Poor students may not be able to get the answer.

Although we can know from the moment that the so-called Colosseum and "they" are just stories compiled by Brother Killer, the purpose is to let yourself experience a stronger dramatic reversal.

But the whole house of graffiti and eyebrows seemed to have an explanation.

It is true that the other party can control many things freely because of its deep integration with the other side, but as mentioned earlier, everyone has their own limitations.

In Fu Qian's opinion, using Brother Zhao Ran's poor imagination is not enough to support him in constructing such a scene, and it is highly likely that it is just a discoverer.

And in this way, who was the original author?

What's going on with the Losers League engraved there?

And why do the graffiti move?

These questions raised from the beginning are still worth answering in the past.

Even really introducing a concept of "they" is indeed easier to explain.

Unlike the group that Mr. Feng only knows how to enjoy himself, there is another group of people trapped in it and did more things.

And the fact that their legacy was discovered by Zhao Ran, there is a considerable probability that the technique of deeply integrating with the other side will come from it.

"There is only one who can be called alive, but there is indeed a group of them."

And what is gratifying is that the Pope's reliability is once again demonstrated.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the pool of blood suddenly rolled, and a human body gushed out.

...

Killer brother.

For the past, it is really not difficult to identify. The figure who seemed to be struggling in the Styx was Zhao Ran, a scientific research partner who had just been eliminated.

It can be seen that his mental state is deteriorating further, and he is rushing left and right and is like crazy.

However, no matter how hard you try, you are still covered with thick blood, and you can't struggle out of it.

Alas, don’t blame me for being ruthless. When you embark on the road of scientific research, you should know that you are cruel and cruel every step of the way and you will never turn around.

Even if you step a step further, you will be cruelly abandoned and will have no hope of reaching the position of academic leaders for life.

"Is this the one who lives?"

I sighed in my heart and confirmed casually.

"Yes, although the 'Outside' is indeed a dead thing, there are still some traces of activity inside. This should have just been integrated and kept intact.

"Of course, as this place collapses, he still has the same fate."

The witch nodded, ruthlessly foreshadowed Zhao Ran's fate.

"It's okay, he's always proud of this."

But Fu Qian was able to fully understand the mind of the person involved and said that this was nothing.

"In addition, I can only show him, and I can't control my will, so you can't ask him."

And the bad news about the witch continues.

"It's okay, this person's contribution has been completed, and he can't provide any valuable insights...what about the remaining group?"

Before paying this, I just continued to signal that it was not inconsistency and turned to pay attention to the incomplete "them" - it was really not very complete.

But the witch didn't even say much. The blood pool under the moonlight had already rolled again, rolling densely.

Although this time it appears, it is hard to think of it as a human form.

It was like a wax figure that was exposed to the sun for a day and then grabbed it casually.

Except for the struggle similar to Brother Zhao Ran, who has a much smaller amplitude, most of them don’t even have the arms to struggle only.

The most complete trace of wriggling is barely recognizable by a human brain, and even one piece is missing.

"They should have been integrated with this place for too long, and their personal will has almost been completely lost, and at most a trace of obsession remains."

At the same time, the witch also reminded that this group was not even likely to communicate.

"But they shouldn't have entered this state together?"

I didn't feel much regretful when I nodded slightly, so I made a confirmation before paying.

"It looks like it's, but it should have been a bit long."

The witch confirmed his statement.

"I understand, now I need you to find something for me."

It seems that the guess was correctly found, but it seems useless. "They" has only left a slight echo.

But Fu Qian still signaled that it was okay, and then gestured.

"A roll of parchment, or a cup made of gold."

...

Honestly, no matter which request sounds a bit outrageous.

Even though he is already half the controller of the "other shore", facing these vast remains, this kind of thing is similar to finding a needle in a haystack.

But I am the Dark Moon Pope, what is it to find a needle in a haystack?

"Sorry, there is indeed some gold, but the cup doesn't seem to be."

With a puzzled face but without hesitation, after a brief thought, the witch actually made a discovery.

Then he even reached into the crack with one hand, and when he retracted it, there was a roll of yellowed stuff on it.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Not forgetting to thank him, Fu Qian took this obviously old thing casually.

It was obvious that the witch took it from somewhere here, so that there were vague cracks on it.

In order to avoid the antiques being broken directly, the process of spreading them out before is very careful.

"No, there are some cups."

As the parchment slowly unfolded, Fu Qian signaled to the above, indicating that the witch was actually looking for both things.

"It's really a cup."

The latter was not at all unhappy about being corrected, and he stretched his head and looked at it carefully.

I was sure that the not-so-large parchment was densely covered with patterns, the most eye-catching of which was the double-digit goblet.

The rest are the marks that are slightly different in parts, but the whole is similar to the four-hand pattern I saw along the way.

It can even be seen from this that the process of evolution step by step is completely consistent in the end.

And these marks also cover the surfaces of those cups.

"Do you know who this group is?"

With such a development, how could the witch not have any associations? I will be curious and confirm it the next moment.

"I know, maybe, and even know what organization they belong to."

Fu Qian sighed lightly, as if he could feel the weight of this thing, and he compared his hand to his head.

"The Holy Grail Sect, a research organization in the outside world that opened a hole in the head and tried to use it to peek into the mysteries of the gods.

"They made the Holy Grail with gold, engraved symbols representing power, and finally sealed the divinity into it for their own use."

When he gave that title, Fu Qian thought of more than one old friend.

Mr. Lo, Yuer, Sage, Collins, Claudio...

"It's a pity that it's obvious that when the real mystery of the god is in front of you, it becomes an incomprehensible nightmare.
Chapter completed!