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Zhang Ming is still on the plane to Italy.

Let's move the time forward a few days, back to a week ago, and set our sights on an eerie old castle in the suburbs of London, England.

"Ha ha--"

Dio woke up from a nightmare again, panting heavily and soaked in cold sweat.

He forgot which day it started. As soon as he closed his eyes, terrible hallucinations would invade his heart.

Sleep was like an endless torture. He struggled and resisted in the dream, but in the end, there was only one thing he could do, and that was to witness the tragedy happening——

In the dream, the earth is ruled by superpowers, who overthrow the government and enslave ordinary people through violence and blood.

Ordinary people are kept in captivity, and the only remaining meaning of their existence is for the enjoyment of these superpowers. The superpowers unleash their desires to their heart's content, and their methods become increasingly cruel...

"Where are the Avengers?"

As soon as Dio came up with this idea, his dream changed and he was surrounded by corpses.

Captain America, Iron Man, Hulk, Hawkeye... And on the top of the corpse, Zhang Ming was staring blankly at the sky, looking desperately at the sky, with dark red tears of blood flowing out of his eyes!

"Gudong! Gudong!" Dior drank a whole glass of ice water and barely got rid of the shadow of the nightmare.

After the New York War, Dior bid farewell to Zhang Ming and returned to his hometown alone, continuing to clean up the "garbage" in the city at his usual pace.

As a brave man who participated in defeating the Kirita Legion and regaining the Infinity Stones, Odin gave Dio the shield that could block the sun to ensure that he would no longer be afraid of the sun.

But Dio was used to moving at night, training fighting skills in the morning, sleeping in the afternoon, and it was already dusk when he woke up.

The blood-red sunset penetrated the woods and shone on his face. It did not bring him any warmth. Instead, it reminded him of the corpses, blood and riots in his dream.

As the sun set, the castle fell into darkness. He lit a candle, and the flickering light reflected Dior's face on the window.

"This is no ordinary nightmare."

Dior looked at himself on the window, as if he was facing his heart. There was a voice in the dark reminding him:

If you don't do something, everything in your nightmare may become reality!

Do you want to contact Zhang Ming? Dior thought, but he quickly rejected the idea. Now everything is still his imagination. He can't show his premonition to others. Telling his friends will only increase their troubles.

.

Now he can only rely on himself.

Dior pulled up a chair and sat down, trying to recall the details of the dream. Fortunately, this thing was not difficult. It should be said that it was too easy. The torture over and over again made him remember all the details in his heart.

Pulling out a pen, Dior dipped in ink and wrote down the key elements of the dream.

Killings, superpowers, Avengers dead, humans being disarmed, technology regressing...

After writing two full pages, Dior put down the pen. He put the two pieces of paper on the table, and while waiting for the pen ink to dry, he thought about the meaning behind these keywords.

Finally, he circled the word "superpower".

In the dream, Dio could clearly feel his connection with those superpowers, which made him think of the stone ghost mask that turned him into a vampire.

When Dio found the stone ghost mask in the underground study, he also found his grandfather's diary.

The diary records that this mask is a cultural relic passed down by the ancestors of the Brando family and has extremely high historical research value. However, how exactly it was obtained and which ancient civilization it came from are not mentioned at all in the diary. Dio guessed that his grandfather should

Don't understand either.

However, the Brando family has been living in this castle for generations since the Middle Ages. Dio believes that this building that carries the family's bloodline must contain clues about the stone ghost mask.

After a week-long search, Dior read through almost all the books at home and finally found the record in a broken travel diary.

The owner of this travel book is Dior’s ancestor, Lance Brando.

Due to the changes of the times, Dior's family also experienced ups and downs. When it came to Lance's generation, the family was in decline and had to sell off its assets to survive.

At that time, in the 17th century, British colonialism was prevalent, and many young people were unwilling to be ordinary and took sailing ships to explore unknown countries.

Some people have gained enough wealth to enjoy a lifetime by taking risks, while more people have been left in the ocean and foreign lands forever, with no bones left.

Faced with a difficult life, Lance Brando chose to go to sea. He sold his last possessions, leaving only an empty castle, and then embarked on an adventurous journey with his best friends.

Dio lit the lamp and was attracted by the adventures of his ancestors. Reading page after page, he felt that the secret of the stone ghost mask was hidden in this travelogue.

But just as the adventure gradually became more exciting and Lance decided to set sail to a new country, the travelogue suddenly came to an end and Lance embarked on his return journey.

What happened in between?

Dior unfolded the travel notes and saw a flat tear mark.

Someone carefully tore out these pages!

Zhang Ming calls the stone ghost mask the "Terigen Stone", which is a prop that can awaken the abilities of the Inhumans.

Since it can be called a "race", there won't be just one prop of this kind. It should be mass-produced like a vaccine.

And in this disappeared travelogue, it may be recorded that the location where Lance Brando obtained the mask is where there are thousands of Terrigen stones that can stimulate superpowers!

This conjecture made Dio feel horrified.

When he woke up, he accidentally killed two maids. This was unfortunate, but it was also lucky. What if Dior did not live in a castle far away from the city, but in the center of London?

Any sane person, after getting the Terrigen Stone and knowing its effects, would find an ocean and throw it into it, never to appear in the world again.

Even a guy who longs for power can at most go to an uninhabited wilderness and secretly try to see if he is the lucky one to gain power.

But... what if it's a madman?

For some purpose or no purpose at all, he knew the location in the travel notes, found a large number of Terrigen Stones, and then went to the most prosperous urban area to stimulate the effect of Terrigen Stones...

That would be a human tragedy.

Dio didn't dare to think about it anymore, he had to stop this from happening.

He looked at Lance's travel notes again. The above are still speculations. There is no mention of the location of the Terrigen Stone in the parts that may have been torn off. It is also possible that Lance tore off this part on his own initiative because he was worried about this.

Secrets will be revealed.

But no matter which possibility it is, Dior must confirm it himself before he can feel relieved.

Dio flipped the travel diary to the front and found a name.

"Robert Spitwagen."

Lance went to sea with Spitwagen. He and Lance had experienced the same adventure stories. People of that era had the habit of writing travel notes. If they still kept it, Dio could get the Terrigen Stone from it.

Exact location!

This is the final clue.

Finding friends from four centuries ago is not an easy task. Nearly four hundred years are enough to erase the traces of a country, let alone an ordinary person's existence.

But this time, luck was on Dior's side.

Not only did the Spittwagan family not die out, but because of their business acumen, they entered many business fields and established a huge business empire.

And his current residence is--

"Italy, Rome."

That night, Dior took a plane and came to this ancient city.

He rented a car and went to Spitwagen's mansion. According to etiquette, he should wait until the next morning and be informed by the housekeeper before revealing his identity and visiting. But Dior couldn't wait any longer. When he thought of the scene in the dream

, and he trembled all over.

Dior parked the car. Behind the tall iron fence were delicately trimmed green plants. At the corner, there were several cameras monitoring the pedestrians on the street.

With Dio's skills, these things couldn't detect him at all.

But just as he easily climbed over the wall and entered the interior, a faint smell of blood floated into his nostrils.

Fresh blood, from healthy adult men.

The vampire instinct helped Dio analyze the smell of blood. He frowned slightly. In just a moment, he had smelled seventeen different smells. This meant that seventeen murders had just occurred in this yard!

Following the smell of blood, Dio found the nearest corpse. As expected, the deceased was a bodyguard. Dio gently pressed the corpse's arm, looked at his hands, and finally opened his suit jacket, revealing a pistol.

He had excellent physical fitness. Judging from his hands, he should have served in the army for a long time. However, such a well-trained man was killed without even being able to draw out his gun. He did not even utter a cry for help.

Already.

The murderer is an expert in killing.

Dio closed the corpse's eyes, not daring to delay, and turned into a black shadow and rushed into the mansion.

As soon as he opened the door and took a step, Dior felt his right foot tripped on something. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a steel wire as thin as a hair.

One end of the wire was nailed to the wall, and a grenade was hung on the other end.

"Fake!" Dio yelled and was swallowed up by the flames of the explosion.

The man who was rummaging for something on the second floor suddenly stopped when he heard the explosion. He silently and quickly walked to the window without sticking his head out. He just opened the window slightly and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

He heard Dio getting up.

"Only one person...didn't he die in the explosion just now? Are you lucky, or..." the man clenched his fists, "are you a person with abilities like me?"

He returned to where he was before, put an old notebook into his suitcase, then took out his lighter and threw it on the ground. The man had sprinkled gasoline before, and the flames spread to the entire house in a matter of seconds.

At this time, Dior had just stood up. He saw the strange man leaving quickly from the roof, and immediately chased after him.