Her body was as stiff as the woman's, but it was not in an ice sculpture-like state. It was just the feeling when Cassia was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She quickly glanced at the surrounding scene from the corner of her eyes and discovered the scenery in the train.
The scenery in the train has not turned into a piece of living mud as it did not long ago. The skull is still lying there quietly, not floating.
However, chills still broke out all over the body, and the cold sweat was unstoppable. After a while, Cassia felt that her throat was extremely thirsty. At this time, the operation of various systems in the body completely lost the control of the brain, and she was completely losing all the functions she should have.
Balance.
Not daring to close his eyes, Cassia was afraid that when he opened his eyelids again, the surroundings would have turned into darkness. He didn't know how he fell asleep tonight. He felt that the whole train was weird.
Now he can only concentrate highly, and his thoughts are running like burning sparks, but he feels that the current state is very good.
With difficulty, Cassia looked away from the two empty eye holes and looked at the woman lying on the floor. She found that she still had basic breathing, but it was just getting slower and slower, and she was entering the same life as the passengers around her.
Corpse state. She seemed to have been forced into a deep sleep by the skull.
I tried my best to forget about the golden skull in my mind, but the tangible sight was like the beam of light emitted from a strong flashlight. It penetrated the carriage door without any bend, and pierced Cassia's eyes who were hiding behind.
The body is completely enveloped.
Her body was a little out of control, and Cassia wanted to close the door to block this intense gaze, which was like a fantasy.
It's just a skull. No matter how magical it is, it's nothing more than a dead object made of gold. Even more magical, maybe it has been specially processed by the magnetic field, and it carries electromagnetic waves of a certain frequency, which can affect a certain range around it.
The biological group in the body. Because the operator's body has fully evolved and is more sensitive to this invisible thing than ordinary people, that's why he is in his current situation. Cassia comforted herself in her heart, and her mind was racing.
Looking at all the scientific knowledge I have learned so far, I seem to have found the key.
But I still had no idea in my heart. My brain issued the command to close the door, but the command that should have been completed immediately did not receive a response from my body's actual actions. One is because my body really has no strength at this moment. The other is of course.
It's his own curiosity that's causing trouble.
After becoming a surgeon for so many months, Cassia originally thought that her understanding of the world had begun to approach the innermost structure, but it seems that she is still far from being in the door. Her limitations are still too great, and the military department
Schools are not all of the empire.
He resisted closing the door because he also wanted to see what this golden skull was.
Suddenly, Cassia thought of the mission of the Holy Emperor's Hall, to capture the escaped saint and retrieve the remains of the thirteenth generation Holy Emperor.
Is there any inevitable connection between the two? There is another thing to think about in Cassia's mind. The saint does not refer to a single person, but to a group in general. They are all women and represent
The supreme purity in the temple is cultivated from an early age until the age reaches a certain range. As for the upper limit of this range, it seems to vary from person to person. It is used in various large and small temples in the empire.
A saint who comes to handle various affairs. Unlike a saint, it may be more appropriate to refer to a saint as a manager and worker in the church.
The girl's age seems to be just right for the saint's training range, and in the past two days, when Cassia accidentally saw the girl, the extremely high etiquette she showed can also be related to the saint's harsh education.
In the eyes of fanatics, the church is a place where gods are enshrined. Every worker there should be the best and purest person in the world to be qualified.
However, Taranto has not reported any anomalies in the data in the past two days, and the target has always been quite far away from us. The Oria area is still far away on the horizon, and the intermittent signals seem to indicate the girl in front of him.
It has nothing to do with our mission. My eyes continued to stare into the car. The sight of the golden skull seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Cassia had no chance of ignoring it.
At this moment, the other four people saw the woman fall down, her skull rolled to the floor, and their bodies trembled at the same time. As if they had seen something terrible, their already pale faces were now as white as wax. The eyes were filled with tears.
My eyes followed the rolling of the skull and stopped in the middle of the carriage.
It seemed that they were afraid of breaking their skulls. Seeing that the straightened skulls were still intact, they collectively breathed a sigh of relief, except for the little girl. The sound of crying had not reached Cassia's ears, but he could feel it at this moment.
I can see the girl's fear and helplessness. After all, even if the girl is really a saint in an unknown church, she is still a little girl. Then those eyes that are shedding tears are hurriedly
The ground is scurrying around in the train carriage. Even if it is one percent, or one thousandth, or one ten thousandth, or even an even smaller and untraceable probability, it cannot change the final result. The girl's
At this moment, his eyes met the eyes of Cassia, who was just looking at the past.
It was surprise, it was joy, it was the cry of seeing hope after almost despair. The girl's tears became even bigger and fell down her thin cheeks, hitting her white skirt and pink shoes.
The cry got louder and finally reached Cassia's ears behind the door.
He didn't know what it felt like in his heart. Cassia only felt uncomfortable. He didn't know whether he was affected by something or infected by something invisible and weird. He had an illusion. At this time, the wind in his skull seemed to blow the bagpipe, and it sounded like a bagpipe.
A low trembling sound.
Feeling the sudden change in the girl, the man holding the gun next to him pressed the muzzle of the gun against the girl's head more roughly. Just when he was about to say something to intimidate the crying girl, his eyes turned like a tide.
After passing over the skull, he moved forward and looked at the door in front of the carriage and behind a gap, a pair of eyes that had become extremely cold for some reason.
"Bang!"
Countless accidents will occur in everyone's life, but the man's head exploded without any accidents.