At the request of Lan Mu, a man in his thirties took him to see Lingshi.

This man is called Eleven, who is actually zero eleven.

They are all interpreters, numbering starting from 01, they are the absolute core trained through repeated selection and rigorous tests, and they are also the leaders of the organization.

So far, due to the scarcity of approved containment items, there have been only 18 interpreters at the same time in the past 100 years, so the numbering ends at eighteen.

However, in fact, the remaining interpreters of CANC include four leaders, and only eight are left.

They are zero three, zero five, zero six, zero eight, zero ten, zero eleven, zero twelve, and zero sixteen.

Needless to say, those with empty numbers are naturally dead. Generally speaking, the number of the dead interpreter can be supplemented. A successor is selected from the interpreter candidates, and the name and shelter are inherited.

However, numbers 1 and 2 are always vacant because these two are the creators of the organization.

The highest number of inheritance is zero, a total of nine times. Before the discovery of the insect race, the fantasy right hand was not actually allowed as a containment object for the interpreter, but it was so vital to the insect race that it was allowed to select the relevant interpreter.

Countless elites collapsed in front of it and chose to die until Gaia’s uncle became the current zero. Because Zero Ten’s persistence is a miracle, CANC has contributed to the 40 years of sticking to the moon. If it is not for the characteristics of the imaginary right hand, he is definitely the best candidate for the leader. No one can mention on equal terms with his credit.

Gaia’s number is sixteen. She is probably the only one “Second Generation of Taoist Interpreters”. His uncle’s contribution is not retributable in the organization, so the task is relatively easy to contain. The’Earth Contract’ was inherited by her.

But in the mouths of two future men, she is also the first interpreter to defect in history.

“Are you zero ten?” Lan Mu saw zero ten in a living cabin on the monthly table.

May 18-19 years old, with a beard, but a lot of white hair, mixed with black hair accounting for 70%.

At this time, Ling Shi has passed through the time of severe soul pain, and a tablet computer is hung on his left arm anytime and anywhere, obviously to facilitate the acquisition of fantasy weapons.

“Angel Gabriel, I know you…You are not a companion in the organization, you don’t have to call me zero, you can call me Reinhardt.”

His The voice was hoarse and deep.

Lan Mu looked at him in amazement and even saw through his soul.

At this moment, he felt a little unbelievable.

“Golden’s soul…”

In the eyes of the angel Lan Mu, Reinhardt’s soul is not strong, with only five spirit strength, but it shines with golden rays of light , That’s not real light, just a trait that appears in the eyes of angels!

“Saint…Fuck, saint!”

Lan Mu couldn’t help but swear in his heart. Seeing the immediately of this kind of soul, he was almost instinctive. Clearly clarify this characteristic.

So far, there are about 4 billion devout believers in Lan Mu, not a saint, not even a little close.

The traits of saints represent their absolute unshakable faith and absolute persistence! God’s most proud assistant and most trustworthy subordinate.

As long as his main god is not a miser, saints can also become gods. Yes, believe in and believe in themselves as gods…

Actually, Reinhardt is not real Saint, because he is not dead. The saints need to enter the Divine Kingdom to be able to be a god, even the worst Divine Kingdom can be.

Where is the Divine Kingdom in this world? Reinhardt didn’t believe in God either. Lan Mu could see that he believed that he believed in CANC dogma…protection, containment, and control.

“It’s a pity.” Lan Mu was really furious. A containment organization that is not even religious, even has saints.

“What’s wrong with believing? Believe in this swindle organization? It’s a lonely ghost, or the kind that can’t be dissipated!”

Lan Mu was shocked when he thought of this. This person was smashed by CANC.

Can you renege on a debt if you die? Fantasy right hand punishment is on the soul, which means that whether you die or not, you have to be punished. Those people who were renege on a debt in front were okay. They were tortured to commit suicide and disappeared after death for at least a month.

However, Reinhardt…he is so persistent and determined that he has not only not collapsed under several decades of torture, but has been continuously tempered into a saint. He sacrificed his own suffering and did not know how many people he protected. This is equivalent to a suffering ceremony, which is one of the foundations of the birth of a saint.

His soul is immortal and will be led to the heaven he believes in…Of course this is part of the situation, and part of the situation is that there is no Divine Kingdom…

There is no way Because the steadfastness of the saints cannot be changed by even God.

When the soul of a saint is matched with the soul punishment of fantasy right hand?

This combined into a tragedy, a soul that is always tortured.

Is there anyone worse than this? To live and suffer, and to be tortured forever after death. Not only is it not good to be a saint, but it makes him unable to escape.

Lan Mu didn’t know how to save him in such a strange situation. It was so miserable that there was almost no solution.

“It is not impossible, as long as the entanglement of the fantasy right hand is removed…then you can only pay the debt…”

The method of payment for the fantasy right hand ability is imagination. How much has Reinhardt owed for so many years? Hard to calculate!

If we have to use human imagination to pay, I am afraid that human beings will completely lose their creativity. Even without creativity, is there hope for this race? And didn’t Reinhardt endure all this precisely because he wanted to preserve the human imagination? If the debt is repaid, wouldn’t it be a waste of suffering for so many years?

So there is almost no solution.

These thoughts are a long story, but the reality is only a moment away.

Lan Mu originally wanted to use Gaia’s relationship with him to try to win over him, but now he has no choice but to give up.

He said to Reinhardt: “I just came to see you, nothing happened…”

Eleven on the side felt that this angel was unfathomable mystery, in his opinion Cooperation with a containment object is difficult to accept. If it weren’t for Themis’s order, he would not trust an angel.

“Since there is nothing wrong, according to the task given to me by Themis, I will take you down from the D3 battle line to 150 kilometers underground, and then continue to find the nuclear heart insect nest and kill the insect race master. “Eleven said.

Lan Mu said: “It’s good if you lead the way, and if you have to follow it, it’s a burden.”

Eleven stopped talking, and finally said nothing. . Although they are on the moon, they also know that the angel’s record and ability are really strong, nothing to say.

He was instructed to lead the way, and at the same time he was able to help Lan Mu kill. After all, CANCimpossible does not show any battle strength. Just waiting for the insect swarms to be cleaned up on it can’t rest assured, always send someone to exterminate the insects.

Themis insisted on sending Eleven to help, so Lan Mu just let him go, so he didn’t stop him when he died.

“Wait, Eleven.” Reinhardt walked over, took a scepter from the tablet in his left arm and handed it over.

Eleven said in surprise: “Don’t you! Alas…” He really didn’t want Reinhardt to abuse his fantasy right hand anymore.

“This is a teleportation scepter, although it is weakened, but the distance is still okay.” After speaking, Reinhardt drew out another True Vision Eye, which was 1.5 metres high, and inserted it directly into the side. on the floor.

“When you encounter a danger that you can’t resist, don’t do it, you must send it back!” Reinhardt said solemnly.

“I’ll get you a spear that penetrates the dead Xiang.” He said, and wanted to get some props.

Eleven hugged him, hooped his arm and choked up: “Don’t take it anymore!”

“I must kill the insect race, when The time comes and you will be free!”

Reinhardt said stiffly with a smile: “Don’t boasting.” Then he broke free of Eleven, quickly operated the tablet, and quickly took it. A handful of scarlet long spear came out and slipped into Eleven’s hands.

Lan Mu was silently watching the stars. It is obvious that the people here on the moon defense line have cultivated a kind of friendship that is even closer than their relatives after getting along for a long time.

But for Eleven, he is indifferent expression. Can you get rid of insect race? I am afraid that when the time comes, what is waiting is not liberation, but more cruel and endless torture.

After he died, even if Reinhardt wanted to pay his debts, he had no chance.

“But the ability to fantasize right hand is really great, and it feels especially suitable for me…” Lan Mu couldn’t help thinking.

“It’s a pity that this side effect…”


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