69novels Chapter 119
Chapter 119
The so-called same person has different fate.
Unlike his colleague Spider, who was frantically hunted down by a fool and wanted to vomit blood, Salamander immediately ran away when he saw something was wrong, and entered the relaxed mode with one click.
This result is also normal, after all, he is not one of those wild roads who suddenly awaken their abilities one day and start to get carried away.
Salamander is a wizard with a bit of family heritage, and his style of conduct is relatively low-key. If he hadn't developed a strong curiosity about the legendary gem of eternal life, he would not have joined the zoo organization.
Compared to the occasional magical means, the divination that Spider and others take for granted is Salamander's most important ability.
His divination can predict the general outcome of a certain event, which is very useful in avoiding risks and judging gains and losses, and has repeatedly helped him stay away from crises.
Salamander didn't want to cause trouble because of this ability, so he let ignorant fools think that his timing is not working. He has always only cared about himself and the uncertain whereabouts of Pandora's gems.
The gentleman from the organization provided him with quite generous financial support, and promised to let him study after finding Pandora, so Salamander agreed to work for that gentleman.
Does Pandora really exist?
The gentleman is convinced, and Salamander is half-believing.
The gems that make people immortal obviously violate the principle of conservation of matter that still applies in the magic field. Salamander does not believe that gems can bring immortality, but if he can get such a magical substance for research, it will definitely help him break through the current realm .
When receiving the mission to Nagano this time, Salamander was very surprised and made a special fortune-telling.
The result of the divination is good, which means that Pandora is very likely to exist, and it is very likely to be in Nagano.
Salamander believed in his divination, that's why he was here.
On the day of his arrival, out of caution, he did a simple divination again—the result was a sudden 180-degree reversal.
The fact that Pandora is most likely to be in Nagano has not changed, but their process of robbing Pandora may not go smoothly... It should be said that it will be quite difficult!
Just like chess pieces placed neatly on a destiny chessboard, the development of the chess game basically follows the rules.
What Salamander "saw" before was the usual beginning, but when he looked away for a moment with peace of mind, and then looked back in a blink of an eye, several strange "chess pieces" that could not be seen clearly were rampaging on the chessboard, and the chess game was completely muddled by variables.
This is not a good thing.
Spider unbelievably went out to seek death, and Salamander unbelievably hid in the hiding place and continued divination. However, for the first time, he did not get anything except the constant result of "not going well".
What are these variables?Where did it come from?Don't try to find Pandora until you figure it out.
All abilities have a price, and there is only the difference between visible and invisible. After repeated failed divinations, Salamander consumed too much effort, and he was unwilling and dared not try again.
Immediately afterwards, his ability was cut, he saw the e-mails whose content had been blatantly tampered with, and the neuropathy of the black organization recruited by Spider came to bombard the building. After a series of outrageous developments, Salamander was extremely angry, but helpless, and the most important thing was to run for his life.
The phrase "chasing and fleeing game" means that he and Spider have been firmly watched by eyes from nowhere.
Salamander used all the magic that was barely usable after being weakened, and escaped several kilometers in one go. In order to get out of desperation, he tried his best.
The snowy night is empty, and the blurred vision is empty.
Therefore, he soon found out that something was wrong.
No one is chasing him.
The big battle to overthrow the city came from Spider, which was completely opposite to his escape direction, and was getting farther and farther away from him, moving toward the city center desperately as if suicidal.
"?"
Without gratitude to his colleagues for sacrificing himself to lure away the enemy, the man tightly wrapped in the cloak was only stunned for half a second, and then hid more carefully in the shadow of the alley corner, lest the desertedness on his side was also a trap.
Cautiously hid for an hour, nothing happened except that the snow started to get bigger and Spider's movements could be heard half a city away.
Could it be that those eyes were only on Spider, ignoring him?
Salamander only thought for a moment, and immediately ruled out this fluke.
The other party "enthusiastically suggested" that they flee separately and let him go alone after finishing his speech for no reason, but the surrounding area was indeed calm and there was no sign of any enemy...
Under consideration, Salamander gritted his teeth and took out the few precious materials left, and did another divination.
As expected, the effectiveness of divination has also been weakened, and the results of the calculations are very vague.
There is no smooth or unsatisfactory trip, only an unclear hint: to the west, there will be a desired harvest.
"The west……"
At the moment, Salamander should have decided that it was the way to escape, and checked the vicinity repeatedly for abnormalities. After confirming that it was correct, he still believed in his divination and headed straight to the west.
"Boom boom boom boom—"
Under the thick night, the steel dragon walks through the mountains and forests.
The direct light from the front of the car illuminates the railway track ahead, and snowflakes that turn from small to large are flying among the beams of light, and there is already an extra layer of snow beside the track.
Guided by a hazy inspiration, Salamander found the train.
Jumping down from the top of the cave, the cloak was blown up by the wind. As if the man was not hindered by the wind and snow, he landed silently and smoothly on the top of a section of the carriage, leaving only shallow footprints.
Orange light leaked from the car windows, as if revealing the warmth most longed for by the long-frozen.
At midnight, the tired passengers in the carriage should all be asleep. Salamander sensed through the trembling partition that it was very quiet inside, and no one was walking between the aisles.
Although exposed to the bone-piercing wind and snow, with the weak magic blessing, he didn't feel cold.
If it is just an escape, staying on the roof of the car and taking a ride that no one knows about, and leaving quietly at the right time is the killer's best choice.
However, the snow-covered hood covering the top of the head was suddenly blown away, revealing a pair of red blood-dropping eyes, like some kind of fantasy creature growing in volcanic magma.
The red eyes with a strong sense of inhumanity looked down, as if they had passed through the hood of the car very smoothly, and saw a clear picture of the interior.
——Extremely strong 【Attraction】.
Salamander's eyes were hesitant and instinctively excited, an invisible force was trying to pull him deep into it, and it confronted the rationality that was always vigilant to prevent danger.
What's down there?Why did it arouse the desire that his whole body is numb and every pore is relaxing?
Salamander remembered the result of the last divination.
The harvest he craves.
Assuming it wasn't the hope of a smooth escape, what he longed for would be—what?
An overly bright guess appeared in his mind almost instantly.
"..."
Salamander almost couldn't hold back the burning passion in his heart, and immediately rushed into the car to start searching.
However, he held back.
There is already a lesson from the past when Spider was led into a trap, and the delicacies in front of us are too much like bait...
If you think about it this way, there is the most reasonable explanation for why no one chased him along the way.
Because there is no need to chase him, the other party waits at a specific place, believing that no matter how he avoids the circle, he will eventually find him and fall into the trap.
...But, how is it possible? !
He was very sure that no one was watching his every move after he fled. Since he couldn't find his trace, how could he judge where he would end up going?
What's more, the way he decides the destination is divination, and the outcome depends on fate, which even he himself cannot predict.Could it be said that the other party's methods are superb, not only knowing that he will use divination to get out of trouble, but also seeing the future result earlier before he gets the guidance——
"No...impossible!"
To really see the "future" clearly, even the wizard with the most powerful divination ability can't do it!
Salamander would never believe such absurd speculation, but his instinct seemed to predict something.
From the time he fell to the roof of the train and leaned over to climb it firmly, there was no extra movement except thinking. The train was still moving forward, the interior of the car was still warm and peaceful, and the mountains and forests under the snowy night were also quiet and stable. All the images that come into view have the word "safety" written on them.
But even so, his whole body suddenly turned cold, and the magic seemed to fail at this moment, exposing his whole body to the bone-deep low temperature.
Salamander's first instinct was to run away from the train and flee in another direction.
There is no obstacle in the open space, he can escape if he wants to, and the opponent who set up this trap has not even prepared measures to prevent him from escaping.
The owner of those eyes seemed to be looking down at him calmly.
It is impossible to get rid of the gaze of the eyes, because his every move is placed on the chessboard, and that person is the master of the chessboard?
I couldn't touch it, but I could feel the dazzling "arrogance", which made Salamander suffocate for a moment inexplicably.
His anger or resentment seemed to be nothing in the eyes of the other party, and the other party didn't care whether he fell into the trap or not...
No, no, no, no, the "trap" that was laid out upright cannot be called a trap, it is more like what the other party said, it is just a "game".
——There is no reward in the game, you can only fight for your own life.However, because I am in a good mood tonight, I will make an exception and give lucky players the right to choose independently.
——Do you want to run away without hesitation?Or do you want to add your own life to the delicious bait, and greedily fight for it?
——The branch of fate is here, let you choose.
Salamander seemed to hear a warm voice explaining the rules of the game.
The arrogance of condescending and wantonly treating people as pawns, this person has undoubtedly angered him!
No one likes to be manipulated, not to mention the maliciousness of this so-called "game", which is so straightforward that it is almost engraved on his face.
"........."
After a bone-chilling silence.
Salamander's choice was made, of course, not to run away.
A thin layer of dark red light covered the surface of the body, and the hood was fastened again against the wind. Salamander used the power to break away from the roof of the car, and slowly floated down to the connection between the two carriages.
There are more than a dozen carriages in the train, and the number of passengers is unknown, but it doesn't matter, he starts from the last carriage, and eliminates them one by one, to find out the arrogant mortal who insulted him—and Pandora who must be here.
Salamander, who was greatly weakened, knew that the "game" location was in the train, but the confidence that had lost most of it returned to his heart.
why?
The answer is simple.
He made up his mind, used up the last bit of divination material on his body, and carried with him the painstaking efforts that had not been used so far, and made the most perfect divination prediction on the spot that has never been seen before.
The result is naturally very [perfect].
A lot of clear prophecies told him that his ability would undergo an earth-shaking evolution tonight, becoming as powerful as a god.
This result is a great encouragement, the great changes overnight can only be attributed to Pandora.
——He defeated his superficial and conceited opponent and successfully obtained Pandora.
Salamander believes in himself and his own divination, and thus believes that no one can control the future.
That mysterious "prediction", huh, I'm afraid it's just a ridiculous coincidence.
"Where is it, which one is it... Hehe, I can find it out in the easiest way."
You can use magic that confuses people's vision to hide your body and look for them one by one in the crowd, but it's not necessary.
From the beginning to the end, just burn it through, and the most abrupt performance is the idiot who has to pay the price.
There is no need to reach out to open the door, the door is slowly opened in front of him, the light inside gradually hits the face, dispelling most of the shadows under the cloak, and the wild red eyes of the fire salamander are full of murderous intent.
Before the carriage door was completely open, Salamander stepped in with a sneer, and raised his arms hidden under the cloak forward at the same time.
- Boom!
The extremely crisp sound of touching the ground suddenly echoed in the elongated carriage.
"..."
Astonishment flashed across Salamander's eyes, he obviously didn't expect such a scene in this carriage.
The headlights were fully turned on, the curtains were drawn across some of the windows, and the seats were neatly arranged in order. Half-drunk mineral water bottles and snack bags rolled out from under the seats, lying in the aisle somewhat in the way.
In the compartment of the night train, there were traces of passenger activities, and voices were heard on the roof, but there was actually no one there.
"--nobody?"
Pausing to think for a few seconds, Salamander's frowning brows relaxed quickly, and he decided that this was also part of the mystery.
He was alert to the most likely lurking movement, and stepped forward to the next carriage.
- Boom!
It's like reenacting the scene.
Salamander came to the second empty car.
Until now, it may be possible to use "coincidence" to explain that there are indeed very few passengers who take night trains exclusively.
- Boom!
- Boom!
——Boom!
More than half of the carriages connected in a line have been completed.
Salamander stepped on the door of the penultimate carriage, his face under the cloak was so cold that his chest heaved quite a lot.
He moved extremely slowly at the beginning, and he was careful every step of the way, but after a long time, the strange premonition became more and more obvious.
I don't know what came to mind, but later his footsteps became faster and faster, and when he reached a certain moment, he would even skip the magic and open the door in a more direct way—just like this, he raised his foot and kicked the door hard.
"Bang dang!!"
In the penultimate carriage, passengers and flight attendants were also missing.
"........."
Salamander felt like he was being played.
None of the cars will be occupied.
So, where will his target be, the front cab?
Salamander's patience was on the verge of bottoming out, instead of pausing in the empty carriage, he picked up the gloomy wind and walked forward at the fastest speed.
Before reaching the last carriage, Salamander repeated the trick.
He raised his foot and kicked the door open, just as easily as the previous few times.
However, I don't know if it is an illusion, or a "precognition" intuition that is far beyond divination.
When the light from behind the door hit the front of him, Salamander's cold red eyes seemed to be hit by a strong light, and the burning pain spread from the eyeball to the heart in an instant.
As if the chains were born out of the sky, with an absolutely irresistible arrogance, they tied up this group of flesh and blood that was trying to swell.
— bang bang...
After struggling for a while, the heart could no longer beat.
Salamander mistakenly thought that the suffocation at this moment was an illusion, and the [correct] thought that followed was also regarded by him as doubts that came out of hesitation before victory.
——Is it possible that he chose one of the two and kicked the car door to come here...
——It’s all the result of the owner of those eyes “seeing” in advance?
impossible.
As long as you are human, you can't do it.
Salamander's left foot, which took the first step, finally stepped into the last and the first compartment.
Entering it, what you see - only one thing is not in line with expectations.
This place is cleaner than any other car in the front, and there is no debris and garbage rolling on the ground. It seems that the light is warmer and the atmosphere is quieter.
The only passenger sat in the middle of the compartment by the window, facing the direction where the "guest" broke in.
The light was made warmer, as if by the passenger's long braided hair.
The red hair is blazing like fire, just like the light source that drives away the cold by itself in a snowy night.
The man was wearing a pure black long windbreaker, and the formal clothes underneath were extremely thin. His waist leaned lightly on the back of the chair, and his hands were casually placed on his knees. Cold, just to hitch a ride and go to an important place.
The train is running, and outside the window, only the rough outline of the snow scene seems to be rubbing against his shoulders, turning into a phantom and retreating rapidly.
Those phantoms that can only be seen in the eyes but cannot be held in the hands, men used to love to stare quietly with their heads sideways, but now he has not turned his head, his handsome face is quiet, and the corners of his mouth are still slightly raised without smiling.
It's like closing your eyes and meditating.
He didn't open his eyes immediately when the intruder came in.
Salamander saw him at a glance, obviously nothing happened, as if he was nailed in place by a cold gaze cast down from above.
Is it the top-to-end crushing of the food chain?Or, what he experienced was only the shallowest layer of suppression?
It's hard to distinguish, because the restraint is too easy and thorough, and the weak creature being pressed under the claws can only feel the fear that penetrates the soul.
Only then did Salamander realize that the "illusion" was not an illusion.
From the moment he stepped into this carriage, his strength, which had been weakened to two or three out of ten, began to flow, but it was overflowing and disappearing.
Salamander's self-confidence crumbled and shattered right in front of the red-haired man.
His hoarse voice trembled.
"you……"
"It's...the favored...of fate!"
"The answer is wrong."
The red-haired man responded from a distance, correcting his misunderstanding: "Unfortunately, the favored person of fate does exist, but it is not me."
"...Nonsense! It's not you... Who else could it be!!!"
Salamander refuses to accept.
To clearly predict the future and control other people's actions at will, who else can do it except the favored ones of fate?
This man even went beyond the scope of his divination. In the corner of fate that he could see, there was no figure of this man at all——so much favored, not a favored person of fate, who else can get this gift?
However, the man ignored his jealousy rather than fear, and said calmly: "It's too troublesome to explain, and you are not qualified for my detailed explanation, but you can listen to the conclusion for now."
"Fate, future, script, you can define it however you want. To me, they are just tools that are useful or not."
As he spoke, he smiled: "It's really useful in finding and waiting for people, isn't it?"
"...?"
Facing the [destiny] that no one can resist, how could someone be so arrogant... so arrogant!
However, how unbelievable it is.
This man has no conceit, and the voice in the dark tells everyone that he has the capital of arrogance.
Salamander was stunned for a long while before opening his mouth with difficulty: "What... do you want to do?"
"Game. Didn't I tell you in advance?"
The man spoke politely: "I still have 5 minutes to arrive at the station, and it's a bit boring to just sit around. Since you readily accepted my invitation, can you please persevere to the end and finish this time-killing game?"
Salamander didn't speak, and most likely insulted the man crazily in his numb heart. He was about to be cut to zero, what would he do to "pass the time" with him?If you want to die, it's faster to jump off the train now!
"Don't worry, unlike you, I am a player who pays special attention to fairness and justice."
The man, also Qian Mu, raised his right hand.
With a meticulous attitude, he unfastened his seat belt and fastened it carefully after getting into the car.
The eyelids that have always been drooping are also slowly lifted at this moment.
When he smiled a few meters away and looked directly at the "guest" who suddenly stiffened, the "guest" had a completely new change in his facial expression, which had already been written with resignation.
Depression, astonishment, ecstasy—greed overflowing in an instant.
want it?It's okay if you want it, otherwise it's meaningless.
Blinking his sea-clear blue eyes, Qian Mu smiled.
the other side.
The Spider who was chased by the crazy critics to the real vomiting blood: "!"
Sitting up on the verge of dying, suddenly, his brutally slashed strength returned.
Spider thinks he's doing it again!
The killer who was bruised and half-tired stopped and no longer ran away. When he lowered his head, his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Idiots in black clothes... I've been fucking with you for a long time!!!"