Heartbreaker

Chapter 112 Single Arrow

A sudden tremor came from the ground at night, waking up everyone in the church.Those monks and doctors hurriedly put on their robes, gathered together, and looked at the humming surface.

Someone shouted, "Where's Bishop Hayden?"

Someone replied: "I don't know, the bishop is not in his bedroom! His students have disappeared for several days."

The slightly older priest commanded: "Go to the cathedral, the monastery and the mouse cage first to check the situation. Maybe the bishop is in these places."

The crowd scattered in a panic, and after a while, the doctor who was looking from the rat cage was the first to run back, shouting in horror and anger, "Everyone in the rat cage has escaped! They even killed our doctor! "

Those who came back from the church and monastery said nothing, but the bishop was nowhere to be seen.As soon as people saw clues on the other side of the mouse cage, hundreds of pairs of feet ran over immediately, and surrounded the door of the experimental building tightly.

A gray-white corpse of a doctor was spread on the ground. The scar on the neck had solidified, and the eyes were staring like bulls, which have not been closed yet.

A monk looked at the doctors with solemn faces, frowned and said, "Haven't you guys been transformed into human bodies? Why can't you even deal with those weak experimental subjects in the rat cage?"

The doctor retorted angrily: "It may not be a one-on-one attack, and his neck was obviously cut by a skilled gangster. I am also surprised, we will lock the door of each ward at night - let alone every door. The structure of the locks is different. Even if someone picks the locks one by one outside, he will be exhausted from more than 100 rooms!"

Everyone was at a loss what to do, and at this moment there were bursts of explosions from the ground, which made people palpitate.The monks were apprehensive, but few of them dared to volunteer at critical times, and they kept drawing crosses on their chests.

Those strong doctors simply put aside the others and formed a circle of themselves, muttering together.

"Do you think there is any connection between this incident and the undead who disappeared a few days ago?" A doctor asked keenly.As soon as these words came out, the others suddenly showed expressions of enlightenment.

Being able to open all the door locks in a short period of time and cover everyone from escaping, "helping the dead" is undoubtedly a convincing reason.

Another doctor said: "Besides, Lemon Bone Spur in the rat cage is the master of the undead. There is no reason for the undead to reject his master."

The other doctors wondered: "About Lemon Bone Spur and that undead, didn't their memories be wiped out before? How did they remember it?"

"Hey, what's so strange about this? Memory is the old consciousness that remains in the brain. If clearing memory is such a simple thing, we don't have to study it for so many years."

The doctor interjected: "What's even more surprising is that the bishop knew they were sneaking around in private, but still ignored them, and only urged us to step up the experiment. Isn't this clearly putting aside the disaster..."

All the doctors chattered for a while but couldn't come to a conclusion, and the underground sound seemed to be more violent.

At this time, a vague black shadow loomed from a distance.Everyone took a closer look and found that the shadow was the black-robed monk Washi Polu.I saw that the other party's hair was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and his face was pale, like a wandering ghost, slowly wandering here.

"What are you doing here?"

No one answered him, and the doctors in the rat cage pretended not to see it.There was another loud noise from the ground, and Vash lowered his gaze, frowned and thought for a moment before the monk told the cause and effect.

"That's it." The black-robed monk said, "Then you wait here for a while, I'll go down and have a look."

There was a bang, and the trembling ground almost made everyone stagger, and the monks looked at Vash Polu with admiration in their eyes.Those doctors were eager to let the monks go down to be scapegoats, and one or two became enthusiastic.

"You can go down from here, Brother Bolu." A doctor pointed to the stone wall at the base of the fountain and said, "There is a secret door there, which can lead directly to the underground."

"Thank you very much." Cultivator Vash nodded calmly, groped to the stone slab, and got in under the eyes of everyone with evil intentions.

Squeaky.

The moment he slid to the bottom, the black-robed monk changed his previous calm expression, his face was terrified, and he rushed towards the source of the sound!The falling gravel rustled on him, and Vash Polu ran desperately, with only one thought left in his mind.

The real meaning of "joy→sorrow→anger→fear"——

He got it!

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I was groping in the maze with my eyes closed, and the sound not far away was like a water curtain separated from the deep sea, tumbling indistinctly in the air current.I was a little happy to hear those rumbling voices. After all, it is a good thing to have voices, which means that Luo is not in danger yet, and I still have time.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, I collided head-on with a hard thing, and each fell to the ground!The man yelled "Ah!" I was so angry that I opened my eyes and cursed, "Who the fuck is that?!"

Popolo's head popped out of my field of vision.We looked at each other in a daze for a moment, and both sides yelled at the same time.

"Why are you here?!"

"I know how to destroy the Chaos Stone!"

I pressed his shoulder first, and the eyeballs were about to burst out of their sockets: "What?!"

"Follow me, Mr. Lemon!" He held me urgently, and said, "I think you probably walked with your eyes closed before? That's too slow!"

Seeing that Popolo was going crazy again, I didn't dare to be careless, so I grabbed him with my backhand and said, "You explain the matter clearly before we go. It won't take too long, and there will be no mistakes in clear actions."

"This labyrinth cannot be walked out with the eyes." Popolo had to patiently explain to me, "It was originally just an ordinary underground passage connected by limited forks, not as unpredictable as it is now... to achieve the present In this state, it is the Chaos Stone!"

I narrowed my eyes and said, "And then?"

"There are hundreds of eyes in the underground labyrinth—no, it should be the 'Dow Ball'. As long as it is a person whose memory has been stored by the Dow Ball, the thinking circuit will be thoroughly analyzed and passed to the Chaos Stone. In this way , if that person walks into the maze, his eyes can see, and his brain remains awake, the Chaos Stone will project interference waves, leading to hallucinations."

It took me a while to understand Popolo's words: "That is to say, if one of the brain and eyes is abnormal, they won't be disturbed by the Chaos Stone, right?"

The black-robed monk nodded desperately.I asked, "Then why are you alright?" It didn't look like he was out of his mind, and his thinking was very clear.

Popolo's complexion changed, and he stammered: "I... I know the structure of this maze, it keeps reappearing in my mind, and those hallucinations can't disturb me."

I had seen Popolo being brainwashed on the operating table before, so I had no doubt that he was a part of the memories these Dowballs contained.

But it's also weird.I frowned and said, "Then it's hell, how can you navigate the maze unimpeded? Don't you have two thinking circuits instead of one?"

What I said casually seemed to have greatly stimulated him.Popolo muttered to himself in astonishment: "Two thinking circuits?...No, I only use one for thinking, and the other should be just memory...Why do I have other people's memories in my mind? Could it be..."

In any case, Popolo should know the structure of the maze, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to run so far without being blocked.There is no need to delay when the matter is clear, I pulled him away and said, "Don't think about that, monk. Didn't you say that you found a way to destroy the Chaos Stone? Let's go now!"

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The blood undead this time is much more difficult to deal with than last time.

The wind mixed with the smell of blood passed through Luo's hair, he closed his eyes, and blocked the incoming light sickles with the sound in his ears.On the tentacles of the Chaos Stone, bloody fake undead continued to protrude, stronger than last time.

Luo thought while dealing with the continuous attacks: But they don't seem to have the ability to think.

His figure flickered, blending into the dark shadows around him, bypassing other blood undead slashing in mid-air.The ground is covered with tangled red tentacles, and the turbulent shadows are walking against the wall. Just as they are approaching Douglas, a wall of flesh stands in front of the undead!

Puff!Luo chopped it open with a sickle, and a strong wind rushed towards him.

Douglas' face appeared behind the gap, facing the vigilant undead, he patted the surface of the Chaos Stone, and said coldly, "Just use the method from last time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four eyes of Chaos Stone began to move wildly again.The undead in mid-air moved quickly, and those eyes also turned rapidly in the whites of their eyes, looking for the aiming head to aim at the undead.

In the next moment, the blue eyeball of sorrow radiated a ray of fluorescence, crashing into the flames of the undead.Luo vaguely felt something strange seeping into his body in the dark field of vision, and the faint blue light couldn't help turbulent.

Douglas stared at the undead frozen in mid-air on the ground: "Feel it well, Undead. This is the power of sorrow that once knocked you down—"

With a swish, the undead with shoulders shrugged suddenly straightened up and attacked him as if he hadn't been hit!Douglas's pupils shook, and he took a few steps back. The Chaos Stone connected to the back of his heart blocked the attack for him, and the rest of his eyes burst out with light of different colors again.

Luo floated and jumped in the air, avoiding the successive rays of light radiating towards him.He couldn't see, and could only rely on his speed to reduce the possibility of being hit.

However, after those slippery things penetrated into the body, although it would cause a certain degree of psychological reaction, it could no longer make him collapse to the ground.

Douglas watched the blue, red, yellow, and black lights hit the undead one by one, and the undead, after a brief trance, swung his scythe nimbly, resisting the tentacles of the Chaos Stone as always.

"Impossible..." Douglas was stunned.

This undead will not be affected by the emotions of "joy, sorrow, anger, fear" - this is impossible!

The red eyeballs of Chaos Stone began to move crazily.In the blink of an eye, the light sickle of the undead was approaching Douglas' neck.

The cold blue light flashed past, and Douglas couldn't hold back his inner astonishment. He hid behind the defense of the Chaos Stone and asked, "Why are emotions useless to you?"

Luo frowned and said, "Emotion?"

"Joy, sadness, anger, fear, they have all hit you." Douglas suddenly raised his eyes, his voice was cold, "You should be hit by only one of the emotional rays like before, and never Can't stay the same!"

"So that's it." Luo nodded his head clearly, "The strange feeling that surges in my heart, it turns out to be these four emotions."

Douglas stared straight at the undead: "Are they useless to you?"

"No, I think it should be useful."

Rays of emotion continued to crash into the body of the undead. Surrounded by colorful rays of light, Luo stretched out his hand and broke a tentacle wrapped around his waist: "After all, I can feel those emotions, and the memories that those emotions evoke. .”

There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in Douglas' voice: "Then why..."

"There are, but they are no longer the reason to affect me." The flame of the giant scythe was burning in his hand, Luo clenched the cold scythe handle tightly, and whispered, "I have experienced enough things to overcome a Another difficulty. I have been joyful, I have been sad, I have been angry, and I have been afraid...I have never broken free from the shackles of emotions, and I have never escaped from the torment of emotions."

"However, now it seems..."

Luo turned the scythe, and with his perception of emotional rays, aimed the sharp blade at the four eyeballs on the Chaos Stone.

"It's those crashing emotions that have been fluctuating wildly that have allowed me to get back on my feet."

The Chaos Stone let out an angry roar, and its tentacles condensed into sea urchin-like spikes, stabbing towards the undead!Luo discerned the direction of the attack, deftly stretched and deformed the light scythe in his hand, and cut the Chaos Stone to be riddled with holes in an instant.

squeak-

The eyeballs dodged slipperyly on the uneven surface of the Chaos Stone, even if it was cut by the scythe, they quickly returned to their original shape.The huge sarcoid opened a gap, and bit down on the undead.Luo frowned, trying to destroy the Chaos Stone before it returned to its original shape.

Douglas sneered, and accurately avoided the aftermath of the scythe's impact: "So what? Even if you won't be affected by the four emotions, you still can't find a way to destroy the Chaos Stone—"

"Ro!"

"Messiah!"

At this moment, two voices came from not far away, one after the other.Luo and Douglas were stunned at the same time, and the black-robed monk waved his arms and shouted: "Stop doing nothing, Messiah! I know how to completely destroy the Chaos Stone!"

Douglas stared at the yelling black figure, raised his brows, and a name came to mind: "Master...Wash Polu..."

"According to joy, sorrow, anger, fear!"

Wash took out four finger-sized glass bottles from his bosom, and shouted out of breath: "Tears of joy destroy the eyes of sorrow, tears of sorrow destroy the eyes of anger, tears of anger destroy the eyes of fear, and tears of fear , what is destroyed is the Eye of Joy!"

"Destroy all eyes, that Chaos Stone—no, that heart is finished!"