Primordial Sequence

"Tap..."

As he went deeper, Camus also saw a different picture. There was a nailed mummy next to the tunnel. There was a sign hanging on the neck of the mummy that read, 'Because I am disobedient, I deserve to die.' Kamiao turned his head and continued walking forward.

During this period, every few meters, Camio would see a mummy that looked like it was dead in a tragic way. They were both male and female, each with a different death state. The only thing that was the same was that they all had a sign with different words written on it, roughly.

I don't want to, I deserve to die serving guests.

I did something wrong and I deserve to die.

I betrayed my master and believed in the Black King, and I deserved to die.

I volunteer to die and dedicate everything to a great cause.

The various mummies and slogans were shocking. Kamui was like a quiet spectator witnessing all of this. Unknowingly, he reached the end. At the end of the passage was a wide open iron door. A fresh smell of blood hit his face. Miao looked inside with a serious look, and saw a high and low stone platform inside. There were corpses in different postures lying around the stone platform. Camiao knelt down and took a few glances, and found that the blood was still warm. It seemed that he died not long ago, and the stone platform in the middle was very regular. In Camus' view, it was more like a symbol. Camus took a deep look and wrote down the mark.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, Kamius heard a mellow boy's voice suddenly appear at the end of the hall. Kamius thought he had been discovered and immediately shrank his head and hid behind the stone platform. His heart beat rapidly and he shouted that something was wrong.

"Traveler? I am also a traveler, let's see who is better." But the words that followed were taken aback for a moment, what fellow traveler? Because he was suspicious and no one came over, Kamiao raised his head slightly and looked over. He saw two figures at the end of the hall. They were standing on the left and right, facing each other. They were at least a hundred meters away from here.

"Go to hell." I saw the man standing on the left speaking in a low voice. He was wearing a black robe that covered his whole body. His head looked rectangular. Opposite him was a bloated man, and there was still lying at his feet. Two people whose life or death were unknown. One of them was wearing a white suit, a top hat, and white gloves. He had a bunch of gold pendants on his chest. The other was a tall man in black. His eyes, mouth, and nose were bleeding. I let out more air and take in less air.

"Traveler? Which organization are you from?" Feeling that the other party was also Sequence Four, the bloated traveler dodged the attack and asked in a low voice, but the man in black robe ignored it and grabbed the shadow on the ground.

"Activate..." The bloated traveler calmly spread his fingers. The floor under his feet suddenly grew arms and legs. They jumped high to block the attack.

"Activation, war..." Seeing that the attack was useless, he took out a bunch of white chess figures from his pocket in the darkness and threw them to the ground. These chess pieces quickly grew in size and turned into a group of soldiers and knights with weapons in their hands.

"White? Are you from the White King system?" Seeing the other party using white chess, the bloated companion's expression changed drastically. He did not expect to meet the White King when he came down to check, so he also took out a bunch of black chess and threw them away. When they got out, the chess soldiers on both sides fought with each other. Because the battle scope became larger, the tall stone platforms were torn apart by the aftermath of the battle. Kamius immediately retracted his head when he saw this scene. He could infer from the opponent's tone. These two groups are completely mortal enemies. One is from the White King Caesar, and the other is from the Black King Alexander. Among them, the Black King system should be from the Discipline School. Does the appearance of this White King person here mean that the forces behind the club are? White King? After figuring out the problem, Camus suddenly felt a toothache. He seemed to have a conflict with the club.

"Shadow Slash." Seeing that the other party used the same method, the man in black robe suddenly disappeared into the air. The bloated companion also disappeared. After witnessing all this, Camus felt that this place could no longer stay. Originally, I came here to find information about Kokina, but the current situation does not allow it.

"Bang..."

I saw two black figures appearing on the roof. They were fighting with each other. For a moment, cracks as thick as wrists appeared on the ceiling above my head. Some stones fell down like rain, and the huge rumbling sound shocked people. Camus's heart trembled, and a huge falling rock happened to seal the door. Before he could run away, Camus immediately felt despair. His misfortune would never end, right? Seeing that the back road was blocked and looking at the passage ahead, it seemed that there was only one way to go until it was dark, but how to leave under their noses? This is not an ordinary difficulty. This space is neither too small nor too big. Once you go out, you will definitely be discovered.

"Ah..." Just when Kamius was sweating profusely with anxiety, he suddenly heard a scream from dozens of meters away to the left. He looked over slightly and saw the man in black robe holding up a head. Walking out of the shadow, it seemed that the person from the Black King System had failed. The man in black robe slowly moved towards the two unconscious people. He waved his hand and the man in black with bleeding mouth and nose suddenly scattered on the ground. Minced meat, he squatted down and a white chess piece appeared on the tip of his finger. He put the white chess piece between the eyebrows of the man in white. The unconscious man in white suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were extremely confused. Gradually, The white chess piece slowly blended into the center of his eyebrows.

"Do your job well, and I will help you solve any subsequent troubles."

"yes."

After receiving the answer, the man in black took off his hood, only to see two long white ears exposed. He looked at the people underground and continued to speak in a low voice.

"One more thing, check out a person named Susie. Well... he should be from the Sequence Eight Path. If it is possible to bring him into our camp."

"yes……"

After getting the answer, the black-robed bunny suddenly disappeared. Camus, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, was shocked. He never thought that the other party was a bunny. He also specifically mentioned Susie and why the bunny looked like this. He looks familiar, by the way... he looks a lot like Susie, hiss... he can't be the Dahmer family behind Susie, right? Or is it Susie's relative? But Susie told me that his family is a Sequence 8 family, and this guy's ability is Sequence 4, and it seems that his level is definitely not low. Now he is in trouble.

After a while, Camus, who felt that there was no danger anymore, got up from the ground. He touched it carefully. The unconscious man continued to be unconscious. Camus took note of his appearance and quickly ran forward. Gradually, He found that this underground building seemed to be round, because when he came in, the curve was on the left, but this side was on the right. After running for a few minutes, Camus saw a set of stairs. After climbing up, he found that this was the In a room, when he opened the door, he found that it was also a club, but it was not a slum club, because through the door, he could clearly hear the noise outside the door and the sound of ladies acting coquettishly.

"This..." After looking around, Camus was helpless. After thinking about it, he secretly looked out the door. He saw that the door number on the opposite side was No. 2, but there was no one around. Camus opened the door as soon as he saw it. After walking out, luckily no one noticed him at all. He squeezed through the crowd and walked out, only to find that he was in a strange place. He turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

Crimson Street, that is to say, I came here inexplicably from the slums, and... this club seems to be the club that I destroyed.

"Huh..." Just when Camus was about to go back, a biting cold wind blew, and that weird feeling came again, and his expression suddenly changed.

"What the hell... here we go again, there's no intermission, right?"

After saying this, Camus suddenly felt a drop of water appear on his face. He stretched out his hand to wipe it and found that it was black. An unspeakable sadness appeared in his heart. He vaguely heard the woman's scream and the man's wild laughter. , the trance lights, the sound of clothes being torn, finally turned into unforgettable screams, the collision of iron objects, the shaking lights, the cross stained red with blood, seeing these Camus trembling and shaking his head, he He covered his chest.

"I am willing to help you get revenge. I swear to the Judgment God that if I help you get revenge, you have to tell me who wants to harm me."

The moment Camus finished saying this, he suddenly felt an itch on his face, and a piece of skin fell off his face. The pain that followed made him crazy, and he knelt down with a ferocious expression. , the warm blood on his face dyed his clothes red, flowed to his mouth, and flowed to the ground. The salty blood filled the corners of his mouth. These smells and the face on the ground reminded him all the time that he was facing a fatal threat.

"I swear to the Judgment God that I will bring justice to Kokina. I will use all my abilities to destroy the club and save all women."

When he heard this, he covered his neck and coughed. Because there was a foreign object in his neck, he put his finger into his mouth. Gradually, the hair with red blood foam was pulled out of his mouth, and a voice appeared in his ear. .

"I'll give you half a month, I want to see your sincerity."

"Ahem, cough, cough... sir, are you okay?"

The sudden sound startled Camus, and he immediately crawled back. When he saw clearly, he found a group of people pointing at him. He immediately took a deep breath and fell to the ground, taking a big mouthful. As he breathed, cold snowflakes hit his face. This cold feeling made him feel so comfortable for the first time.

"Hahaha, I knew it...hahaha."

"Sir, are you okay?" Seeing Camus panic at first, then regaining his composure, and then laughing again, a woman squatted down to comfort him.

"What did I just say?" Camus came back to his senses and spoke in a low voice. He realized that he had just said something unfavorable to the club.

"You didn't say anything. You just squatted on the ground, trembling and screaming, and covered your face. Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Kamius immediately reached out and touched his face. His face had fallen off just now. When he touched his intact face, he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like it was an illusion.

"Thank you, I'm fine. I have to go back." After thanking the lady, Camus suddenly felt pain in his back again. The continuous movement caused his wound to tear again. He immediately stopped a public carriage and left here. .