Barrier of Light

Warehouse C29 is the largest warehouse in Area C.

The small city of Inta is divided into four areas ABCD. There are hundreds of identical steel cabins in the four areas. Except for [Deep Sea], no one knows about these iron sheets entrenched in the wind and snow. What is in the belly of a dead thing?

There was a "click".

The communicator was crushed.

The rustling fragments fell from Bai Zesheng's palm. He let go of his palm, and the broken communicator fell mixed with the wind and snow.

The chin of the black windbreaker swayed in the heavy snow.

He adjusted the brim of his hat, revealing the gradually changing face... Bai Zesheng controlled the power of the sealed object, and the face changed bit by bit from Bai Buzheng and returned to his own.

"It seems like ten more days of snow... won't freeze you to death."

He looked at the young man in staff uniform in front of him, clapped his hands, and said calmly: "You should know that Inta's closure order was issued remotely from Nagano... It was impossible for me to intervene at that time, the head of the family was watching. On."

On the other side of the wind and snow, stood an ink-like shadow.

In the bleak night.

He seemed to be one with the darkness around him.

It's just that... there was a faint smell of blood, emitting in the wind and snow. Although it was knocked away in an instant and disappeared in the cold air, this was a real "trace" after all.

There was light blood on Shadow's work clothes. His breathing was still calm, but his voice sounded a little weak: "The link is interrupted... won't those people follow?"

Bai Zesheng smiled.

He raised his head and looked at the tilted source energy panels in the distant sky. In the dark night, these source energy panels were like huge broad swords suspended in the long sky. Tens of thousands of tons of blizzards fell from the broad swords. The face droops.

These floating boards keep the [Deep Sea] signal in two controllable ranges.

Off, the signal is stable.

Turn on, signal disorder.

Bai Zesheng said sarcastically: "At the beginning of the construction of the Yin Tower, I strongly suggested following the example of the Beizhou fortress and casting these 'floating boards', even if this would cost 20% more construction funds than Bai's plan... Obviously this The proposal is wise, without the stable link of [Deep Sea], the entire Inta has become a silent safe house."

"Don't worry, Mr. Jin."

He said calmly: "At present... this stalemate can still last for a while. Although the time is not long, it is enough for tonight's meeting."

Shadow "Mr. Jin" breathed a sigh of relief.

He tore open the front of his overalls, and there was a shocking sharp cut on his chest where the tights were attached. This wound was torn repeatedly, infected, and had become suppurative... And because of the extremely cold environment, the pustules at the cut were covered. A fine layer of ice slag.

Bai Zesheng narrowed his eyes.

He took out the second tube of potion from his sleeve and threw it.

It is an improved version of the previous injection... In comparison, the effect of the medicine is not so strong, and there are not too many side effects.

This injection of medicine can be regarded as a "stimulant", which can enable extraordinary people to maintain high levels of hormone secretion, thereby maintaining a high mental state... Of course, after the effect of the medicine wears off, the user will pay a certain price for it and fall into a period of The spirit of time languishes.

After nearly a hundred hours of desperate running.

Every minute, every second, his mental strength is highly tense. No matter how complete Mr. Jin's willpower is, he can hardly hold it anymore.

Take the potion.

Shadow endured the pain and injected it into the wound... At first his body trembled violently, but after a few seconds it returned to complete calm. The needle was not thrown away, but was properly kept.

"There was an accident in the Tundra assassination... There is someone who hid deeper than me. This is your dereliction of duty."

Mr. Jin's mental strength returned to stability, and he looked at Bai Zesheng coldly, "You know Baixiu so well...don't you know that there are such sacrificers hiding around him?"

"I refuse to take responsibility for this matter." Bai Zesheng said expressionlessly: "When Bai Xiu left Nagano, I had clearly conveyed the information... He must be accompanied by the Bai family's 'sacrifice', which was appointed by the head of the family. Even Bai Xiu himself does not know what kind of existence the sacrificer is. And you...since you have arranged the assassination, you need to make it foolproof. Since you failed, don't look for reasons on me. In order to clean up the mess of this incident... I still have a lot of trouble to deal with."

Mr. Jin could only remain silent after listening.

After two seconds, Mr. Jin sighed and said in a complicated voice: "I have tried my best. The sacrificer... is different from other sacrificers I have encountered before. He is a madman, and the first knife was already He was fatally wounded, half of his head was about to be chopped off, but even so, he was still undaunted, blocked all the attacks, and even fought back."

Just a few words.

Although Bai Zesheng did not witness the assassination on the tundra ice lake... he could probably imagine the specific tragic scene.

No wonder Bai Xiu was so angry in the clan hall.

Mr. Jin looked at Bai Zesheng and said, "If the assassination fails this time, we can still look for the next opportunity."

"Next chance?"

Bai Zesheng smiled, lowered his voice, and said angrily word by word: "Do you know...how difficult it is to find this opportunity? The right time, right place, right people...next time, maybe this monster Bai Xiu has become a banned person. By then, he will crush you with just two fingers, just like squeezing an ant to death!"

Mr. Jin shook his head and said nonchalantly: "I can die, but it's not for this mission... Lord Shenzuo hopes that I will live and leave Dongzhou alive."

When Bai Zesheng heard the word "God's Seat", his expression gradually calmed down.

His face regained its calmness.

Sanity returns.

Yes... Bai Buzheng can die, even ten thousand times, but this man cannot die... Once he dies, too much information will be exposed.

"This time, I will send you away...but after returning, I will tell the throne that it will not be suitable for you to do anything again for a long time."

Bai Zesheng took a deep breath.

Mr. Jin raised his eyebrows, "A long time?"

"At least half a year... maybe... longer..." Bai Zesheng lowered his eyes and said calmly: "If the mission fails this time, the head of the family may be suspicious of me... Plus I have to send you off tonight, I need to rest 'It's been a while."

Mr. Jin was startled.

next moment.

The huge windbreaker in front suddenly moved.

Bai Zesheng walked on the snow, very fast, and he was in front of the opponent in an instant. He stretched out his hand to hold the long knife at the shadow's waist. The long knife was instantly unsheathed, and the shadow of the knife flew away!

After flipping the knife, it was aimed at his chest... Bai Zesheng didn't hesitate and hit him directly!

A "tear" sound!

A pool of blood penetrated his back and splashed onto the snow.

Shadow never expected... Bai Zesheng would be so decisive in attacking him!

The sharp blade penetrated the chest.

Bai Zesheng's expression showed a trace of pain, and then he looked at Mr. Jin's side——

There was a body lying limply there.

Bai Zesheng closed his gloves.

He snapped his fingers hard!

There was a "boom"!

Fiery flames danced wildly next to the C29 warehouse. The innocent man who had been replaced by his work uniform was instantly ignited by the high-pitched flames!

In the raging flames, his face turned into ashes, the swaying ashes danced wildly with the wind and snow, and the flames exploded in the darkness, attracting the attention of many people in an instant.

"During the process of arresting the murderer, I was attacked and fought back...killing the murderer of the Tundra Ice Lake case on the spot. Although the body was severely incinerated and could not be identified, this knife can be used for trace identification to determine your identity." identity."

Bai Zesheng's voice was hoarse, "After Yinta's defense is lifted, you can leave...but I will not provide any help in the future..."

By the end, his voice gradually became muffled.

Bai Zesheng's consciousness began to fade.

This knife is really deep!

If he wasn't ruthless, how could he have deceived so many pairs of Bai's eyes?

Mr. Jin was startled by Bai Zesheng's "drawing the sword" without warning, but he quickly regained his composure. Whistles and piercing sounds had already sounded in the distance. It seemed that the tower's blazing light would soon be restored.

"Lord God...will remember every drop of your blood."

He took a deep breath, lowered the brim of his hat, and quickly retreated into the darkness. Before leaving, he did not forget to say these words.

Bai Zesheng didn't respond, he just smiled sarcastically.

Then he fell into a pool of blood.

Tens of seconds later, the blazing headlights fell violently, and the entire warehouse in Zone C was as bright as day. The supporters who arrived at the speed of light saw the second elder who was pierced by a long knife and lying prone on the ground, as well as the two elders who were swaying on the ground. The skeletal ashes swirling in the air with the wind and snow...

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Inta's phone call was made, crossing the entire tundra and arriving in Nagano.

When the call is connected.

The man was wearing a long robe and was sitting in front of the wooden floor of the ancient house in the ancestral hall. He raised his eyes and glanced at the young man beside him, and chose to go out hands-free.

The entire case was reported bit by bit by the person in charge of Inta, with meticulous attention to detail...

There is another observer in the Zongtang.

White sleeves.

After listening, the head of the Bai family picked up the communicator and handed it to Bai Xiu, indicating that he could ask.

Baixiu shook his head.

The head of the Bai family lowered his eyes and said softly: "So... is Zesheng still in a coma?"

The communicator was slightly startled.

"Yes... the second elder is still being rescued. He is seriously injured. The knife penetrated from the left chest and missed the heart by just a hair. It is a blessing among misfortunes..."

"alright."

The head of the family interrupted the report over the communicator and said: "I already know the basic situation of the case. When the operation is over, tell Zesheng... take a good rest during this time."

Communication hung up.

The head of the family looked at Baixiu, shook the communicator in his hand, and asked lightly: "Just now...don't you have nothing to say?"

"No."

Bai Xiu shook his head and said: "Since the case is over...asking questions is meaningless. If I already have another answer in my mind, then I will not read the file at all."

The head of the Bai family smiled.

For a certain group of people in this world, the word "persuasion" is actually meaningless.

They have their own answers in mind.

So... they won't be convinced.

"Do you have another answer in your mind?" The head of the Bai family pointed it out directly and said calmly: "Do you think there is someone else who planned the Tundra assassination... So, who do you think it is?"

"It doesn't matter who it is."

Bai Xiu said: "The important thing...he will not be Bai Buzheng. Killing the two 'culprits' is nothing more than giving me an explanation and giving an explanation to the Presbyterian Church. Once this case is closed, it will be considered unsolved." "

Don't wait for the head of the family to speak.

Baixiu continued: "I promised the second elder that I would not spread the word."

The man sighed, shook his head, changed the subject, and asked with a smile: "Since you already know... there are still people in the Presbyterian Church who are watching you, at this juncture, do you still want to leave for Huaiyin?"

"I prefer to believe that the will behind the Tundra assassination came from forces outside Nagano."

Bai Xiu said slowly: "Because the biggest person in the Bai family is standing in front of me. If you want me to die...it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Hearing this, the man sighed again and said, "Don't say this word anymore...it's unlucky."

Baixiu was a little helpless.

"Actually, I want to say..." The head of the Bai family stood up and said, "Since it's so unsafe outside, why don't I accompany you to go to Huaiyin first, and then go to the Tundra Ice Lake to retrieve Qulong? body... Of course, if you insist on finding a reason, you can understand it as my guilt for this assassination, or you can understand it as the importance Bai Shi attaches to you."

Bai Xiu fell into silence.

He shook his head and said, "No need... I want to be alone for a while."

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"Lord God...the mission failed."

"But...I'm still alive."

The tundra is very windy and snowy.

This is a no-man's land where no one is seen all year round. After leaving Inta, heading west, you will see such a huge wasteland. Mr. Jin did not choose to go south, because once he left the no-man's land, [Fengtong]'s control would become tighter.

In the belly of a cave, a campfire crackled.

The spiritual link is completed.

In the supreme "divine authority", Mr. Jin finally saw his spiritual beliefs.

A young man in moon-white robes with his eyes tightly closed.

"I was seriously injured... It seems that I can't last much longer. Without your 'miracle', I'm afraid I can only live for three more days..." Mr. Jin's lips were a little withered, and the power of the medicine was exerting Fading away, his steel-like willpower is also disintegrating. Even if he forcibly cheers up, he can feel the collapse of the thoughts in his mind.

Whatever you gain, you must pay a price.

"You overestimate yourself."

On the other side of the spiritual link, the boy in moon-white robe did not open his eyes.

He spoke calmly and said: "With your current situation, you will not survive a day in the tundra..."

Mr. Jin was startled.

"If nothing else goes wrong, the head of the Bai family will set off tomorrow to personally investigate the body of Qulong in the tundra ice lake... This man is much sharper than you think. As for the body that was burned to death in Inta, The gray corpse cannot be counted as a corpse, just like the destroyed evidence, it cannot be counted as evidence. It is just a knife and cannot prove anything."

"Of course, no one can prove that you are dead, and no one can prove that you are still alive."

The young man smiled sarcastically, "So Bai Zesheng had no choice. He could only choose to stab himself, but this was really a stupid thing to do... It doesn't mean that the deeper you stab yourself, the more convincing others will be. With Bai Zesheng The character of the head of the family, as long as the identity of Inta’s corpse is not confirmed, no matter how calm and gentle he appears on the surface, he will not really dispel his suspicion deep down.”

Mr. Jin's lips trembled slightly.

"So... you have to live, get out of the tundra alive, and return to Middle-earth alive."

The voice of these words echoed in the stone walls of the cave.

It's as mellow as an old wine.

The broken snow on the mountain wall rustled down.

Mr. Jin's eyes suddenly changed, and his distracted eyes instantly glowed.

In just a few seconds, his expression was no longer pale, and blood no longer seeped out from the wound... He stood up, his bones crackling, and his entire body returned to its peak state.

And he didn't inject the medicine.

This is something that cannot be understood using "common sense"... He didn't come into contact with any material at all, he just listened to a sentence from the other side of the spiritual link.

An ordinary, extremely ordinary sentence.

In this case, anyone can say it...but only one person can create such an "effect".

Bacchus.

Mr. Jin pursed his lips. He felt as if his blood had regained its vitality, and the fatal wound on his chest no longer ached. It was unimaginable that this understatement was more effective than Bai Zesheng's medicine!

It's like...it's like being reborn!

For everything you gain, you must pay a price?

No...there are exceptions.

God is the exception.

"Come back." Dionysus said softly: "I'll wait for you at the Tower of Source."

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The spiritual link is broken.

The boy in the moon-white robe returns to the real world.

The wind and snow in the wilderness, the swaying bonfire... all turned into nothing and gradually disappeared at the moment when the spiritual link was disconnected.

In front of the Dionysus seat, darkness returned.

He sat on a sacred throne as white as snow. He raised his hand and a maid handed him wine. When he stood up, a servant helped him to the ground... But this was the top of the Tower of Source. He only had to walk a few steps to the observation deck. Outside the railing, there are thousands of clouds, the sun rises and sets, the moon rises and the stars move.

He couldn't see any of this.

Even if he sits on the highest throne in the world, with a crown studded with pearls and stones, what's the use?

The Dionysus came to the observatory. He dismissed all the waiters, silently stretched out his hand, touched the illusory clouds, and felt what the world could see but could not touch.

The saddest thing in the world.

In fact, you can touch it, but you can't see it.

After leaving the "spiritual world", he was left with... endless darkness.

In the distance of the clouds, a faint mocking voice sounded.

"How long are you going to be blind... for how long?"

The man in red robe is sitting cross-legged in the high-altitude sea of ​​clouds outside the Tower of Source. If you reach the highest level of the Tower of Source, you will find that he is more dazzling than the sun and more brilliant than the moon... The dome The entire sea of ​​clouds was spinning around him.

Dionysian's expression remained unchanged.

In fact, he tried to open his eyes more than once...but every time, the man's voice would sound uncontrollably in his heart.

["I hope that in the coming days, you can remain a blind man, and I will keep an eye on you...at every sunrise, every morning. As long as there is light, there will be me."

"If you use your 'spiritual mind', then I will take action again..."

"Next time, it won't be as simple as being 'blind'.\