Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

The one-eyed man was lying in the brick pile, looking excitedly at the red liquid crawling all over his body: "Yes! Great Lord! I summoned you to come! Please give me eyes and flesh! Immortality, I want immortality!"

The heavy voice hesitated.

"Where is the sacrifice?" he asked as if from a very far away place.

"Sacrifice? Yes, I have! I have offered you six corpses, and their terrified eyeballs!"

There was another moment of silence.

"You know who I am, right?"

The man who was wrapped up was extremely crazy. He kept hitting the ground with the back of his head: "That's right! Ah... It hurts! Yes, I know who you are!"

"The great Crimson Lord! Cyttorak! The all-powerful demon!"

This time, the voice responded quickly, but with a hint of teasing in its tone.

This was not good news for the man who was at the end of his rope.

The voice said, "When you make your next sacrifice, be sure to distinguish between demons and devils, human."

"The tricks of the trade are always the devil's tricks."

"Demons don't make deals with humans."

Mori Yuesa watched the man's expression with interest: he listened patiently at first, and then, due to the boundless pain in his body, he began to get anxious.

Then, pain, despair—

Until numbness.

He stared blankly at the ceiling of the corridor, letting the blood drip onto his face, gradually flooding his nostrils, ears, eyes, and mouth.

A few seconds later, a bright red blood cocoon appeared.

The voice began to speak to Mori Yuesha: "Young planeswalker, would you like to make a deal?"

Mori Yuesha glanced at Xue Jian: "I remember you just said that? No deal?"

"I said, no deals with 'humans'." The voice explained: "Are you human? Planeswalker, do you want to hear my bargaining chip?"

Mori Yuesha ignored the voice's owner's sophistry.

She is not an antique living in the 20th century who would foolishly put herself on the trading table.

Mori Yuesa paced and squatted down beside the girl's body.

She took off her shawl and gently covered the girl's broken torso.

In my ear, the voice continued to mutter to itself.

“Let me see… strength?

No. Lifespan? "

"Um... feelings?"

"Or, beauty?"

Mori Yuesha folded her hands and stared at the blood cocoon with a half-smile: "Do you think I lack beauty and need to make a deal with you?"

"I'm beautiful! Okay?"

The girl kicked the blood cocoon angrily, and the hard shell made a popping sound.

"Your blockade can't stop me, demon."

Mori Yuesha turned around and prepared to leave in boredom: "I thought the devil and demons would be interesting, but it turned out to be just like what we see in movies and novels..."

"You think a planeswalker would lack strength and longevity?"

Muttering, Mori Yuesa suddenly stopped on her toes.

Because, she heard the voice make the final deal.

"parents?"

“Ahaha… I see.

You see, you have never met your parents.

After your adoptive parents died, you have been alone.

So, would you like to ask me, who can travel through the multiverse, to help you meet your parents?

Even hell can’t stop me.”

"And you only need to pay a small...

A small price to pay.”

Mori Yuesha hung her head and did not move.

Arrietty paced anxiously on the brim of her hat, slid down to the girl's shoulders with her hook, opened her mouth, and bit her queen's earlobe hard, trying to wake her.

Mori Yuesha was just in a daze.

She touched the female knight's head, turned her head, and had an indifferent expression on her face.

"You better not make fun of my parents, demon."

The voice chuckled, "You really don't want to meet your parents?"

Mori Yuesha's small leather shoes made a clacking sound.

The girl walked back and aimed her feet at the lifelike eyes.

She pointed the sole of her shoe at her eyeballs and said goodbye to the devil simply: "Goodbye, Mr. Nonsense."

Clap!

The jewel-like creation shattered beneath the heel.

Not far away, the human-shaped red cocoon also began to tremble as the gem shattered.

It was like a huge, withering flower, with countless red silk-like lights spreading out and quickly disappearing into the air.

but…

The sound reappeared.

It was not angry because of Mori Yuesha's actions, but there was more appreciation in its tone.

"Perceptiveness."

"You're a qualified candidate, girl. Want my power?"

Mori Yuesa blinked and looked at the broken eyeball at her feet.

After the energy source was cut off, the voice still echoed in the corridor, and the blood surging around became even thicker.

Oh no.

She quietly backed away, laughing and joking with the voice in the void, while taking Arrietty off the brim of her hat and holding it carefully in her hands.

"No need? I'm not suitable.

He loves to spend money, is vain, and is extremely lazy..."

The girl was about to retreat to the door, where the barrier could not stop her.

The owner of the voice seemed to have already discovered Mori Yuesha's little trick.

He didn't let the girl delay any longer.

The barrier suddenly disappeared, and then a huge force descended!

"No one can refuse Cyttorak's gift."

"Young planeswalker, you are better than the last red tank!"

"Give me endless...war and destruction!"

Mori Yuesha and Arrietty looked up——

At this time, the ceiling above their heads was no longer the old yellow.

There, a vast universe is reflected!

The crimson silk ribbons fluttered around in circles.

Magnificent stars rotate endlessly between the ribbons, countless streams of light pass through the ribbons, the deep starry sky, the numerous mysteries, and the huge throne.

And there was the creature sitting on the throne, looking at her from afar.

Cytorak.

The ruler of the crimson universe.

Chapter 15 Whose Child

"Profiler?"

The girl protected Arrietty, drew a silver dinner knife from her waist, and started the profiler.

——The purple curtain in front of me spread out…

It only lasted a few seconds before breaking apart.

The curtain was blank.

As the other party looked at it, the card gradually turned into purple mist.

It returned to Mori Yuesha's hands.

[Profiling failed, energy gap is too large. ]

【Please note, high energy reaction.】

【Please note, ultra-high energy reaction. 】

【Please note...】

The intense pressure is surging in a small area.

Mori Yuesha was held down and half-kneeled on the ground.

Circles of cracks appeared on the ground under my feet!

Gravity...is increasing!

The entire corridor was unrecognizable, with blood and rubble splattered everywhere.

boom--

Overhead, a huge meteorite in the crimson universe began to fall violently towards Mori Yuesha!

"Accept the power, or die."

"Planeswalker...choose one of the two."

Just like an earthquake, the walls were broken and the ground collapsed!

The blood mist that covered the sky blocked out the moon and stars in the evening. The devil-like creature sat on the throne, casting his gaze over across countless universes.

Waiting for Mori Yuesha's decision.

Overhead, the meteorite was getting closer.

The girl could even feel the scorching flames entering her lungs through her respiratory tract, and the scorching heat waves were burning her organs severely.

Mori Yuesha had no idea what the so-called "power of Cytorak" was, or what the consequences would be if she accepted it - if she were just an ordinary person, she might have readily agreed in order to survive.

Too bad she's a weird lunatic.

“Your Majesty!!”

Facing death, Mori Yuesha giggled nervously. As she swayed, she grinned, revealing a row of white teeth: "Arrietty, this adventure is too short."

She touched the little knight's face with her fingertips, and seeing the other's tearful eyes, she took a deep breath and stood up straight against the huge gravity.

The girl's small nose inhaled a large amount of purple mist - that was the mana accumulated in the void for many days.