Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

At least the researchers in the research team disagree.

Usami Reiko and Sakai Takashi also disagreed.

"He's pretty good." Sakai Takashi lazily put his hands in his pockets and pointed the chocolate bar in his mouth at the young man in the thick explosion-proof glass: "Second level "Super Order", the ability is physical enhancement."

"At least it's more suitable than you. If even he can't bear it, then neither can you."

"Rituals have the potential to pollute the spirit," Bai Ju retorted.

"His spirit is also very strong, Bai Ju. Everyone who can become a formal ritualist is not simple. You can't always protect them like an old hen. Fight, protect, and then die. This is our destiny." Sakai Takashi bit off the chocolate bar with a "crack" and said nonchalantly: "This is how humans survive tenaciously."

"From fighting lions and tigers in ancient times to killing each other, for women, for territory, for gold or God or some bullshit reason, we fought and killed each other, enemies and friends, intrigues and deceptions - in the end, we reached the top of the food chain..." Sakai Takashi said seriously: "We are the cruelest and bravest creatures. Bai Ju, you are not the only brave one."

"Don't underestimate people."

"Puchi." Usami Reiko covered her mouth and glanced at Bai Ju with her beautiful eyes.

Bai Ju also looked at her.

A strange feeling suddenly surged into the man's dry heart, like a tide rolling onto the beach with waves, leaving behind white foam and lovely shellfish in the distant ocean.

"White Torch?"

"Nothing." The man put his hand on Sakai Takashi's shoulder and gave him a 'gentle' squeeze: "You're right. Indeed, I underestimated you."

The mouth feels good, but the shoulders suffer. Sakai Takashi rubbed his shoulders with a grin, and stopped his suicidal behavior very rationally.

Ready, all set.

The ritual personnel who served as experimenters walked into the heavily reinforced laboratory, and a group of people observed through the glass - after all, once the ritual began, no one knew whether the monitoring equipment would fail.

A small bottle, ivory powder, black crow eyeball, light crimson liquid, and...

A bunch of invisible and intangible sounds.

God knows, the last time they put sound into a glass bottle was when they were three years old.

"Seven pairs of female crow eyeballs, two pieces of virgin little fingers ground into powder, three drops of the caster's blood, five seconds of the dead's wailing, one sound of elegant footsteps, ten beards of the desperate, 20 drops of rose juice, 500 grams of pure gold."

"We used the footsteps of the black cat, the little finger of the virgin, the beard of the desperate, and the wailing of the dead, all of which came from the prisoners on death row this time." The researcher held up the record sheet and reported to Bai Ju one by one: "To be precise, they are consumables from the "Mystery". The blood of the caster has been dripped in, and the only thing left is the final step."

"Temperature ready."

"Instrument preparation."

The tester standing in front of the monitoring desk shouted.

"The fire restriction has been lifted."

"Protection gate open."

"Static and dynamic dual-state capture is activated."

"Recording in progress."

In the completely enclosed test room, square black modules removed their camouflage and extended long metal nozzles. If any problems occurred during the ceremony, they would be able to quickly "solve" the problems in this enclosed space.

Then, it’s the last step.

Pure financialization, according to the pattern drawn on the paper, flows out from the pre-prepared groove. The static golden liquid boils silently, spiraling inward all the way to the feet of the fully armed man, circling around him again and again, becoming increasingly complex and entangled - he holds the glass bottle and looks at the group of people outside the glass.

Smiling, he gave a thumbs up.

Then, drink up the liquid in the bottle.

In the laboratory where you could hear a pin drop, everyone tried to breathe as lightly as possible. The ritualist smacked his lips. The slightly sour liquid had some particles, but it wasn't bad to drink.

He looked at the crowd outside the glass wall.

Eyes wide open.

Nothing, nothing...

Suddenly, a nausea-inducing feeling rose up in my throat.

Open your mouth and let the white flame burst out!

They gushed out from the mouths of the ritual personnel, and the closed laboratory was filled with wave after wave of white flames!

On the other side of the glass, the ritual personnel with flames sprouting from their bodies looked up at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. Surrounded by clusters of fire flowers, the pale waves easily penetrated the glass, passed through the crowd, and hit all the experimental equipment.

The so-called "protection" was easily ignored by the wild spread of the white flame. It was like a raging sound wave or an open dam. The surging energy jumped and flashed in the chests and vestibules of all humans one after another, leaving only a touch of platinum before disappearing.

The tester was on fire. He stared at the empty corner in front of him and muttered to himself, as if only he could see the dimension: "Doomsday... is coming."

'We...will all die.'

Then, a cluster of white flames burst out from a researcher behind the three people.

As the flames climbed and burned silently, he finally couldn't help but wail.

The temple of fire gushed out from under everyone's feet, and the white walls melted instantly.

They were standing in the crater of an erupting volcano.

Chapter56 Mask Hero and Jumping Out of the Cage

Nothing happened to the people who performed the ritual.

A researcher has died, and the entire research team will be thoroughly investigated.

"Is this the 'Surge Ritual'?" Bai Ju seemed very happy. Or rather, this was the only thing that made him happy recently: "We finally have the power to fight against chaos."

"Ignite the whole ritual to create a space without chaos."

"The power of order..." Remembering the volcano that had just erupted beneath everyone's feet, he felt warmth and fullness, as if some creature was whispering in a very far away place.

He didn't hear clearly.

Usami Reiko handed Sakai Takashi a bottle of drink and mercilessly poured cold water on Bai Ju. The ritual master was like a boy who had not grown up, walking around excitedly, gesticulating with his hands, and muttering to himself.

——If it weren’t for the incident where the Chaos researcher was killed by the “Surge Ritual”, he would have planned to do it again.

It’s a great feeling to be filled with endless energy.

"Don't forget the cost. The other things are easy to deal with, but what about the gold? At the current gold price, each ceremony will cost at least three million."

"Do you think..." She pointed her index finger upwards, "...that we will have that much money?"

There is a fart.

"At least it can guarantee the safety of the headquarters..." Bai Ju touched his face, and he felt that he had more wrinkles recently. Usami Reiko understood and elbowed the man. Seeing that the ceremony was successful, the head of the logistics department also became naughty.

"Facial masks, I'll bring you a few tomorrow to try."

Bai Ju shook his head with a straight face: "I don't need those."

"Tsk, Mr. Bai Ju, have you noticed a new wrinkle recently—" The woman scratched her forehead with her nails: "Here, yes, because I always frown."

"I don't need it." Nodding to Sakai Takashi, he strode away.

"I feel like Mr. Bai Ju has recently..."

"Changed, huh?" Usami Reiko looked at the back of the resolute figure with her hands folded, and raised the corners of her mouth: "No matter how loyal a dog is, if it is abandoned too many times, it will become neurotic..."

Abandoned?

"Ah, probably. That's a good thing. He's the only one who has little selfishness and is a true warrior. It's a pity to die like this..." The woman smacked her lips and took some potato chips from Sakai Takashi's snacks: "You too, be careful on field missions recently. Only by staying alive can there be hope."

Usami Reiko has complicated feelings towards Bai Ju.

Personally, she hated the man who followed the rules and indirectly killed her fiancé; but in public, she admired Bai Ju very much. He was her predecessor, and the woman joined the army almost looking up to him, and grew up listening to his legend step by step.

He is a true warrior.

But don't fall at the first moment of the night, there are still many cruel futures that need someone to lead us to charge.

…………

……

With the white torch in his pocket, he slowly turned back underground.

The busy little bees were working with their heads down, and no one greeted him. Some young researchers passing by would curiously look at Bai Ju, the rumored "number one"; but most of them were mumbling about some coefficients or holding the numbers they had just calculated, mumbling to each other in groups of three or two with expressionless faces.

"how's it going?"

The middle-aged researcher had fox-like eyes and thin black-framed glasses that concealed his half-smile, making the unserious man look at least like a serious person - not a liar or some marginal criminal who would be easily noticed by the police.

Kawahara Kensaku was the one who proposed the idea that "there is a possibility that barrier masters are "non-ritualists"". Of course, this conclusion was criticized by Junichiro Shimoda for a long time.

"Not yet." As the research team leader, Kawahara was happier than Bai Ju today. He used to only guard "001-Secret Ceremony", but today he finally got a new toy.

"You know what, Bai Ju." The man in white lowered his head and wrote something on the paper, "He said that 'Doomsday' is coming, and we will all die."

Day of destruction.

The name spit out after communicating order.

Is it like the 'Mist' last time?

Intruder?

"You should understand the meaning of '都', right?" Kawahara Kensaku put down his pen, his narrow eyes hidden behind his lenses: "This time is different. What kind of enemies do you usually use this term?"

Irresistible.

Rather than a warning, it is more of a prophecy before a grand destruction.

"You're thinking of the barrier master, right?" Kawahara Kensaku closed the pen, poked the end of the pen on the table and scribbled aimlessly: "That enemy may be something we can't resist, and we will all die. Before we die..."

The senior research team leader blinked. The man, who was not young, curved his eyes at the expressionless Bai Ju. He looked very sincere: "Before you die, can you tell me a secret?"

Bai Ju didn't say anything.

"You——" The hand holding the pen began to get unruly: "When this happens, do you usually use your left hand or your right hand?"

"I didn't come here to talk nonsense with you."

Fox threw down the golden pen listlessly, turned his chair around, crossed his legs and faced Bai Ju: "Ah, you really have no sense of humor. Do you still want to find a girlfriend? By the way, on your last birthday, all your subordinates' wish was 'Mr. Bai Ju get married as soon as possible'. Isn't it one of the superior's obligations to fulfill the wishes of his subordinates?"

"Superiors have no such obligation."

Kawahara Kensaku pouted: "It's boring."

"I came to talk to you about 'Doomsday'."

"I'm still more curious about the 'Boundary Master', the Doomsday kind of thing..." The research team leader raised an eyebrow: "If all humans are going to die, why do we need people like me to worry about it? Wouldn't it be better for everyone to go to hell together? By the way, are there any creatures in hell with the same fetish as Bai Ju Sang Xinyue... such as a tail? Do you know succubus?"

The topic began to take an unpredictable direction again.

Bai Ju forced the topic back: "It's true that the barrier master is most likely a woman. I remember Minister Usami Reiko submitted a report. You can retrieve it through the system."

Kawahara Kensaku tapped his temple slyly: "The first time you met during the mist incident, I could roughly judge that she should be a young woman. This kind of thing is not important. What I am curious about is-"

The man narrowed his eyes and moved his gaze back to the table. It was more like he was asking himself a question than having a conversation.

"I'm curious whether she is a ritualist or not."

Bai Ju knew that this person, who he didn't know whether he could be considered a good friend or not, had always been suspicious of the barrier master - at least he had mentioned this to him countless times.

"You should keep fighting. You won't die anyway. Let her reveal more of her abilities."

Yes, it's not you who's in pain. It's so easy to just move your mouth.

"The known barrier ability is far beyond the current one..." The man glanced at Bai Ju: "...far beyond the current First Ritualist. Well, it's simply a stunner of you. Later evidence collection found several burn marks on the wall, which were judged to be something similar to steel cables..."

He held up two fingers: "Two abilities. When Bai Jusang was in "Super Order", the gap between me and her was as big as the gap between you and me."

Bai Ju nodded with emotion and casually showed his fist: "It's good that you know the gap between us."

"I mean the brain."

There was a crackling sound from the joints.

"Ah, you are just this kind of crude, courageous fool. It's a waste of time to tell you so much, forget it. Although I still believe that barrier masters are not ritualists."

Bai Ju was puzzled: "What's the use of that kind of thing?"

"Huh?" Kawahara Kensaku was surprised. Bai Ju's question stunned him.

Is there any point in judging whether the barrier master is a ritualist or not?