639 Theres Only One Truth (2/2)
”Mecantron is not technically the Sun King. His soul, his consciousness and his memories, everything he has is different.” Lucien believed that even Mecantron wouldn't think that he was Thanos, the Sun King and the 'God of Truth'!
Hardly had he finished his sentence when Lucien's head hummed as if it had been hit by a gigantic hammer. Seizing the key to the problem, he mumbled, ”Mecantron is Thanos' reincarnation, Mecantron…”
”What's wrong?” Rhine was somewhat puzzled. Wasn't it what the Sun King acknowledged in his notes himself and what Maskelyne and the other sorcerers recorded in their experiment logs? Could somebody have fabricated it?
Lucien said, in both shock and confusion, ”If Mecantron, the Angel King, is a reincarnation of Thanos, the Sun King, then only the six seraphs were actually made out of legendary sorcerers. However, seven legendary sorcerers went missing!”
It was simple math!
”Perhaps, the first product failed during the production?” Rhine became solemn, too.
”No…” Lucien murmured. Countless memories flashed in his head.
The puppet that was divided into 'six parts' by McLeod…
The residues of the magic circle in the grey hall that represented the different components of a hexagram…
Maskelyne left his secret laboratory in a hurry when he almost finished his conclusion, leaving only a mark of ink that indicated his shock…
'Maskelyne' shouted miserably, ”It's not him; it's him!”
Viken took away the most important part of the files in the Sun King's underground palace, which was a relic that Maskelyne and the other sorcerers did not discover…
Viken's most weird 'Special Summoning Ritual'…
It was Viken who proposed to erase the experiment descriptions in their magic notebooks, and it was Viken who went missing first…
The monster shared a lot of similarities with the primeval devils. It seemed to know everybody's memories and feel the deepest feelings in their heart, and it was one or half a level stronger than the target…
”Viken…” Lucien seemed to see a grey-haired old man sneering at him. He said fuzzily.
Rhine's ears were keen enough for him to catch it. He repeated, ”Viken? It was him?”
Lucien had connected all the clues and made many deductions. His shock was gradually gone. His eyes dark and profound, he pushed his monocle and said solemnly and confidently:
”Although there are many things that we haven't figured out yet, there is only one possible truth!”
The grey mirror on their back suddenly became clear, and a blurry shadow protruded.