The air was filled with a pungent scorch stink, and unextinguished sparks were flying in the wind. The burned black and twisted body of the Flying Spaghetti God was entrenched in the sky. After the battle, the Eye of Heaven quietly disappeared, leaving only cracks in the space. The slender black hands protruded from the middle, dismembering the remains of this behemoth.
The streets were filled with deathly silence. People were lying on their backs or prone in the streets and alleys, motionless. Only the slight rise and fall of their chests could tell that they were still alive.
At the last moment when the judgment came, the Flying Mask God took the initiative to rush towards the Eye of the Sky and blocked the calamity fire falling from the sky with his body. Not only did he detonate the extremely unstable high-energy fire ball, but he also bore most of the explosion energy.
The storm winds and high-temperature flames that followed were weakened layer by layer by the extraordinary spells and limbs he left behind, leaving only a relatively harmless shock wave sweeping across Twentieth Street.
The protected residents of 20th Street below were temporarily blinded by the dazzling light when the high-energy fireball was detonated. Immediately after a deafening explosion, the whole world fell silent.
They lost consciousness.
He protected the neighborhood to the best of his ability.
Somewhere at the corner of the street, a space suddenly rippled like a lake. A gap was opened in the completely separated mezzanine space. Two figures walked out of the void, and their figures gradually became solid from illusion.
"He left..."
Giovanni (?) first looked at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief after finding no shadow of the Eye of Heaven. However, he did not relax his vigilance. He opened a rippled space passage with his backhand and got into it. Zhao Sida said nothing. Immediately afterwards, after flashing to a new location, he still didn't stop and opened another space passage...
In this way, the two figures flashed across Twentieth Street. After several teleportations, the two finally stopped in an uninhabited hut.
"here……"
Zhao Sida glanced around casually. The interior decoration of the house was elegant and exquisite. There were many exquisitely crafted furniture and valuable collections. It was low-key and luxurious. At first glance, it was not something that ordinary people could afford. .
"It shouldn't be on Twentieth Street anymore, right?"
"This is my safe house..." Giovanni (?) shrugged, "It is located in the Kingdom area, far away from the power projection range of the Eye of the Sky. He occasionally comes here to take a nap. Of course, I am basically doing it quietly. Cover up the traces of my actions..."
His self-identification changed from time to time, as if a consciousness was competing with him for the right to speak, making it difficult to tell in what capacity he was talking to Zhao Sida.
"You are even more crazy than before." Zhao Sida commented.
Giovanni (?) was stunned and said thoughtfully: "You are right if you really say that. I have been trying to seize control from the beginning. It is normal for my self-perception to occasionally become confused under the influence of unconsciousness. .”
Zhao Sida nodded and accepted the other party's explanation: "So, what is your situation now?"
The Doll Girl refers not only to her symbiotic relationship with Giovanni, but also to the various varieties of Elizabeth she sees along the way.
"Do you really want to know?" Giovanni (?) asked. Seeing that the other person's eyes did not waver at all, he finally sighed and said, "Okay."
He turned around and pinched the short hair on his forehead slightly, lifted it up, then suddenly tightened it and pulled it back violently. In the heart-wrenching tearing sound, the thick layer of skin with hair seemed to be extremely strong. It was torn off like elastic plasticine, and hidden under the hair and flesh... was a human face with eyes closed!
The electric light flowing in Zhao Sida's eyes solidified immediately.
She knew this face.
Countless analytical data popped up from her field of vision, and the final result was presented in her computing core - that face had more than 90% overlap with Elizabeth's appearance.
That was Elizabeth's face.
"This is where I am now."
Giovanni's voice came faintly from behind the face, and then the face opened its eyes, with a strange light shining in the emerald eyes, and took over the conversation.
"You can only live in this world by parasitizing others and stealing other people's brains."
Zhao Sida's eyes glowed with blue light, sweeping out a curtain of light visible to the naked eye. The data that was fed back next surprised her.
It is not just the superficial skin that is distorted. The data fed back by the scanning beam shows that under the skin of that face, the cheekbones, maxillary bones, mandibles, and nasal bones are all present, except that the back of the brain of a normal person cannot be seen. Cranial structure.
"How did you..."
After a while, the doll girl looked at Elizabeth and asked after a slight hesitation.
"Is it going to look like this?"
"I was already like this when I woke up." Elizabeth pouted, "Although I only woke up in the past two or three years, this guy's memory shows that he has been hearing my ravings since he was a child. In order to cure him, His parents also sent him to receive blood therapy from the church several times, but as you can see, it didn’t have much effect..."
"Blood therapy?" Zhao Sida caught the key word, "What is that?"
"The treatment method monopolized by the church and popular in urban areas, the priests claim to be a panacea in the new era that can cure all diseases..." Elizabeth said in a calm tone, "Medical priests will tie the patient to the operating table. Cut the blood vessels to bleed, and take out the blood bag for blood transfusion. When all the blood in the patient's body is replaced by "pure blood", the blood therapy is completed. Even for end-stage cancer in the old world, most patients undergo it once or twice. Blood therapy can make a miraculous recovery. "
Zhao Sida's eyes flashed with light, and doubts appeared on the chip.
So what's the cost?
If blood therapy is truly a panacea that can cure all diseases, what price will patients have to pay? High cost of treatment? The privileges enjoyed by the clergy as a monopoly? Or is there another price besides that?
Elizabeth seemed to have understood what she was thinking: "Not only did the church not monopolize the panacea to make money, it even opened it free of charge. As long as urban residents are rich or poor, they can enjoy this benefit..."
The doll girl nodded in understanding: "Then there is another price."
"According to your description, 'Pure Blood' should be an extraordinary thing with therapeutic effects. Being popular in urban areas means that the output of 'Pure Blood' will not be too small, and it can guarantee a long-term and stable supply. Logically speaking, , but the church has neither used it to gain benefits internally or externally, nor has it become a privilege for a very small number of people..."
Then there must be greater interests driving the church to promote blood therapy.
Combined with the Elizabeth in front of her, more memories belonging to her other self began to flash, and she suddenly came to a strange conclusion.
"Could it be that they are making you?"
"That's right." Elizabeth glanced at her in surprise, "To be precise, I suspect they are using blood therapy to mass-produce divine evil..."
"Abomination?"
The other party's words reminded Zhao Sida immediately of what Giovanni had said before.
"What exactly is this evil thing?"
The memory of the evil beings is not in the database of the alien dolls, and there is no record of the disasters mentioned by the other party. She initially thought it was just a code name given to Elizabeth by the believers in Apocalypse City, but now it seems that it may not be the case. It's not as simple as she thought.
Elizabeth burst into laughter at the question.
"What a sin..."
There was no smile in her green eyes, and she grinned with a smile on her face.
"The sin of the gods is the literal meaning: the sins of the gods, the mistakes made by the gods, are us who have long since lost our original bodies and are still interfering in the world like ghosts..."
"The meme virus named 'Elizabeth'. "
"At the same time, we are also the key to their ability to seize 'Elizabeth' power. "
