Primordial Sequence

Early in the morning in Billy City, Camus stared at the heavy snow outside the window in a daze. Although she didn't know what Jack's condition was, Zacharias, the enemy of life and death, must have disappeared. For a moment, she was confused. After that, After a while, he turned around and walked towards the mirror. Although in theory, the higher-order ones were freed from the constraints of the mirror, he could at most be regarded as a faceless man with some of the higher-order abilities. He was ready to learn what happened from Kidd's mouth.

In the discipline house, Kidd was sitting in the office wearing thick clothes. The light from the fireplace shone on his face, and the warm temperature made him quite comfortable.

"Will that makeup artist still come to me? I was tricked by him." After saying that, Kidd picked up a book "On the Possibility of Space Transformation". This is the promotion knowledge that belongs to the black scholar path, and it is also His endless reading.

"Dong dong... come in." At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Kidd immediately put the books in the drawer and looked up at the brown wooden door.

"Mr. Kidd, 'Idiot has been promoted'. He is now the weapons master of stage three." It was Rama who came in with a happy face, and Idiot was the muscular man who bought the formula from Camus.

"This is indeed good news. Maybe there will be another squad leader in the discipline." Kidd stood up from his seat and followed Rama out with a happy face. Camus witnessed all this with his own eyes. , but he suddenly discovered that there were several entities inside the discipline center that could not see reality clearly. In order not to alert the snake, Kamui had to give up first.

In the world of spooky elves, playfulness and funny laughter echoed in the dense forest. All the animals and plants in the forest had human facial features and limbs. They closed their eyes and fell into sleep. A gust of wind blew away the sleeping trees, flowers and plants. After waking up, the whole forest suddenly became more lively.

There is a huge Half-Moon Lake in the middle of the forest in the Elf World. There is a tall building in the middle of the Half-Moon Lake. Four bishops and the Pope are seen sweating profusely while looking at the Book of Death that is tightly locked with chains. They already knew what was happening outside, but they had no time to rest.

"He finally became quiet. With our capabilities, it is impossible to use him with confidence unless it is a top-ranked player."

Bishop Spades looked at the rough opening of the Book of Death. Compared with other sealed objects they had seen, the Book of Death was still too scary.

"Crash..." Just as it spoke, the Book of Death broke free of its chains and flipped wantonly in mid-air. Countless black Sumerian words appeared on its pages. The five people's faces changed drastically when they saw it.

"No, who's death is he going to write again? Damn it, I just said that his previous weakness was a lie to us. Now we can't just watch him here every day?" Bishop Square said with a dark face, In the second era, the Book of Death became the 'source of fear' along with the Book of Destiny. One of them was responsible for writing destiny within the rules, and the other was responsible for killing people within the rules. I don't know how many extraordinary people died under their pens.

"...Pa" The completed Book of Death closed suddenly and became low-key.

In Billing City, Camus put on thick clothes and walked in. Since he didn't have a chance to know the situation today, he should go to the exchange to have a look. It is said that trading has partially resumed.

"Huhu..." The heavy snow whizzed outside the door and fell with it. Camilla pulled her hat and looked at No. 36, where the door was closed. That was Laura's home. It seemed that they were planning to stay at home in this bad weather. Home.

"Fight..." Suddenly Kamiao heard the rapid sound of horse hooves in the heavy snow in front of him. He immediately stood a little further to the roadside, looked up and saw a driver wearing a black coat and white gloves. Coming at a gallop.

"Crash..." Just at this moment, Camus suddenly heard a crash. He looked up and saw some opium pods from the house in front of him stepping down, hitting the driver and the carriage.

"Ah..." When the driver saw the opium coming from the front, he suddenly looked at him, and he immediately blocked it in front of him with his hand.

"Ah..." The dust filled the air, accompanied by a scream. The coachman was cut on the neck by a sharp tile. He immediately covered his neck and fell down. The carriage behind him was also submerged by the carriage, and a hurried lady came from inside. call.

"Hurry and save people." Residents on both sides of the road saw this situation and immediately ran to save people. Just then, the wall next to the carriage collapsed, and the carriage was shattered into pieces. The coachman, the horses and the man calling for help The lady suddenly became silent.

"Damn it, these two people were favored by Miss Fortune when they went out, right? This kind of thing can happen." Camus was stunned after witnessing all this. How could the time tiles pull on the wheels normally? Let's not talk about the pulleys. It would have been fine How did you save the wall? A shoddy project?

Camus sighed and continued to walk forward, but he was a little more careful. It looked like there was a dilapidated building in front of him. When Camus saw the collapsed wall, his eyes suddenly shrank. He saw that the traces on the fracture were brand new. It seems like it fell down for no reason, and this is an obsidian house. How could it be such a coincidence?

"Wow, these two can go buy lottery tickets." Because he didn't find any magic power fluctuations, Camus could only attribute this incident to bad luck, and he walked forward again.

Just as it was passing by a crossroads, a statue of a general at the crossroads collapsed and hit a woman who was taking out the trash. Her body was instantly smashed into a puddle of meat. Camus touched the blood on her face. He was scared, because the lady who was smashed into pieces was less than one meter away from him. This kind of incident without warning immediately made him confused. What a coincidence? Why did the statue of a good general fall down? Why doesn't it fall down at other times and then falls down when it arrives?

"Isn't it a good time to go out today?" Camus murmured, turned and left, but just as he walked to the door of a coffee shop, a piece of broken glass suddenly fell and hit the head of a gentleman who was passing by quickly. , he screamed and fell to the ground, twitched a few times and then lost his breath.

Kamiao stared at the scene with his mouth open. When he looked up, he saw a construction man looking down in horror. He accidentally broke the glass just now, and a piece of glass fell and killed a person passing by. This made him a little uncomfortable. I can't believe it.

After Kamuo looked at the construction man with his true eyes, he realized that she was just an ordinary person. He was immediately confused. Wasn't the repeated accidents an attempt to murder him?

At this moment, Camus heard another explosion, followed by a cry of terror.

"Get out of the way."

Kamuo looked over and saw an out-of-control carriage hitting a passerby. The wheels of the carriage just hit his head. Suddenly his head exploded like a watermelon, and bright red brains mixed with skull fragments were scattered everywhere. It was extremely dazzling on the snow-white ground. Kamius looked behind the carriage and saw that there was a house in flames at the head of the development road. It looked like it should be a gas explosion.

"This... I saw four accidental tragedies in just a few dozen minutes. Isn't this too magical?" Camus immediately decided to go home and stay well. Today is definitely not a good time to go out. God is probably warning him. .

Camus carefully returned home. The moment he closed the door, he breathed a sigh of relief. But he didn't know that accidental tragedies like this were happening everywhere today. He only saw part of it.

In the discipline center, in order to celebrate the muscular man's promotion, Kidd's team held a rally for him. Some muscular men who drank too much were about to show off their strength. He was about to lift weights to let everyone see how strong he was. He walked to the barbell the size of a millstone and lifted it up with all his strength. Everyone present cheered for him, including Kidd.

Just when everyone was about to say a few words, one end of the barbell raised high suddenly came loose. The muscular man with a proud look was just about to say something when he suddenly felt a black shadow falling down. Before he could react, , he suddenly felt a pain in his head, and his vision went dark.

"Pa..." Kidd dropped the wine glass in his hand. He stared at the body with his head smashed on the ground in stunned silence. In order to confirm the authenticity of this matter, he even twisted Rama who was standing beside him.

"It hurts...Captain." Rama was also shocked, but the severe pain in his body told him that this was not a dream. The muscular man with a beard who had just been promoted was crushed to death by the barbell he lifted, and his brain was all over the place. and blood all indicate that he is dead.

"No..." Rama reacted and immediately rushed over. Now he is the only one alive in Kidd's team. One mutated and the other was accidentally killed. What exactly went wrong.

Kidd, who had experienced countless bloody storms, first tested his magic power and found that there was no magic power fluctuation around the beard. In other words, this was really an accident. Even if he was very nervous, he couldn't accept this. It was a stage three. The weapons master was killed by the barbell he lifted. Is this an accident? Not to mention that he didn't believe it, neither did the higher-ups of the discipline institute. It was the most ridiculous thing in the world.

"Captain..." Rama turned around while holding the headless body, and found that Captain Kidd was still standing there with dull eyes. He immediately raised his voice.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

"This...this..." Kidd didn't know what to say. Today's incident simply refreshed all his knowledge. It was simply too outrageous.

When accidental deaths occurred everywhere, major organizations suddenly discovered that there was a problem. Too many people died in accidents, even thousands of times more than usual.

Adventurer's Guild, outside the Wall of Justice, the man with a calm face opened his eyes, and he spoke in surprise.

"Book of the Dead?"

At the Church of the Sun, the Fortress of Light, an old man with blond hair suddenly opened his eyes.

"The Book of the Dead, it must be it. What on earth is the Poker Club doing?"

The poker club also discovered these problems. When the Book of Death was written just now, they knew that something big was going to happen, and now it was too late.

"The Book of Death describes all deaths as a matter of course. He represents all deaths within the rules." Bishop Cube said with emotion. They now admired the Book of Death.