Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 101
"Strange, where did the film go. Please wait a little longer." The Roman muttered while searching in the small bag.Didn't notice that Shang Luo in front of him was already stunned.

[I *Jinling Yayan*!It's him!How is it him!Why didn't I recognize it at first!It's him, the photographer Akjeus!]

The photographer, known as Akerdeus, was still rummaging through his bag.

"Is he a bad guy?" Shang Luo asked quickly.

【No, he's a good guy, he really came to send you photos.But you will be implicated if you are with him!But he'll call on the Ripper!Turn around and run, leave him alone!You can't save him!It seems too late to run now, but you run first and then talk! 】

"Sorry! I still have something to do, let's talk about it next time!"

Shang Luo yelled, turned around and ran away - he didn't think too much.Although this is a good guy, he is not familiar at all, and he is not a cute girl, just a middle-aged Roman.Now that this place has become a place of right and wrong, it is of course the best policy to go.

"Wait, I almost forgot." He took out his phone from his pocket while running, "I should call the police. Oh no, Baojin, this kind of matter should be handled by Jin Yiwei. So what happened to the Ripper? thing?"

[Don't ask!I let you run because I was afraid you would know, this is what I said before, as long as you don’t see the Ripper.]

Apollonia's voice stopped abruptly:

【Ah, it's too late.I knew it was too late. 】

A slender figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, wearing a black windbreaker that was incompatible with Yujing, a tall black top hat and white gloves.This form-fitting narrow gown was originally of Germanic origin, but is now popular in Rome as well.In addition to going to the Senate for meetings, most Roman nobles would wear such narrow dresses to move around.

But this one is obviously not a tourist.Blood seeped from his white glove, and from the fingertips it wrapped.The gloves were dyed red, and blood dripped down the tip of the knife drop by drop.

Every drop of blood will splash into plum blossom-like blood stains, and the distance between each blood stain is equal.His hands were like a bottomless water leak, dripping blood drop after drop, but he didn't know when it would end.

The slender figure didn't stay beside Shang Luo, but just passed him by.The two even looked at each other once.Then, step by step, the blood stains moved forward drop by drop.

The photographer also saw this scene - he didn't react at first, until he saw the face of the man in black clearly.

He wanted to turn around and run into the subway station, but found that his legs had long since lost strength.Blood continued to seep from his hands, then his feet, and his back.

Blood filled the lungs, and the photographer pleaded with a wheezing voice: "You and me. Let me give the film to him. Give the film. Publish"

Before he could finish the last word, the photographer was already on his back and collapsed to the ground.There was a gap in his chest.The gap seemed to have been prepared there.

The man in black walked forward silently, reached into his chest, and drew out a sharp skinning knife with his bleeding right hand.

Finally, his right hand stopped bleeding.The cause and effect of this disembowelment ends here.

In the blink of an eye, the Ripper was gone.

Shang Luo didn't even notice when he disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared before.

Even he couldn't even remember the time sequence after passing by.During this process, he was like an observer, he could only silently watch what had "happened", and he didn't even have a single thought of going up to rescue.It was as if the whole murder had already happened.It wasn't until the Ripper disappeared that the linear flow of events resumed.

When Shang Luo walked up, the photographer still breathed a sigh of relief.

"I Killed Me"

"I see." Shang Luo nodded.

"Film. Film" His voice was drowned out by the roar of blood.

"I know, I will definitely find the film, and then print it out and publish it in your travel notes." Shang Luo held the bleeding hand.

Hearing the assurance, the light in the photographer's eyes gradually froze, freezing at this moment.

"I killed me."

Shangluo repeated this sentence.In fact, he knew it when he saw the Ripper's eyes.

"Apolonia! The Ripper and the Photographer are the same person?"

【.】She fell into silence.

"Apolonia?"

[*Jinling Yayan*. 】

"I got it right?"

[Mithra on!How could the Hydra troops allow such a thing to happen on the land of Cathay!What are they doing!So yes, you guessed it, you witnessed the collapse of the Holy Ghost.I knew they were going through all this trouble, something would happen one day! 】

"So holy shit wait! What did you say before? There are three occult centers in Rome, and three other sub-centers? Constantinople for occultism, Alexandria for alchemy, and astrology The Delphi of science. The secondary centers were Syracuse of physics, the Roman city of sociology, and the ideal city of 'practice', the New Antioch of America."

【So you know why?Why does Rome look so depraved, but is qualified to rule the world back to back with Cathay.Of course not one Rome, but there are not only one Rome, but six!Constantinople, Alexandria, and New Antioch. These cities not only reproduced the pattern of the Roman city in different places, but also reproduced the existence of the Romans.Rome split itself into six empires, advancing in six different domains simultaneously. 】

"Which body is that? Constantinople?"

[The main body may be any one, and even the so-called 'informed persons' of the Senate do not know whether they are the 'true deity' or a reproduced copy.It's like the photographer is completely unaware that he has already died once. 】

"Knowing that there are six of us living in the world at the same time, wouldn't that be crazy???"

[Therefore, there will always be unexpected insiders appearing.It's okay to say once or twice, because there will always be two people who look the same in the world.Sometimes when you look through photos, you can even find that your friend looks like a certain historical figure.But any magic leaves a trace, just as a key must exist to lock it.Even if you destroy the key, the lock is still there.There will always be people who discover the anomalies in life, and there will always be people who will see through the holy tales by themselves.There is a golden book in Rome, and only those on the golden book join this "great practice" of splitting into six.They'll keep everyone on the books. 】

"So what would the Romans do with these bugs?"

[Similar to Jin Yiwei, Rome has trained internal guards to handle this matter.The "Hydra Force" that specializes in dealing with holy lies is a controlled "awakened person", and they go out in groups of six.As long as the main body does not die, even if the other five die, they will reappear by themselves like the beheaded Hydra-and they will take the 'EITR' potion to retain the continuity of their consciousness during the rebirth process, thus bringing death with them. All previous memories are re-enacted, rather than being 'rationalized' naturally.Everyone in the Hydra army is brave enough to die, because they really can't die.As long as they keep taking the 'EITR' potion, they can repeatedly try and make mistakes in an operation, so as to find the best breakthrough to complete the task.Their opponents will only see batches of death squads rushing up, and each time they are stronger and more tricky than the last.Slowly eroding inward like Hydra's snake venom. 】

(End of this chapter)