Primordial Sequence

After Fiona finished this, she looked up at the full moon in the sky. She felt blood flowing from her wound and her body was a little stinging, and she couldn't help but whisper.

"A chaotic place."

In the middle of the night on Golden Oak Street, Camus was sitting in front of the window writing something. The orange-red gas light stretched his figure long. In the air, there was only the sparse sound of writing and his slight breathing.

"This is the conclusion I came to. Why am I so uneasy in my heart?" What was written on the paper was exactly what Camus thought of. He felt a little inexplicably irritable. He couldn't sleep at all, so he could only try to write down what he thought.

"Why am I irritable?" The increasingly strong irritability made him pace back and forth. He was going to try to use the mirror to predict whether something had happened. He was also very curious about the battle at the port.

"Dong..." The sound of riding on the wooden stairs sounded, and Camus walked down with the gas lamp. When passing by Lux's room, he deliberately slowed down his pace until he walked to the studio where the mirror was placed.

"Eh... is it foggy?"

As soon as Camus opened the door, he saw a thin layer of white fog outside the window in front of him. He picked up the gas lamp and looked at the pendulum clock on the wall, frowning slightly.

"Foggy at 2 o'clock in the middle of the night? This is really strange."

Without time to think about it, Camus gently pulled down the black cloth, and a tall floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared in Camus's vision. A portable gas lamp, a haggard face, and Camus in a black suit clearly stood in the mirror. Because it was late at night, except for the range of the gas lamp, other places were very dark, making Camus look quite mysterious.

"Hmph... Using a mirror to predict late at night is really special." Camus laughed at himself and called the mirror. His ideal state is to use the mirror to get the information he wants, and if it doesn't work, he will use the spiritual knowledge method.

"Great source of nothingness, please tell me..." Camus paused here. He predicted it because he was uneasy. Should he ask the mirror why he was uneasy? Thinking of this, Camus coughed again and continued to speak.

"Great source of nothingness, please tell me why Raymond Camus is uneasy." As Camus murmured, the mirror suddenly became deep and dark, and Camus' figure became blurred. The light in the mirror gradually disappeared. Camus felt that his magic power was rapidly draining away. After about ten seconds, a scream suddenly came out of the mirror. "Save me...ah..." A miserable and desperate voice appeared in Camus' ears. Some white substances that looked like cotton and looked soft gradually appeared in the dark mirror. These substances became more and more, and they gradually covered the mirror. Camus had been nervous because of the screams just now, and he was stunned when he saw this inexplicable picture. This was the first time that there was no black and white picture, but inexplicable smoke. Yes...it was smoke. "Smoke? What was the scream just now? This is the first time that a sound appeared. Why did smoke appear in the mirror?" Camus' voice became heavy and his face became solemn. He just tried it just now, but he didn't expect to really predict the reason for his uneasiness. What exactly are these things like white smoke? Just as Camus was thinking, the smoke in the mirror suddenly condensed irregularly. They condensed into a pair of white palms, lying quietly on the mirror, and then returned to the previous smoke shape. Camus just looked up at this time. He did not see the strange picture just now, because in his sight, the mirror was returning to normal. His figure holding the gas lamp reappeared in the mirror, but he saw something different. The gap in the mirror just happened to shine in the direction of the window. He accidentally saw the window and saw the fog outside the window that was bigger than before. The fog seemed to be flowing slowly, getting thicker and denser.

"Fog?" Camus suddenly turned around and raised his voice. Thinking of the picture he had just seen, he suddenly felt that this was what made him uneasy. These fogs that appeared late at night were fine just now. Why did they suddenly fog up?

"Not good..." Thinking of this, Camus remembered a thunder in his heart. It hasn't rained in Caldecott City recently. The timing of the fog is too unfortunate. He ran out in a hurry, ran to Lux's door, and knocked on her door hurriedly.

"Lacus, wake up, Lacus, wake up." A rapid and high voice sounded, and Lacus, who was sleeping in the room, suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes were extremely empty, and a chill emanated from her body. She climbed up stiffly, walked to the door stiffly, and opened the door stiffly.

"Ji... La..." Seeing the door open, Camus just said a word and closed his mouth suddenly, because he found his sister's weirdness. Lacus's eyes were very dull and her behavior was very stiff, like a puppet, or a puppet.

"Damn... Who are you?" Camus cursed loudly, staring at Lacus and gnashing his teeth.

"Kogas... Kogas..." A stiff and slow voice sounded, and Lacus's previous pleasant voice disappeared. Her voice became hoarse and dull, like a man's voice.

"Let him go..." Hearing this strange name, Camus slowly lowered his head and stared at Lacus's eyes, his voice low and calm.

"I...dong..." Lux uttered another word stiffly, and slowly fell to the ground. Kamius quickly hugged his sister when he saw it, and ran to Su Lan's house with him in his arms. There are very few extraordinary people in this stage. The only one he could find at night was Su Lan. He didn't know what happened to these things at the moment.

As soon as Camus went out, he found that the thick fog had gradually dissipated, and the empty and quiet streets of Golden Oak appeared in Camus' sight. Seeing the quickly dissipating fog, Camus was even more certain that someone must be targeting him, but the other party As if he suddenly gave up on the attack on himself, without having time to think about it, Camus hugged Lux ​​and ran quickly towards the streets of Hulin. There were no carriages operating late at night, so he could only do this.

The lower streets of Caddick City have recovered well due to the reconstruction of the government. At least the framework established has made people think that the officials of Caddick City have finally done a good thing. Caddick City is also gathered here. Most of the coolies and scattered civilians, because of their existence, a large number of cheap hotels have spawned here. In an ordinary hotel, a man wearing a black coat and a silk top hat, with his face hidden by a high collar, was sitting. On the bed, there was a box in front of him that was shaking crazily, and a harsh cry for help was coming from inside. His voice was extremely loud, and the strange sound made the figure in front of him open his eyes. A pair of red eyes, so red. Deep, scary red eyes.

"Help...ah...help...ah"

The exact same piercing cry for help came continuously from inside the box. These sounds were extremely loud, but even so, the people around the hotel continued to sleep, as if they could not hear these sounds.

"snort……"

The owner of the red eyes snorted softly. He had found Relimon Kamui just now, but the riot of the Eternals forced him to wake up.

"Ah... help..." Seeing that the box was still beating violently and calling for help, Korgas turned sideways slightly. A thick white mist appeared next to him. The white mist enveloped the box, and the rioting box gradually calmed down. , and no longer makes a harsh sound.

"Although the fully revived first-order sealed object is powerful, the awakened true spirit is too troublesome." A low and hoarse voice sounded, and Korgas shook his head slightly as he looked at the calm box.