Dawn of the Grey Tower

Russell followed behind Roger, and to be precise, he was carried behind the interrogator by two strong men. At this time, the spy had to thank the other party for his broken body. If Roger was walking fast, he would lose half his life even if he was dragged forward.

But when they came to another room, the spy's kind of fortune was wiped out. In this well-ventilated room, there is a strange aroma, the aroma of meat being cooked.

But this is by no means a celebration party for Russell's promotion, because besides the chairs, there are only two things in this room, the charcoal brazier in the center, and the various soldering irons around it.

Russell knew about the soldering iron, which was originally used to mark the owner of the animal, but it quickly became a torture tool because of its fearsome characteristics.

He never thought that there could be so many different shapes of soldering irons, even not only flat ones. He also saw the curved types that were specially made to fit the curves of the human body among those fearsome instruments.

The spy could not imagine what kind of evil person could produce the ideas and ideas for making these devices, and what kind of evil motivation drove him to put them into practice. He dare to say that there must be the participation of the devil, and only the devil who is addicted to screams and torture will have such a vicious inspiration.

"Welcome to the barbecue room, oh, it was originally called a more formal name, but we all called it that way. The main reason is that the smell here is really hard to get out. If you look closely, you can see it. There was some grease in the cracks of every stone brick. It was crazy to clean it up, so after the third cleaner went crazy, we gave up our plan to clean it up."

The two strong men laughed dullly, and they seemed to be satisfied with Roger's humor. But Russell didn't think it was humorous, he didn't think it was ridiculous, he just felt that the blood on his body had suddenly become cold, and the holes made by the copper rings didn't hurt so much, and they didn't hurt at all.

He only hates himself for why he can't stay in a coma forever, and Shandi has to face all this when he wakes up. Why, he didn't die directly?

"Your face is ugly, is it too cold? That's right, this weather plus a bucket of cold water from the well, oh, it’s really not good. You two, it’s really not good. It’s okay, there’s a fire here, we can Talk while grilling."

It seems that you are the kind of person who talks to your own barbecue. Russell criticized in his stomach, but he could only criticize in his stomach. He didn't have the courage to speak. Really, there was no courage at all. They seemed to have never existed.

But so what? Could the world be open to you just because of your collapse? Can you stop the tragedy by yelling at the sky enough? Nothing like that, never.

The two big men pressed Russell on the chair, and then went to bring another one for Roger. It can be seen that there shouldn't be a second chair in this room, because it is impossible to put the soldering iron on a person while sitting.

"Thank you, really, thank you, thank you for being so considerate of my disability. You see, Master Russell, our department is not as cold-blooded as you think, and we are full of courtesy and friendliness."

With a bright but penetrating smile, Roger went into that chair, facing Russell across the charcoal brazier. If Russell still had the strength, he would try to kick the brazier down and see if he could burn this **** hunchback.

"Light up the flame, you see, Master Russell is beginning to tremble. This is not the way of hospitality, where is our enthusiasm? Where is our hospitality? Oh, that's how this world has gotten worse."

"What the **** are you doing!" The agent gritted his teeth and said this sentence. It exhausted all of his energy. After speaking, Russell seemed to be dimmed.

Rogello squinted his eyes, the real one, and then showed his mouth full of yellow teeth, "It was beyond my expectation, Master Russell, I thought you would not speak anymore today. Well, so good, you are indeed extraordinary. ."

The flame, rising in the white-gray charcoal, burned secretly. The air between the two was distorted by heat, and their faces became unreal, like reflections seen across the folds of water.

"You ask me what I want to do? Well, objectively speaking, I want to leave a few traces on you with these devices. However, please believe that this is not out of malice. First of all, please allow me to introduce you to my current position. And the department where you will work, our birth and mission, history and responsibility. It can be said that we ourselves are the embodiment of the spirit of secret rituals. We are the dead, the walking dead, and we are the drowned."

When Tuozi said the three words drowned, the expression on his face changed slightly. At that moment, he was not like a butcher, as if he had changed back to a mage again, but soon, as he continued to narrate, the butcher again came back.

"In the past, huge mistakes have occurred in this city. Our research has divided us. Dangerous experiments have almost wiped out the city. Those years have been called the Dark Age by us. I believe you have already dealt with it. I have heard that the apprentices of the other five schools will not learn the knowledge about that period. Only us, the secret instrument records them, the secret instrument knows them, and the secret instrument guarantees that darkness will not strike again."

"If we say that our brains are better than beasts, we are more profound and complex in summarizing lessons. The emergence of the dark period has prompted the entire city to reflect on what kind of future we are pursuing. The art of magic, What does it mean? Of course, this kind of question will not have an answer. If there is, then this is another mediocre city. Without an answer, it is a difficult answer. Only this answer can make this place the best name."

Rogello's tone was three-point joking and three-point solemnity, and these two contradictory emotions existed in his words at the same time. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"But the answer needs to be proved, the maintenance needs the foundation. We are the foundation of this city, and the drowned will seize everything that can make them alive by all means. No matter what method is used, this city has the meaning of continuing to survive. So we have appeared. We are a non-existent department, a unit that specializes in handling dangerous research and taboo matters. We are interrogators, killers, spies, and a collection of everything that cannot be placed in the sun."

"Do you think my appearance is terrible? Oh, if you know how I became like this, I am afraid that you will be even more afraid. Not to mention, my eye, it was eaten by an abyssal demon, When it used that **** slender mouthpart to smash the eyeball and swallow it, the **** eyeball was still in my eye socket! I would rather it dig it out, really, that would be much better. "

Trembling, I don't know when it stopped. Russell stared at the hunchback in front of him, shocked at what he was telling, and felt a certain relief at the same time.

Why, the secret instrument is the least numbered among the six schools? Why, quite a few members of the secret instrument school are always missing? Why is the city’s security measures so simple or even naive, but it can be guaranteed to continue to operate?

These questions are answered in no time. Because some people are constantly removing the necrotic parts of this huge living city, just like the immune system in the body, they will stop the spread of necrosis at the cost of their own death.

"A person who has an empty title but everyone knows can’t be counted as a real spy. A real spy always takes another look. Join the drowned, and your previous life will become a disguise, which is cruel. , But like I said earlier, this is a promotion and it is irreversible."