hunter rule

The Rhine family is an extremely special existence in the center of mankind.

Everyone knows that Rhine is the holder of the legendary [Giant God Weapon Orubaik], and his top ancestor is the top of all order mages in this era.

Cronus Rhine.

Within his family, almost all are order mages who possess powerful slate monsters, and under Cronus, his eldest son, Hestia's [Blue Eyes White Dragon], is the most famous.

[Blue-Eyes White Dragon] is not a real-name monster, but it has a level beyond that of a real-name monster and possesses the terrifying power to destroy everything.

"Does the Rhine family have anything to do with this girl named Missala?"

Su Lin's eyes flashed with thoughts.

[Blue Eyes White Dragon] is not some inferior and weak slate monster, but a super monster in the true sense.

"Then...where is that girl?"

Zhao Guangli asked at this moment.

"Dead, long dead."

Huruf said with a sly smile: "I remember she was moved from the third floor to the second floor, and she died after a while."

"Deep in the second floor, in the middle of the small door, there are several separate compartments, which are generally called [important areas] by administrators. They are also the relay zone to the third floor of China Unicom. What you are looking for

That girl was originally in that place."

"Of course...she died there too."

dead.

Zhao Guangli got this exact answer.

The girl named Mishara died in the confinement room of Tianqiyuan.

"How did you know?"

Zhao Guangli flapped his wings and stared at Hurufu.

"It's normal. I'm very good at communication... and at that time, I watched the administrators pull the girl's body out with my own eyes. Under normal circumstances, the existence of the confinement room is because it is valuable to Tianqi Institute.

As for those who survive, there are still only a few who are really dead."

Zhao Guangli nodded and then flew up.

"knew."

"Hey, wait, it should be me next, right?"

Zhao Guangli glanced at Hurufu who was in the dark, and could only see a faint and thin outline: "I still have something to do, old man, just stay here and I will come see you next time."

Regardless of Hurufu's cry, Zhao Guangli's black crow slowly dissipated in the air.

Zhao Guangli opened his eyes.

"The second floor of the confinement room, the important area, is inside."

Zhao Guangli held the black box and looked into the depths of the darkness: "That's the passage connecting to the third floor."

"Let's go,"

The surrounding reliefs are full of weird colors, and every stroke of the oil paintings is full of penetrating meaning, and the characters painted above seem to be about to run out at any time.

"Zhao Guangli, the whole thing is a little weird."

Su Lin whispered in Zhao Guangli's ear: "The white dragon is one of the trademarks of the Rhine family, but according to Hurufu, the high-ranking people who sent Missala in called the girl [Blue Eyes White Dragon].

"

"Matthew and Missala should be related, and it is precisely because of this that he wants us to kill Cronus Rhine... Of course, although this is a fantasy, it at least shows his

manner."

Zhao Guangli nodded.

ahead.

The small door was unlocked.

Zhao Guangli carefully opened the door while wearing gloves. Above the door was a skull representing danger.

Although there are dangers everywhere in the confinement room, signs like this still make people shudder.

"Important area."

Zhao Guangli frowned and entered the space.

A rancid smell filled the entire area, an indescribable stench.

There are only four rooms in the entire space, corresponding to four metal doors.

"All three are locked, but..."

Zhao Guangli looked at the one on the outermost side.

"This one is open."

"I didn't feel any abnormal aura, not even the aura of life activity... This room is empty."

Zhao Guangli slowly approached the door of the room.

Different from the outside, the rooms in important areas do not have any details of the abnormality written on the outside, only the blood-colored walls.

Squeak.

Zhao Guangli gently pushed open the door. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still frightened by the sight in front of him.

Small room.

There is only one bed.

The yellow walls were all covered with blood marks.

"It was picked out with... fingers."

Zhao Guangli slightly approached the blood-colored marks on the walls. The lines seemed to be carved on them.

"It's very painful... It's very painful for the people who carved these marks."

Zhao Guangli took off his gloves and touched the blood. The sticky feeling made Zhao Guangli feel slightly uncomfortable.

"It has even reached the point of despair...but the owner of the mark is not dead. She retains her own hope in her heart. She may feel that she might be able to get out of this hell on earth."

Su Lin opened his eyes wide: "What do you mean?"

"These marks were used by the original owner of this house to record the number of days."

Zhao Guangli sighed, his eyes covered with blood.

There were a lot of blood stains on the ground, which had long since turned dark and even condensed in the corners.

The extremely tattered bed was covered with yellow and dark blood-stained sheets.

A kerosene lamp above had been extinguished long ago.

"It's really hard to live in a place like this with all these anomalies."

Zhao Guangli said in a low voice.

It is simply not a place where humans can live.

"Boy, come and look, there are words here!"

Su Lin jumped off Zhao Guangli's body, looked around, and soon made new discoveries.

In the corner behind the gate, there are a few lines of small red characters called "Juan Xiu".

"They said that as long as I behaved, they would let my father and mother go."

"Missala is very good. She didn't cry out no matter how painful it was."

"God, can you protect me?"

"it hurts."

"it hurts."

"It's been a month and it's almost over... They said they would pay to treat my mother's illness."

"I will also expand my father's clinic. Then Missala will secretly find two helpers. My father will be very happy."

"it hurts."

"My father doesn't believe in God, but I do. The great gods will definitely bless Missala, my father, and my mother...that's right."

"it hurts."

"it hurts."

"it hurts."

"[White Dragon] is a demon...that's what they say."

"The doctor said that the operation is almost completed and she will be fine soon. Missala does not need to return to the solitary room."

As we get to the later stage, the red writing on the top becomes smaller and more rapid.

The originally beautiful small characters also looked surly and twisted.

"sorry."

"My mother's illness is cured...she should be cured."

"I have been dreaming these days. I dreamed that I secretly played with my father's scalpel and was scolded."

"sorry."

"Father, Missala, can't come back."

Once here, the writing disappears.

Zhao Guangli was silent, not knowing what to say.

The girl who died in this room... seems to be... different from the real anomalies of Tuwu and Yutan?

The way he spoke and the language he recorded were completely that of a normal person.