The mysterious and solemn resurrection stone interior.

The water in the resurrection pool was boiling violently, and a large amount of steam gushed out, and it took a moment to calm down.

With a "bang", a naked body sat up from the pool and looked around in a slightly confused way, it was Franklin, who had been reborn.

Franklin subconsciously touched his face and body, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, turned his head to look at the person standing by the pool, his eyes flashed slightly: "Tom Shi, what's the matter? How did I end up here, and change my body?"

The man on the side of the resurrection pool opened his lips and said, "Come out first, the muse is waiting for you, and you will know when the time comes." And!"

In the end, the person at the resurrection pool paused and corrected him very seriously: "My name is Toms, Toms!

Franklin didn't pay much attention to Tom's correction of the name, but when he heard the other party say, "The Muse steward called him", his eyelids couldn't help jumping, and he had some bad premonitions.

After asking a few words, Tom didn't reveal any information at all, so he had to walk out of the resurrection pool and follow the other party to the hall. As he walked, the liquid from the resurrection pool on his body continued to roll down the surface of his body, leaving wet feet on the ground one after another.

After a short time, the two of them arrived at the door of the hall, and Franklin saw that Thomas was about to open the door, frowned, and stretched out his hand to stop: "By the way, are you going to let me go in like this?"

"What?" Thomas turned to look at Franklin, "you still have a request?"

"The request doesn't count. But...... Even if you don't give me a ring, at least give me a piece of clothing to wear. Franklin said to Toms.

"Do you need it?" Thomas shrugged his shoulders as he listened to Franklin's words, but under the gaze of Franklin's sharp gaze, he still felt a piece of clothing from his spatial iron ring and threw it to Franklin.

Franklin was not polite, but quickly dressed, and then he and Tom pushed open the door of the hall and walked inside. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the moment he pushed the door open, Franklin vaguely heard Toms muttering, "It's a waste to put it on." ”

"Huh?" Franklin raised his eyebrows, but without thinking too much, he had already entered the hall, and then saw the steward's muse standing in the depths of the hall, and saw the rest of the people standing, keenly feeling that the atmosphere in the hall was a little strange.

This is......

Franklin looked at the steward's muse, and was puzzled, and the next moment he saw the steward's muse beckoning to him from afar.

Franklin immediately felt that his whole body was enveloped by a powerful invisible force, and he flew rapidly towards the steward's muse, and when he came close, he flew high, and then was violently and completely irresistible to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

In just one moment, Franklin was hit hard, opening his mouth and spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and then feeling his brain being eroded by strange mental power, and he was in pain.

It's-

Franklin gritted his teeth and looked up at the muse, looking at the muse's cold face, and suddenly had some guesses. Ben wanted to explain something, but the muse didn't give him any chance to explain at all.

"Smack!"

The muse clenched his hand violently, and Franklin felt his whole body explode, and then lost consciousness. In the moments before he lost consciousness, Franklin suddenly realized: this must not be the first time, right? Well, it must not be the first time.

"Boom la la ......"

Fragments of flesh were scattered on the ground, and the muse looked at it, the expression on his face did not change much, and the anger still did not disappear. Turning his head, he said again in a cold voice: "Tang ...... Des, go, resurrect him for the third time. ”

"Yes. Tom waited by the door of the hall, and after listening to the Muse, he turned around and walked outside. As he walked, he muttered in his mouth: "I'll just say, it's a waste to put on clothes." But...... Forget it, isn't it just a piece of clothing? ”

......

Dark.

Light.

In the resurrection room, in the thick of white steam, Franklin opened his eyes. Looking around, he walked out of the pool with some doubts, and saw a person standing at the door of the resurrection, raising his eyebrows.

The man standing at the door, with a somewhat numb expression on his face, did not look at Franklin, but just threw over a suit of clothes when he heard the voice, and said stylized: "I'm Toms, well, Toms, remember! And you, Franklin, as you can see, have apparently just been resurrected."

You must have doubts in your heart about why you were resurrected, but you don't need to ask me, I don't know if you do, and I won't tell you if you do. But the Muse steward is waiting for you in the hall at this time, and when you get to the hall, he will give you an answer himself.

Of course, don't be surprised when you see anything special in the hall, such as bloodstains, minced meat, etc., because those things have nothing to do with who you are now. Okay, do you understand? Let's go, hurry up, you should know best, the Muse is not willing to wait for anyone. ”

Franklin: "......" looked at Toms, and for a moment, he didn't fully react to everything the other party said. After a little hesitation, he walked out of the resurrection room and into the conference hall.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door of the council hall, Franklin felt a sticky fit under his feet, and when he glanced at the rest of his eyes, he found that the ground was full of fine pieces of flesh and blood, and the smell of blood in the air was strong and terrifying.

This discovery made his heart skip a beat.

Turning his head to look at the people standing in the hall again, he saw that everyone looked at him with a strange look, as if they were hiding a pity emotion.

Franklin's heart lifted.

When he finally looked at the muse in the deepest part of the hall, Franklin's heart suddenly cooled, because he saw the muse looking at him at this time, as if he were looking at a dead man.

This is?!

Franklin combined everything around him and quickly concluded a very bad inference. The next moment, he was about to shout, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that the consciousness of the whole person instantly turned black, and he didn't know anything.

In the eyes of the rest of the hall, an invisible hammer suddenly fell and smashed on top of Franklin's head. In a single stroke, he smashed Franklin's head into the chest, and then the chest and lower body compressed together, and finally became a meatloaf.

The excess pieces of meat and blood in this meatloaf kept spurting out, making the smell of blood in the hall instantly a little stronger.

However, for the people in the hall at this time, it was no longer strange, or rather a little numb—they had seen this matter repeated countless times for a long time.