Before firing the revolver, the clown hermit behind Sean suddenly whispered: "Shoot that kid."
"What?"
"Shoot the kid."
During the stalemate between the curator and Noel, Sean turned to look at the clown hermit: "Are you crazy?!"
Ivan's expression was a little strange at the moment, as if he had suffered a huge shock, and he murmured: "I don't know what happened..." He looked at Sean, as if he couldn't believe what he said, "But We have to kill that kid."
Noel was very anxious when he just spoke. Is there really a ghost in Turan?
What happened to Ivan? What affected him after he touched the black meteorite just now?
However, why did the kid selling cigarettes suddenly appear? This is a bit strange...
…
Curator Turan or Noel, who should be shot?
The aim of the revolver kept going back and forth between the wild-haired curator and the thin child...
Sean didn't expect that when he thought he was much stronger, he would still find it so difficult to make a choice in the face of mysterious and chaotic things.
Ivan emphasized again: "Trust me, shoot that kid!"
Sean suddenly remembered the night he had just arrived at New Testament.
Catherine kept trying to help him, but in the end he was deceived by evil spirits and almost perished.
Xie Yi will always try to make you distrust the people around you.
The Clown Hermit is a powerful seeker. Be a trustworthy teammate.
Sean's eyes became firm, and he aimed the revolver at Noel, suddenly aroused.
The bullet hit Noel's huge head and opened his fragile skull.
The little boy's thin limbs hung limply, and he finally let go of Curator Turan's hand.
Turan rubbed his pinched neck with one hand while wearing rough clothes.
After a moment, he smiled at Sean and others.
Sean always felt that he had seen Turan's smile before, but he couldn't remember where...
Doug took off a piece of black cloth wrapped on his back and said in a low voice, "It doesn't feel good."
Ivan shook his head: "You can't make the wrong choice."
Turan stood up and walked towards Sean and the others.
"Why can't I choose the wrong one?" Sean looked at the gray-white brain lobes flowing on the ground and the motionless Noel. His heart was confused and cold, as if he hoped that Ivan could redeem himself...
The clown hermit's eyes became firm: "Because all of this has already happened."
"What do you mean?" Sean turned his head suddenly.
Yiwen spoke faster, and his determined tone seemed to dispel the fog.
“Someone has been to this black gallery before.
“I saw Turan and Noel fighting.
“They made the wrong choice and it resulted in the disappearance!
"This..." The Clown Hermit pointed at the black meteorite, "In front of the black meteorite, choose to attack one of the people who lied - this is a ritual!"
Following the direction of Ivan's finger, Sean looked over.
Several mysterious characters were engraved on the smooth surface of the black meteorite.
"What is that? Some kind of code?"
Gary Turan walked up to the explorer, his eyes obviously filled with information, but because he had just been choked, he could not speak at this time.
"That's the hunting mark left by my father on me. My father is a hunter, and he has taken me hunting with him since I was a child. I know all the hunting marks."
"The characters left behind by Gustav Burns mean...
"Kill, cub.
"We didn't sense anyone was following us at all. Noel's sudden appearance was very strange..."
"Plus the message my father left, so I know he wants us to kill the younger of the two!"
Turan finally breathed out a smooth breath and said, "Thanks to you...
"It hasn't woken up yet, and I can only tell the truth now!
"This museum and I are both cursed! It...it wants to revive all the evil in this museum!
“However, its ability is to make people forget.
"As long as I tell people what happened here, the curse on me will make them forget everything I said - no matter who I tell or how I say it, I can't convey what happened here!
"I don't have the ability to exorcise evil, so I can only use the coming explorers to solve all the collections that are on the verge of getting out of control! So there is no way, I can't explain the situation to you, I can only chase you back over and over again to solve the evil here.
"The previous explorer chose to save it and injured me...completed the ritual symbolizing forgetfulness, so it became stronger.
"If you had just attacked me and allowed the ritual to succeed again, its power would increase again. Then, the evil in the museum would spread to the entire Arkham City...
"At that time, the boundaries of its capabilities will also spread, and Arkham City will become a hell, but people will still be unable to get the message out, because the curse of oblivion will take effect throughout the city!"
As Turan said this quickly, Sean pointed the pistol at him.
When he heard Turan talk about the ability to forget, he was confused and suddenly realized that he should have left a memo note, so he saw the note again that contained a lot of information.
"First question, how is one of our team members doing?"
"He was exhausted during the battle in the oil painting exhibition hall and fainted there. He is safe now!"
Sean's heart dropped to the ground.
"Second question, why do we forget when we experience a battle?"
"This is the mechanism it sets up - when you know for sure that something evil has happened in this museum, forgetfulness will be triggered after a focused battle, and you will forget all memories involving the evil!"
Sean still couldn't trust Turan: "Its ability is to forget. Why do you seem to never forget anything?"
Turan was stunned.
After a moment, his face began to twitch and his lips began to quiver.
It seemed like tears were about to well up. But he held it back and replaced it with a pale wry smile: "I actually... I actually forgot a lot.
“But I have a way of making myself remember.
"I can't leave here...I can't let oblivion and terror permeate this museum!"
Sean's revolver was no longer aimed at Turan.
Because Noel's body, whose brains had been spattered, suddenly started to move.
"How can you attack a child?
"How come you haven't forgotten your lesson?
"How come you still remember what happened?"
Noel suddenly stood up, his head blank.
His face disappeared.
"The faceless, nameless, formless god!" the clown hermit shouted, "Naya!"
"No, these are just His fragments..." Turan adjusted his glasses nervously, "If He is here in person, divine power cannot only have such an impact..."
The shadow of forgetfulness still hangs over him, and Sean frantically records everything that happened on the pieces of paper in the Shengen space.
"His fragments... Is all this related to the death of William Adams?!" The faceless tour guide... Sean's guess was indeed correct.
Turan spoke quickly: "Three years ago, a man pretending to be a visitor attacked William in the black exhibition hall. It was he who activated the black meteorite, and it was he who caused William Adams to lose his life and face!"
"Everything was caused by Kennedy!" Sean's eyes widened, "He sacrificed a face and obtained Naiya's divine feather!
“That’s why he can change faces, that’s why he can erase memories!
“The sacrificial ceremony not only allowed him to obtain the feathers of the Forgotten God, but also activated the fragments of Naia.
"This fragment is still causing harm to the world!"
The pen in the Shengen space wrote frantically, recording everything that Sean thought of.
The pale-faced Noel, the fragment of Naia, murmured strangely to himself: "Forget it if you fail this time.
"Anyway, I still have a chance...
"Next I should deal with the useless ritual materials."
There was a flash of white light in his eyes.
Sean tried to close his eyes for a moment, but after the strong light flashed, everyone's eyes, including his, still turned pale and fell into a state of confusion.
