The pitch-black bullet passed through Cruzde's child's brain, shot out from the other side's chin, and with the remaining power, it hit the cement floor, making a crisp sound.

"Big brother...what are you doing?" The Cruzder child turned his head with trembling all over, staring at Wright with his blood-red eyes.

The revolver bullet did not explode in his brain, but just penetrated through the past.

He was bleeding and tears in his eyes, staring at Wright with his clear eyes, and continued to mumble something, as if he was begging.

However, the bright red blood spilled out of his mouth, making it impossible for him to say any word again.

"You are the monster... the body?" asked Leit.

After the contact between Join and Soukod and fighting, Wright finally wiped out the only remaining sympathy for the child in his heart. Now he values ​​whether the battle can be won or whether it will be in danger when he contacts it.

In other words, in the battle between the unintentional and the lost, he has lost a small part of his emotions as a human being.

"Gulugulu...gulugulu." The Cruzder child in front of him made a sound of water flowing through the sewer.

Immediately afterwards, he was thrown out by Wright, lying on the concrete floor, struggling for a few times, and finally there was no movement.

"This monster is still trying to seduce me." Wright smiled bitterly, and once again pulled the trigger of the black revolver in his hand and pointed it at the head of the Cruzde child in front of him.

The brown curly hair and a tender face look really pitiful. However, the outfit of Cruiser should be the information provided to me by the heralds. The "Daughter of Mechanism" is related to Cruiser, and the heralds that open the stone gate of His divine realm must also be related.

The room just now..., the bottom should be roughly the style of the Cruzed Empire, and there are also portraits of their emperors, including the legendary [Order], the great Ivan Twenty-two.

This monster child just said... His grandfather warned him to exercise more. His father had been sick for a long time and hoped that he would grow up quickly. However, as far as I know, the three generations of emperors who had such a relationship should not have.

Could it be that the prototype of this monster child has never served as the emperor, but died prematurely? It happened to be replicated here because of the connection between two heralds? The relationship between "Tomorrow's Emblem" and "Last Day Emblem"?

It seems that most of the secret files of the Sequence Monster Foundation are factual statements. If the "Silent Arrival" military operation fails, or if Sogra's "Blood Night Ritual" is successful, if I go to the Cruzd Empire in the future, I must learn about the "Last Day Emblem" created by Ivan Twenty-two himself.

This monster kid... has been doing something in such a few minutes, right?

Wright stood there and thought for several minutes.

As he expected, in the dim space formed by faint light, the body of the monster child in front of him was suddenly wrapped in a light blue viscous liquid.

Then, the viscous liquid collapsed inward, like a slime that could wriggle, and completely swallowed the Cruzder child.

As a dazzling light flashed, there was no trace of Cruzder's child in front of Wright except for the "black basketball" quietly "lying" under the wall.

"Maybe this is a test, and it may also be a test of the sequential monsters. It seems that the most core location is not far away. That room... the so-called room should be right in front of it, and it seems not far away. This pistol... I will treat it as a gift from the monster. Anyway, it can be used, right? It is better than exhausting the magic power in my body."

Wright rarely read the process of talking to himself aloud.

Immediately afterwards, he held the revolver in his hand, weighed it up and down a few times, and then walked forward quickly.

"Dong, dun, dun, dun."

After three or two steps, Wright felt the road under his feet changed back to the previous hollow metal plate. After walking for almost two minutes, a huge metal-like door stood in front of him.

Stopped, Wright held his head up and looked at the metal door that was about ten meters high. Although it was much smaller than the one I saw when I left Socra, it looked extremely gorgeous.

It seems that the craftsman who created the Jumen devoted all his luxurious thinking at the beginning of his design, using all the expensive materials he could find and imagine.

At the top of the Jumen is a round, more than one meter wide "sun", made of gold, shining with a golden luster.

On the right is a moon, and the silver-white light emits from the inside, shining brightly and seems to never go out.

A circle around the Giant Gate is a palm-sized diamond, with one space of half a meter apart. Under the complex and colorful light, it emits a colorful light, which is extremely dazzling.

The center is the scene of a huge axe and a giant sword attacking each other.

The giant axe is red and the giant sword is purple. It looks particularly glowing under the diffuse light formed by the light, and is not the color that a normal palace should have.

But Wright's eyes only glanced at the decorations. He did not care about watching these depressing parts, but focused his vision on a screen-like part about one meter high from the bottom of the door.

Two steps closer, Wright observed that the "screen" was only as wide as a human face, and nine black spots of "3 rows x3 columns" were neatly pointed out on it. The upper part of the "screen" actually wrote the word "crack" in the Sunnese Empire.

"It seems that this is the key to opening the giant door, right?" Wright guessed.

He stretched out his right arm and stroked the black dots at the bottom with his palm.

Immediately afterwards, the text at the top of the "screen" became distorted, from pure black to dark red, and the background with the "screen" instantly turned into pure white.

A few seconds later, Wright heard a loud noise of electric current. He stared at the twisted words with all his concentration, and they turned into phrases written in the common language of Western Lu.

"Connect, one stroke, four lines." Wright silently translated.

"Do you connect these points with one stroke and four straight lines? It's too simple. Although it's a puzzle problem, there are only two correct solutions." Wright stretched out his index finger with an extremely confident smile and pointed it hard on the first black dot in the upper left corner.

Then he stroked to the right, and a straight black line appeared on the "screen" as he stroked.

After connecting the three black dots at the top, Wright did not rush to connect other black dots, but drew part of the black line outwards. Then, he connected the second row of the third black dots and the third row of the second black dots.

Then, he connected the first black dot in the third row and the first black dot in the second row, and returned to the initial position.

"The last step."

Wright said, then stroked to the lower right and finished the last stroke.

After doing this, Wright took two steps back.

Immediately afterwards, the "screen" in front of me suddenly turned into a pure black color. The magnificent giant door, ten meters long, broke from the middle with the pattern of gears, revealing the wider and slightly dark room space inside.

"Another [Order], welcome your arrival."

A youthful voice came from directly in front of Wright.

After trotting forward a few steps, a cloud of green smoke suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who are you? Are you the body of the water in the alien face?" Wright held a gun in his hands and pointed it at the center of the smoke.

"I am, or not, you will come here. I exist or not, and it will not affect the operation of this world. But Mr. [Order], do you know? This profession is very rare, and you are the second [Order] I met. It took two epochs and I met you two."

The green smoke in front of him said with undepressing joy, and in front of Wright, it changed in an interlaced and changed, and turned into a human form.

To be precise, a young man of the same age as Wright.

Looking closely, he was wearing a military green coat, a felt hat covered with black leather on his head, a very standard-cut military tactical trousers at the lower body, and a long knight sword made of silver on his waist.

Looking down, his shoes were green military boots, but they were embroidered with simple patterns of the sun and the moon. Just the sun, Wright felt very much like the ones he saw on the windows of the Socra City Library.

His brown eyes were nothing special, and his face looked white but full of vitality. With a friendly smile, his hands were inserted into his pockets.

"I'll just think you, right? After all, I don't have anything else to have life except you, right?" Wright sneered and glanced at the young man.

"Then you call me "The Water of the Evil". By the way, the child just now was me, but I was in my state for a long time. At that time, the Cruzd Empire had not completely perished. Although it was attacked by the unintentional virus, we still had a long time." The Water of the Evil looked straight upward and said melancholy.

"Winder mentioned this history to me, and he also said that the Cruisd Empire did all its efforts in the end." Wright looked directly at the water in the opposite direction, and regret appeared in his eyes.

"We lost the southern plains, the Irvingle Iceland, the most important resource and industrial city of Scheita, and more than 70% of our land. Our royal family could only conceal a barrier near the Iceland City, surrounded by several mountains, and were difficult to abandon by the remaining humans. No, not only was it abandoned, but was executed and all killed, they formed a federation."

As the strange face said, his young face became ferocious.

Wright looked at his face, filled with emotions of anger, resentment and fear.

Then, he looked up at the chaotic mechanical headspace for a few seconds, then lowered his head and moaned in pain for a few seconds.

"But it is undeniable that Cruised is a great country. She has a strong economy, a prosperous culture, a strong military and a prosperous technology. Any human who wants to forget her is stupid, but any human who wants to try to resurrect her is unwise, isn't it?" Wright commented.

"Forget it." The water of the strange face nodded slightly, sighed, took two steps forward, narrowed the distance with Wright, and said:

"You have just met Soukod, right? That orc who has been trapped here for a thousand years. Your body is now filled with a lot of his energy, which is enough to prove that you have strength." The Water of the alien made a fist to show his strength.

"The questions I just entered into the huge machinery, and the questions I entered here examined your understanding of philosophy, history, culture and mathematics. I think, most basically, you have the ability to become a true [orderer]." The water of the alien face added.

"The real [orderer]?" Wright said curiously.

"It is the degree to which the abilities of other professionals above the order level 3 can be learned or copied. Before that, [Order] had no superpowers. If he had never possessed the magic source power, he would probably be inferior to ordinary people." The water of the strange face explained:

"However, there is a mutually promoting relationship between the upper professions that exist sometimes and sometimes not so obvious. For professions who come to the 'order' through the sequential divination, the person who draws the 'persistence' conclusion will be your best guide and catalyst."

Before Wright asked for the specific details, the water from the other side stretched out two white palms.

After gently rubbing his index finger and middle finger, two cards with dark colors appeared in his hands.

"Order." The water of the alien face held the card in his left hand and stepped forward and handed it to Wright two steps.

"The man wearing a crown held a sharp sword and inserted it into the skeleton. That's right, this is the card content I saw when I was divining with Natasha and Aaron." Wright smiled bitterly, and he remembered Natasha, the [God of Love] "crazy woman".

"This is, persist." The water of the strange face handed over the card in his right hand.

After taking the card, Wright looked at it very carefully.

The top of this card is written with Roman numerals, and the bottom is written with the word "hochi" in the middle of divination. If the meaning can be corresponding, the translation of this word is "persistence".

Then looking up, Wright saw a strong man with his upper body naked.

His body was in a healthy wheat color, and his lower body was wearing white trousers. He was pushing a huge round stone with all his strength on the slope towards the top of the mountain.

Not far above his head was a burning sun. On the far left of the picture was a dark creature staring at the man with scarlet eyes wide open, as if mocking his meaningless behavior.

"The meaning of 'persistence' is that when facing something that seems meaningless to others, a wise person can understand the real value of this matter and create his own future without stopping. The upper profession corresponding to it is [Watcher]. The person who sticks to the top of the mountain watches the arrival of light. When the light comes, the 'order' comes. Therefore, Mr. [Order]," the voice of the water on the other side begins to soften, twist, and become weak:

"My power is indeed about to dry up. I shouldn't have existed on the world. Since the death of the great emperor Ivan Twenty-second, I have been waiting for the arrival of another [Order] like a 'Watcher'. I'm waiting, I'm waiting."

As the emotional cry of the water on the other side was completely turned into a squirming water ball, but he still said passionately:

"I know that the 'Graphic Emblem' will no longer support me after meeting the [Order]. I don't regret it. I have existed. After telling you this information, I will complete my mission. Look, Mr. [Order], the 'Graphic Emblem' has consciously entered your hands. Here, there will be no alien plane under this lake, and you are destined to be a savior-like existence."

"Savior?" Wright repeated in surprise.

Before he could continue to ask about the water of the strange face for more information, endless blue water flowed out from the room in front of him and completely wrapped him up.
To be continued...