The Legend of Fatality

"This gives us some idea about the disaster that came to the Heidelberg School of Engineering in that **** time. I think I can go on to another topic. It was during this time that I dealt with those shameless and shameless mice People have more understanding. But unfortunately, with the knowledge I have, they will also be considered by the more enthusiastic witch hunters to have sufficient reason to burn me to the stake. I often think that if These people show half of their enthusiasm when they persecute the true enemies of our society, just as they hunt down innocent scholars, our world will be safer and happier. Of course, the true enemies of our society are more innocent than the innocent scholars It ’s much more dangerous, and it has its allies higher and further away. "

"I am sometimes curious why there are so many evil gods in this world, and they appear more often than the gods who appear to be just. This may be the same as the so-called gods of justice that never appeared in this era. Has it been a real miracle? I ca n’t confirm this, but I have n’t heard of it, I have n’t seen it, and I have n’t even been able to find proof of the deity ’s miracles from any books. ”

"The gods may be too distracting, but the reality is more disappointing, or disgusting. The technological level in the engineering school of the Marnus Empire amazes me, but the technology used by the ratmen is amazing. Yes, I believe that those weapons must be related to magic, but it is undeniable that the ratmen ’s imagination. The weapon that sprays magical flames in the College of Engineering even scares me even now. "

"I wasn't sure what the drawings I rescued from the engineering school could bring to the Fatalin Association, but I would definitely provide some reference to the engineers in the engineering school on Fatalin Island. The combined power of magic and machinery seems to be far beyond imagination. But just like whether chaos and order can be combined, I have reservations about any powerful weapon. "" I understand that the stronger the weapon, the more it seems. It ’s uncontrollable, and people always want to try to control powerful weapons. This seems to be our nature, not even race. I ’m not sure what this nature will bring. But the end is nothing more than progress or destruction. "

"I hate to think philosophically about this kind of thing, because when faced with choice, there never seems to be a correct answer, and accidents always happen. But what my shallow wisdom can understand is that if the Marnus Empire Even the Ratmen have these powerful weapons, and they have not really conquered the world. It can only show that either there are more powerful weapons in the world than them, or these weapons have one or other shortcomings. "

"Of course, I understand the other reason better. When the Marnus Empire or the Ratmen possess these weapons, if the Fatalin Association does not have weapons to fight against them. Then in case one day in the future, we need to face When they were there, we would fail. And as I said before, I think things like 'in case' or 'accident' will always happen. So this is what I "rescue" from the engineering school Reason. We do n’t want to rule 'them', but I guess 'we' don't want to be ruled by them. "-Excerpt from" Bai En Diary ", Volume 5

The man choked his throat, groaned, turned over, foamed in his mouth, and filthy green things came out of his nostrils. He lay on his back in the garbage dump, madly hitting the muddy road with his fists, and then all his strength seemed to disappear. His limbs twitched weakly in the last spasm, and then he let out a last long moan and lay motionless.

People in the surrounding streets looked at each other in horror, and then fled the body as quickly as possible. The beggar crawled out of their resting place. The man with only one leg jumped away and his crutches almost fell off in a hurry. The hawkers gave up their stalls; the wives hid back in their houses and locked the door. The businessmen urged their bearers to lift the chair faster. After a while, the street was almost empty. In the noise of the leaving crowd, there is always a word-plague!

Bai En glanced at the suddenly empty street, playing with a badge in his hand, which was left by the dwarf artisan when he smelted the magic sword belonging to the Templar, with the Knight of the Molten Heart Coat of arms. Bai En left it to prepare to see if there was a chance to return it to the Knights. After all, he melted the sword. Although he did not think that he had stolen the Knights ’property, he felt that it was still necessary for him Inform the Knights if it is safe and reasonable.

This badge, which is much larger than the gold coin, jumped between the fingers of Bai En, and he used it to keep his fingers flexible. Bai En looked at the empty street, and it seemed that no one else would help the poor guy, so the job seemed to fall on his shoulders. He took out the mask he had prepared for poison gas, covered his mouth, and knelt beside the body. He put his hand on the man's chest, looking for the heartbeat. too late. The man was hopeless and dead. Bai En has enough experience to confirm a person's death.

"Bai En, leave there. I'm scared."

Bai En raised his head. Elisa stood nearby, her face pale and her eyes wide. She reached a hand into her curly black hair, and then returned it to her mouth.

"There is nothing to fear," Bai En said. "This man is dead."

"What scares me is what killed him. It looks like he died of a new plague."

Bai En stood up and began to think about the fear of superstition in his mind. For the first time, he was forced to think about the death that he had just witnessed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and the reasons why others fled. He wasn't sure if this was really a plague, or because of some kind of superstition. But no matter what, it's powerful enough to cause such panic.

The plague is a terrible thing. They can attack anywhere, kill anyone, rich or poor. No one knows what caused it. Some people say that evil darkness affects. Some people say that this is the anger of the gods against sinful humanity. The only thing that is certain is that once you get plague, you can hardly save yourself other than praying. This deadly disease will confuse the best doctors and the most powerful mages.

Bai En shook his head gently, this person died too fast, and the death characteristics were very similar to the poison gas used by the ratman. If you have the opportunity to dissect the body, you may be able to determine the cause of death.

Bai En looked up and saw Eliza who was panic and nervous but still did not leave him. He sighed in his heart. It is not time to think about these things. There is still a person who still cares about him waiting for him. Still alive. Bai En quickly walked away from the body, trying to put her arms around Elisa to reassure her. She avoided it, as if he was carrying an infectious disease.

"I didn't get the plague," he said with some injury.

"You will never know."

Bai En looked down at the corpse and realized she was right.

"Today is definitely not the lucky day for the poor man," Elisa seemed to notice the changes in Bai En's mood and tried to change the subject.

"What do you mean?" Bai En asked casually. "Look. There is a black rose on his jacket. He just attended a funeral." Elisa said, pointing at the body from a distance.

"Okay, now he is going to participate in his own." Bai En said softly.