Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Whispers from the deep sea came to my ears.

——It was not a passionate love or words of faith. It was different from Noguchi Tadashi's wooden expression and silly smile ten minutes ago, and it was even less like his crazy behavior:

He rushed towards the people on the ground like a madman, like a bull seeing red.

Tojo Aoi let him go. Now, she was standing on the rooftop of the 23rd floor, listening to that strange voice ravaging her brain that was about to collapse.

'Love you?'

'No one will love you.'

'Neither the gods nor faith.'

'You can't do that yourself.'

Tojo Aoi stroked her hair. In the sky not far away, dark waves and tentacles were surging. Their suction cups shone like stars, and when they moved and sucked, they could almost suck away a person's soul.

He said.

'A loser who sells his soul will not love you.'

'Rivals in the exchange of interests, always be vigilant.'

'The one with hidden fangs is showing his loyalty to you.'

'The claws are folded, eager to gnaw on flesh.'

'The proud swan is praised by you but despises you; the stray wolfhound is adopted by you but does not understand you - this world is a large playground.'

The voice is no longer sacred and awe-inspiring, but...

Somewhat sinister and angry.

"You who exchanged your soul for the admission ticket,

'Not worthy of love.'

——Not qualified.

This sentence played in Tojo Aoi's mind like a stuck disc, getting louder and faster. Until finally, she could hardly think, and only that sentence echoed in the endless hall of her mind.

'No one will love you.'

The almond-shaped eyes were no longer sharp, and the short black hair that reached his chin was a little rough and curly, like those slender and graceful tentacles.

The girl with lifeless eyes lay on the rooftop, looking at the human towers below and whispering quietly.

'No one loves me...'

'Yes, no one loves you.'

"No...Mori Tsukisha, and Mori Tsukisha..."

As if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, Tojo Aoi's mind became clear for a brief moment. She held the cold iron rod tightly, and her voice became gnashed.

'Mori Tsukisa will love me...'

The sea of ​​stars seemed to be very happy. The layers of suction cups slowly slid across her brain, sucking her intelligence with the wrinkled, wriggling brown flesh.

'She loves you.'

'She does love you.'

suck…

Aoi Tojo felt her soft and smooth brain was being sucked away.

'She does love you,'

'But you are too weak, too good at disguise and deception.'

'so…'

'You lost her.'

Tojo Aoi repeated: "I, lost her?"

The malicious voice replied: 'Yes, you lost her.'

Looking up, the sky is full of shining stars.

She had nothing to lose except her love.

A tall and slender figure jumped down from the rooftop.

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Human civilization may be coming to an end.

Kawahara Kensaku's index finger was wrapped in thick gauze - twenty minutes ago, his index finger had turned into stone.

To be exact, he thought so.

The fingers in his mind became bumpy, like rocks on the moon: stiff and hard. He tried to cut them with a blade, but only milky white liquid came out. He hit them with a hammer, and there were clangs, and clusters of white-grey powder fell down.

The finger couldn't bend.

In the eyes of the researchers, their boss, with a curious and inquiring look on his face, raised his index finger and broke it with a solid metal hammer.

The twisted fingers bent inwards, and Kawahara Kensaku seemed to feel no pain, so he used a scalpel to cut open the skin on the outside.

"I thought it turned into stone." The man wiggled his fat index finger mischievously: "Does this count as the Stoneskin Technique in my own perception? It would be nice if it could appear on other things..."

The thick index finger swung back and forth, as to where the research team leader, who had never been there before, wanted the so-called Stoneskin Technique to appear.

Where else could it be?

Usami Reiko sneered: "Are you not in pain enough?"

The man grinned and retracted his fingers, then cautiously took two steps back. He had to stay away from this reckless woman.

"Well, it seems my will is strong enough."

After this wish began, they tried to stop those who were deceived by the "sea of ​​stars", but the effect was not good. When those people found that they could not get close to the sea of ​​stars they dreamed of, they would...

They would commit suicide in all kinds of strange ways, and their actions would be so fast that the few sober people would not have time to react.

Bai Ju bit his lip, the upper half of his face hidden in the shadow under the light. "It's too late, we got this ceremony too late."

It was the first time that Usami Reiko saw a frustrated look on Bai Ju's face. This man, who always had a firm look in his eyes, now exuded a kind of gloomy decadence - the experiment on the "Surge Ritual" a few days ago was brought up again: a purification barrier might be the only solution to this chaos disaster.

If, if the barrier master had given the ritual a month in advance, humans would definitely have enough time to study and analyze; and after receiving the warning from Order, they would also have enough spare energy to deploy a huge, global barrier of Order.

- Briefly burn resources to resist this "god" invading from outer space or some other place.

Unfortunately, they didn't even know the true identity of the other party, let alone this ritual that came from nowhere. When the submarine was trapped in the deep sea with holes all over its body, the only thing the people inside could do was wait for death.

"The time is too tight. We can't even gather the materials for the large-scale barrier ceremony. Bai Jusang is a bit fanciful." Team leader Fox Eyes pushed his glasses, but behind the mocking lenses there was helplessness: "You have seen the calculation table I gave you. After the warning appears, it will take at least half a month in advance for global mobilization - although I don't think that kind of warning will be taken seriously."

Kawahara Kensaku shrugged: "At least we don't."

Several people were silent.

For now, it's a dead end - this wish has directly destroyed all order in human society. The deaths of a large number of soldiers and government personnel have aggravated the current chaotic situation. Not to mention maintaining stability, even now, they don't know how many humans can survive.

The bloody corpse towers outside that were as big as tall buildings were still emitting a foul stench.

Kawahara Kensaku lowered his eyes and murmured from his dry thin lips.

'The Creator, the God...'

'Only, only the transcendental existence...Bug...'

"Boundary Master..."

Under the lenses, Kawahara Kensaku's fanatical eyes flickered.

He desperately wanted to see the Creator, to see God.

then…

Study Him.

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Black tea is emitting grayish white mist. When you hold it on your fingers, behind the steaming mist at night, tall towers are piled up on the earth. Babel, forged by flesh and blood, cannot touch the moon and the sea of ​​stars, but it does not reduce the desire of mankind to continue to move forward.

Nagini gently put down the teapot and stood behind her master without saying a word. The air smelled of a faint mint, with a hint of benzoin and soapberry in the back. Her long black hair was half dry and half wet and spread on her back, letting the dim and unclear sea of ​​stars in the sky evaporate the moisture.

Mori Yuesa raised her head.

The wrinkled little face was moody. The moonlight shone faintly on the slender collarbone, making the porcelain-like skin glow with a hazy ivory luster.

Singers, ramen shop managers, gangsters, soldiers, office workers - regardless of profession, gender, the enthusiasm pushed them all to join the ranks of building towers, and from one end of the block to the other, the slightly shorter buildings were buried by a large number of corpses.

Nagini sighed. Her attention was focused on the girl's raised toes, which were dyed with nutmeg. The ten round and smooth white toes would curl and stretch from time to time, which was more attractive than the starry sky above her head.

"Nagini."

Hey.

Mori Yuesha put down the teacup, held up her chin, and said in a faint voice: "What did you see?"

Nagini leaned forward slightly.

"Chaos and disorder, madness and wildness..." The woman glanced at the night sky in the distance with cold eyes. In her sight, behind the sky that humans could not see through were twisted branches that looked like nausea.

"Yeah."

Mori Yuesa looked back at the maid, with confusion on her face.

"I feel it now…"

She pointed her hand toward the sky.

“There, I felt…”

The obsidian eyes sparkled.

Chapter 115 A Different World in Our Eyes

"feel…?"

Nagini leaned over and found Mori Yuesha staring blankly at the sky.

"Owner…?"

A huge amount of magical power was suddenly activated and flowed out from the void!

The inward-drawn vortex stirred up a storm, and wave after wave of invisible shocks strongly impacted the already fragile space. Nagini heard a constant "crackling" sound of shattering in her ears, and black lines split from the girl's body!

The powerful energy wrapped around her body like a loyal soldier, flowing from her toes to her thighs, swirling around her waist, and forming a layer of lavender ice sleeves on her forearms.

Bang——! !

As soon as Nagini's fingertips touched the edge of the energy cocoon, a violent tearing sensation crushed her fingers - starting from her fingers, passing along her wrist and forearm to her upper arm, breaking her arm easily!

Click.

Vermilion blood spurted out.

"Nagini!"

"Mistress Witch?!"

Arrietty rushed over grabbing Ansuna's hair, and Imhotep was the last one to come, holding a long-handled pointed hammer in his hand.

"what happened?"

The maid with the broken arm stared at the light cocoon seriously and shook her head slowly.

Several servants surrounded Mori Yuesha and looked up. The purple light path meandered and spread, twisting and flowing towards the black night sky.

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Mori Yuesa saw herself.