In the empty corridor, pure white light shines from above, dispersing the shadows and leaving no blind spots. Even the dust is difficult to see on the smooth ground.
Nethaniel walked through the corridor, his speed was neither fast nor slow, and his tall figure swayed slightly, bringing full intimidation.
Soon, Nathaniel's pace stopped. He stood at the end of the corridor, in front of a door with a staff and sword logo. There was also a nameplate on the door with the words "Decision Room" written on it.
Nathaniel did not open the door immediately, but lingered at the door, as if hesitating about some kind of decision.
Leaning against the wall nearby, Nathaniel narrowed his eyes. After a long sigh, he placed the storage container in his hand at his feet. Different symbols were engraved on the surface of the storage container, and the light ones were
A shimmer of light floats in it.
The recovered Immortal Heart is sealed in the container. This forbidden object is extremely dangerous to anyone, but at the feet of Nathaniel, it is just a ball that is not easily destroyed.
Just flesh and blood.
Nathaniel rummaged through his pockets, lit a cigarette for himself, and while puffing away smoke, sadness flashed across his resolute face.
As the deputy director of the Order Bureau, Nathaniel has always disliked coming to the decision-making room. If possible, he would avoid any contact with the decision-making room.
This has nothing to do with the decision-making room itself, it's just that there are people inside that Nethaniel doesn't want to see. Every time he sees him, even Nethaniel's strong heart will be easily shaken.
Nathaniel pulled open his collar, took out the necklace hanging on his chest, opened the flap, and found a picture of a woman inside.
"I always wonder, is it really worth it?"
Nathaniel stared deeply at the woman's face and muttered to himself.
"This is the sadness of mortals. Our life span is too short. Even if we pay the price, the unknown future is still too far away from us. It is not clear whether our price has really played a role. We can only
Blindly heading toward death."
Nathaniel fell silent and said nothing. During the long period of calm, he just stared at the woman's face for a long time. After the cigarette burned out, he slowly closed the lid and picked up the storage container.
Pushing open the door of the decision-making room, Nessanil stepped inside. First there was an unknown darkness, then endless darkness, and then a soft glimmer of light lit up. After a short delay, Nessanil's vision recovered and his vision became bright again.
.
Golden light shines on the dome, and sculptured angels are entrenched in the sky. They have different faces and expressions, either happy, sad, or angry. They all stand upside down on the dome and stretch out their hands towards the earth.
, as if to save something.
Decision-making room·Inverted hall.
Nethaniel stood alone in this golden palace, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, releasing the authority exclusive to the deputy director. The cumbersome mechanical hum in the reverse hall froze for a moment, and then returned like a tide.
Faint singing came from the end of the drowsiness, as if to welcome the arrival of this old friend.
Nethaniel's body became lighter, falling into a state of weightlessness, suspended in the air, and then the direction of gravity was reversed, and Nethaniel fell towards the previous "dome".
With a light turn, Nethaniel landed firmly on the ground, and the ground he had just been on turned into a new dome.
Nathaniel lit another cigarette and flicked the ashes randomly into the golden palace. He did not act immediately, but glanced around.
The angels who previously stretched out their hands towards the world in the sky have now returned to the earth... To be precise, they have never been high in the sky, and they have never been so-called angels.
Many people in the Bureau of Order have been summoned by the decision-making room for various reasons and have witnessed this sacred hall with their own eyes, but they have never known why it is called the Upside Down Hall.
Nathaniel's eyes softly passed over the figures that stretched out their hands toward the sky. They were as numerous as a sea of sand, piled up into mountains, and above them, the deep well that was initially regarded as an abyss, now turned into a sky.
The walls of the well extend upward until the end of the field of vision.
Lifting his feet and stepping on nothingness, a golden path of light was outlined under Nathaniel's feet. The pure ether was cast into stairs. They were continuous and circled into a spiral staircase that reached the end of the sky.
Nethaniel walked for a long time and stepped into the sky of the deep well. He felt that he had risen hundreds of meters, and this ascent continued until he reached the end.
There was a lightless darkness above the dome. Nethaniel stepped into the darkness. The wellhead coming behind him was like a glowing circle compared with the dark world, which was extremely eye-catching.
Nethaniel stood at the edge of the well mouth for a long time. After a long wait, trivial sounds sounded in the darkness, as if countless poisonous insects were crawling on the ground, and they were walking towards Nethaniel.
In the turbid darkness, Nathaniel vaguely saw the hideous and deformed figure, which was as huge as a hill and bloated.
"The Special Operations Group has taken custody of an Immortal Heart. I thought you might be able to use this thing, so I brought it to you."
Nathaniel said, opening the container and pulling out the deformed heart.
As the head of the field department, Nathaniel's behavior was completely inconsistent with the procedures, but he was an honorable person after all, and his lofty position allowed him to ignore most of the rules and regulations.
The evil and abominable Immortal Heart was unable to resist in the hands of Nethaniel. It just squirmed gently, without even the thought of corroding Nethaniel. The instinct from the creature made it feel the ultimate fear.
, as long as Nathaniel wants to, it is not a problem to completely destroy it.
A rickety arm stretched out from the darkness and took over the Eternal Heart from Nethaniel's hand. There seemed to be something aerosol-like squirming in the surrounding darkness. Even at such a close distance, Nethaniel was still
The person who came was unable to see clearly. He was covered in darkness and his body was completely wrapped.
In the darkness, there was the sound of fangs gnawing at flesh, and Nathaniel could clearly distinguish the scream of tearing blood threads, and the sharp sound of blood being squeezed out of flesh.
Nathaniel turned his head and smoked calmly. The smell of blood gradually became so thick that the smell of smoke could not be concealed.
A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness, "Is this the first time you have failed to quit smoking?"
"Many times...I don't care much about this anymore. Anyway, she is gone and no one can care about me anymore," Nathaniel smiled, "And I have never heard of any glorious person dying.
on nicotine.”
Hoarse laughter rang out, and the other party was amused by Nathaniel's boring joke.
"Okay, okay, let's talk serious. The current situation is terrible," Nathaniel's tone became serious, "The Orangutan Sect's actions in the narrow countries are becoming more and more frequent. Group 10
We have tried our best to suppress them, but they seem to be endless and cannot be killed no matter what."
The Kogadel Empire and the Rhine League are entrenched at the two poles of the continent, facing each other. Between the two behemoths, there are many countries. They are squeezed between the gaps, so they are called the narrow countries. The narrow countries
It is the dividing line that separates the two, and it is also the buffer zone between the two.
"The third group issued an early warning to us, and the Happy Park appeared again. No one knows where it will go this time."
Mentioning the Garden of Joy, Nathaniel's mind came to mind with that enchanting figure and the most evil and crazy will.
"This is just an external threat. Within us, the tyrant's behavior is becoming more and more outrageous. I always feel that he may no longer be satisfied with wandering on the wrong road."
Nathaniel confided one piece of bad information after another. He thought that the other party must know this, but Nathaniel still took the trouble to repeat it.
"In comparison, he is much more honest. He just stays in the hotel and watches movies every day. The only trouble is that he hopes to share Boluogo's sight. I have already rejected him."
After dealing with these crazy and evil beings for a long time, Nathaniel became more and more fond of this movie lover, even though he was also a terrible devil.
A sudden response sounded in the darkness, "Saizong has left the Immortal Club."
"What?"
Nathaniel was stunned for a while, and his expression became tense.
"He has been gone for a while." The voice in the darkness continued to reply.
Nathaniel asked seriously, "What should we do?"
"You don't need to do anything, just let him go. Sai Zong is a very special person, and so are the devils behind him... The devils are not united, and we can take advantage of this."
Along with the words in the darkness, trivial sounds lingered around Nathaniel, as if a being in the darkness was walking in circles around him.
Inquiring words came from the darkness, "The really scary thing is not those exposed in our field of vision, but those hidden in the shadows. How long has it been since we observed the existence of those two?"
"Since the fall of the Holy City..." Nathaniel echoed in a low voice.
"Don't think too much, I will take care of everything."
His rickety arm reached out of the darkness and gently patted Nathaniel's shoulder. He also said, "It's time for you to quit smoking. Even so, I can smell the smoke on your body."
"I don't want to quit smoking," Nathaniel simply rejected the other party's proposal. "Sooner or later, I will take over your position and become a member of this darkness."
Nathaniel stared into the darkness, the darkness high above the dome.
"At that time, even if I want to smoke, I won't have a chance... I will have fun and satisfy all my desires before this duty comes, so that I can endure this long darkness."
"I've seen your bills. You include all your personal expenses as public expenses."
"Are you going to punish me?"
"No, I just think that even though you spend almost half of the department's funds on fun every year, you still seem dissatisfied.
Why? Nathaniel.
You have the power of the Glorious One, the power of the deputy director of the Bureau of Order, and enjoy the endless wealth supported by the Rhine Alliance. You can be regarded as a human being standing at the top of the world.
Why are your eyes still full of longing?"
Nathaniel smiled helplessly, he sighed longly, and said quietly, "It's just self-paralysis."
He lit another cigarette, the faint firelight illuminated Nathaniel's face, and his voice was sad.
"Can I see you?"
"You know I'm not her."
"You're just lying to yourself, do you have to ask me to beg you?" Nathaniel said expressionlessly without caring about his identity and status, "Please, my great director, can't let me see him.
See her?"
"..."
The darkness began to squirm and dissipate, and a bloodless face emerged in the darkness. Nathaniel looked at her dreamily. She was just as he remembered, unchanged.
"You don't have to worry about me, Director. I know there are some problems with my style, but please rest assured that I will not betray the Order Bureau or join the devil."
Nathaniel looked at the face in the darkness, taking long puffs of cigarette while talking.
"I never worried about any of this."
The woman spoke, but her voice was a strange male voice.
"This is my only destination," Nathaniel said to himself, "Even if I die outside and have my head cut off, I will pick up my head and try my best to crawl back.
"
Nathaniel stretched out his hand and landed on the woman's face. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "To be honest, I'm looking forward to the day when I fulfill my responsibilities, so that I can be with her."
Withdrawing his hand, the woman's face was once again hidden in the darkness. Nathaniel exhaled a breath of warm smoke. He didn't want to talk to the other party anymore and left. The darkness behind him gradually fell into calm and became quiet.
Pitch black.
When he reached the edge of the well, Nathaniel suddenly stopped again. He turned his head and looked at the darkness behind him, revealing his confusion and confusion.
"Who am I when I fulfill my responsibilities and become one with this darkness?"
Nathaniel questioned, a golden color flashing in his eyes, like a furious lion.
"Am I Nathaniel Vaole, her, or... you?
Become Albert Alfredo."
The darkness did not respond and was indifferent. Nathaniel just smiled disdainfully. He stepped forward into the air, and the ether formed bricks of nothingness, steadily catching his steps.
The gleaming spiral staircase extended downwards, and Nathaniel looked down. He could see countless figures under the dome, in the mortal world, stretching out their hands towards him.
They prayed for some kind of power to come, but after the light of the sky, there was only endless darkness.
"You...are nobody, you are us..."
The deep voice came slowly, lingering in Nathaniel's ears, like an irreversible oath.
"We are who we are."
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