I have experienced countless things, but I still forget them.
Noel, whose appearance had returned to normal, stood in front of Sean.
"Noel?" Sean looked at the little boy in confusion, "Why are you here?"
Sean remembered that when he was at the door, a teammate picked a pack of White Swan cigarettes from Noel's wooden stall, but he couldn't remember whether it was Ivan or Doug.
Noel took a few steps closer with a harmless smile: "I followed quietly."
He raised a hand.
Sean looked on confusedly.
The hand condensed into a black crystal thorn in an instant, piercing directly into Sean's eyes.
Stupid!
There was a continuous sound of metal scraping.
A carving knife embedded in the metal sole drew a series of sparks on the black crystal thorns.
A slender and elegant figure landed and stood next to Sean, his short hair flowing gently calmed down.
The alchemy doll sitting alone in the display cabinet, as if standing still with time, now opened its ruby eyes, standing with a calm and indifferent expression, and the precise mechanisms and gears in its body were operating in an orderly manner.
On the delicate face of the alchemy doll, the lips are slightly open, and the strings with the tone of a music box form a sentence: "Reader, if you are injured or die, please leave it to me."
It has traveled through hundreds of years, but its movements are still smooth and lifelike. This masterpiece of alchemy and clockwork technology stunned everyone present.
"Read the memo note." The doll will not be affected by the magic of forgetfulness. According to Sean's previous request, she said close to his ear.
Sean could start reading the note without needing to realize that forgetfulness had occurred.
He finished reading the note in an instant and knew what happened before:
The secret society that Ivan mentioned that Leonardo da Vinci participated in...
The hole in the back of the Alchemy Doll’s neck…
The candle bearer mentioned in the poem...
These gave Sean, who was escaping from Turan at that time, a wild association.
The genius Dal Finch was once a member of the "Candlelight Reading Club".
His alchemical dolls, the so-called "Candle Bearers," are man-made masterpieces that respond to the call of reading club members.
The reading club pendant that Sean carries is the key and clockwork that can activate the doll.
The doll's memory method is very different from that of humans, and it is definitely not an artifact that can be easily tampered with. It is very likely that she will not be affected by the magic of forgetfulness.
With the idea of giving it a try, Sean inserted the reading club pendant into the clockwork hole of the doll before Turan chased her, and successfully activated her.
Under the metal eyelids, ruby eyes opened hazy.
At that time, she looked at Sean with some curiosity: "Reader, my name is Olivia Wind Chime."
She responded to Sean's call and will unconditionally protect this book club member who awakened her.
Then, before Turan arrived, Sean stared into the opponent's ruby eyes and stated his request: "First, don't move and pretend that you have not been activated.
“Second, when I face death threats, I step in to save them.
"Third, after we meet again, tell me to read the memo as soon as possible."
Therefore, after Turan brought Sean back, the Alchemy Doll has been following and hiding nearby to observe.
When the culprit behind the scenes tried to kill Sean, she took action...
With her here, Sean will no longer be affected by oblivion.
The body crafted using alchemy and clockwork technology looks slender and frail, but actually possesses extremely high strength and explosive power.
Olivia was like a gust of dark golden wind. She danced and kept attacking Noel with the carving knife on the sole of her shoe. The thin boy used his body to block the intricately carved silver knife, and his body was cut repeatedly...
But what was in the open wound was not flesh and blood, but some kind of black substance.
Those blacks invaded the air, licking the real space like tentacles.
Both Ivan and Doug wanted to attack, but were surprised to find that their spiritual power had been exhausted and their smelling salts had been exhausted - facing the fragments of Naija, they were now just ordinary people without special abilities.
Sean's eyes were cold: "We have encountered many battles on the way to this exhibition hall, and our spiritual power and ammunition are almost exhausted..."
Evan can't activate the secret technique, Doug can't turn into a degenerate, and Sean can't use his ectoplasm weapon.
The only ammunition left for the entire team was the two psychic bullets on Sean's body and a Holy Silver Coin.
It is absolutely impossible for two psychic bullets to solve the fragment of Naia.
The Holy Judgment Silver Coin is a one-time exorcism item that can activate a standard-level "Holy Judgment" effect. Due to the blessing of Holy Father Keen, the Holy Judgment can cause great damage to evil objects...
However, Sean knew that a single Holy Judgment would never be able to solve the opponent in front of him.
"I can only rely on Olivia..."
The precise girl seemed to have endless physical energy. She waved her slender arms, raised her smooth legs, and used the carving knife embedded in the sole to suppress the fragments of Naia with a dance-like beauty...
It was like the wind from the golden age had blown here and there, blowing the fragments of Naia into pieces.
The giant dark arthropods stretched out from the boy's damaged body, and the faceless pointed head extended upward, as if it was about to touch the ceiling of the museum...
The word "Naiya" means "nothing" in a certain civilization that has long been annihilated in the long river of time.
There is no way this image of the Old One could be so... banal.
Precisely because they are just fragments, the form only has the outline of the nameless, faceless, formless god, but it does not have the sense of oppression that the original body has...
The carving knife cut through the body of the tall black thing with several jointed limbs. Ink-like liquid splashed out from the wound, staining the dark golden girl's limbs, creating an indescribable and strange beauty.
The three powerful Jack-levels could only stand apart at this time, watching this single battle while thinking about what they could do...
They discovered pessimistically that the fragments of Naia were becoming more and more ferocious, and those thick black tentacles struck Olivia with terrifying force, making it difficult for the skilled girl to withstand them.
If you continue like this, you will lose.
Sean's eyes have become extremely cold. He is holding the sacred dagger in one hand and the M1920 with only two spiritual bullets left in the other hand, constantly thinking about how to reverse the increasingly worse situation.
Suddenly, he heard a piano sound as smooth as flowing water.
The sound of the piano perfectly matched the rhythm of Olivia's dance, causing the dark golden girl's fighting spirit to immediately increase.
Not only that, the piano sound has its own play and variation on the dance beat, seeming to guide Olivia to dance even more amazingly!
Far away in the corridor, a pianist with a somewhat pale face had an evil smile on his lips:
"I like this new teammate."
