Her body was as stiff as the woman, but it wasn't like an ice sculpture, it was just how Kasia felt when she was speechless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Out of the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced at the surrounding scene, and found that the scenery in the train was still the scene in the train, and it had not turned into a living sludge like it had been not long ago, and the skull was still lying there, not floating.

But the cold hair still exploded all over the body, and the cold sweat was even more uncontrollable, and Kasia felt that his throat was very thirsty after a while, and the operation of various systems in his body completely lost the control of his brain at this time, and he was completely losing the balance that he should have.

Not daring to close her eyes, Kasia was afraid that when she opened her eyelids again, it would be dark around her. He didn't know how he fell asleep tonight, he felt that the whole train was revealing weirdness, and now he could only concentrate his mind to a high degree, and his thoughts were running as if they were about to rub a spark of heat, but he felt that the current state was very good.

With difficulty moving away from the two gaps, Kasia looked at the woman who had fallen to the floor. It was found that she still had basic breathing, but it was getting smoother and smoother, and she was entering the same state as the living corpses of the passengers around her. It was as if she had been forcibly brought into a slumber by her skull.

He had forgotten about the golden skull in his head, but his physical gaze was like a beam of light from a flashlight, and without a single bend, it pierced through the car door, completely enveloping the body of Kasia who was hiding behind.

Somewhat disobedient, Kasia tried to close the door and block the intense, fanciful gaze.

A skull, no matter how miraculous, is nothing more than a dead thing made of gold. What's even more amazing is that it may have undergone a special treatment of magnetic fields, with a certain frequency of electromagnetic waves on it, which can affect the surrounding groups of organisms in a certain range. Because the surgeon's body has evolved in an all-round way, he has a stronger sense of this intangible thing than ordinary people, so he is in the situation he is in now. Kasia comforted herself, her head racing through all the scientific knowledge she had learned so far, as if she had found the key to it.

But there was still no bottom in my heart, and my brain gave the order to close the door, but the instructions that should have been completed immediately did not get a response to the actual physical movements. One is that the body really has no strength at this moment, and the other is of course his own curiosity at work.

In the months since becoming an operator, Kasia thought that her understanding of the world had begun to approach the innermost structure, but it seemed that she was far from getting into the doorway. Their own limitations are still too great, and the military school is not all of the empire.

He resisted shutting the door, because he wanted to see what the golden skull was.

Suddenly, Kasia thought of the mission of the Holy Emperor Hall this time, to capture the escaped Holy Maiden and retrieve the bones of the thirteenth Holy Emperor.

Is there any inevitable connection between the two? There was one more thing in Kasia's mind that needed to be pondered. The saint does not refer to a single person, but to a group of people in general. They are all women, representing the supreme purity of the Templar, cultivated from an early age until they reach a certain age. As for the upper limit of this range, it seems that it varies from person to person. In the sanctuaries of the empire, large and small, there are saints who are used to deal with various affairs. Unlike the Holy Messenger, it may be more appropriate here to refer to the Holy Maiden as an administrator and worker in the Templar.

The girl's age seems to be just right for the saint's training, and in the past two days, when Kasia accidentally saw the girl, her extremely high liturgical qualities can also be related to the strict education of the saint. The Templar is a place of worship for the gods in the eyes of fanatics, and every worker there must be the best and purest man in the world.

However, Taranto has not reported any anomalies in the data in the past two days, and the target has been quite far away from us. The Oria region was still far away in the horizon, and the staccato signals seemed to indicate that the girl in front of us had nothing to do with our mission. His eyes continued to stare into the carriage, and the sight of the golden skull seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and Kasia had no chance of ignoring it.

And at this moment, the other four people saw the woman fall, her skull rolling to the ground, and her body was agitated at the same time. As if they had seen something terrible, their already pale faces were now like white wax. The gaze in his eyes followed the roll of the skull and stopped in the middle of the carriage.

As if they were afraid that the skull would break, they were collectively relieved to see that the straightened skull was still intact, except for the little girl. The sound of crying did not reach Kasia's ears, but he could feel the girl's fear and helplessness at this time. After all, even if the girl was really a saint in the sanctuary who didn't know where, she was just a little girl. Then the pair of eyes that were sliding down tears hurriedly scurried around the train car, even one hundredth, or one thousandth, or one in ten thousand, and then even more insignificant and untraceable probability, which could not change the final result, and the girl's eyes were momentarily opposite those of Cassia, who happened to be staring at her.

It was surprise, it was joy, it was a cry of hope after almost despair, and the girl's tears fell even bigger down her thin cheeks, on the white skirt, on the pink shoes. The cry was louder, and finally reached the ears of Kasia behind the door.

I didn't know what it was like, but Kasia only felt uncomfortable, not knowing if it was affected by something, or if it was infected by something strange. He had the illusion that the wind was blowing bagpipes in his skull, and it was like a whispering sound like the wind was blowing.

Sensing the sudden change in the girl's body, the man with the gun next to him put the muzzle of the gun against the girl's head even more roughly. As soon as he wanted to say something to intimidate the crying girl, his eyes swept over his skull like a tide, all the way forward, to the door in front of the carriage, and behind a slit that had been opened, a pair of eyes that had for some reason become extremely cold.

"Bang!"

There will be countless accidents in everyone's life, but the man's head exploded without any accidents. (To be continued.) )