Chapter 556

Another explosion.

"Boom!"

This machine girl turned into rain full of steel and silicon, the fragments that made her up scattered like exploding shells.

The last thing Adrien saw in his life was a piece of sharp metal tumbling in the air.

Until it pierced his skull, destroying his thinking and consciousness.

Half of Adrien's body fell powerlessly.

The scene froze, landing on Adrien's slowly closing eyes.

Subsequently, the scene began to switch.

Somewhere, Fred Collison screamed as a worm the length of an adult's arm bit through his eye and pierced inside.

Somewhere, a person in an orange jumpsuit curled up in a corridor full of smoke and gas, and a person wearing a hood and a plague doctor mask walked by, muttering something about a cure.

Somewhere, a woman escaped a floating black and white mask on an infinite staircase, but she couldn't escape the death that followed.

Somewhere, a man sitting in front of a computer screen depicting a black and red world map saw the Yellowstone Park icon change from red to black.

"Cain" held Adrien's bleeding corpse and placed it next to his lover.

Then, he walked through the steel door and entered the "Flower" room.

It waited for him, flickering with its infinite colors, iridescent petals stretching across dimensions, slowly fading in and out of view as it rotated slowly in space.

This cosmic flower was at the center of the world, and it allowed humans to try again and again when they failed.

Fruit of knowledge, eternal mirror.

It was here, it had been too long since he last witnessed its glory.

"Cain" heard the bestial roar behind him.

He turned around, already knowing what he would see.

His brother, the murdered murderer.

"Abel" stood in the corridor, holding a pair of swords tightly in his hands.

His eyes were cold, dead, expressionless.

Just like when "Cain"'s hands previously completed their unspeakable sins.

"Cain"'s new hands, made of fire and steel, clenched tightly, bursting with blue flames.

Matching the scarlet flames bursting from his brother's demonic tattoos.

Subsequently, "Abel" took a step forward.

"Cain" gave way and bowed respectfully.

"Abel" walked under the gate of pearls and fire and entered the Flower Room.

His dead eyes observed the runes inscribed on the flower.

Those words were no longer something human power could reach, burning with golden light on the bright and transparent petals that spanned the universe.

A cruel smile appeared on his thin lips.

He laughed, raised his hands above his head, and swords burst from his fingertips, straight to the stars, to the other side.

It devoured all the light that fell upon it, singing of the tomb of death and silence, hinting at the void between worlds, devouring light and heat and life and hope...

"Abel" waved his arms, the blades cutting through the flashing petals, hacking into the core of the flower.

A subtle sound like glass breaking came out, and the whole world seemed to flicker.

Somewhere, the black and white world map depicted on the computer screen flickered, and a green icon labeled "Containment-2000" appeared on the map.

Always like this.

Somewhere, a man watched the last panicked words of a woman screaming down an endless staircase in a flickering video.

Always like this.

Somewhere, three people in orange jumpsuits walked out of a room full of blood and feces.

Their eyes were fixed on the thing standing in the corner.

Until two people in white uniforms and armor closed the door, they didn't dare to blink.

Always like this.

Somewhere, a batch of new stone sculptures was cataloged and classified, and then safely placed by a blind person with only their hands.

Always like this.

Somewhere, a researcher in a white lab coat calmly watched a haggard woman in orange clothes shedding bitter tears.

Hunger and fatigue took her life, mourning for her child she didn't yet know.

Always like this.

Somewhere, a perfect piece of roasted sirloin was sent into an MRI scanner.

Its internal structure was recorded in detail, along with the source of the meat, the person muttering to themselves.

Always like this.

Somewhere, the broken corpse of an unfortunate woman was sent for cremation, and a monk chanted for her soul in front of her spirit tablet.

Always like this.

Somewhere, a tired worker closed a box containing tactical equipment, which had a UV light, and after scanning the serial number, he entered "Combat Equipment, Surplus" into the system.

Always like this.

Somewhere, a person sitting in front of a computer carefully studied the text on the screen, deleting some, adding some.

After finishing, they pressed the "Save" button.

Always like this.

There is no existence in the world that remembers that some things happened, some things that no longer exist.

Except for one person.

O5-10 opened her eyes in her office.

She picked up her phone and pressed a key.

"We need to talk." She said.

Scene switch.

When O5-1 saw O5-10, there was a huge black cone in front of her.

The tip of the cone was embedded in the ground, pointing at the magma chamber below the geyser.

That was the "Thorn".

It was as always, silent, indestructible, black as the void, absorbing all the light that fell on it.

The change in name caught the audience's attention.

"'Thorn'? Wasn't it just 'Flower' a moment ago? And, I remember this thing was a ball just now, how did it become square?"

"Simple, before introducing the Alpha-9 squad, wasn't the result of the 'Zero Point Event' already introduced?"

"Then Adrien and their deaths seem worthless... 'Cain' is free from injury, and 'Abel' can die and be reborn again and again, doesn't this make the whole Omega-7 look like clowns?"

"Don't understand, I still can't understand why 'Cain' specifically pointed out Adrien and Bates, and then let them die miserably... this looks more like some kind of cruel and bloody sacrifice."

Another corner of the universe.

Herta, enduring the soreness all over her body, lay on the bed, analyzing the strange existence that was originally "Flower" and later became "Thorn" in her heart.

"What exactly is it? What kind of structure is it, and what kind of principle is it?"

An anomalous structure that could determine the survival of the multiverse aroused the infinite interest of the genius Herta.

She decided to start trying to contact the Foundation, wanting to join the research on "Thorn".

If the Foundation allowed it.

"Is this why you called me here to see you?" He asked, "To see 'Thorn'?"

"Yes," Ten replied, "I want to ask you a few simple questions, please give me simple answers."

Without waiting for the other party to reply, she turned around and looked at the old man:

"How long has it been since the fall of the Daeva civilization?"

O5-1 wanted to speak but stopped, frowned, fell into deep thought, stopped and wanted to speak, but in the end, only his jaw opened and closed.

Seeing One's reaction, Ten didn't intend to make things difficult for him. ===== CHAPTER 558 =====