The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 271 Ch270 The Second Mystical Organ

Chapter 271 Ch.270 The Second Mystical Organ

Obviously, he is not in London.

The wards at Bristol were as plain as Pushou Collins's socks or woolen waistcoat.

This room is considered the 'highest' level, but a few finger-sized holes can still be seen in the corners of the wall.

And the tail that occasionally flashes in the hole.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak."

The flames jumped back and forth.

Roland finally felt relieved.

The interesting thing is that it was different from the last time he was hospitalized: this time there was no gauze on Roland's body, no smelly dark brown medicine of unknown origin, no wounds, and no pain.

He seemed to be a healthy person, just staying in this ward temporarily.

He can move his wrists, forearms, upper arms, neck, hips and legs with ease.

He was able to get out of bed and jump a few times on the ground.

Of course he did.

"You act like a fool."

"Even if you say now that I am like that, I won't be angry." Roland tiptoed and bounced on the ground like a rabbit with its hair blown up. The ends of his hair were loose, which looked particularly scary at first glance.

"It's good to be alive, Wrench."

escape.

Especially when he has already determined that he will die.

“It’s great to be alive…”

He clenched his fists, but felt that something in his body seemed to be 'too healthy'...

Bow down.

Roland: ...

"Isn't this great? Little Roland and Big Roland are both very energetic."

Roland said nothing, silently took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and covered himself with the yellowed sheets again.

Only then did Roland have time to observe this "ward" -

Very narrow.

Rather than calling it a 'room', it would be more accurate to say that it was 'part of a room': it was like a smaller compartment separated from a room that was not very big to begin with, and there was not even a table except for a bed.

After getting out of bed, maybe after taking four or five steps, you will touch the door panel.

There were a few extinguished candles hanging in the corner, and besides that there was a wooden barrel on the ground.

Gone.

that is all.

Oh, there are also insects crawling on the walls and Mr. Rat and Ms. Rat’s family living in the cave in the corner.
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I'm in Bristol.

"certainly."
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What about Fernandez and Cinder?
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Before…

"I was blocked before, in that 'field'. I know everything that happened, but I can't communicate with you."

"Roland, you did a great job."

"It's not fate's favor."

"It was you who helped yourself to survive."

"You only have yourself to thank, and thank Cinder, Fernandez, and..."

The flame moved.

"With someone you'll get to know later."

"You're great."
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Thank you.

Roland tugged at the sheets.
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But could you please calm me down first?
Roland's face turned red.

He was only now gradually realizing that there was something wrong with his body. This abnormality was like the feeling of being full of energy when he just woke up in the morning - but it should subside with the passage of time, rather than getting worse.

Wrench just kept laughing.

"If someone comes to see you later and they have nowhere to put their hands..."

"How rude."

"Yes or no?"

"You can tell them: Oh, I just happened to have a short staff ready for you to rest your hands on."
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Why could you make someone close to you hate your mouth so much?

"Look at you, you're still saying dirty words."

Roland: ...

It feels so good to be alive.

But it's almost time to rest, 'Roland'.

He stared at the quilt.

"This state won't last long. It will be soon, Roland."
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We obviously have different definitions of fast and slow…wrench.

"Um?"
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I won’t always be like this, right?

"Some people beg for something but still can't get it, you ungrateful fool."
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I only take a walking stick with me when I go out, really.

Roland realized that something seemed to be wrong with his body.

Except for 'little Roland', his heart beat much slower than usual, and there was no sign of scarring on the original wounds. His skin was smooth and delicate, just like that of a pampered young master - including his fingers and phalanges.

He worked a lot during his time in the workhouse.

Roland's fingers should have been covered with thick calluses, and each phalanx was much larger than that of a normal person.

but now.

Even and slender.

Just like new.

New body.

"…Do you remember what happened before you died?"
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No. I seem to...
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I seem to only remember Haldir's blessing...

"Don't thank the wrong person."

The flames suddenly became stronger and condensed into characters.

…………

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「Name」: Blood of Ancient Angels
「Type」: Mystical Organ (Blood)
[Description]: These are not the fragile winged summoned creatures 'forged' by humans.

Ancient angels. A powerful alien species that disappeared from the waking world after the departure of Saint Delis.

These monsters, who are not holy and do not consider themselves to represent the "Holy Cross", are bloodthirsty and cruel, and have the ability to imitate the power of living creatures by absorbing their flesh and blood.

Tearing steel apart with bare hands and regenerating severed limbs are as easy for these alien species with tenacious vitality and difficult to be completely eliminated as cutting off a human head.

Only a very few people understand the ancient angels and know the horror of this alien species that has been forgotten in history.

——The most precious thing about them is the golden blood flowing in their bodies.

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"Name": Son
[Description]: You, with the blood of ancient angels flowing in your body, are the true 'Son of God' - the Son of the aliens.

From now on, the aliens will have the most basic goodwill towards you.

You can become enemies, but before that, they will not actively attack you.

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[Name]: Blade of Brilliance
[Description]: The golden blood is filled with extremely yang energy.

Your blood is more feared by feminine creatures than holy water - and for some ritualists who wield feminine power, you will be at the top of their "most hated" list, far surpassing those white-robed saints or black-robed executors.

Your blood can do everything holy water can, including exorcising evil spirits, injuring/killing negative creatures, and being used in rituals.

Note: Whether a devout saint or a cultist who worships the inverted cross, this blood is no less than the best material on the market.

If you are smart enough, you won't reveal this secret to others easily.

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"Name": "Pagan"

「Description」: Apparently, blood can change a person's body more easily than eyeballs.

They will not flow quietly within a human body, but will slowly and carefully change their habitat until they are completely comfortable.

——The flesh that carries the blood will gradually move closer to the alien species.

Your life span will be greatly extended, and you will be able to carry more "secrets", and your flesh and blood will be filled with power far beyond that of humans.

Including a certain part.

You know which one.

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…………

Roland quietly read the words in his eyes.

Mystical Organs...

An ancient alien species that disappeared into history along with Saint Delis.

"Do you have any memories of 'after death'?"

Roland nodded.

He now understood the whole thing.

The woman whose face could not be seen on the lonely island...

It is very likely that he is the owner of the mystery box.

The Saint: Delis.

Just like the "Challenger Box of Delis", the ancient angels were also left behind by Delis.

He left a trap, and behind the trap he left a reward.

It's just like its name: Challenger.

Those who succeed in the challenge will receive a reward; those who fail will die.

太…

Too frivolous.

Roland let out a long sigh and recounted his memories of his 'after death' in the Black Sea.

"oh."

"You met Delis."
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From the way you speak, it seems as if you know her.

"You heard wrong."

Roland: ...

"So, what do you want to say?"
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Am I the monster that 'destroyed the island'?

"Obviously."
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I'm not.

"Who are you."
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I'm not.

"Who are you."
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I don't...why should I have to argue with you about this.

Roland rubbed his swollen temples:
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I have no reason to destroy the island - if that island means 'the world'.
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I don't like this world, but I like some people living in this world.
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I have no reason to do this, wrench.
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Why me?

"How should I know. Just like I don't understand why anyone would be interested in little boys."

Roland: ...
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If I really am, why doesn't He just kill me?

"I'm warning you, you'd better keep your mouth shut."

"You know how serious the 'meeting with Delis' thing is."

Roland didn't know.

But he is by no means the destroyer of worlds.
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The saint had found the wrong person.
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Perhaps the one who used the mystery box was Cinder, or Fernandez.

Roland wasn't sure.

The flame didn't answer either.

In fact, Wrench knew very well that in that case, the one who opened the puzzle box must be Roland.

Otherwise, no one could escape from the cave alive from the ancient angels.

This is not letting the water down.

Instead, it released an entire sleeping world.

——And from its behavior, it can be seen that everything is linked.

This is a decision made by fate.

The person holding the mystery box must be Roland.

Whether Roland can display the corresponding strength is the test he has to endure: it is the key to life or death.

Just like said before.

He survived on his own.