: "Do you want to use the form of 'transaction'? That's fine too, what do you need?"

"Give me back the bone gun." The gunsmith said, he seemed very confident: "I think, with your wisdom, you will not let it follow the weapon that can destroy the armor made by your civilization. Let the waves flow away."

Dark Water did a very disgusting thing without saying a word. He put his hand into his mouth, his chin dislocated instantly, but he still put on a facial paralysis-like expression, and continued to reach in, his half arm reached into his body, his neck was obviously stretched, and his abdominal cavity was a little bit larger. Bulging up and holding back, he finally took out the slimy, wet bone gun full of black mucus from his esophagus.

He brought the gun to the gunsmith: "Do you still want those two machetes?"

The gunsmith's jaw was about to dislocate, which was shocking. He hurriedly replied: "The knife...you should keep it..." He was really afraid that the other party would take this kind of body in front of him. If the activity is done again, if the dark water changes to the third way, it is estimated that the gunsmith can only preserve the chastity of the dog's eyes by digging his own eyes.

The gunsmith took the bone gun, ripped a piece of cloth from Darkwater's clothes, wiped it again and again, and the other party even said very calmly in the process: "The clothes on my body and this black The composition of mucus is the same."

The gunsmith wiped the gun clean and patted the cloth on Darkwater's shoulder: "Really?"

The cloth gradually submerged into Darkwater's body, answering the gunsmith's question.

Darkwater looked at the gunsmith and said, "I returned the bone gun to you, it's your turn to repair the Eternal Core."

In response to him was a gunshot, the bullet passed through the eyebrows of the dark water, his head exploded, and the black mucus splashed more than ten meters behind him like ink.