She is not an investigator.

Its destiny should not have been like this. After being harvested, it should have merged into the soil, entered the cycle of reincarnation, until it takes root and sprouts again.

But now, the earth has rejected it, death is receding from it, and everything it has never experienced before is now laid out before it because of the creature before it.

Is a monster like this even worth saving?

"You can call me Xiaobai, I have something to do."

Ilgheri San Sisi was pressed for time and couldn't stay here too long, so she directly pressed (according to the first impression) and gave it a name.

After all, its skin is very white, and its hair is also very white.

"noob…"

It savored the name, then raised its head, as if wanting to say something more to Igris.

But what she saw was Igris's figure slowly receding into the distance.

……

Igris saved a monster; can she be held accountable for her actions?

She didn't know, but she couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

That girl knew from birth that her fate was to be sacrificed, and that everything she possessed was destined to be taken away, but she would never know how to resist.

She is still a baby in terms of age.

As for what will happen in the future, that's a matter for the future. At least for now, Igris wants to save everyone she can still save.

Even... monsters.

"Oh…"

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, looked at the crowd still heading towards the tower in the street, and slowly joined their ranks.

The tower is the final stop, the end and the beginning of everything.

The sun was about to set, and Igris didn't know what she was about to face, but she was not alone.

At least... not now.

"Miss, do you need help?"

The red-haired figure slowly appeared, his sunglasses even cracked, and the scar on his forehead was particularly conspicuous.

Holding the long stick, she walked step by step toward Igris.

"Alex? What are you doing here?"

"What are you saying? This is my city. If I don't show up here, do you think I'm expecting an outsider like you to save it?"

She draped the long stick over her shoulder, watched the figures advancing towards the tower, and murmured.

"Besides, I'd like to see where these guys are headed."

"..."

Igris was silent for a moment, then smiled softly.

"Then, don't hold me back."

"what."

Alex laughed wildly, just like when they ventured deep into the underground city, her eyes seemingly burning with a raging fire.

"That's what I wanted to say to you too."

"Are you conducting a pre-battle pep talk here?"

Another familiar voice rang out behind Igris, making her turn around involuntarily, only to see something flying towards her.

She instinctively reached out to catch it, only to find that it was several magazines tied together.

"Don't forget, we're still alive."

Ling waved to Igris, while behind her, the other officers and Special Investigations Unit members stood in neat rows, ready to receive orders.

"To be honest... I knew there would be help, but I didn't expect there to be so many people."

"What are you saying?"

Ling walked over to Igris and gently patted her shoulder.

"You're the one who's helping."

"Should I be happy...?"

"For the sake of the bullets I gave you, you can smile at me."

"Ok."

Igris loaded the bullets into the pistol and smiled softly.

"Set off."

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Beneath the tower, countless people prostrated themselves on the ground, devoutly worshipping the being before them.

Their eyes are empty, their expressions are numb; they are fools who blindly pursue hope, and also expendable products that are ruthlessly sacrificed.

But at this moment, life is given a completely new meaning by them.

They are the guardians of the tower, His most loyal servants, and the final chapter of all holiness and bloodshed.

Now, they slowly stood up.

Now, they turned to look at the rebels.

Holding their weapons high, they fought bravely without regard for their own safety.

"For...the Lord."

"For the sake of blood worship."

The pilgrims stopped and looked at the incongruous police officers.

She looked at Igris, who was running at the very front.

"Don't let them stop you! We're here!"

Ling suddenly stopped, the barrel of her gun spitting fire as she shot down the figures rushing towards them.

Their lives had never been so resilient. Even with bullets piercing their heads and tearing their limbs apart, they remained steadfast and devout in protecting the tower and launching attacks against the rebels.

"There are too many of them! You all go into the tower first! Don't worry about us!"

Igris stopped and started walking again, while Alex grabbed her arm and hoisted the exhausted Igris onto his shoulder, rushing into the tower.

As the door, woven with silk threads, was flung open, the noise and chaos outside instantly subsided into silence.

Alex put Igris down, and they both looked at the spiral that kept extending upwards.

It seems to have broken through the sky.

"Time is running out... I'll go up first, you can rest for a bit."

Alex could tell that Igris was not in good physical condition, so she headed straight for the spiral staircase that kept going upwards, trying to be the first to reach the top of the tower.

But in the next moment, an unprecedented burst of inspiration erupted in Igris's mind, making everything before her clearer than ever before.

Almost instantly, Igris raised her pistol and pointed it at the open space at the bottom of the tower.

But in the next moment, space seemed to be demarcated, and a figure walked out of the void, slowly raising his head to look at Igris.

Without hesitation, Igris pulled the trigger, but the bullet seemed to hit some invisible barrier and stopped in mid-air.

Igris was extremely familiar with that figure; her long red hair almost blended into the blood-red tower.

Alex stopped and looked at the figure standing at the base of the tower.

It raised its long staff, saying nothing, but that said it all.

"…This is."

"Alex! Keep going up! Ignore it!"

Igris tried to get closer to the figure, but bumped into an invisible barrier once again.

It is rejecting Igris; it is challenging Alex.

That was another version of her, a completely different version of her.

Alex is never afraid of challenges, nor is he afraid of battle.

Even if the enemy is herself.

“Igris… didn’t you understand? It seems like it doesn’t want me to leave.”

Alex leaped down the steps, pointing his long staff at the figure in front of him, and tilted his head slightly as he spoke.

"Whatever is up there, go ahead, I believe you can do it."

"..."

Igris raised her hand, as if she wanted to say something, but the certainty in Alex's words made it difficult for her to question him.

Go ahead, everything is up there.

Whether the outcome is good or bad, do your best.

Igris stepped onto the spiral staircase, and the two figures at the bottom of the tower once again intertwined.

The Gods' Fool - The Last Knight: Chapter 50, The Knight, Charging Upward

"Boss! Their numbers are still increasing, and many brothers have already been wounded! They're even running out of bullets!"

The officers were guarding the tower; the situation was very bad.

Ling's expression was also unclear, but looking at the tower behind her and the two figures that had just entered, she gritted her teeth.

"Hold on! Don't let them get any closer to this tower! If you don't have any bullets, go in and fight them hand-to-hand! This is our only chance!"

No one knows what is happening inside the tower, but everyone knows that the people inside carry the hopes of the entire city.

That's why they had to block the worshippers guarding the tower, and block all possible factors that might affect the tower.

"Yes!"