Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 120 Wei Lan Remembers
As the patina spread, everything in the secret room was shrouded in an ancient and decaying aura.

The human body, flesh, and joints all rusted like a machine, making it extremely difficult to move in this strange space.

Apart from the spirit, only the spiritual power continues to flow as usual.

But all the spiritual power that permeated reality was gradually corroded by this copper rust and eventually swallowed up.

Just as the spiritual power that was originally meant to combat the patina of copper became a source of replenishment for the patina.

At that moment, the bronze statue turned around and walked towards the nearest crystal skull member.

In this space, its movements are getting faster and smoother, while the movements of others are like being rusted, getting slower and stiffer. This creates a contrast, as if the others are machines and only it is alive.

It walked up to a member of the Crystal Skull organization, raised its bronze palm, slowly covered his head, and then tightened its grip.

"puff"

The heads of the Crystal Skull organization members are exceptionally hard; according to the information shared by Miss Ai, they can withstand being run over by a truck. However, in front of this bronze hand, they are as brittle as an eggshell.

Not only did the brain matter shatter, but even the psychoactive substances on the crystal skull were completely destroyed the moment they were crushed.

Seeing the tragic state of their companions, the Crystal Skull members' eyes flashed with despair and fear. They wanted to scream and fight back, but they could do nothing.

In this rusty world, only the bronze statues are still in motion.

One after another, they shattered the heads of the Crystal Skull members.

The splattered blood, along with the crystallized skull and brain tissue, formed a series of bizarre images.

Because killing anyone is just one hit, it creates a mechanical and monotonous feeling.

Its attacks on Crystal Skull members didn't even qualify as massacres; they were merely a tedious harvest.

At the same time, as the bronze statue began its indiscriminate slaughter of the crystal skull members, Han Su hurriedly picked up a box from the ground behind the pillar.

They were the Crystal Skull members who had just charged towards Han Su.

The other party was originally following the professor's dying order to grab the mechanical fragments and escape with the box, but just as he rushed in front of Han Su, he was stuck by the copper rust, and the box in his arms rolled to Han Su's side.

Although I've already hollowed out a hole in the box, at least I have it inside, so I don't have to keep expending my mental energy.

For some reason, Han Su was unaffected by the copper rust. The moment he put the mechanical fragments into the box, a certain degree of isolation was created, and Wei Lan seemed to finally regain some of her vitality.

She suddenly hugged Han Su tightly, her voice choked with sobs: "So, it was you, wasn't it?"

"Back then, it was you who rescued me from that monster-infested castle?"

"..."

"what?"

Wei Lan's words suddenly stunned Han Su, making his scalp tingle for a moment.

He looked down in disbelief and saw Wei Lan's face covered in tears.

"It was you, it really was you..."

Wei Lan's face showed a mixture of fear and surprise as she tried to raise her hand to touch Han Su.

But her hands were trembling so badly she couldn't lift them. She could only keep talking, her voice very careful, as if afraid of breaking them.

“I was wondering why I kept having that nightmare, but I couldn’t remember it every time I woke up. I was wondering why I traveled all this way back to Qinggang City, even though I don’t like this place at all and even thought about escaping here forever…”

"So that's why... there's a reason for everything!"

"..."

"She really remembered? Is it because of this mechanical fragment?"

The shock Han Su felt was beyond words; he was no less shocked than Wei Lan.

Why did she think of this?

In theory, rescuing her is already a matter of the previous life story.

On this life's journey, she was never kidnapped; she had her own complete life experiences.

"Can you still move?"

He tried to pull Wei Lan along; he had so many questions he wanted to ask her, but this was definitely not the place to talk.

But when faced with his question, Wei Lan's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Her eyes widened as she watched the bronze statue slowly turn to look at her, its snake head bearing two eerily strange rubies.

It felt like I was back in that cold corridor, seeing the bronze armor statues on both walls.

I thought of how I was powerless back then, locked in a cold, hard room, trembling with fear, so desperate that I didn't even dare to cry out loud.

At that time, there was also a person who suddenly kicked open the bronze door in front of him and pulled him out.

Then he hugged himself and ran forward for his life.

Finally, he hugged himself and fell, fell, and then the nightmare ended, and he returned to reality.

Before that, she had repeatedly relived the dream and had come across reports about the kidnapping case, including those of the kidnapped children and the only survivor.

But she never associated the kidnapping with herself.

Because these countless revisited dreams are completely forgotten upon waking, leaving no trace. Only when these memories are fully recalled, and when one is completely overwhelmed by them, does one truly return to reality.

However, upon returning to reality, the first thing she saw was that familiar bronze statue. Its tall and irresistible presence seemed to plunge her back into a nightmare.

"I can't worry about that anymore..."

Han Su didn't know what Wei Lan was thinking, but he could tell that the mechanical fragments were having a huge impact on her.

But at that moment, the bronze statue had already thrown down the head of the last Crystal Skull member, and turned stiffly to walk towards them, as if a huge shadow was looming over the two of them.

The pain in the back of my left hand was getting worse, and the strange feeling in my heart was getting stronger and stronger.

All around him was copper rust. Even if he chanted fishermen's songs and tried to withdraw from his own existence, he didn't know if he could escape the rust. So, he gritted his teeth and turned around.

Faced with the enormous bronze hand that was reaching down to grab him, he didn't try to dodge or fight back at all. Instead, he stared straight at the eerie ruby ​​eyes at the two ends of the bronze armor, which resembled a snake's head, and stretched out his own hand.

Then, facing this terrifying existence that was too powerful to resist, he spoke in a low voice:
The will of bronze lives on forever in the world's reflection!

"Buzz!"

The copper rust that filled the air seemed to be suddenly affected by some kind of will, and instantly froze in mid-air.

To describe it more precisely, for a moment, all the particles stopped vibrating.

Then, the eerie sounds and the clanging of metal all disappeared, and a moment of deathly silence fell over the secret room.

Han Su felt an excruciating pain in his left hand, reaching its peak.

All he saw was a cross-shaped scar on the back of his hand, and the flesh began to tear, with blood seeping out, turning a strange bronze color.

The bronze statue's hand had already reached within ten centimeters of Han Su's head, but then it stopped.

Han Su, keeping his right palm extended forward, slowly pressed it towards the serpentine head of the bronze statue, while chanting a fisherman's song to activate his even stronger spiritual power.

"A divine decree has been issued!"

"The will of bronze will live on forever in the world's reflection!"

"..."

"..."

In the secluded room of the Lilac Mansion, the old man was slightly narrowing his eyes, seemingly oblivious to everything, but suddenly, he noticed the wine in front of him.

Layers of fine ripples appeared one after another, as if some kind of tremor was ongoing.

He suddenly realized something, straightened up slightly, his breathing quickened, and he shouted sharply, "All of you, get out! Get out!"

While shooing away the others, he fixed his gaze on the female security guard: "Quick, push me down!"

……

……

Inside the secret chamber, as these two sentences were uttered, the bronze statue suddenly trembled involuntarily.

It was as if there were disordered commands running through its body, and the mechanical parts all over its body were arguing and colliding with each other.

But this struggle didn't last long; it came to an end.

Facing Han Su, the snake's two eerie red eyes slowly began to glow.

But this red light was not dazzling; instead, it carried a gentle, or rather, docile quality.

Slowly, slowly, he withdrew his bronze palm little by little, then gently pressed it to his chest, and bowed to Han Su, who was standing in front of him.

"It really worked..."

Han Su slowly withdrew his gaze, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Open a way out and let me leave!"

The bronze statue remained silent, but suddenly turned straight around, walked to a certain spot, and then suddenly swung its fist forward. With a loud bang, a large hole appeared in the wall that was so hard that even a bullet could hardly leave a mark.

"That's a pretty crude way to open the door..."

Han Su muttered to himself, a thought flashing through his mind. He wasn't sure if it would work, but he still earnestly addressed the bronze statue:

"Remember, forget how you were driven before. I'm giving you a new password."

That is ********

"..."

The bronze armor statue's snake head glowed red, and it was unclear whether it understood what was being said.

Han Su didn't care anymore. He picked up Wei Lan, ducked down, and rushed out through the large hole in the wall.

"This……"

All around was deathly silent. After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly rang out. It was the owner of the Lilac Mansion who had rushed over.

Looking at the corpses and blood scattered all over the ground, and the empty platform, especially the bronze statue that stood still in the secret chamber with its hand on its chest, it was as if it had been struck on the head by lightning.

"Is...is the heir back?"

(End of this chapter)