People in hell, boss four seasons

As if eager to prove his partner's ability to the Goddess of Hell in front of him, Wen Yao clasped Siji's hand, pretending to be a child showing off to an adult.

Rather than showing off, it is more like proving to the goddess of hell that the four seasons still have the potential and infinite possibilities.

"Pfft~ I admit that I underestimated, little Yingji, you did a good job today!"

Although the words were slightly teasing, there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

She needs to re-examine this combination that she was not optimistic about before.

This may be the first Yan Mo to be recognized by the Goddess of Hell. It is not a simple compliment, but an exact affirmation.

"Yao..."

Siji, who had just come to his senses, was hugged in Wen Yao's arms, his small body felt the scorching breath from Wen Yao, and his body shrank unconsciously.

After a little tidying up the messy hair, he licked the slightly chapped corners of his lips with his wet tongue, and after hesitating for a moment, he seemed to make up his mind, and his lips were slightly close to Wen Yao's pinnae.

"Thank you~"

And there are light and fluttering lip marks on the side of the cheeks, and the tingling feeling is fleeting.

I had discussed related matters with Komachi before, and the imbalance of strength between partners would often lead to a situation where one side leans and even relies on the other, but now it seems that Wen Yao's vision is obviously more long-term than his own.

This makes Four Seasons somewhat embarrassed.

Turn your gaze back to the obelisk.

The light from the Rod of Repentance enveloped the obelisk, and the judgment was not aimed at the power itself, but punished for its words and deeds.

Most of the demagogic words of the ancient gods cannot withstand scrutiny, but the psychedelic fog often interferes with people's judgment, so countless heroes and warriors eventually become the minions of the ancient gods, even the former leader of the black dragon , the current Deathwing is no exception. From the perspective of will alone, long-term corruption can almost destroy the mind of any normal life.

The Goddess of Hell separates a sliver of corrupted power from it before wreaking final destruction.

"Interesting energy, perhaps more interesting things can be discovered from it."

Hecateia also lived a very long life, maybe a little less than the ancient god, but Wen Yao was not worried that such an existence might be corrupted, and the ancient god only relied on the energy of a higher level to survive. Unscrupulous invasion of the world, and if such a thing happens on the ground, it is still debatable whether this obelisk can take root.

【Trinity Rhapsody】

With the power of the Goddess of Hell, the power of the three worlds is gathered in one body, and the spheres suspended around the body are lit up one by one. The light blue, emerald green, and crimson light beams gather at the fingertips, weaving the music of destruction in a rippled way.

"It seems that I don't need to do it anymore..."

"For outsiders who try to pollute Hell, it is necessary for me to personally impose due punishment on them."

The Goddess of Hell also has her own insistence on this.

The strange lines on the obelisk are filled with various energies, and the intersecting colored light beams erode the power bestowed by the ancient gods. With a crisp sound, the cracks that spread cut off the broken obelisk, and finally in the chaotic world Under the corrosion, it turned into the dust of history without accident.

"what?"

On the boundary between hell of chaos and hell of order, the eye-catching flesh and blood creations are rapidly turning into a pool of ordinary blood, and without the obelisk as a stable source of energy, these monsters that rely on chaos and shadows to breed disappear quickly.

"Brother Wen and the others are really fast. I still want to rest for a while."

Picking up the scythe on the ground, Komachi looked towards the direction where the group disappeared before.

……

The return journey was obviously a bit long, and the chaotic creatures surrounding the area reoccupied the area, but none of the three took the opportunity to destroy them.

"Speaking of which, what does Hecateia-sama, who is a god, do on a daily basis?"

This is the highest existence that Wen Yao has seen so far in this world, and Wen Yao is still very curious about what kind of daily life the other party has.

"This is a woman's secret, but it's not much different from the sage in Gensokyo, maybe even more leisurely."

"Monster sage?"

"There is not much communication between Yakumo Zi and I, but the god of the door and I have a common view."

Wen Yao nodded slightly.

Madara Okina, this mysterious sage indeed possesses unfathomable strength.

"Okay, let's stop here for this trip."

In the bright and clean world in the distance, Komachi could faintly see his arms waving towards them.

"I can feel that Gensokyo is being peeped by an ancient and evil existence outside the void. The same disaster does not happen only once. The Right and Wrong Hall and even the entire Gensokyo should be taken seriously."

Looking out of the world, such an intrusion is hard to make people have good associations.

"Speaking of which, if you have time next time, can you take me to another world for a walk, I am also very curious about the feeling of traveling through the world..."

Chapter 175 The Beginning of the Mutation

"The trajectory of fate is developing in an unpredictable direction..."

"My sister is saying something that Fran doesn't understand again!"

Little Fran, who was playing with the doll, looked up at her own sister who was sitting aside, showing a puzzled expression.

"This is the warning that fate told me..."

Remilia pampered her fluffy hair before turning her mind back to the future that only she can see.

The little girl recovered very well, and Fran, who has controlled her own power, can already use the power of the "eye" very well, but most of the time, this power does not need to be displayed too much in daily life.

During the daily afternoon tea time of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, the girls gathered under the wide parasols on the balcony, and even Meiling temporarily relinquished her responsibilities as a door fan, lying openly on the soft lawn to enjoy the last warm sun before entering the winter.

"Patch, my heart is very disturbed."

She is witnessing that fate is rapidly shifting in a more unknown direction.

"Hmm...the fate of Chaos, Remi herself should be the clearest."

Possessing the ability to manipulate fate is essentially only the power to interfere with the fate in front of her. The Gungnir gun that must be hit is already the maximum power bestowed on Remilia by fate.

Destiny is always chaotic, and the so-called foresight is nothing more than intercepting a small piece of plausible information in the turbulent river, and finding the most likely development situation in the speculation of possible connections.

"We have always followed the footsteps of fate, not fate obeying your arrangement..."

Paqiuli obviously doesn't care about fate and the future, and her long life is enough for her to continue living in this world for a long time.

The warm black tea gave off a sweet sound, his lips lightly touched the rim of the cup, and then he left quickly, maintaining a magical and elegant posture to wipe off the remaining liquid from the corners of his lips, but it was difficult to focus on the magic book in front of him again.

The surrounding air was as quiet as usual, only Fran planned to pester Sakuya to go out to play because she was too bored. Gensokyo hadn't been explored much yet. For everyone in Scarlet Devil Mansion, Hakurei Shrine and Lost Bamboo Forest are the only two places they have visited.

"Remi..."

The witch gently tugged at the corner of her best friend's skirt.

"Huh? Anything else, Patch?"

Remi looked at Paqiuli with some doubts and a slightly wary expression.

"I seem to have noticed... um... the aura of that monster sage..."

Yakumo Zi's breath was fleeting, which made the perceptive witch hesitate a bit, but in the next second, Paqiuli saw a deep gap appear out of thin air behind Remy.

"I didn't expect Miss Paqiuli to have discovered us. Should I say that she is indeed a sage of Qiyao, the immovable big library?"

As the space returns to stability, the figures of Yokai Sage and Shikigami Yakumoran come into view.

Miss Zi, who was very self-conscious as a host, sat down on the seat next to her without hesitation, and "borrowed" a cup of fragrant tea from the gap leading to nowhere.

Lan was followed by a little loli, a relatively common cat with two fluffy tails curled up behind her, as if she was a little awkward in unfamiliar places.

"Sister! Is there a guest here... Hey, it's that pretty big sister I saw last time!"

When Wen Yao helped the little girl control her own power before, Yakumo Zi, who sensed the abnormality of the space, also contributed her own strength to this. The impression of Yakumo Zi is not bad.

"Little Fran is so cute!"

Yakumo Zi rubbed the little girl's fair and soft face.

"Cheng, let's go play with Little Fran, we and Lan have to talk about some important things with Remi and Patch."

The shy Cheng was abducted by Fran to the courtyard, loudly plotting the next prank, and even Meiling was dragged into the atmosphere of discussion by Fran.

"In that case, miss, I will also take my leave first."

With Remilia's permission, the sense of time splitting was fleeting, and Sakuya's figure disappeared on the wide balcony.

"So what does the Yokai Sage need us to do?"

The leisurely afternoon was broken by an uninvited guest, which made Remilia somewhat irritable.

The immobile big library is still sitting on the seat, tasting the strong black tea.

"I just need a small favor from Remi."

Yakumo Zi's malicious eyes made Remilia feel a little pressure, and she looked at Miss Zi who was smiling like a flower with some doubts.

"With the contacts and abilities of the monster sage, I don't think I can help you much."

The youkai sage in front of her made Remi feel a little uneasy.

"As a newcomer, I don't think the Scarlet Devil Mansion can help you monster sages."

Paqiuli raised her head and straightened the long hair scattered on her chest.

"But the help I want can only be done by you..."

"...Please help me, launch a mutation..."

Chapter 176 The Red Mist Mutation

"Eh?!!"

"Launch a mutation?"

Not only Remilia, but Patchouli, who originally planned to listen in, also looked at the monster sage who was calmly stating "initiating a mutation" in surprise.

Such words were obviously unreal when said by the monster sage himself, and the wise witch didn't understand the mentality behind the monster sage's speech for a while.

"Initiating a mutation will only push the Scarlet Devil Mansion to the opposite of the entire Gensokyo. I suddenly received such a request. Forgive me for wanting to know your motivation for wanting us to launch a mutation."

A prudent witch must understand the purpose of the entrustment, so that she can better weigh the pros and cons of it.

"Well, it's just a means to promote spell cards. In the next month, spell card rules will completely cover the entire Gensokyo. Obviously, this is the most suitable time for the sudden change. Remi and Patch should agree to us, right?"

Miss Zi blinked her eyes playfully, and put on a delicate appearance that only a girl can have.

The appropriate title unknowingly narrowed the distance between the two people in front of them, and the hesitant attitude of the two people was naturally expected by Yakumo Zi.

"Patch, what do you think?"

What Remilia hates the most is weighing the pros and cons. After coming to a new place, Remy will also try to find a suitable way of survival for the Scarlet Devil Mansion, but in most cases, this responsibility will soon be taken over by Patchouli.

Although the self-proclaimed great vampire lord and the actual controller of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, 500 years is just a threshold for vampires to reach adulthood from infancy. In contrast, Paqiuli, who was a best friend, experienced much more than Remy in that generation.

Remy is very clear that Paqiuli is more qualified than herself to guide the development of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. The accumulation of experience and experience is far from being comparable to the power of observing fate. When it comes to requests like today's Yakumo Zi, Remy will subconsciously follow the opinions of Miss Witch. The think tank known as the Scarlet Devil Mansion is basically a complete statement of facts.

"If Ms. Yakumo Zi can guarantee that she has no other more complicated motives, it is not a bad thing for us to cause a change in the Scarlet Devil Mansion. As long as it can be clarified in time afterwards, it is guaranteed that the operation mechanism of the spell card rules will not cause unexpected damage. , this will allow the Scarlet Devil House to integrate into the world of Gensokyo faster."

"Of course, we won't bully you on this kind of issue."

The iconic folding fan was opened, hiding half of the pretty face behind the fan.

"If you have spare energy to prepare, the banquet after the mutation can happen to be held in the Scarlet Devil Mansion. After all... that poor Hakurei Miko rarely even gives free tea to visitors."

Yakumo Zi pretended to be nonchalant and put the porcelain cup in her hand back to its original position through the gap. She could vaguely hear the voice of Hakurei Miko cursing from the other side. Hakurei Miko really doesn't have any good solutions.

A grand banquet needs to consume a lot of money, but for the rich and powerful Scarlet Devil Mansion, such a banquet is not a luxury. This will be an opportunity, an opportunity for the Scarlet Devil Mansion to communicate with various forces in Gensokyo faster...

"Okay, Fran, say goodbye to Cheng, you guys really had a good time."

Remy's tone was sour. After all, she was still a young girl among vampires. As an older sister, she shouldered the mission of the family early on. For Fran who could play freely, Remy occasionally showed yearning eyes.

The two little girls played peek-a-boo all afternoon in the courtyard. The corners of their skirts were stained with sporadic mud. It could be seen that they had a good time.

The friendship between the little girls was established very simply, just like Remy and Patchouli's acquaintance at the beginning, also in such a slightly depressed autumn afternoon, Cheng hid in Lan's arms like a cat and fell asleep, Fran's energy was exhausted, and she was soon sent to Remy's bedroom by Sakuya.

Since leaving the basement, Fran was arranged to share a room with Remilia, which was requested by both Remi and Fran.

The scene of the sisters sharing the bed only left a little impression in my childhood, and it was a very long memory.

"In that case, don't forget what you promised."

A deep gap formed in front of Yakumo Zi in an instant, and it would completely engulf Yakumo Zi's body in the next second.

"We will keep our promise, as long as the monster sage doesn't forget his promise."