Comet Dragon, breaking into the gravity field

Her gaze drifted among the crowd around her as Nagasaki Suyo asked nonchalantly, "No one would dislike a child as cute as Xiaomu, right?"

"Yes."

"..."

"Why are you looking at me?" Noticing the displeasure in her eyes, Ritsu Narose asked in confusion.

"nothing."

The sound of the camouflaged clamps completely disappeared, and Nagasaki Suyo, passing through the campus courtyard, looked at the cucumber field that was being taken care of by Wakaba Mutsu.

Thinking of what she had witnessed before, she felt a vague sense of unease.

65.Who is qualified?

Belmont summoned the five people from Ave Mujica and told them a shocking news.

In less than a month, Ave Mujica will become a rising crimson in the industry, announcing its presence on the highly anticipated stage.

"I have an opinion—"

Unlike Yutenji Wakami who was delighted to receive the news, Toyokawa Shoko frowned and expressed her objection on the spot.

Even though the project she created was about to usher in a new destiny, she was not completely overwhelmed by joy.

She knew very well that an adapted stage play could not be dismissed by simply reciting the lines with emotion.

The fighting performances filled with the evil taste of the ancient dragon in front of him were definitely not something that students who had never been involved in related fields before could quickly master.

After explaining her reasons, Toyokawa Shoko found that the other party did not care about her rebellious behavior.

She just waved her hand slightly disappointedly and let herself lead everyone to collect their respective performance props.

“Choose a favorite, then change into your prepared performance clothes and go practice.”

After she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at someone standing next to Toyokawa Shoko: "Mortis——"

As he turned to leave, Wakaba Mu heard Belmont calling his current name.

Turning around, she saw this mysterious woman looking at her with a look she couldn't understand.

"You stay, the rest of you can go."

Wakaba Mutsu looked at Toyokawa Shoko out of habit.

However, Toyokawa Shoko just frowned and responded to her with a look that was a mixture of comfort and confusion.

With an uneasy mood, Ruo Yemu stayed where he was and watched the other four people leave one after another.

When the sound of the door closing suddenly rang out and the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, Ruo Yemu suddenly saw a sword and shield that seemed to be déjà vu appear on Belmont's desk.

A long sword and a shield.

When he saw the hilt of the sword, Ruo Yemu realized where the sense of déjà vu came from.

This is the "cane" she hid under the bed.

The enchanting ruby ​​looked like a single scarlet eye, and the dazzling light it reflected forced Ruoye Mu to squint.

If Ye Mu raised his head, he would see those blood-red eyes staring at him, as if they were piercing through his soul.

She couldn't help but take a half step back, and suddenly she found that the other party looked away with a disappointed look on his face.

"This is your 'performance prop,'" she said in a very calm tone, showing no interest in further explanation. "Now, pick it up."

Although there was no fluctuation in the tone, Ruo Yemu felt a hint of fear.

Swallowing, she walked to the desk with stiff steps.

A dazzling light appeared between the sword blade and the light. If Ye Mu stretched out her hand, the cold touch would start from the handle, pass through her palm and blood vessels, and spread to all parts of her body.

The sword and shield, seemingly made of metal, were unexpectedly light, and even a frail girl like her could easily lift them.

The wing-like shield had sharp edges, and the curve on it reminded Wakaba Mu of the bats she had seen in the evening.

There was an extra blade at the front of the "cane", and the bright red gem almost dyed the blade a deep crimson.

She grasped them in her palms, only to see the rubies of the sword and shield wink at her.

A chill burst out from the tailbone at her back, then turned into a rising current of heat that swept through her body, gripping her heart.

Even her vision was burned, as if—

It was like countless "Wakaba Mu" were looking at her.

The space changed, and Ruo Yemu found himself in a pitch-black space.

Snapped--

Just as she was filled with nervousness, several rays of blazing light suddenly appeared above her head.

The white searchlight illuminated the surroundings, and Ruo Yemu realized that she was standing on a stage. At this moment, she saw another figure that looked exactly like her standing opposite her.

The figure did not speak or make any sound.

But even if Lu Ming said so, Ruoye Mu still knew who the "Ruoye Mu" who held the sword and shield like himself was.

Because Wakaba Mutsuki and Mortis grew up in the same body.

Now, Mortis held the shield in his left hand in front of him and looked at Wakaba Mu with a wary look.

"Xiao Mu..."

Completely different from her trembling voice, Ruoye Mu said nothing, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword hung loosely at his side.

At this moment, she had a sense of déjà vu, as if the scene before her had been played out countless times in her dreams.

The feeling flashed by and then disappeared without a trace.

Ruo Ye Mu looked at the sword and shield in her hands. When she saw her own reflection in the bright and clean sword, she suddenly heard a voice - an echoing whisper in her ear.

——"Who is the qualified person?"

"Who is speaking!?"

Like a cat with its fur standing on end, Mortis looked around hurriedly.

She naturally held the shield in front of her and pointed the tip of her sword at every direction where a monster might appear.

"Xiao Mu! Do you know what's going on?"

In response, Ruoye Mu just shook his head.

However, Mortis, who was facing her, seemed not to see her movements - Mortis stared at her blankly, or more precisely, at the weapon in her hand.

"It's it... I heard it talking!"

Mortis began to back away with horror on her face, but the changes below the stage forced her attention to that side.

"No way……"

His arms, gripped by panic, fell limply, and Mortis saw countless faces identical to his own and Wakaba Mutsu appear in the audience below.

The only difference is that they don't have weapons like Mortis and Wakaba Mutsu.

——"When change comes, appropriate knowledge must be applied."

The voice seemed to echo only in his ears, but Ruo Yemu's changing eyes revealed the truth of the matter.

She heard it too.

Mortis looked towards the stage again. Those "Ruoye Mu" with empty eyes and wearing different clothes from them left their seats and walked towards the stage in an orderly manner from the aisles on both sides.

Mortis clenched his weapon tightly with trembling hands, and looked at the "Wakaba Mu" who he had witnessed disappearing and now reappearing, walking towards him with a voice that was about to cry.

"Don't come over here... Stop! Don't come over here!"

As Master Qi shouted, Mortis subconsciously moved closer to Wakaba Mu.

She had imagined what it would be like when she took over the body again, but she never imagined that she would one day end up in this completely incomprehensible situation while hiding in a dark corner.

——"They are all unqualified. Are you qualified?"

Trying hard to get rid of the influence of the mumbling, Mortis looked back at Wakaba Mu, hoping that Wakaba Mu would respond.

However, what appeared before her was a scene that she never dared to imagine.

The Wakaba Mu that Mortis was familiar with sat on the ground, as if he had lost all his strength.

And the one standing in her place was a "Wakaba Mutsu" whom Mortis had never seen before.

66. Soul swap is not a standard

The brand new Wakaba Mutsu stood where the lights converged.

She picked up the sword and shield that had fallen onto the stage and maintained the posture of holding the sword in one hand and the shield in the other.

Bathed in pale, blazing light, she took action only when the first audience member stepped onto the field.

Without any warning, she rushed to the audience member Wakaba Mutsu who was closest to them in an instant.

Without any unnecessary movement, she swung her arm and used the shining blade to cut through the weak spot on the target's body - bringing out a piece of cotton that was as continuous as a cloud.

Not caring at all about the target's tragic fall on the stage, she stepped forward and pierced the neck of another "audience member Wakaba Mutsu" with a precise stab.

Then, a second white cotton flower appeared in this space.

Mortis looked at the scene before her in confusion, which was beyond her comprehension, and even forgot the footsteps gradually approaching her from behind.

When she realized that someone had snatched the things in her hand, she hurriedly turned around and looked at the "Ruoye Mu" in front of her, whose face was no different from hers.

——"It's offending you, kill it."

Mortis opened her mouth and was about to say something when she saw a shield flying out at high speed from the blind spot, smashing the face of the "audience member Wakaba Mu" in front of her and then splitting it into two.

The cotton inside the puppet fell onto the stage like flying catkins. Feeling powerless for the first time, Mortis turned his head to look at Wakaba Mutsu who was sitting on the stage.

With his hands hanging down, Mortis walked silently to Wakaba Mu and sat down next to him, putting the sword and shield in his hands aside.

She watched the unfamiliar "Wakaba Mutsu" take gorgeous and elegant steps, and slaughter those puppets without self-awareness with precise operations like surgery.

——"Are you qualified?"

Mortis felt the two rubies on the sword and shield winking at him, provoking him with a playful look.

She didn't dare to speak, let alone respond. Faced with such a strange situation, she could only shrink her body and cling to Ruoye Mu.

I won't pay any attention to you...

Thinking of this, Mortis secretly prayed that "Xiao Mu", the main personality, would do something.

——"Why can't it be you?"

However, even though she remained silent, her inner thoughts were still seen through by that strange thing.

The whispers that came and went in his ears made Mortis close his eyes tightly, not daring to react.

——"Time is running out, it will be your turn soon."

……Eh?

——"Haven't you noticed? Its movements are becoming more and more skillful."

Looking up, Mortis saw the guy whom he temporarily named "Killer Wakaba Mutsu" punch "Glasses Wakaba Mutsu" in the face, then grabbed her collar and threw her towards "Ponytail Wakaba Mutsu".

She kicked "Short-haired Wakaba Mutsu" behind her, temporarily clearing the enemies around her body, and then swung her one-handed sword to kill these puppets that had no ability to fight back one by one.

——"They are not qualified, so they are only suitable as nutrients."

The audience continued to walk onto the stage, as if they were children bewitched by Hamel's piper.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, and the puppets on the stage were constantly being eliminated, but the bodies that had fallen on the stage disappeared without a trace.

——"The limited nutrients are plundered by it alone. What will happen next?"

He was horrified as he suddenly realized that the number of puppets around him was decreasing at an increasingly faster rate. The anxiety that had been there before finally erupted in Mortis.

don't want……

I don't want to disappear...

It took a lot of effort to get to this point, and finally enjoy those desserts and drinks...