As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

But only the name Yotsuya Miko remains absolutely untainted; it's like a beacon, piercing through dimensions. Those calamities cannot find Yotsuya Miko's true form through some unseen connection.

It is pure and flawless, lacking any spirituality of life; it is a completely inanimate object. However, it can provide absolute secrecy and even, conversely, position itself to reveal a tiny fraction of its own immense power.

Through this, she maintained contact with Yria and became the latter's master.

It was she who directed Yuria to go to the abyss and find the secret of the abyss, but unfortunately, that illusory ocean was boundless, and there were countless powerful and strange demons along the way. Although they had no intelligence, their very existence interfered with Yuria's exploration many times, and she failed to find any important information.

The gods dared not advance to Sequence 4 because they feared they would fall into depravity, be forever lost in the abyss, and become mad slaves.

But if they had this, they would have no worries.

The spiritual treasure anchors one's rationality, enabling one to fight against the abyss.

But it's impossible for Kuroko to hand it over.

It is of an extremely high level, and if it can be completely controlled, it can be used to create a new world.

However, the prerequisite for control is to elevate one's own sequence to the same level as it.

"So you used it to grow..." Seeing Zi's thoughtful expression, it's no wonder she felt that the path of becoming a spiritual mentor went very smoothly without encountering any bottlenecks.

Xiaohua is already stuck at this stage.

"What do you know!" Kuroko seemed to be provoked. She slowly got up from the bench and stood up. Her figure was not much different from Yotsuya Miko's, but at this moment she exuded a strong aura that no one could underestimate, like a cold wind raging across the earth, howling and making people unable to open their eyes.

“I know you inside and out, but you know nothing about me. You have no idea how terrifying I am.”

"If I am a divine being, then I will be the king of all gods; if I am a psychic, then I will be the master of mankind. Now that I have become a spiritualist, I will become the most powerful being in the world."

She took light yet firm steps, standing on the platform, two meters away from Yotsuya Miko, without turning her head to look at her.

Kuroko stretched her arms out to the sky, tilted her head back, and closed her eyes, seemingly enjoying the golden sunlight streaming down her face. A natural expression appeared on her fair and beautiful face.

“What I’m saying isn’t arrogance, but an inevitability. I will definitely stand shoulder to shoulder with him…”

Yotsuya Miko gazed at her profile, and in the instant that Kuroko opened her black eyes, she didn't notice any guilt in the dark glint in them.

Although psychiatrists can hypnotize themselves, Yotsuya Miko felt that Kuromiko didn't have that kind of self-deceptive personality.

This guy genuinely believes it; he's not just bragging.

"You're thinking really far ahead..." Jianzi was speechless; she was a down-to-earth person.

Confidence is a good thing, but Kuroko's unrealistic ambitions are just too outrageous.

"This is the bare minimum. In the future, even the current gods will become cannon fodder." Kuroko looked down on her. Someone like the main personality, a piece of trash, dared not face his true self and probably wouldn't even dare to take action in his dreams.

"You idiot, don't you even think about why Kagura would give it to me?"

It's me, not you; it's mine.

Miko rolled her eyes. Although she was furious at Miko's selfishness, she was quite open-minded about it.

There must have been a reason why Kagura Tendo sealed her memories, and now that they've been unsealed, the real reason is that he wants her to make use of them.

And this has now been confirmed.

Only Sequence 7 Spirit Masters can access this item.

"I was originally going to discuss the situation at the Endo residence with you, but since you're not cooperating, then forget it." Miko sighed. She didn't like talking to Kuro Miko; she felt like she would only get scolded. She wasn't a masochist.

"and many more."

She was just about to leave when she was called back.

Kuroko's eyes narrowed subtly. "What did you say?"

"That guy named Shin-yang originally came from the Endo residence."

There are many suspicious points about Xin Yang, which are related to Tiandao Shenle, so she naturally had to investigate them.

Kuroko's eyes flickered, and she said calmly, "You didn't get his permission."

"You actually have a time when you follow the rules," Jianzi said with a wry smile, teasingly.

This guy has always been shameless, despises humans, and belittles the gods. He can even verbally abuse his own personality. His character is completely selfish and self-centered.

But even so, she still has a weakness.

"what are you up to?"

"I need to find something useful."

It's definitely not important to Kagura Tendo; it's probably abandoned and not used.

But that might not be the case for her.

"I won't allow it," Kuromiko said, slightly raising her chin. Once she became the dominant personality, it should be her turn to go find it.

"We've arrived."

Seeing that Zi had directly withdrawn from his mental world.

Kuroko was slightly taken aback. Her mental power spread out and quickly sensed familiar scenery nearby. She then appeared in the outside world.

Endo House, basement.

Kuroko's mental illusion manifested.

She ignored Yotsuya Miko beside her and immediately noticed the most conspicuous thing in the room.

She stared blankly at it. It was a crystal coffin, completely translucent, as if crafted from the finest glass. Its texture was extremely distinct, exuding a sense of both solidity and magnificence. Thirty-two blood-red jade ornaments were inlaid inside, but their luster had dimmed considerably, indicating that a significant amount of life essence had been consumed.

“The Doomsday Knight is about to arrive in Chiba. The situation is urgent. Let’s threaten it with this. If it dares to bring death to this city, let’s take it down with us.” Yotsuya Miko said calmly.

Kuroko's brow twitched. As a spiritualist, she immediately noticed the special nature of this crystal coffin.

It is absolutely on the same level as that spiritual treasure.

However, compared to the latter, the crystal coffin is disposable; once it explodes, it's gone.

More importantly, mutual destruction?

"you dare!"

“Then let’s use the second plan. You and I will work together to summon that treasure and scare away the Doomsday Knight.”

Survival itself is the most powerful resistance against absurdity: Chapter Fifteen: Excuse Me

The basement was empty, with nothing else inside.

Only Yotsuya Miko.

She looked at her other self, her eyes clear and bright, but her expression firm and pure.

Because she herself couldn't do that.

To be precise, only Sequence 6 Spirit Masters can gain a preliminary grasp of the Spirit Treasure.

However, after a brief encounter, she discovered that Sequence 7 could still barely be manipulated.

Even if it can only summon a trace of power.

"You're dreaming."

Kuroko chuckled. She was far more familiar with this thing than Kuroko. A Sequence 7 mentalist would have a hard time sustaining this level of exertion and would likely be drained of their mental energy, unable to even react in time.

This is not how you court death.

"If you insist on doing things your own way, don't blame me for not cooperating," Kuroko threatened.

If she sees Zi do this, she certainly won't be polite and will turn against him to seize control.

She simply didn't think Yotsuya Miko wouldn't have considered this situation, so she didn't hide her malice behind a smile.

Seeing Zi gazing at her, he said softly, "I cannot emulate that country, using the collective power of all beings to create the Ancestor of Humanity to defeat the Doomsday Knight. In this catastrophe, I can only do my utmost to protect this city, because I want the people I care about to live well. This is what I must do..."

Kuroko raised her face, her beautiful face displaying an extremely cruel emotion, as if looking down at Miko, and said, "What do their lives or deaths have to do with me?"

"Don't try to use your morality to blackmail me. You have no influence on me. If you want to treat me as your alternate personality, then so be it."

Jian Zi said calmly, "We will eventually become one, we will never be separated, and regardless of victory or defeat, we will simply become a complete version of myself."

This was what she had always intended to say, but the latter did not give her the chance.

But Kuroko's expression changed, a subtle mix of dislike and agreement, more like the complex look of someone who had heard some absurd theory. "So that's how it is. You want to coexist peacefully with me..."

She couldn't help but burst into laughter, as if she had heard a funny joke.

"You're really naive. Your so-called personality is just something you say casually. I haven't denied it, but I've never agreed with it."

Kuroko paused here, a complex emotion appearing in her dark eyes.

She said, "I am Yotsuya Miko, but I am not you, never will be. I am myself."

She has an independent consciousness and does not acknowledge herself as anyone's appendage.

"Do you remember your mental world? Why was it a rainy day and a train station? Doesn't it look familiar? It's very familiar, isn't it, Yotsuya Miko? You absolutely can't forget it, because you suddenly 'saw' it from that scene. But do you think that scene is a mental world constructed from your memories?"

"No, that's not your mental world..."

As she spoke, her tone softened, and she seemed lost in a daze.

"Because that is my memory, that is the scene that manifested from my earliest memory!"

"In that first moment you saw me, for some reason, I, who was sinking into the abyss, unconsciously gained your memories..."

"But back then I didn't have a complete capacity for thought; it was just a vague consciousness. Like the other cocoons, I was tossed and turned in a sea of ​​illusion... But even today, memories remain. I still remember those crazy babblings, the chaos and disorder, just like a dementia patient..."

As Kuroko spoke, her right hand gripped her clothes tightly, deforming them with her force.

Because of this memory, despair filled her dark eyes, and her expression became twisted and manic...

In that instant, Kuroko seemed to feel again that bone-chilling cold seawater, that cocoon she could never break free of no matter how hard she tried. She drifted with the current, like a ship on the ocean, not knowing where she was going to be...

It's a feeling of powerlessness in the face of fate!

But like a sudden miracle, sunlight pierced through the eyes, dispelling all the gloom and purifying all the madness and delirium.

It was as if humanity had never seen a bright, flickering flame in the darkness before.

The indescribable emotion and the soul-stirring impact plunged her into a tremendous tremor.

Even today, I still can't forget that warmth and that indifferent voice.

Kuroko slowly closed her eyes.