Chapter 181: Finally

"Kulus!"

Surprisingly, it was Holmes who screamed first. Perhaps he wanted to find out the truth, and then wanted to send the father in front of him to prison. After all, in Holmes' view, Cullors, the man in front of him, More than ten years later, there is still no elderly presence that has truly impacted this society.

Not to mention which law was violated, it’s really hard to say, because Holm only created the zombies, and those who take revenge are those who have died. This is a bit like the relationship between the person who created the gun and the gun. .

If someone commits a crime with a firearm, is it possible to blame the person who invented the firearm? What's more, isn't it natural for the person who was killed to seek revenge from the person who killed him? After all, isn’t it normal to pay for a life with a life?

It is precisely because of this that many young people across Europe are pursuing this father. They know that in this era of evil, if they encounter any danger, they can silently comfort themselves at the last moment. In short, as long as your obsession is deep enough, you may have a chance to do it again.

Although this opportunity to come back from the dead does not mean coming back from the dead, at least I can take revenge with my own hands. This is already a great honor and a blessing among misfortunes.

Perhaps even Holm himself could not have imagined that he was extremely popular among young people. Therefore, in Holmes's heart, the person in front of him seemed to be immortal, so it was basically certain that this "father" was also a corpse. Rather than being put in jail, it would be better to keep him under good supervision.

After all, if corpse technology is used on those scientists and great men, wouldn't it also be a blessing?

And the two young assassins, after seeing this scene, couldn't help but grit their teeth, and at the same time couldn't help but cursed in their hearts. It's because of this that they have always disliked the people of the church!

If it weren't for the fact that the church is also for the safety of mankind, as long as it was placed in the early years, when the brothers were just established, most of the people in the church, paranoid guys, would have become members of their brotherhood. Hunting targets.

And Holm, who was enveloped by this sacred light, felt no pain, not even the slightest abnormality. This light did not hurt him at all. Apart from the body's insensitivity, it seemed that his soul felt. I felt a touch of warmth, and behind that warmth, I seemed to see someone sighing, with a bit of regret on their face.

That expression seems to be saying: Why didn't I find you earlier? Oh, oh, what a loss! Such a big boy has not been put to good use in this era... Hey, it seems there is nothing to recycle.

Having traveled around Europe for so long, I can never mistake this expression!

Then the sacred light quickly converged, and the church members who attacked with the cross opened their mouths slightly. Isn't the father in front of me a corpse? impossible!

But why is there no harm at all? This is not normal! Could it be that the body in this sentence is the corpse of a saint, or are the bits of soul existing in the body the fragments of the saint's soul?

As long as word gets out that being unable to be harmed by holy chants and even helping this person recover his body, then their church will have no reason to continue calling this seemingly young man in front of them a heretic.

Holm himself did not expect such a result. After all, in his own mind, even if he was not the most evil person, he was definitely not a good person. His soul would probably have to go to hell. Then Now it's like being branded directly.

Although I don’t understand what this is all about, at least it’s a good thing for myself.

Holm directly took back the weapon in his hand, looked at the golden cross pattern on his chest, which was covered up by his clothes, and then jumped towards the window. With the sound of broken glass, Holm climbed steadily from the second floor. He landed on the ground, pointed his hand in the direction of the hall, and gently pinched the swaying flames of obsession from a distance.

A mark that accelerates the burning of the fire of obsession appears on the bodies of these corpses. Even if it is a punishment for these corpses, even if these corpses can move freely in the future, they will still be affected by the intensity of the fire of obsession. Burning completes his obsession as quickly as possible, and finally returns to dust.

[I don’t plan to continue to tangle with those magic organizations. This time I just returned to England by chance. My journey is not over yet. Over the years, I have a new idea, which is to visit every corner of Europe. . 】

[Those scenery and those humanities gradually satisfy this empty body and soul. I have been confused as to when I can choose to leave this world. Now it seems that it should be the time to satisfy this empty emptiness. 】

[If I were alive, maybe this idea could be more luxurious, that is, seeing the whole world, but both humans and corpses should learn to be content. 】

[At least I am very lucky compared to my predecessor, the girl named Frankenstein. 】

[Then I received another letter from the professor. This time my appearance and actions completely disrupted the entire mysterious circle of magicians. The entire UK is now looking for the father of the corpses. 】

[Who would have thought that I, the person involved, had already left the British land calmly, but according to the professor's message, he was about to leave the UK too. After all, Holmes forced him a little tighter. 】

[However, this is the grudge between the professor and Holmes. Whether it is a battle of wits between the two or a head-on battle in the future, I do not intend to get involved. 】

[My own participation will destroy the balance, I will only watch everything silently. 】

[In 1891, after a long duel, both Sherlock Holmes and the professor had reached a point where they were almost at the end of their rope. That was the final duel, which would determine the outcome of the two people, as well as life and death. . 】

[Perhaps the professor has seen this scene, or perhaps Holmes also had a premonition. Before this decisive battle, both men actually sent me letters. It is precisely because of this that I went to Norway in person to witness their endings. 】

[Under the waterfall, I watched two people entangled with each other and falling from the waterfall. 】

Chapter 182: Goodbye, my child

Holm was holding a black umbrella in his hand. He was wearing a black suit this time, and even the beret on his head was replaced by a black gentleman's hat. The whole person was dressed as if he was going to a funeral. It's okay, after all, this battle is life and death, and someone you know will always die.

Looking at the bodies floating in the pool under the waterfall, it was the first time that Holm saw that the professor, who had always had a gloomy and crazy look on his face these years, had returned to calm, as if a professor who had been made more paranoid by the darkness It's like people finally came out of the darkness.

Looking at the professor who had turned into a Mediterranean professor at some point, Holm had a calm smile on his face, as if he was an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

During the two years of travel, Holm has not continued to create corpses for a long time. With the gradual reduction of corpses, Britain, which was once called the Empire of Corpses by the magic world, has finally calmed down. This is for For some people, this is a good thing, but for some magicians who are still peeking at the skills of the corpse, it is simply bad news.

There are really no zombies left, and the possibility of them obtaining this technology will become increasingly smaller.

When the last corpse dies, there is really no way to reproduce this technology. After all, who doesn't know that the corpse will not even leave a corpse when it dies, unless the corpse is caught "alive" and carried out Research, otherwise what they put in front of them would be just a pile of "ashes", the kind of ashes that do not need to be ground and are inherently extremely fine.

What kind of working fluid, what kind of obsession fuel, what kind of reverberations from the dead, among those piles of ashes, can you find out what DNA these corpses once had?

Holm took off his glasses and stared ahead with gray eyes. In front of him, the professor's soul and obsession were slowly disappearing. At this moment, the old man's face finally returned to the one he used to have in his family. Kind and kind, the gloomy temperament belonging to the dark world in his body has disappeared without a trace.

"As a lonely old man, it is really a subtle experience to have a child come to see me off on my last journey..."

The professor's obsession and sporadic soul touched his chin. To be honest, when he chose to become the existence at the end of the spider web, he had already thought about his final fate. If he was lucky, he might be able to die well. , buried in a certain cemetery according to his will. If he is unlucky, he will die without a burial place until everyone forgets him.

"What? Isn't it bad that I am finally freed from the darkness? Evil people will have to suffer the fate of evil people. In this way, the world will be more stable. Life, old age, illness and death, isn't this what everyone has to experience? Why? Are you still crying?"

Holm's eyes suddenly widened, and then he raised his hand and touched his cheek. Inadvertently, this body had already expressed his feelings. Sure enough, until now I haven't even been able to completely master this body.

Obviously, when I came to the place of the final battle, my first thought was, no matter which side died in the end? Or if both parties die together, he will show a faint smile, and then make a bone-piercing taunt to them... although he has not yet thought of the content of the taunt.

Holm subconsciously reached for the satchel on his waist, which contained materials and props used to make corpses.

"Holm, you don't want to turn me into a corpse, do you? Dad, I have nothing to regret. If you turn dad into a corpse, dad will be sad. If dad gets angry, if he sees If a bad boy is disobedient, he will definitely raise his hand and spank the bad boy hard."

The professor's obviously much older face raised his eyebrows, and at the same time he opened his hands and waved forward as if joking, "Holm, I think for a child as old as you, you must not I hope to be spanked by my own father again.”

On the other side of the beach, Holmes climbed out of the pool. He was not in a good condition now. He was still a little dazed from the impact of falling from a high place. One of his arms had been lost due to the powerful impact. When he lost consciousness, the elegance that had been on his face disappeared without a trace, and his eyes were covered by black hair.

"Aha——! Holmes really looks like a drowned rat now. It's a pity that there is no camera to capture this scene. Well, now it's time to turn around and leave gracefully, telling Holmes that he won this time. But if there is a chance to fight again, the outcome is uncertain."

The professor finally showed a smile, with a bit of pride in his smile, "Goodbye then, my child. Although I haven't said this, you have always been my pride."

Holm, because in the end you didn’t use your own fists to knead the obsessions and souls in front of you into fuel. After all, the production of the zombies actually has no impact on the dead. After all, no one knows what remains. What will be the impact after a little soul light is burned out as fuel?

Standing on the other side of the pond, Holmes also saw Holm in a black suit. He had been in contact with Holm not once or twice, so he believed that the adopted son of Moriarty in front of him would not take advantage of others.

"I let you see my embarrassed side again, classmate Cullors, I haven't seen you for several years, but you are still so young."

Holm looked at Holmes in front of him, thought for a moment and took off his belt bag, and finally threw the belt bag to Holmes, "No matter how young you remain on the outside, your soul and heart will still grow old with time. What's inside the bag?" It is a prop needed to make a corpse, and it also contains some of the skills of a corpse maker."

Holm didn't pay attention to Holmes's expression. He just bent down and picked up the professor's body in the pool, and walked straight in the direction of his carriage. Of course, he didn't forget to inject a tube of medicine into the body, which was to relieve the decay of the flesh. special potion.

"For everything created by the corpse, whether you burn it, seal it, or learn to make it public, all this is your choice."

Holmes looked at the pocket bag on the ground with a slightly surprised expression on his face. At the same time, he looked at Holm's leaving figure and probably understood that this should be the last time they met. From then on, [Crime Consultant] and The [Father] of the zombies will disappear without a trace.

Holmes couldn't help but laugh. The father and son really walked away carefree and left all their troubles to him.

Chapter 183: End of Simulation

This is Norway, this is the land within the Arctic Circle. The woods are constantly spreading. The crystal snow, the deer in the forest, and the flowing streams make this place like a fairyland, isolated from the world, calm and remote.

Here you can abandon the past world, here it seems that everything can start again, when the wind blows through the forest and brings the sound of nature, when the stars hang in the sky, the colorful aurora slowly closes like a curtain of sycamores, It's like putting on the last of their gorgeous cloaks for the actors and watching them go away.

Here, a tombstone stands in the middle of the forest, undisturbed by anyone, and never seems to be remembered by anyone, as if the person lying here has never existed in this world, accompanied by the wind and rain, Along with the snowflakes, the writing on the tombstone will surely become mottled in just a few decades.

【James Moriarty】

The existence at the end of the spider web was sleeping quietly here.

I don’t know how many years have passed here. Time seems to have become extremely long. The troubles in the world have nothing to do with this forest. Beside this tombstone, another tombstone has already stood here. At the same time, a small and exquisite The mechanism has been arranged to cover the coffin with soil at any time.

The young man with light blond hair arranged his clothes and put on this clothes. This was a piece of clothing that he had spent a lot of money to customize. Although it might be a little different from what he remembered, he had tried his best. After all, after entering this forest , the boy never replaced the working fluid in his body.

As the working fluid ages, the boy's body can't help but experience lags and slow movements, and even his memory has become somewhat worn out.

The young man understood that his body could still live on, maybe for a few more years, maybe for more than ten years, but it was no longer necessary. Time would eat up all the memories in his mind. He wanted to leave when he left. Being able to remember everything in the past, this body probably shouldn't have woken up in the first place, this life is a miracle.

The exquisite sheepskin boots made a rustling sound on the white snow, and the exquisite coat covered the shirt. It didn't look like anything special, but the bright turquoise tie tied around the neck lit up the whole outfit. , putting on his beret, the young man walked gently to the tombstone and swept away the white snow on the tombstone.

Then he rubbed his hands that had begun to move slowly, walked to the wooden pit on the side, and lay quietly in the coffin. At the same time, he closed the lid of the coffin. The completely closed lid drove the mechanism on the side, and a large amount of soil It fell and was covered in the wooden pit.

Looking at the darkness in front of him, the blond boy closed his gray eyes.

"Physical functions stopped."

The originally beating heart slowly shut down, and the brain like an analytical machine also stopped working at this moment. The working fluid that originally flowed in the body stopped flowing and began to exert another effect of theirs, turning the flesh into powder. Of course, without Before someone touches this body, the young man will still maintain this look, as if he has fallen into a deep sleep.

A gust of wind blew through the woods, and the white snow on the trees hit the brand-new tombstones, covering up a small part of the names on the tombstones——

【Home Cullors Moriarty】

A little deer passed by the tombstone and walked deep into the forest.

The years still seem slow and long here, everything seems to have changed, and everything seems to have remained unchanged.

Death is always the ultimate truth that returns all dust to dust to dust and peace.

Time will also erase everything, no matter whether this person has stepped into the darkness before, no matter whether the person sleeping here was once a human being, but since traces have been left, it is possible to return to the world again.

[End of simulation]

[Home Cullors Moriarty has been etched in history]

[You are the being who has been resurrected from the dead, the great cause of human beings resurrecting corpses, the miracle itself. You are also the father of corpses, and the adopted son of a certain professor. You are a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, and evil is fighting evil. It is you. Beliefs and labels, it is also a miracle that the corpse itself is not harmed by the sacred. 】

[Under Queen Victoria’s glorious country, there is also your Corpse Empire. 】

[It’s a pity that your existence seemed to have been deliberately hidden, or there was no definite evidence of your existence. In the end, like many others, you were thought to only exist in the story, but there are indeed records of corpses in historical facts. The magic world still has your legend, so please don’t worry, you are not an phantom. 】

[Just please be careful, the impact of people's works on you is far easier than you think. 】

【Consciousness is returning】

[This harvest (one random one each of physical capital, possessed skills, and possessed treasure phantoms):]

[Home Cullors Moriarty's Undead Eye (can be turned off)]

[Skill·Physical Explosion: A skill that can bring out the maximum power of the human body. However, please note that because the host itself is not a corpse, using the maximum power of the human body will inevitably cause physical damage. Be careful of overuse to start a new life. 】

[Noble Phantasm: Empire of the Corpse, this is because of the second creation of people's stories, thereby obtaining powerful Noble Phantasms, and detecting the host's family secrets, and the Noble Phantasms are being modified. 】

【Get the treasure:】

[Country of Terracotta Warriors (E~EX): Innate enchantment, summons the terracotta warriors and horses army belonging to the host and the host family. The more soldiers there are in the army, the higher the level of the Noble Phantasm. The more special soldiers it has, the higher the level of the Noble Phantasm. , please note that this treasure will consume a lot of magic power, so be sure to use it with caution. 】

[Achieve the ending: walk through the darkness and suddenly have a dream]

[Inadvertently, the soul allowed the experiment that should have failed to be completed, and then grew up at the end of the spider web, giving the souls that should have died silently their last reverberation, and giving them a chance for revenge. You are not a kind person. The person is by no means a pure evil person. Perhaps just like your eyes, gray is the color that belongs to you. 】

[In the creations of later generations, both good and evil will still be your label. 】

[Evaluation: C]

[The host is doubted whether he is a real person. From this point of view, doesn’t the host feel embarrassed? However, as a non-human existence in modern times, the host should have tried his best. It is rare for him to experience the life of a human being as a non-human being. Please keep in mind the dullness of your heart at the end, everything is magnificent, and the calmness that returns to peace in the end will be yours. The biggest gain. 】

[However, to a certain extent, the images of literary works sometimes exist permanently with the extension of civilization. 】

Home Cullors Moriarty

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★ Battle of New York·1 ★

Chapter 184: Heading to Bald Eagle

At a certain port in the UK, Qin Qiaosong sighed and gently pushed the glasses on his face. At the same time, he tried his best to recall the temperament that Holm had disguised in school. He originally thought that this simulation could achieve A way to sneak into the United States without so much trouble. As a result, none of the skills acquired were related to hiding oneself.

Even if you directly obtain the breath blocking skill, it would be good.

After all, he is the eldest heir of a Chinese magic family. If someone wants to investigate his identity, it is definitely not a secret. Now, in order to achieve their goals, the Bald Eagle will definitely punish magicians who enter the country during the Holy Grail War. Review and investigate, and your arrogant past will definitely be stopped.

Although he could sneak across, his group of friends had already chosen to sneak across. Since he planned to operate secretly, he naturally had to stay away from them.

So I had to go through many twists and turns to create several fake identities for myself, and finally two of the fake identities passed the review. After much thought, I finally "returned to China" as a Chinese-American student studying in the UK. After all, I could only stay with this identity. Not an ordinary school, but a clock tower.

On the one hand, it is normal for magicians to study in the Clock Tower in Europe and the United States. On the other hand, Bald Eagle is now recruiting magicians who can serve as cannon fodder. A Chinese-American like this falls into the category of cannon fodder. Bald Eagle may not be able to wait. Let yourself return. Sometimes things that you cannot succeed with your normal identity are so simple to change your identity.

Speaking of the sequelae left by the last simulation, it is really quite serious. Damn talent... Although I don’t remember anything, to a certain extent, it was easy for me to start, but after that The memory came back and made me stunned for a long time.

But it's not that there is nothing gained. Now I can easily pretend that I don't remember anything and have amnesia. After all, I have experienced a state of frustration.

Pushing up the glasses on his face, Qin Qiaosong kept hinting to himself that his name is Eric now. At least before entering Bald Eagle, he must nod when others call him Eric. Listen to what he said now I must show off my acting skills like a movie king! !

After Qin Qiaosong calmed down his emotions, he walked towards the direction of the ship. During this period, Qin Qiaosong also saw the wolf pattern on the clothes of a young man carrying a backpack and pulling a suitcase, looking like he was traveling. If it were just like this, it wouldn't be enough to attract Qin Chaozhong's attention, but what if this young man still has gray hair?

Not only that, the gray lotus on his collarbone seemed to be faintly emitting magical resonance. It was obvious that his ice sword seemed to feel something, as if they were echoing each other.

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