My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Takashi Hayato smiled mockingly at the sudden attack of the kitchen knife, but his body remained motionless.

A glint of victory flashed in Du Jizi's eyes. She thought this pervert was a madman with masochistic tendencies.

However, what happened next completely overturned her worldview, leaving her with a sense of unreality, as if she were in a fog.

Bang——! !

When the cleaver was about five centimeters from Hayato's forehead, it seemed to hit a piece of marble and could not cut any further, as if there was an invisible shield in the air.

This completely unscientific scene made Dokiko think she was hallucinating.

Undeterred, she chopped three times in quick succession, her movements as practiced as if she were chopping pork.

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive impacts shattered her illusions.

She had studied abroad for many years and was quite knowledgeable, but she still couldn't explain what was happening before her eyes.

Before she could think any further, a tremendous force struck, sending her flying three meters before she slammed heavily against the wall, overturning the living room table and knocking photos off the wall...

This is the ability that Takasago Hayato was stripped of: [Nitrogen Armor], which allows him to control nitrogen in the air to form a layer of gas armor.

It is a passive skill that will automatically activate when in danger. It has extremely strong defense and cannot be penetrated by sniper rifles or assault rifles. However, it also has a weakness: if it is subjected to continuous attacks of sufficient power on the same point, it will be penetrated.

The power of the elixir was far from sufficient.

Hayato looked at the beautiful woman lying on the ground, groaning in pain, or more accurately, at Ritsuko Kuchizu beside her.

"Poor thing, it's beyond saving after being corroded to this extent."

Ritsuko Kuchizu sat blankly on the ground, like a burnt-out match, with only a few ashes remaining.

Her emotions and memories were almost completely gone; she no longer recognized Kuchizu Tsukiko, nor did she know where she was...

When she completely forgets her own name, she will be completely obliterated, and all traces she left in the world will be erased.

Not daring to pay attention to the poor fellow, Hayato's attention was immediately drawn to the divine cards in the shrine in the living room.

He was excited and couldn't wait to take two steps forward and take the card out of the shrine.

The card is only seven inches in size, and you can only vaguely feel its weight when you hold it in your hand. The back of the card is completely transparent, but there is a blurry figure on the front.

Hayato was puzzled as he looked at the figure.

'Strange, the card from my past life was clearly a blurry mess; I couldn't see anything on it.'

'Why can I see blurry figures now?'

'Wait, could that figure be—'

Hayato was startled and immediately closed his eyes, unable to look any longer.

After the great disaster, people learned a truth: looking directly at God... will lead to death.

So many people died in the great calamity because they looked directly at God…

Hayato Takasago is almost certain that the figure on it is the figure of God, which explains everything and why the card possesses divinity.

I remember lying on the ground, enduring excruciating pain, watching Hayato "go mad."

It had nothing in its hands, yet it seemed to be holding something, and it was sometimes happy and sometimes scared. Had this monster gone mad?

But looking at Hayato...

In that instant, she had a strong sense of déjà vu, as if she had seen this scene somewhere before.

However, upon careful recollection, I couldn't remember anything.

At the same time, a feeling of unease rose in her heart, as if she had forgotten something important!

But now is not the time for her to overthink things.

Because she saw that "madman" walking towards her with an excited expression.

Hayato prepares to seal the card away.

The erosion of divinity is irrational; even those with superpowers can only be temporarily exposed to it, and will eventually be corrupted as well.

And the only thing in this world that can serve as a container for divine cards is... the soul of a living person.

His gaze fell on Du Jizi lying on the ground, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips. The soul of a living person could seal the divine card for a few months, after which another person would be replaced...

This "seal" is more like a concealment than a seal; the soul of a living person will cover up all the card's aura, so even if the ability user is right next to it, they won't be able to sense it.

Even as time goes by, the person who was used as a vessel may forget that they have a divine card inside them.

Du Jizi felt a burning pain all over her body, as if all her bones had fallen apart. Looking at the man walking towards her, she didn't even have the strength to cry for help, let alone resist.

She could only watch in terror as Hayato stopped in front of her, one hand drawing ever closer and closer to her head... closer and closer...

Suddenly, she sensed something was wrong; out of the corner of her eye, she clearly saw the man's fingers sticking into her head.

"Ah—, ah—!"

In extreme fear, she opened her mouth to scream, but her tongue trembled and she could not make a sound.

She only calmed down when she saw the man's hand leave her head.

Only then did she realize that she hadn't felt any pain at all, as if everything that had happened was an illusion.

But she knew that everything she had encountered today was not an illusion, but the real world...

After some quick thinking, she concluded that there must be something in the shrine. No, that's not right! Neither she nor her father were religious, so why would there be a shrine in their home?

Right, my father, myself, my sister, my deceased brother, and... what about my mother?

Who is the mother?

Why do I have absolutely no memory of my mother?

why?

why!

"What exactly did you do to me?" Du Jizi asked, his face ashen.

The pain of having a vague idea but being unable to recall anything made Tokiko think, "I might as well just die."

"Mother? The woman next to you?"

Du Jizi was stunned. There was no one next to her. She looked to the side and was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

A phantom figure sat blankly beside him.

Looking at that transparent phantom, the memories of my mother... remained like stagnant water.

Suppressing her fear, she questioned Hayato, "You're saying this is my mother?"

Hayato crouched down, grabbed Dokiko's hair with one hand, and said, "Whether she is your mother or not is unimportant. What is important is that from now on, you are my slave."

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Chapter 441 Bad Woman

Upon hearing this, Du Jizi choked for a moment, then asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

“It means exactly what it says,” Hayato laughed.

"Impossible!" Du Jizi refused sternly. "You might as well kill me. I'd rather die than be a slave!"

That's half true and half false.

Du Jizi truly did not want to be a slave, but if she had to choose between death and slavery, she would still choose slavery.

She dared to say that because she had considered it carefully.

Since the other party said that, it means they won't kill her.

So, she naturally wanted to increase her stakes as much as possible. After witnessing Hayato's methods, she had given up on the idea of ​​resisting or escaping.

"Oh, you'd rather die, haha! I like your stubbornness, and I hope you stay that way."

Hayato extended his finger, and a sphere formed from an arc of electricity began to appear out of thin air at his fingertip, emitting a dazzling light.

The electric arc emitted a "zzzz" sound, which made Du Jizi's heart pound with fear.

As she watched this incredible scene, her brilliant mind raced, but all she could come up with were completely unscientific explanations, such as superpowers, magic, witchcraft, or alien technology…

Hayato's fingers began to approach Miyako.

"What...what do you want to do?"

As the electric arc ball drew ever closer, her heart leaped into her throat, her whole body tense as if a bowstring had been drawn taut.

"No, no! Please... no... ah—! ah—!!"

The piercing screams were deafening.

a long time……

Du Jizi lay on the ground, barely breathing, her body trembling from time to time. Her eyes were lifeless, as if she had collapsed after running 10,000 meters in one breath.

"You'd rather die than do that?" Hayato looked at her with a half-smile.

"No, no, I'm willing!" Du Jizi answered quickly in a weak voice. The pain of the electric shock made her unable to muster any more thoughts of resistance, and she no longer dared to disobey the devil in front of her.

"Okay, now I'm hungry."

"??"

“It seems you still don’t understand your own identity.” Hayato said, and a “sizzling” sound came from his fingers again.

"No, I understand, I'll cook right away, I'll cook right away!"

……

at the same time.

The scene at Miyazaki Hospital, located several kilometers away, is quite different.

In the ward, Hui sat on the bed, pointing excitedly at the wall-mounted TV, babbling, "Gengtai, Gengtai!"

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, filled with naivety and innocence, like a child's excitement at seeing a new toy.

She kept shaking Kouta, wanting to share her joy.