Chapter 143
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This time, the deep sleep was not like the usual closing of the eyes and opening them again, and the night passed.
Huai Shi felt like he was really asleep.
Immersed in the pain of the source material splitting...
The pain brought by the punishment of the vow still lingered in his body, even in the fragments of countless broken dreams, it was still so clear, even shattering the coherent consciousness, just like iron pieces being hammered by an iron hammer on an iron felt.
Reforge with the flames of pain, to ensure that this sharp tool can continue to fulfill its mission.
But for Huai Shi, it was an inescapable torture.
His consciousness was enduring the torment of pain every moment, until finally, in a daze, he forgot who he was and immersed himself in those fragmented memories.
In the end, only countless solemn voices echoed in the darkness.
"Abraham, today your hands are stained with unjust blood, this will be the proof of your redemption, and also a part of your sin..."
"You have dirtied your own hands, avoiding more hands touching the darkness. You bear the guilt, allowing more souls to step onto the ladder of heaven..."
"If your sins are not allowed, your redemption will be distant."
"What has happened will be erased; what has been done must be recorded... There is nothing new under the sun, nor will there be outside the sun."
...
In the end, those thunderous voices echoed in his ears, as if to engrave irrefutable laws in his soul:
"——This world has remained the same throughout eternity."
Huai Shi opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling as if he had traveled through time, his mind empty.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I supposed to do?
"You finally woke up?" Ai Qing's voice sounded in his ears. "You slept for a long time."
"I... am Huai Shi?" He finally distinguished his own part from the chaotic memories, and the Book of Fate rearranged everything, but he still couldn't pull his thoughts out of the chaos.
"How long did I sleep?"
"Twenty-seven hours." Ai Qing sighed. "Exactly twenty-seven hours."
During the long twenty-seven hours, she tried every means to wake Huai Shi up, but all her interference outside the game was in vain.
The sound of dice constantly rang out, and countless complicated judgments flowed in front of Ai Qing, making it difficult to find the key points.
The KP smiled from beginning to end, quietly enjoying her gloomy appearance, holding the character card of "Clement" in his hand, waiting for her surrender and giving up.
As long as she was willing, the game could start again at any time.
If Huai Shi remained asleep and didn't wake up, Ai Qing didn't even know how long her meaningless persistence could continue.
But in fact, persistence had already become meaningless.
When KP revealed the hidden card in front of her, she knew that her struggle had probably failed.
In contemplation, she suddenly heard Huai Shi's voice:
"Ai Qing, are you hiding something from me?"
"Hmm?"
She instinctively frowned and looked at KP, but KP just smiled, playing with his dice in his hand, and shrugged innocently.
"You gave me too little instruction." Huai Shi said. "If it were before, even if you remained silent, you wouldn't let me go astray, right?"
"..."
Ai Qing remained silent for a long time, just saying, "I'm thinking."
"Do you have a result?"
"Yes." Ai Qing answered unhappily. "The result of thinking is that I found out that here, just like the outside reality, most of the time, thinking is useless and only harms oneself.
I have no way to solve the current dilemma. To be honest, I also want to provide you with effective advice that can solve the essence of the problem, but you probably won't like it."
She paused for a moment and lowered her eyes unwillingly. "How to complete your mission is up to you to decide."
"Hmm?"
Huai Shi was stunned. "My mission? Paracelsus? Didn't he die half a year ago?"
Find the original at bit.ly/3iBfjkV.
Ai Qing shook her head sympathetically. "You will understand soon."
In that instant, Huai Shi's expression twitched suddenly, feeling the uncontrollable heat and thirst between the madness and the chest that surged from his heart.
It was a craving for blood and death.
Because he saw Lily.
His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst, and a large amount of hormones uncontrollably secreted, plunging him into an indescribable state of frenzy.
As if he had turned into a beast.
Violently convulsing, he raised his hand, struggling to get up like an epileptic patient.
If it weren't for his limbs being weak at the moment, he might have already jumped up and torn her throat apart.
"What's wrong with you?"
Lily looked at him in astonishment, reached out to open his eyes, and lowered her head to examine him carefully. "Difficulty breathing, pupil constriction, irregular heartbeat... Is it an unrecorded side effect?"
A gentle breath blew on his face.
Like the wind in hell.
Causing his canine teeth to slowly lengthen, purple-black capillaries appeared on his pale face, so hideous.
"Don't be afraid."
Lily lowered her head, took out the syringe and the alchemy instruments left by Huai Shi from her waist bag, and quickly injected the colorless potion into his carotid artery.
"Don't worry, it's just a sedative and a harmonizing blood serum."
Lily reached out to test his body temperature and said softly, "Maybe the poison in your body hasn't been completely cleared, this might make you feel better.""No, no..."
Huai Shi gasped for breath, struggling.
The bone-deep killing intent was quickly diluted by exhaustion.
His spasming limbs gradually calmed down, and as the fading purplish-black web on his face disappeared, Huai Shi regained his composure, or rather, he finally managed to suppress the uncontrollable madness and killing intent in his heart and forced himself to calm down.
But countless thunderous roars still lingered in his consciousness.
Like iron-like rules, they constantly brought whipping tremors and thunder-like pain.
Kill her!
He must kill her!
He must kill Paracelsus!
"But that old man died half a year ago!" Huai Shi roared in his mind. "I've been searching for a year, half a year looking for a dead person! The mission has long been completed!"
"But he left something behind, didn't he?"
Ai Qing's voice sounded, full of pity. "Think carefully, Huai Shi. Is your mission really to kill Paracelsus, Abraham van Helsing? Think carefully..."
"Find that person, follow that person, and then kill that person!"
In a daze, that majestic and old voice rang in his ears again. "At all costs, let the works of that blasphemer, let that deformed child who only defiles the great achievements of the gods be crushed to pieces!"
His... works?
"Yes, his works," Ai Qing said softly. "The only work left behind by the alchemy master who was hailed as the creator of the 'Philosopher's Stone'..."
Philosopher's Stone?
The incarnation of miracles in the mortal world, the universal crystallization, the elixir of immortality, the combination of countless wishes and destinies, one of the five, the one and only... not just used to describe fifth-stage Sublimators.
Since ancient times, this existence has been given lofty expectations and hopes by countless people.
From the beginning, it was an almost impossible miracle peak.
When the Vanguard Society became a thorn in the eyes of the sect, and the Theogony and Cosmogony gradually became irreconcilable, what other work could be crowned with such a lofty title?
In the torn consciousness, Huai Shi pondered hard and finally felt the loneliness and pain of facing an infinite darkness.
Just like finally experiencing Ai Qing's helplessness.
Think, Huai Shi, think carefully... aren't the clues left to you enough?
Think, experience the pain of my thinking... then you will understand...
The only truth.
"Lily."
In that instant, Huai Shi murmured in disbelief, "She... is... created by Paracelsus?"
"Is there any other possibility?"
Ai Qing asked in return.
Clearly, it requires many expensive materials to match the soul's attributes to create it, but in her hands, it becomes so easily a doppelganger...
Clearly, various formulas are needed to create precious potions, but as long as she draws a bit of her own blood, she can transform and create them...
Clearly, she looks mature, but sometimes she acts so childish...
Clearly, Paracelsus is already dead, but when Huai Shi realized the connection between Lily and him, an uncontrollable surge of violent killing intent emerged in his heart.
"This is the final truth, Huai Shi."
Ai Qing sighed.
—In front of you, the registered girl scholar named 'Hera', Lily, is Paracelsus's most outstanding creation!
Just her existence completely overturns the Theogony and elevates the Cosmogony to a whole new level of miracles.
The 'Philosopher's Stone' born from the retort flask, the soul created out of thin air, not bound by the rules of day and night cycles, the combination of countless branches of the Silver Sea... an artificial being!
If it is a false life, there is no second sunrise to welcome.
If there is no soul, it cannot trace back to the sublimation in the tributaries of the Silver Sea and become a Sublimator.
If there is no compassion and kindness, she cannot become a 'Follower' in the Holy Spirit lineage!
A man-made object has gained life, an empty shell has been given a soul, a heretic has become a follower of many holy spirits!
Regardless of which of these three points is related to her, the Holy Spirit lineage will not allow her to live past the next morning!
She must die.
As long as she is alive, it is a denial of the Theogony, a denial of the sect, a denial of the gods!
This is her original sin.
—The 'Child of Original Sin' created by Paracelsus!
"BINGO!"
KP exclaimed, applauding without reservation, expressing his admiration. "You are an excellent investigator, Miss Ai!
Congratulations on solving the hidden puzzle in this module—the death of Paracelsus!"
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This time, the deep sleep was not like the usual closing of the eyes and opening them again, and the night passed.
Huai Shi felt like he was really asleep.
Immersed in the pain of the source material splitting...
The pain brought by the punishment of the vow still lingered in his body, even in the fragments of countless broken dreams, it was still so clear, even shattering the coherent consciousness, just like iron pieces being hammered by an iron hammer on an iron felt.
Reforge with the flames of pain, to ensure that this sharp tool can continue to fulfill its mission.
But for Huai Shi, it was an inescapable torture.
His consciousness was enduring the torment of pain every moment, until finally, in a daze, he forgot who he was and immersed himself in those fragmented memories.
In the end, only countless solemn voices echoed in the darkness.
"Abraham, today your hands are stained with unjust blood, this will be the proof of your redemption, and also a part of your sin..."
"You have dirtied your own hands, avoiding more hands touching the darkness. You bear the guilt, allowing more souls to step onto the ladder of heaven..."
"If your sins are not allowed, your redemption will be distant."
"What has happened will be erased; what has been done must be recorded... There is nothing new under the sun, nor will there be outside the sun."
...
In the end, those thunderous voices echoed in his ears, as if to engrave irrefutable laws in his soul:
"——This world has remained the same throughout eternity."
Huai Shi opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling as if he had traveled through time, his mind empty.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I supposed to do?
"You finally woke up?" Ai Qing's voice sounded in his ears. "You slept for a long time."
"I... am Huai Shi?" He finally distinguished his own part from the chaotic memories, and the Book of Fate rearranged everything, but he still couldn't pull his thoughts out of the chaos.
"How long did I sleep?"
"Twenty-seven hours." Ai Qing sighed. "Exactly twenty-seven hours."
During the long twenty-seven hours, she tried every means to wake Huai Shi up, but all her interference outside the game was in vain.
The sound of dice constantly rang out, and countless complicated judgments flowed in front of Ai Qing, making it difficult to find the key points.
The KP smiled from beginning to end, quietly enjoying her gloomy appearance, holding the character card of "Clement" in his hand, waiting for her surrender and giving up.
As long as she was willing, the game could start again at any time.
If Huai Shi remained asleep and didn't wake up, Ai Qing didn't even know how long her meaningless persistence could continue.
But in fact, persistence had already become meaningless.
When KP revealed the hidden card in front of her, she knew that her struggle had probably failed.
In contemplation, she suddenly heard Huai Shi's voice:
"Ai Qing, are you hiding something from me?"
"Hmm?"
She instinctively frowned and looked at KP, but KP just smiled, playing with his dice in his hand, and shrugged innocently.
"You gave me too little instruction." Huai Shi said. "If it were before, even if you remained silent, you wouldn't let me go astray, right?"
"..."
Ai Qing remained silent for a long time, just saying, "I'm thinking."
"Do you have a result?"
"Yes." Ai Qing answered unhappily. "The result of thinking is that I found out that here, just like the outside reality, most of the time, thinking is useless and only harms oneself.
I have no way to solve the current dilemma. To be honest, I also want to provide you with effective advice that can solve the essence of the problem, but you probably won't like it."
She paused for a moment and lowered her eyes unwillingly. "How to complete your mission is up to you to decide."
"Hmm?"
Huai Shi was stunned. "My mission? Paracelsus? Didn't he die half a year ago?"
Find the original at bit.ly/3iBfjkV.
Ai Qing shook her head sympathetically. "You will understand soon."
In that instant, Huai Shi's expression twitched suddenly, feeling the uncontrollable heat and thirst between the madness and the chest that surged from his heart.
It was a craving for blood and death.
Because he saw Lily.
His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst, and a large amount of hormones uncontrollably secreted, plunging him into an indescribable state of frenzy.
As if he had turned into a beast.
Violently convulsing, he raised his hand, struggling to get up like an epileptic patient.
If it weren't for his limbs being weak at the moment, he might have already jumped up and torn her throat apart.
"What's wrong with you?"
Lily looked at him in astonishment, reached out to open his eyes, and lowered her head to examine him carefully. "Difficulty breathing, pupil constriction, irregular heartbeat... Is it an unrecorded side effect?"
A gentle breath blew on his face.
Like the wind in hell.
Causing his canine teeth to slowly lengthen, purple-black capillaries appeared on his pale face, so hideous.
"Don't be afraid."
Lily lowered her head, took out the syringe and the alchemy instruments left by Huai Shi from her waist bag, and quickly injected the colorless potion into his carotid artery.
"Don't worry, it's just a sedative and a harmonizing blood serum."
Lily reached out to test his body temperature and said softly, "Maybe the poison in your body hasn't been completely cleared, this might make you feel better.""No, no..."
Huai Shi gasped for breath, struggling.
The bone-deep killing intent was quickly diluted by exhaustion.
His spasming limbs gradually calmed down, and as the fading purplish-black web on his face disappeared, Huai Shi regained his composure, or rather, he finally managed to suppress the uncontrollable madness and killing intent in his heart and forced himself to calm down.
But countless thunderous roars still lingered in his consciousness.
Like iron-like rules, they constantly brought whipping tremors and thunder-like pain.
Kill her!
He must kill her!
He must kill Paracelsus!
"But that old man died half a year ago!" Huai Shi roared in his mind. "I've been searching for a year, half a year looking for a dead person! The mission has long been completed!"
"But he left something behind, didn't he?"
Ai Qing's voice sounded, full of pity. "Think carefully, Huai Shi. Is your mission really to kill Paracelsus, Abraham van Helsing? Think carefully..."
"Find that person, follow that person, and then kill that person!"
In a daze, that majestic and old voice rang in his ears again. "At all costs, let the works of that blasphemer, let that deformed child who only defiles the great achievements of the gods be crushed to pieces!"
His... works?
"Yes, his works," Ai Qing said softly. "The only work left behind by the alchemy master who was hailed as the creator of the 'Philosopher's Stone'..."
Philosopher's Stone?
The incarnation of miracles in the mortal world, the universal crystallization, the elixir of immortality, the combination of countless wishes and destinies, one of the five, the one and only... not just used to describe fifth-stage Sublimators.
Since ancient times, this existence has been given lofty expectations and hopes by countless people.
From the beginning, it was an almost impossible miracle peak.
When the Vanguard Society became a thorn in the eyes of the sect, and the Theogony and Cosmogony gradually became irreconcilable, what other work could be crowned with such a lofty title?
In the torn consciousness, Huai Shi pondered hard and finally felt the loneliness and pain of facing an infinite darkness.
Just like finally experiencing Ai Qing's helplessness.
Think, Huai Shi, think carefully... aren't the clues left to you enough?
Think, experience the pain of my thinking... then you will understand...
The only truth.
"Lily."
In that instant, Huai Shi murmured in disbelief, "She... is... created by Paracelsus?"
"Is there any other possibility?"
Ai Qing asked in return.
Clearly, it requires many expensive materials to match the soul's attributes to create it, but in her hands, it becomes so easily a doppelganger...
Clearly, various formulas are needed to create precious potions, but as long as she draws a bit of her own blood, she can transform and create them...
Clearly, she looks mature, but sometimes she acts so childish...
Clearly, Paracelsus is already dead, but when Huai Shi realized the connection between Lily and him, an uncontrollable surge of violent killing intent emerged in his heart.
"This is the final truth, Huai Shi."
Ai Qing sighed.
—In front of you, the registered girl scholar named 'Hera', Lily, is Paracelsus's most outstanding creation!
Just her existence completely overturns the Theogony and elevates the Cosmogony to a whole new level of miracles.
The 'Philosopher's Stone' born from the retort flask, the soul created out of thin air, not bound by the rules of day and night cycles, the combination of countless branches of the Silver Sea... an artificial being!
If it is a false life, there is no second sunrise to welcome.
If there is no soul, it cannot trace back to the sublimation in the tributaries of the Silver Sea and become a Sublimator.
If there is no compassion and kindness, she cannot become a 'Follower' in the Holy Spirit lineage!
A man-made object has gained life, an empty shell has been given a soul, a heretic has become a follower of many holy spirits!
Regardless of which of these three points is related to her, the Holy Spirit lineage will not allow her to live past the next morning!
She must die.
As long as she is alive, it is a denial of the Theogony, a denial of the sect, a denial of the gods!
This is her original sin.
—The 'Child of Original Sin' created by Paracelsus!
"BINGO!"
KP exclaimed, applauding without reservation, expressing his admiration. "You are an excellent investigator, Miss Ai!
Congratulations on solving the hidden puzzle in this module—the death of Paracelsus!"
This time, the deep sleep was not like the usual closing of the eyes and opening them again, and the night passed.Huai Shi felt like he was really asleep.Immersed in the pain of the source material splitting...The pain brought by the punishment of the vow still lingered in his body, even in the fragments of countless broken dreams, it was still so clear, even shattering the coherent consciousness, just like iron pieces being hammered by an iron hammer on an iron felt.Reforge with the flames of pain, to ensure that this sharp tool can continue to fulfill its mission.But for Huai Shi, it was an inescapable torture.His consciousness was enduring the torment of pain every moment, until finally, in a daze, he forgot who he was and immersed himself in those fragmented memories.In the end, only countless solemn voices echoed in the darkness."Abraham, today your hands are stained with unjust blood, this will be the proof of your redemption, and also a part of your sin...""You have dirtied your own hands, avoiding more hands touching the darkness. You bear the guilt, allowing more souls to step onto the ladder of heaven...""If your sins are not allowed, your redemption will be distant.""What has happened will be erased; what has been done must be recorded... There is nothing new under the sun, nor will there be outside the sun."...In the end, those thunderous voices echoed in his ears, as if to engrave irrefutable laws in his soul:"This world has remained the same throughout eternity."Huai Shi opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling as if he had traveled through time, his mind empty.Who am I?Where am I?What am I supposed to do?"You finally woke up?" Ai Qing's voice sounded in his ears. "You slept for a long time.""I... am Huai Shi?" He finally distinguished his own part from the chaotic memories, and the Book of Fate rearranged everything, but he still couldn't pull his thoughts out of the chaos."How long did I sleep?""Twenty-seven hours." Ai Qing sighed. "Exactly twenty-seven hours."During the long twenty-seven hours, she tried every means to wake Huai Shi up, but all her interference outside the game was in vain.The sound of dice constantly rang out, and countless complicated judgments flowed in front of Ai Qing, making it difficult to find the key points.The KP smiled from beginning to end, quietly enjoying her gloomy appearance, holding the character card of "Clement" in his hand, waiting for her surrender and giving up.As long as she was willing, the game could start again at any time.If Huai Shi remained asleep and didn't wake up, Ai Qing didn't even know how long her meaningless persistence could continue.But in fact, persistence had already become meaningless.When KP revealed the hidden card in front of her, she knew that her struggle had probably failed.In contemplation, she suddenly heard Huai Shi's voice:"Ai Qing, are you hiding something from me?""Hmm?"She instinctively frowned and looked at KP, but KP just smiled, playing with his dice in his hand, and shrugged innocently."You gave me too little instruction." Huai Shi said. "If it were before, even if you remained silent, you wouldn't let me go astray, right?""..."Ai Qing remained silent for a long time, just saying, "I'm thinking.""Do you have a result?""Yes." Ai Qing answered unhappily. "The result of thinking is that I found out that here, just like the outside reality, most of the time, thinking is useless and only harms oneself.I have no way to solve the current dilemma. To be honest, I also want to provide you with effective advice that can solve the essence of the problem, but you probably won't like it."She paused for a moment and lowered her eyes unwillingly. "How to complete your mission is up to you to decide.""Hmm?"Huai Shi was stunned. "My mission? Paracelsus? Didn't he die half a year ago?"Find the original at bit.ly/3iBfjkV.Ai Qing shook her head sympathetically. "You will understand soon."In that instant, Huai Shi's expression twitched suddenly, feeling the uncontrollable heat and thirst between the madness and the chest that surged from his heart.It was a craving for blood and death.Because he saw Lily.His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst, and a large amount of hormones uncontrollably secreted, plunging him into an indescribable state of frenzy.As if he had turned into a beast.Violently convulsing, he raised his hand, struggling to get up like an epileptic patient.If it weren't for his limbs being weak at the moment, he might have already jumped up and torn her throat apart."What's wrong with you?"Lily looked at him in astonishment, reached out to open his eyes, and lowered her head to examine him carefully. "Difficulty breathing, pupil constriction, irregular heartbeat... Is it an unrecorded side effect?"A gentle breath blew on his face.Like the wind in hell.Causing his canine teeth to slowly lengthen, purple-black capillaries appeared on his pale face, so hideous."Don't be afraid."Lily lowered her head, took out the syringe and the alchemy instruments left by Huai Shi from her waist bag, and quickly injected the colorless potion into his carotid artery."Don't worry, it's just a sedative and a harmonizing blood serum."Lily reached out to test his body temperature and said softly, "Maybe the poison in your body hasn't been completely cleared, this might make you feel better.""No, no..."Huai Shi gasped for breath, struggling.The bone-deep killing intent was quickly diluted by exhaustion.His spasming limbs gradually calmed down, and as the fading purplish-black web on his face disappeared, Huai Shi regained his composure, or rather, he finally managed to suppress the uncontrollable madness and killing intent in his heart and forced himself to calm down.But countless thunderous roars still lingered in his consciousness.Like iron-like rules, they constantly brought whipping tremors and thunder-like pain.Kill her!He must kill her!He must kill Paracelsus!"But that old man died half a year ago!" Huai Shi roared in his mind. "I've been searching for a year, half a year looking for a dead person! The mission has long been completed!""But he left something behind, didn't he?"Ai Qing's voice sounded, full of pity. "Think carefully, Huai Shi. Is your mission really to kill Paracelsus, Abraham van Helsing? Think carefully...""Find that person, follow that person, and then kill that person!"In a daze, that majestic and old voice rang in his ears again. "At all costs, let the works of that blasphemer, let that deformed child who only defiles the great achievements of the gods be crushed to pieces!"His... works?"Yes, his works," Ai Qing said softly. "The only work left behind by the alchemy master who was hailed as the creator of the 'Philosopher's Stone'..."Philosopher's Stone?The incarnation of miracles in the mortal world, the universal crystallization, the elixir of immortality, the combination of countless wishes and destinies, one of the five, the one and only... not just used to describe fifth-stage Sublimators.Since ancient times, this existence has been given lofty expectations and hopes by countless people.From the beginning, it was an almost impossible miracle peak.When the Vanguard Society became a thorn in the eyes of the sect, and the Theogony and Cosmogony gradually became irreconcilable, what other work could be crowned with such a lofty title?In the torn consciousness, Huai Shi pondered hard and finally felt the loneliness and pain of facing an infinite darkness.Just like finally experiencing Ai Qing's helplessness.Think, Huai Shi, think carefully... aren't the clues left to you enough?Think, experience the pain of my thinking... then you will understand...The only truth."Lily."In that instant, Huai Shi murmured in disbelief, "She... is... created by Paracelsus?""Is there any other possibility?"Ai Qing asked in return.Clearly, it requires many expensive materials to match the soul's attributes to create it, but in her hands, it becomes so easily a doppelganger...Clearly, various formulas are needed to create precious potions, but as long as she draws a bit of her own blood, she can transform and create them...Clearly, she looks mature, but sometimes she acts so childish...Clearly, Paracelsus is already dead, but when Huai Shi realized the connection between Lily and him, an uncontrollable surge of violent killing intent emerged in his heart."This is the final truth, Huai Shi."Ai Qing sighed.In front of you, the registered girl scholar named 'Hera', Lily, is Paracelsus's most outstanding creation!Just her existence completely overturns the Theogony and elevates the Cosmogony to a whole new level of miracles.The 'Philosopher's Stone' born from the retort flask, the soul created out of thin air, not bound by the rules of day and night cycles, the combination of countless branches of the Silver Sea... an artificial being!If it is a false life, there is no second sunrise to welcome.If there is no soul, it cannot trace back to the sublimation in the tributaries of the Silver Sea and become a Sublimator.If there is no compassion and kindness, she cannot become a 'Follower' in the Holy Spirit lineage!A man-made object has gained life, an empty shell has been given a soul, a heretic has become a follower of many holy spirits!Regardless of which of these three points is related to her, the Holy Spirit lineage will not allow her to live past the next morning!She must die.As long as she is alive, it is a denial of the Theogony, a denial of the sect, a denial of the gods!This is her original sin.The 'Child of Original Sin' created by Paracelsus!"BINGO!"KP exclaimed, applauding without reservation, expressing his admiration. "You are an excellent investigator, Miss Ai!Congratulations on solving the hidden puzzle in this modulethe death of Paracelsus!"
