Who hid my body?

Because there is also such an engraving on the complete Clock of Desolate Time, and the name engraved on it is - Herme.

So Jellal bent down and started piecing things together on the ground.

He didn't have many parts, so he could only make a rough outline. Naturally, nothing could be seen from the scratches. However, when Gerard used a dagger to cut through the dust on the ground and "connected" the scratches, a complete name finally emerged.

Gerard just glanced at it and fell into a long silence.

Because this name is exactly,

"Gerald."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 90 Twenty-One That was just a reverberation!!!

"Although I don't want to interrupt your thoughts at this time." Bai Wei's voice sounded slowly in Jellal's mind, "But how long do you want to stay here in a daze? Is it dark?"

Gerard finally came back to his senses from his daze. He subconsciously looked up at the sky. The sky was still bright and there was still a long time before sunset.

But Gerard also knew that he had been in a daze for a long time. After seeing his own name, the sudden shock filled his brain and made him unable to think about anything else.

"Judging from your reaction..." Bai Wei's voice sounded again, "This watch is indeed yours, right?"

Gerard was silent for a while, he looked at the broken parts again, because they were too old and incomplete, he couldn't determine through the details whether this was the one he had ten years ago.

But he also knew that there was basically no other possibility, because this watch belonged to the pioneer team ten years ago, that is, the Evening Star Squad, and there was no other person named Gerard in the Evening Star Squad.

Unless someone deliberately made this watch to confuse him, but this possibility is also very small, because if it develops normally, this watch will not fall into his hands no matter what. It fell into his hands because he has Visas, the variable in his body. It was Visas who decided to kill Trel. If the other party can even take this into account, it is too exaggerated.

Therefore, the only possibility is that this watch is the one I used ten years ago.

And it should have been buried forever in the polluted land.

But now, it appeared in front of him.

"If I remember correctly." Bai Wei said slowly, "You seemed to have said that in the polluted land, the living would exchange equipment with the dead, so that the living could live with the dead's share, and the dead would not be alone on the road to the underworld. From your expression, can I conclude that... this watch should have stayed on the road to the underworld?"

"...I don't know what the Yellow Spring you are talking about is." Gerald said, "But it should indeed be left in the polluted land."

"Then why is it here?"

"...There are only two possibilities. Either, ten years later, someone entered the deepest part of the contaminated land, which is where I arrived at the beginning, and found this watch." Gerard's voice was very low, "Or..."

He closed his eyes gently, his body trembling slightly.

"Ten years ago, I was not the only one who returned from the deepest part of the polluted land."

As he said this, Jellal subconsciously clenched the parts of the Clock of Desolate Time. The sharp part directly cut his finger and blood flowed out, but he did not react at all.

Obviously, there was one more thing that Gerard didn't say, but Bai Wei could guess it.

If someone really came back, why didn't they come to find him and let him bear the stigma of rebellion alone for ten years.

Bai Wei was also unaware of this matter. He asked, "If it is really the latter, then who do you think has returned? In other words, who did you leave the watch to?"

Gerard opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't remember clearly. Regarding the deepest memory, I only have some intermittent, fragmented pictures, but these pictures don't have the whereabouts of this watch, but..."

He turned his head and looked at the other intact "Clock of Desolate Time".

"According to the rules, we must exchange the same items to avoid accidents for the survivors due to lack of equipment, so..." Gerard looked at the name engraved on the pocket watch, and the scene of being questioned by the woman in the Tower of Babel yesterday appeared in his mind. He fell silent again, but this time he did not remain silent for too long. He quickly spoke, "It is impossible to make an accurate judgment based on the name on this watch. I must verify it myself."

Bai Wei raised Gerard's eyebrows: "Are you not going to look for the archbishop?"

"They are all entry points." Gerard said, "Whether this watch was brought back by someone later or came back with one of my comrades who survived the battle ten years ago, it can solve many of my doubts."

Bai Wei did not deny this.

He just said this slowly when Gerard stood up and prepared to leave.

"If possible, which possibility would you prefer?"

"What?" Gerard didn't hear clearly at first.

"I mean, if you could, would you rather your comrades were alive until now, or died forever in that polluted land?"

Gerard fell silent again.

He had discovered that Bai Wei always asked questions that made him not know how to answer, because these questions were like sharp swords piercing his heart.

But because of the content of the transaction, he couldn't refuse to answer.

Finally, he spoke slowly.

"I don't know either, but if possible..." He raised his head, looked at the sky above his head that had not changed in the past ten years, and then said softly, "I really hope he can live until now."

……

Yongxin stood in the morgue, looking at the body that had just been delivered five minutes ago, in silence.

Not long after, a hunchbacked man opened the door of the morgue and carefully looked inside. After seeing Yongxin's back, he immediately walked in and said respectfully, "Master Yongxin, I'm here."

Yong Xin asked without turning his head: "Are you Terrell's disciple?"

"Ah, yes, yes," said the stooped man, "my name is Zamen, and I am Mr. Terrell's..."

"Okay." Yong Xin interrupted Zamen expressionlessly, "No need for any extra introductions. I just want to know that from now on, you will be in charge of Terrell's work."

"Yes, it is."

Zamen wiped the sweat off his face.

To be honest, he was both excited and scared.

The excitement naturally lies in the fact that he finally came into contact with the legendary Lord Yongxin. Without a doubt, this meant that his status had been raised to a new level. After all, anyone who could come into contact with Lord Yongxin could be considered a core figure.

But the scary thing is...the reason he was able to get to the top is because the original people in power were all dead.

Including his teacher Terrell, and another person who worked directly for Yongxin, Ocot.

Originally, Yongxin only contacted these two and let them do things for him.

But now, both of them are dead, having died one after the other within two days. The first one's body was never found after his death, and the second one was his teacher.

The body is now lying on the morgue, and it is not a complete body.

This naturally made Zamen panic. Who knew if this trend continued, would he be the next?

Yong Xin looked back at Zamen. He could naturally feel the uneasiness in the heart of this new servant, but he was not in the mood to comfort him at the moment. If Okot's death was still within his expectations and barely acceptable, then Trel's death was completely unexpected and unacceptable.

So he asked Zamen directly: "Are there any results?"

“I’m sorry, Master Yongxin.” Zamen tried his best to bend his body as low as possible. “Although the Skeleton Army took over the scene and launched an investigation immediately, the cause of Mr. Trel’s death has not been found so far. We can only roughly determine that this is not a power of Tianqin. It should be a strange spell of an outsider, most likely from the four major secret sects. The details…”

"That's impossible." Yong Xin interrupted Zamen expressionlessly and said, "Where's Jellal? Before Terrel died, he had been talking to Jellal. It could only be him."

"That being said, Lord Triel was talking to Jellal in the lobby of the Fourth District Tower. Countless eyes were watching him, but Jellal didn't... Of course, the Skeleton Corps also listed Jellal as a suspect, but there is no evidence yet, so there is no way to directly issue a wanted notice for Jellal."

...This is the crux of the problem.

Yongxin was very sure that it was Gerard who did it.

But...how did he do it?

Yongxin turned his head and looked at Trel's body again.

The body was already in a state of incompleteness, the kind of incompleteness Yongxin had never seen before.

His entire body looked like a little figure in a painting that had been rubbed several times with an eraser, and the incomplete parts seemed to have disappeared and could not be found at the scene.

In fact, it's not just the body that disappears.

Yongxin walked forward and looked at Trel's body more closely.

As a Lyran, metal bodies and prosthetic limbs are essential, and the same is true for Terrell. He has metal parts on his chest and arms, and this part also disappeared abruptly.

But metal is different from flesh. A sharp sword can easily cut through flesh, but it can never cut through metal. If you use force to destroy it, then there will definitely be traces of "deformation" left on the metal.

But none of these changes occurred in Terrell.

These metal parts, like the bodies, disappeared out of thin air. The joints that were "cut" into two pieces did not have the slightest trace of "cutting", as if they were born that way.

The missing flesh and metal were not found at the scene, as if these parts had never existed.

So, how did he do it?

"Lord Yongxin." Seeing that Yongxin had not spoken for a long time, Zamen, who was standing behind him, carefully took out a bunch of spare parts from his pocket, "This is what you delivered to Lord Trel before. It has been broken into pieces. Only these are left. Look..."

Yongxin turned his head and looked at the broken Clock of Desolate Time, frowning slightly.

If Yongxin guessed correctly, this should be the reason why Gerard took action.

He discovered that Triel was testing Jellal, so Jellal took action to avoid exposing anything.

It seems reasonable at first glance, but upon closer thought, it seems a little untenable.

1. Unlike Orcott, Trel is a very cautious person. After knowing the test method, he should not be discovered by Gerard.

2. Based on Yongxin's understanding of Gerard, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would go to great lengths to wipe out the enemy in order to cover up his secrets. If he attacked Ocot, it could be said that it was understandable, but killing Trel directly was really inconsistent with his character. If he was really that kind of person, there was no reason why he would have been persecuted by them for ten whole years without resisting.

3. Gerard's behavior of killing directly is irrational no matter how you look at it. What is he trying to cover up? If he also has [Domination], then killing Trel is also confirming this point? Does he think that Trel's level is the real mastermind, and as long as Trel is eliminated, there will be no threat? This is impossible, he is not that stupid. But if this is not the case, then what is he trying to cover up?

Yongxin couldn't understand these three points.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the fragments of the Clock of Desolate Time with his fingers while thinking.

Yongxin could only turn the Clock of Desolate Time to "2" at most. Could Gerald have turned it to a later position? So, was it that Trel, who discovered this, had to die?

Thinking of this, Yongxin turned around, approached Terry's body again, stood beside his body, and then slowly extended his hand towards the body.

He wants to do an experiment.

If Jellal also possessed the power of [Domination], then he should be able to feel it.

Because he also has [Domination].

The powers belonging to Visas will always attract each other, just as if that ancient being is always thinking about reuniting his body and returning to this world.

So Yongxin wanted to give it a try to see if the [Domination] that Gerard used on Triel was also of the same origin as him.

Although Trill was already a corpse, Yongxin could still feel it as long as there was even a little bit of residual sound left.

So he placed his fingers on Terrell's wound.

At that moment, he felt an unprecedented pulling force bursting out from Terrell's wound.

The huge pulling force made his entire soul tremble, and his treasured [Domination] also resonated at this moment, surging like crazy, as if trying to get out of his body and rush towards Trill, who was left with only a corpse.

How is this going! ?

Yongxin was horrified.

He saw his flesh and blood falling down like mud, and the withered bones under his skin and the maggots wriggling in his flesh and blood were quickly crawling out.

Yongxin knew what was going on.

His body has been maintained until now by [Domination], and now, [Domination] is leaving him.

To follow a "reverberation" from the wreckage.

But why?!

It's just a remnant!

This scene was seen by Zamen who was standing by.

He watched helplessly as Lord Yongxin's flesh and blood was quickly peeled off, and in the blink of an eye it became a pool of rotten meat. This scared him so much that he squealed like a pig.

What the hell is this? !

He subconsciously wanted to escape, but because he was too scared, the door of the morgue didn't open after he opened it three or four times.

When he was finally about to open it, he heard Yongxin's tired but unquestionable voice: "Okay, I'm fine now."

Zamen was stunned. He turned around slowly and saw Yongxin standing there. Everything was normal, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

"Lord Yongxin, what just happened was..."

"Don't ask too many questions." Yong Xin's words were filled with unprecedented fatigue. "Listen, go and do two things now."

Lord Yongxin recovered, and the familiar feeling of oppression came with it. Zamen didn't dare to refuse at all, so he had to bend down again: "You order."

"First, contact the 'Devil' troops through our channels and have them prepare to enter the city." Yong Xin paused, then said calmly, "As for the reason, just say that there was a pollution outbreak ten years ago and they need to enter the city to clean it up."

"I, I understand." Allowing the devil's army to enter the city is definitely a taboo among taboos, but Zamen didn't dare to ask why now. He just wanted to leave here immediately. "What about the second thing?"

"The second thing..." Yong Xin narrowed his eyes, recalling the pulling force that seemed to tear his soul apart. He was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Mobilize all resources and go to Som City in the Rhine."