Just when Detective Lu Yi was getting angry because he was a step too late, Zero had already completed a series of plans and was just waiting for the big fish to take the bait. Tonight, the members of "Destiny" were secretly summoned to the executive suite on the middle floor of a three-star hotel. This place was decided by Guan Kuo. Based on his experience accumulated during his many years of military service, he confirmed that mid-to-high-end suites in three-star hotels are the most difficult places to suspect organized gatherings. If someone really only checks based on this standard, it will be wrong. Definitely look for the kind that covers a whole layer. Guan Kuo said that it was a blessing to have someone willing to stay in a higher-end suite in a suburban three-star hotel like this. No one would be playing spy games on the same floor. Ding dong ding dong - the doorbell. "It seems that Uncle E is here too!" Zero will inform Uncle E every time there is a discussion meeting, but as for whether he comes or not, Zero doesn't care, because Uncle E has shown his cards to him a long time ago: "I'm just yours." Intelligence officers are here to send you information, not to send your information out. You must remember that I am just a middleman. I can stab you or run away at any time. I am not a revolutionary martyr. I am too old to keep secrets for you when my life is threatened. "Indeed, Zero had already decided when he first decided to establish his destiny - he would not trust anyone except Irene and his future ally Ye. ¡¤Shuya. Therefore, he will definitely not tell all his plans. The so-called discussion is just telling the "chess pieces" how to move. The visitor was a man who looked to be close to fifty years old, wearing a gray peaked cap and holding a cigarette. The peaked cap was originally a hat that hunters liked to wear when hunting. Now it is worn on Uncle E's head, and its meaning is obvious. "Oh what a dynamic group. You can even see big stars!" Uncle E didn't put on any airs and seemed very cordial. But no one here is a fuel-efficient lamp, and they will not relax their vigilance towards this "non-staff member" No. 8 who rarely attends meetings just because of this. Ling started to open the door and greeted him personally. Naturally, he was the last one to sit on the sofa. Looking in a clockwise direction, when zero is zero, then Xin Lujiu is sitting at one o'clock, Nana Hanazawa is sitting at three o'clock, the dead house Phil is sitting at four and a half o'clock, and E is sitting at seven o'clock. Uncle, it¡¯s Dai at nine o¡¯clock and Guan Kuo at eleven o¡¯clock. This seating order is very subtle, but Zero obviously doesn't care about it. "After successfully killing the No. 1 target in the morning, I met the No. 2 target at noon, the guy who had become our helper. Coincidentally, I knew him. In fact, Phil had stolen the high score for me earlier. In the Wall Black Box Project, there was a sub-section titled "Surviving Experimental Subject - Zhang Haoran Research Project Termination". At that time, I made some reservations and wondered if it was an old friend. After all, there were many people with this name, so I didn't dare. Too sure. However, as time goes by, I am more and more sure that it is him, because he is the only one who uses the most similar ability to me - fear! He once used some kind of prop to gain power from fear. Since he escaped from the institute a few months ago, as he killed more and more humans through fear, his strength has indeed improved by leaps and bounds, so I left a message for him from Xin Lujiu yesterday, and I saw it today." Xin Lujiu became obviously excited when she heard Ling talking about herself. If Ling hadn't said that she could "speak freely", she would have screamed and praised Ling tenfold. "The crime team information stolen by Phil shows that Haoran killed a total of 28 people, including researchers and security personnel, in the past two months, nine of whom were civilians; plus today's additional Seven criminal police officers were killed, a total of thirty-five people. Through Phil's ability, his ability data showed an upward trend when killing the criminal police officers. It keeps increasing by one hundred points per life. In view of this, I estimate that his combat value when initially using the ability is stable at 10,000, which is a quasi-A-level combat capability. "Zero locked his eyes on Guan Kuo and said. : "Without using his abilities, Guan Kuo's ability index is more than 10,000, and he is rated as quasi-A level. However, after counting Guan Kuo's physical bonus, the data is how much is it?" Zero asked. He looked at Phil questioningly. "It's one hundred and thirty-seven thousand, Your Highness Zero." Phil especially likes to give Zero An various titles. "So, right now, heis not yet qualified to join us." Zero concluded, "Let's discuss it freely." "Zero, I have a question." Uncle E suddenly asked, " You told us before that Haoran once held a prophecy book. So, I have to think of a legend about a black prophecy book? "Phil is listening. After hearing this keyword, his entire mouth curved into a "W" shape to show that he was very interested in it. "That's right." After Uncle E saw that everyone was paying attention to him, he began to tell a story about a girl who was pursuing history and an immortal statue. ¡ºFrom the day a girl is born, a concept has been instilled in her: she is created from the rib of the "Father" and she is a vassal of the "Father". Her father was the man known as the "Right Hand of God" and the most famous sculptor at the time, Augustus Night. His father, shouldering a historical mission, disappeared at the height of the Battle of Gods; all that was left behind was a young girl and a half-finished angel sculpture. The bust wrapped in a mysterious thin cloth is actually a rare masterpiece of her father. "A cold stone that cannot speak, but it is equivalent to the lamp of life. It is a concrete representation of memories and a proof of existence." The girl remembers this of her father. In a word, pick it up with both hands, like a warm kiss. The fierce battle burned the flames of war in the girl's hometown, and the girl had to face the choice of fleeing. When she fled, the most precious item she carried was this unfinished product that no one could appreciate. "This is an angel with broken wings, a symbol of the devil!" "Burn, burn, burn!" The windmill cabin embraced by the sky keeps rotating on the hill. I originally thought that this place was beautiful Eden, but I never expected that human ignorance exceeded the girl's imagination. "This is the last holy land. We reject all outsiders! Drive them out!!" The girl was confused: Is it because she can't understand them more, or because they can't understand herself more A shadow stood quietly on the top of the holy mountain, He didn't know that what he was tracing alone was actually the expression of his own child. "[She is a failure, an angel with broken wings] Not long ago, he had such a belief, so he left resolutely. Leave this girl who needs blood sacrifice to become gentle - the daughter he created himself. "What is lacking is not the drawings on the fingertips, but the imagination that transcends reality" He had already remembered what he once said to his beloved daughter. However, the girl's confused and resentful eyes had already conveyed an obvious signal to him: she would rather stand on the side of the tomb of truth than step into the hotbed of ignorance! The girl has become a mother, and countless people have become her offspring. They no longer enjoy a warm body, are no longer afraid of death because of the frailty of the body, and are no longer unable to pursue lofty dreams due to the limitation of lifespan But as everyone knows, it is a A time curse called "eternity". "The 'absolutes' that span time, they hold the real history! We only need to surrender and believe, our results are no longer results, they also constitute our causes. All truths are in that divine fan After that! We just need to live, and as long as we live, we can continue to get closer to the truth of history. Live and be the first witness of history!" More than ten years later, the girl with the same appearance has accumulated hundreds of thousands of followers. They are all children of girls, generation after generation At this time, the father who created him has already understood his fault: "Ah light ah more light 'This is creation' It is the light of melancholy" Although he vowed never to step into it in his life, his feet still brought him to the Holy See. The children's laughter was heard by him over the wall. "Can you grab it with your hand now That 'gem' (the stone of the broken-winged angel statue) is extremely easy to damage, so only you, the immortal, can protect it Never let go of that hand, even if it is hit by something Attack" The father's intention in carving this last work was not to repent of "creating her", but to seal the love that would weave fantasy Presumably, she can understand his intentions after all "Ah Lightahmore light'This is atonement'It is the light of salvation" Even the sage who is closer to God cannot stop the falling sand, he (father) The silver hourglass prepared has only sand left [Take away mother's lamp! ¡¿ A lamp that is about to go out, a rib that condenses hope, gives birth to a small "flame" that shines in this world - the eternal bloody flame. My father wanted to use the White Book of Prophecy from the Holy See to bury him and everything he created. However, what he never expected was that his daughter had surpassed him and became the world's top sculptor. She completed the other wing of the angel - the devil's wing made of blood! "Shaping of life, this is a taboo in the world. Although it is a taboo, it is indeed the only way for me to surpass your father" "Stupid man, you have to keep struggling until the end!" The statue created based on the mother - the girl unfolded half of the statue to look like a goddess.??, half of it is the devil's wings. "If you spread the wings of imagination, the wings on the back of the "statue" will eventually spread out!" The father's voice and smile turned over one by one, "Ah if there are no more thoughts left, they will eventually be revealed. Smileisn't that right, father? " "I - I have poems I want to sing; I have a journey I want to pursue; I have hills I want to protect; I have roses I want to show off; I have wars I want to quell; I have a war I want to tell. The voyage No matter what the moment, we will never give up, that side of history - the sky that is close at hand but out of reach. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: "Lucia Night, I'm so sad! I thought you could understand the truth of books Well, that's fine If you think you can change history, you can challenge it at any time!" The burden on my father's shoulders Why is history different from the history in my eyes? Who can tell me the real answer? ""The Book of Black Prophecy"!" The evil smile and gloomy face, is that the true face of "God"? Since I was sensible, my mother is no longer around. Life with my father is always accompanied by a slight sadness, but it is actually a gentle lullaby. I was born embracing a starry sky different from that of ordinary humans, and now I am embraced by the same starry sky. It's just I don't know when the shadow will chase me behind me, urging me to keep running, toward the prophesied "end of the world." "The Book of Black Prophecy", this is a book that should not exist. So it was confiscated by the Holy See who worshiped the "(White) Book of Prophecy" But I wrote down all the words. It was an ancient book with a black seal composed of twenty-four volumes. What is recorded there is the largest number of records ever recorded, and it has an integrated and accurate chronology! If you agree that it is historical fact, then what is the history that your father and others affirm? The description of the book extends to the future, and its biggest argument is that in the near future, the world will meet the historical fact that it will end The book tells me: From where are allies to where are enemies, if I make a mistake in judgment, I will will be massacred by "history". Ahnarrowwhat a narrow world this is! All the enemies are killed All allies can be peaceful. But allies can also turn into enemies Then we must kill them first But the enemies will never disappear So we must live fearfully Only by repeating these cycles is the way to seize happiness! In troubled times, I am like a white crow flying alone against the monsoon wind, running across this map. This is what I saw in my dream, the map of my trust and future. I didn't know that there was a "god" who could change it at will, so I was manipulated like this. Until at the end, I met my father, who held the white book of prophecy in one hand and the black book of prophecy in the other. Just like the holy wings of angels on my side and the filthy wings of devils on the other, historical coincidences are always It seems extremely symmetrical "Rukia, let us put an end to all this!" "No!" This story will be passed down to future generations, and it will definitely not be considered a "family scandal", but - the Holy See who upholds justice and betrays humanity Let¡¯s have an unprecedented decisive battle between vampires¡»