The red gem, like a drop of bright red blood,

Falling down, clicking into the void.

The last gap in the Box of Truth was finally filled with blood.

The small box lit up in Lin Yuan's palm.

In the past, this was a shabby wooden box. To Lin Yuan, it was just a relic of his parents, a map to show the way, and a key to explore secrets.

It was not until the last time she saw such a vast spiritual universe in the box that she realized that this small wooden box contained a power more powerful than she had imagined.

Finish it.

Use this power to reach that elusive hope of life.

But the price was a bit high. The ground was covered with severed tentacles. Occasionally, a few severed legs were still twitching in a pool of blood, and red blood was slowly spreading.

Lin Yuan sat in this blood-red scene, with a bright light shining in the palm of her hand.

The light spread outward with her as the center, breaking through the thick black smoke and forming a tall tower made of white bones.

The smoke and gunfire of the battle were still rumbling at the base of the White Tower.

A dazzling light lit up at the top of the white tower.

Almost everyone in the empire saw this scene.

The light that lit up on the top of the tower was not that kind of divine holy glory, but rather the cold fluorescence of human technological products.

A dot of white light diffused from the top of the tower, turning into a translucent virtual screen, slowly unfolding in mid-air, floating down around the pure white tower.

The slowly descending virtual screen glowed, and a picture appeared on it.

The scene looks mysterious, but the scene appearing on the screen is not fantasy.

Just some ordinary human faces, some real things that happened.

One after another, soft virtual screens floated out from the white light on the top of the tower, surrounding the tall white tower and slowly falling down.

On the huge screen, the events that have happened on the land under human feet are played in a scrolling manner.

The real history, without any tampering or modification. It is the true history of mankind.

The scenes that Lin Yuan had seen in the corridors of the Tiger-Eating City, on the walls of the temple in the Land of No Pupils, on the stone walls of the underground nest of the Golden Tree, and on the white gate of the Contaminated Area No. 5 were now displayed one by one in broad daylight.

Surrounding the white pagoda, under the bright sunshine, it appears before the world.

From the invasion of the human world to the reasons for the appearance of Sentinels and Guides.

From the White Tower being the product of humanity's kneeling down, to the Empire being a pasture where monsters keep humans in captivity.

Frame by frame, scene by scene, tells the truth.

The officials of the empire personally delivered their compatriots to the monster's bloody mouth.

Those young lives that died tragically in the contaminated area were merely sacrifices offered by humanity to the enemy in its prayer for survival.

Every time the Box of Truth is inlaid with gems, a miniature virtual scene will appear.

No one knew that after it was completed, it would present such a stunning scene, magnificently displaying the blood-stained history of mankind.

Pieces of screens fell from the high tower like snowflakes, randomly scrolling and playing the secrets of the empire's history that were unknown to most people.

Everyone looked up.

Whether they were sentinels guarding remote places, children running in fishing villages, or passers-by walking in slums, one by one, they all stopped.

More and more eyes are gathering in front of the various screens of all sizes across the empire.

Even the sound of artillery fire from both the attacking and defending sides in the battle paused for a moment.

Originally, the TV was playing the Empire Succession Adulthood Ceremony in a rotating carousel.

I don't know who hacked the camera, but when the revolutionary army rushed into the White Tower, the video screen never stopped.

Those who had gathered in front of the screen to watch the Book Sealing Ceremony saw the live broadcast of the battle to invade the White Tower.

At this moment, the camera outside the White Tower was aimed at the screens falling from the White Tower.

The massive information explosion has generally overturned the three views of countless people.

The chaotic brain was washed back and forth by the horrifying truth, and everyone in every corner of the entire empire was stunned.

In front of an old TV on the side of a slum road, an old man with a broken leg reacted and pointed at a face frozen on the screen with a trembling hand.

"That's my child, my son!"

Everyone living here knows that Lame Zhang Ben had an excellent son who was a sentry, but he died in a contaminated area a few years ago.

After that, Lao Zhang went crazy and acted like a madman every day. He even broke his leg.

There was a little blood on the face of the child on the screen. He looked back outside the camera, then turned around and rushed towards the monster in the contaminated area without looking back.

This is a child who grew up in front of everyone on this street and finally became a sentry. He is the pride of his father.

It turned out to be just a sacrifice.

The child was caught by the monster, and a red bloody rain splashed all over the screen on TV.

"Ah! Damn it!" Lame Zhang rushed forward frantically, holding the small, worn-out TV and shaking it, "Give my son back! Give my child back to me!"

In the dirty alley, the people gathered in front of the screen fell silent. Only the madman was still shouting.

In the distance, the sound of artillery fire continued from the "white" tower.

A pair of hateful eyes rose from this inconspicuous alley and cast towards the tall tower.

It is not just this old man who has shed tears of blood. Almost everyone here has family members whose flesh and blood have been thrown into the contaminated area.

It turns out that we are just sacrifices, poultry, to feed the very few people who hide in the White Tower and live a life of drunkenness and sleep.

Destroy that tower!

Destroy that tower!

Such voices of the heart were like clarion calls, and they began to resound in every corner of the empire.

Like waves and huge billows, it spread across the entire empire.

If at the beginning, only a few underground organization fighters raised the banner of resistance.

When the truth was revealed frame by frame, the flames of hatred ignited in the hearts of all the civilians in the empire.

In the White Tower, a captain of the Royal Guard pushed his subordinate beside him and yelled angrily.

"Hurry, what are you doing standing there? Go get more weapons! We must defend this place and cannot retreat any further."

The young warrior shook his body, turned around blankly, and pointed at the TV screen embedded in the wall.

"Sir, did you see that?"

Amid the smoke of war, the TV on the nearby wall was still on. No one was watching it, and it was emitting a cold light on its own.

On the screen, a huge Royal Airship floated in the air. A young guide was riding on the airship and was quietly sent into the contaminated area by the escort team.

"Stupid thing, that's just a trick used by the enemy to confuse the people. You believe in such a trick." The captain raised his hand and fired a few shots, smashing the outrageous screen.

The video that was lit up shattered and the crispy pieces fell to the ground.

"But I have seen that child before." The young soldier said hesitantly, "I was the one who sent her to the contaminated area that time."

"The guide was lovely. She even gave me some spiritual counseling during the ride on the airship."

The captain wanted to interrupt him eagerly, "Shut up, shut up, watch your words and actions!"

The young soldier who had been very obedient did not stop talking. He lowered his head and looked at his hands. "I always found it very strange why you kept it a secret from everyone and sent the powerless guide there. You didn't let me ask at that time."

His voice gradually became firm from initial hesitation, and finally he raised his head and sneered, "So, this is what you do!"

Beside him, his companions in the trench turned their heads one by one and looked at him who was speaking.

"Don't forget, you are a noble!" The captain's roar was filled with rage as if the truth had been revealed. "You are a sentinel of the Royal Guard! Guarding the tower is your responsibility!"

The young nobleman grabbed the medal on his shoulder and tore off the golden armband.

"What nobles, what Royal Guards, I don't want to do that anymore."

He threw the bit of gold into the dust at his feet and turned to leave the trench he was supposed to guard.

After a moment, several people looked at their superiors, then stood up and left.

The team leader opened his mouth to shout, but his eyes finally fell on the fragments of the electronic screens.

The screen here was shattered, but he knew he couldn't shatter what really happened.

In the secret academy at the top of the White Tower, Lin Yuan placed the Box of Truth, which was still glowing, on the ground.

My arms seem to have no strength left. I can't even lift a small box like this.

She let her hands hang by her side with her last words.

"Don't disconnect the communication, Lin Yuan." Ni Ji's voice came from the personal terminal.

She could still see Ni Ji's face.

On the screen, the sentry's brows were tightly knitted together, his eyes were purple, and his face was very solemn. The scenery behind him was rapidly receding, and there was a loud sound of gunfire.

He is still very far away from me.

Lin Yuan looked at Ni Ji on the virtual screen with longing for a while.

The sound of crying echoed in the shattered black fog on all sides.

The queen's spiritual body dissipated and turned into a thick black liquid that scattered around.

The black sludge emitted mist and twisted back and forth all around, slowly condensing again and again, and failing to dissipate again and again.

At first, there were some curses that Lin Yuan could understand. Gradually, the various strange accents became unclear and Lin Yuan could no longer hear them.

Lin Yuan felt that it was not actually him who defeated the Queen.

Several times, when the spiritual body was in the most dangerous collision, the powerful Queen would suddenly freeze.

Or a child's arm reached out and grabbed her neck.

Or maybe a sentinel's face mysteriously appeared and interrupted her movements.

It is undeniable that Her Majesty the Queen of the Empire possesses an extremely powerful spiritual body and is a strong person in this world.

Lin Yuan even felt that not only was she no match for her, even if the panda queen in the sea of ​​flowers came here, she might not be able to defeat her in strength.

This emperor who had sat on top of the tower for hundreds of years was defeated by her own power.

She longed for power and became a slave to power.

In order to gain powerful strength, she devoured countless people. The unwillingness and anger remained in her body and eventually tore her apart.

At the last time, when Lin Yuan was almost out of strength, the golden branches suddenly appeared at her feet.

Lin Yuan had an extra foothold. He stepped on his friend's golden arm, and when his strength was exhausted, he reached out and grabbed the blood-red necklace.

Lin Yuan, who fell back into the pile of tentacles, could hardly get up. The emperor, who was surrounded by thick smoke on the altar, finally couldn't hold on at that moment. His pale body broke apart inch by inch and collapsed into broken bones all over the ground.

The broken bones collapsed on the platform with a loud crash.

The battle of mental powers caused both of them to fall to the ground in a panic.

Lin Yuan, with trembling arms, struggled to sit up from the bloody broken limbs on the ground, and inlaid the red gem into the Box of Truth.

When he looked up again, the queen's fragmented body in the center of the altar had disappeared.

Only half of the face is left with red lips, like a mask.

It was like a half-broken mask falling on the altar. The veil was torn, and the eyes under the white veil were staring at the forest garden outside the altar.

The two people stared at each other without speaking.

One's body collapsed, his spirit was destroyed, and scattered on the altar. The other was bleeding profusely, cut off countless tentacles, and sat in a pool of blood.

After such a brutal battle, everyone was covered in blood, their bodies were torn, and they were all on the verge of death.

They stared at the enemy in front of them.

Finally, Lin Yuan heard a long sigh.

Crying sounds were heard in the black fog. The crying sounds of various souls were heard from the thick black fog all around.

The muddy black mist no longer tried to gather itself together like before. It flowed aimlessly, seeping into the white bricks underground bit by bit.

Everything around seemed to begin to melt.

The earth was shaking, the tower was vibrating, and the bricks that paved the ground were falling and sinking.

A ray of sunlight shone in from above his head at some point. Lin Yuan looked up and found that the top of the white pagoda had melted.

The outer wall of the spire looked like a melted candle, dripping down bit by bit. There was a piece of the wall missing, and the sun could be seen through the gap.

Those kids outside the academy seemed to be running out. Lin Yuan knew that he should leave immediately, as the place was about to collapse.

But she no longer had any strength left. She had lost too many tentacles, each one of which she had cut with her own hands in order to avoid being eroded in the battle.

Now she doesn't even have a single leg that can move.

The body is in great pain, and the mental body is in even greater pain.

Lin Yuan moved his body and barely found a sturdy stone wall, and leaned his broken body against it.

Everything around her was falling and dissolving. She wished she could fall more slowly.

"Hold on, wait for me. Wait for me. Okay? OK?" Ni Ji's voice came from the virtual screen.

When he said this, his tone even sounded pitiful, with a hint of pleading, as if he was afraid that I would not wait for him.

He is a very sensitive person and has seen everything that happened here.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Lin Yuan looked at the sentry's face on the screen. He looked very handsome while climbing. Lin Yuan really wanted to watch him for a while longer.

Lin Yuan recalled that she once seemed to have said that she would make him happy and let him live a happy life.

Even if it was not expressed in words, when the mental picture was combined, it was certain that he had been coaxed and promised in this way.

But I don't seem to be doing well. I haven't made him happy many times.

The screen in front of me suddenly went black, and the picture was covered by countless smoke.

I wonder what this sentinel did to be able to rush all the way up to find me.

Lin Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky through the small gap above his head.

Today's sky is exceptionally clear, like a washed sapphire. It's just strange, why are the clouds in the sky white?

Don't worry, the white clouds look so beautiful.

Good? Like cotton candy.

Lin Yuan felt that his body was very cold and he really wanted to eat something sweet at this moment.

White? The bottom floor of the tower.

A warrior charging forward was suddenly grabbed by the ankle by a white arm that stretched out from the wall.

Hundreds of strange arms stretched out from the wall, grabbed his feet, wrapped around his waist, and dragged him into the brick wall.

"It's a mutant!" someone shouted.

His partner behind him saw this strange scene and immediately opened fire, trying to cut off those strange arms that suddenly attacked.

But he was too late, as the strange tentacles covered one by one, wrapping his prey in a white flesh cocoon.

Soon red blood began to flow out from the wriggling white gaps.

A holy brick fell from the wall of the White Tower.

The white square brick of bone squirmed on the ground for a moment, and turned into a strange deformed creature without eyes. The monster twisted its body, bared its sharp teeth, and rushed towards the crowd.

On the wall of the White Pagoda, the place where the brick had fallen off was vacant, and the sunlight from outside shone into the interior of the White Pagoda through the hole.

Bricks fell one by one, and the "white" tower that had never been illuminated by sunlight began to be dotted with holes.

Countless rays of sunlight shine into the tower.

Those fallen bone bricks turned into deformed creatures, rushing around in the white tower.

At this moment, the army that invaded the White Tower encountered the most horrific ambush since entering the tower.

There are aberrations everywhere.

Monsters of different types and appearances were transformed from the bricks of the White Tower, and they twisted and crawled down the wall one by one.

At a higher place, the Royal Sentinel who was retreating hastily turned his head and was grabbed by the monster's sharp claws.

The guards guarding the White Tower had to hastily turn their guns and aim them at the stone wall of the White Tower.

Is it true?

It turns out that what is shown in the video is all real.

Now, no one denies it anymore.

The tower is full of holes and monsters come in and out. For hundreds of years, the White Tower that has been guarding mankind is actually built with monster bones.

There was a loud bang.

The shells hit the giant monster. A warrior rolled out from the fireworks and was knocked unconscious by the shock wave.

The next moment, an arm stretched out from behind the cover, grabbed him and dragged him into a hiding place.

The two dusty warriors exchanged glances and found that one was wearing a bandit's veil and the other was wearing a Royal Guards armband.

The Royal Guard sentry was embarrassed for a moment.

But no matter how angry the noble chieftains above him were, at this moment, he no longer wanted to point his gun at his own kind.

"Here. There's some shelter down here. There's some ammunition."

The intruder wearing a black scarf quickly ran over and followed the guard wearing a gold armband into the hiding place.

Outside the hiding point, the ugly face of the deformed species appeared.

At this moment, the muzzle of the gun was turned and the artillery was set up again.

The ones you are targeting are no longer your own kind.

Outside the White Tower, a reporter's eyes widened.

He braved the gunfire and lurked nearby with a camera, filming quietly. He was a very courageous photographer.

However, he was so shocked by the scene before him that he was speechless.

In front of his camera, the towering tower slowly melted from the top.

The smooth outer wall of the holy tower was filled with holes like worms, and ugly mutants slowly crawled out of the holes.

The holy tower became riddled with holes.

"The tower has melted!" murmured the reporter carrying a camera.

Looking up, even the sky of the empire seemed to be losing color bit by bit. Like a curtain of farewell, it was slowly falling in the sky.

The blue sky with the rising sun and white clouds was revealed.