The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"Peregrine understands... both ladies."

It flapped its wings and flew in front of Anser and the other two, lowering its head: "Please sit on the back of the peregrine falcon."

The two girls looked at Anser almost in unison, and Anser just smiled and shook his head:

"You guys go with Peregrine Falcon, I'll follow Father."

After saying that, he tapped the boulder under his feet with his cane and flew to the rock where Flamel was.

"..."

Helen looked at Ansel's back, then quickly retracted her gaze and climbed onto the peregrine falcon's broad back.

Flamel's Wind Head flapped its wings, and its entire body, including Helen and Shitana, were wrapped in green airflow, and then it dived directly into the bottomless abyss.

It would take quite some time to reach a depth of 1.5 million meters. Taking this opportunity, Helen, who was holding the falcon's feathers with both hands, asked:

"Sir Peregrine, my father... seems to be very resistant to this place - not this place, but the Zero Point Maze."

"..."

The rapidly diving peregrine falcon turned its head and looked at Helen. Helen had seen those blue eagle eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything before, but now she had nothing to hide.

"Why do you think so?" Peregrine Falcon replied.

"Anser... he really seems to be in a bad mood today." Xitana interrupted, "But I'm also curious, how did you tell that, little dwarf?"

"Intuition, and... understanding."

"understand?"

Sitana snorted, "Do you understand Anser? Do you understand him as well as I do?"

Helen slowly turned her head and asked, "How old is father this year? Accurate to the day."

This question stunned Xitana on the spot. After she came to her senses, she immediately responded: "Are you sick? Who would remember such things?"

"Sixteen years, eleven months and nine days."

Helen pushed her eyes indifferently: "I only remember this kind of thing."

"You... just because you remember this kind of thing, does that mean you know Anser very well? I... I also know——"

Hitana opened her mouth, but suddenly her words were stuck.

Because she found that although she could indeed keenly capture the subtle changes in Anser's emotions, she didn't know and it was difficult to understand Anser's thoughts, let alone something specific enough.

In fact, this is more than enough, but in this confrontation... Xitana has to admit a fact, that is, although she can empathize with Ansher very accurately, but... she really does not have the most intuitive "understanding".

...Do posture, gesture and part count?

"Your expression tells me that you're wondering if you can include your skills in bed in your understanding of your father."

Helen looked at Sitana expressionlessly.

"I don't!"

"I am not interested in arguing with you on this matter... Lord Peregrine, I don't mean to embarrass you, I just want an answer."

After confronting Xitana, Helen lowered her eyes slightly: "Anything that makes my father unhappy or even sad should not happen."

"Young Master, is there anything abnormal about him?"

After a brief silence, the Peregrine Falcon actually showed signs of answering the question.

"Father... didn't tell me or Miss Sitana that we were going to the Zero Point Maze today. We were able to come here because Mr. Flamel pointed it out."

"Because the master has already regarded the two of you as the young master's pledged heirs... Miss Helen may need some time, but it is only a matter of time. But the young master's choice..."

Peregrine Falcon thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't think of a reasonable reason. Because this Zero Point Maze is not dangerous. With the protection of the master, it is impossible for the two of you to have an accident."

On the other side, Ansel, who was next to Flamel, had a calm expression. He really didn't want Helen and Hitana to come, but the reason was not complicated but very simple.

Because he couldn't guarantee that he could control his emotions during this short journey with Flamel.

What he didn't want even more was for his uncontrolled emotions to be noticed by Helen and become a weapon used by fate... just like what happened to Sitana.

But something he didn't expect still happened. Flamel designated Helen and Hitana to go with him. There was no fate involved. Ansel was the first one who didn't believe it.

"Annihilation, nothingness, devouring, destruction..."

Flamel half-closed his eyes, waved his hands briskly, and said happily like an orchestra conductor:

"It's... perfect. So many [Annihilation] elements are mixed together, and in the end, they reach the ultimate balance. This is what I'm missing... the final ingredient."

He obsessively reached out to grab at the void where there was nothing but black matter flowing:

"The final... lead."

The fingertips of the mature Hydra trembled slightly, and the sea-blue eyes that were almost identical to Ansher's flashed with madness that even the dark matter had to retreat. He grabbed it casually, and a gap was directly dug out in this dark "ocean" created by endless annihilation and destructive elements, and it was condensed into a definite entity by Flamel in an instant.

He threw the pill into his mouth without thinking, and then his whole body trembled more violently, not because of injury, not because of fear, but because of... ecstasy.

"Yes... It's this smell, this feeling, this... It can erode and destroy even me."

The crazy Hydra sighed with relief, then turned to look at Anther.

"It's almost over, Arthur."

In the endless darkness, Flamel smiled and touched Anser's head: "After today, everything will move towards the perfection I planned."

In just a moment, the moment he turned his head, the chaos and madness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only pure love and tenderness.

"I promised your mother, and I promised you."

The old god, who was destined to be beyond salvation, whispered:

"I will definitely give you...a happy and perfect life."

Chapter 9: Parents and Children (K)

One million and a half meters, a distance that an illiterate Miss Hitana could not comprehend at all.

She just felt that the peregrine falcon was carrying her and Helen, and after just a few words, it "whoosh" passed through the ocean formed by endless annihilation elements.

"...Wind Master, can you even do something like this?"

Helen suddenly said, "Sir Peregrine, the 'airflow' you manipulate seems to be able to evade even such a huge destructive polymer."

When she heard that it was related to the Wind Head, Xitana's ears immediately became cold, and soon she heard the Peregrine Falcon's gentle answer:

"True strength always leads to the same goal... It's just a little trick. It has nothing to do with the power given by the master. Lawrence and the others also have their own ways to avoid these factors, otherwise they would not be able to wait for us in the deepest layer. As for the special power of the Wind Head..."

Peregrine Falcon looked back at Xitana and chuckled, "After this journey, my mission will also come to an end. Miss Xitana, I will do my best to help you."

"Hey, thank you!"

Sitana smiled happily and glanced at Helen provocatively.

What father or not? Is it useful for you to do such evil things? You still can't get the covenant ring given by Anser?

I already have two! Two! And I have Mr. Flamel's two covenants guiding me. You will never catch up with me in your life!

Helen ignored Sitana and stared at the endless darkness. If it weren't for the peregrine falcon emitting a blue light, they would be no different from being blind.

"So, next...are we going to witness a battle?"

"Fight? No, that's not a fight, Miss Helen."

Peregrine Falcon, who had always been gentle, said this in a frenetic and excited tone:

"That is art created by the master."

As soon as it finished speaking, Helen and Hitana saw a bright light in the endless darkness and destruction.

A light that can destroy even destruction itself.

*

"Ah, young master!"

The fat rat exuded a blood-red glow all over his body. He paddled his limbs in a doggy-paddle position and "swam" to Anser's side, landing on his shoulder. "I've been waiting for you for a long time! Didn't you see how powerful I was just now? I pinned that freak to the ground and beat him up!"

"Is that so?" Anser scratched Lawrence's chin and couldn't help laughing. "But why did Peregrine say that you gave up after dying 267 times?"

Lawrence, with his eyes half closed, was startled at first, then became furious: "That guy who can't control his bird's mouth is slandering me! Don't believe it, young master!"

"Yes, it actually died thirty-five times just now." The warlock's lazy voice came from the darkness.

"Torado, shut up!"

Lawrence shouted in exasperation: "I am not dead as long as my original body is alive!"

Anser's sea-blue eyes penetrated the darkness and took in the contract leaders who were chatting in this extreme annihilation element.

Tyr, the Lord of Strength, Torado, the Lord of Demons, Xavius, the Lord of Spirits, Lawrence, the Lord of Devourers, and Peregrine, the Lord of Wind, who was protecting Helen and Shitana not far away. Five of Flamel's seven existing heads of contract were already here.

The Dark Head and the Abyss Head are currently at the other end of the Tiantu Mountains, on the continent ruled by the Church of the Holy Alliance, handling some matters. The Soul Head, who was originally one of the Eight Heads...

The head of the soul died six years ago, in a murder that even Flamel had not expected, which pushed Ansher, Flamel, Anelsa, and the current Hydra clan into their current situation.

"Master."

Xavier appeared behind Anser and whispered, "Are you okay?"

"…Why do you ask, Xavier?"

Young Hydra turned to look at the old butler who had grown up with him, and asked with a smile: "Does my expression look bad?"

The old man was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "I'm sorry to bring up such an irrelevant topic. Please don't mind it."

Anser did not answer. His gaze passed through the endless annihilation and reached the deepest level of extinction in this zero-point maze - if it were not for Flamel's protection, the concept of "watching" would have been destroyed by this almost infinite annihilation element.

He saw that at the end of this abyss of destruction, an irregular...polyhedron was quietly floating there.

It spews out endless annihilation and destruction, merging with all the destructive elements at a depth of 1.5 million meters. It may have existed here for tens of thousands of years.

"The concept exists," Anser said.

"It has a tendency to transform into a living being... maybe after a hundred thousand years?"

Lawrence shrugged. "But before that, it will sooner or later encounter an adventurer who is not afraid of death. Although it is a bit difficult... but with three or four level fives, it is not impossible to defeat it. So if I am serious, ahem! I won't die so many times... I mean, I will make so many mistakes."

"It's not difficult to break it down into its simple elements. If we want to make it into usable material..."

Torado said excitedly: "In this world, only the Lord can do this."

He started muttering a long string of confusing nouns like a madman. Lawrence rolled his eyes, while Savile smiled and shook his head.

"My Lord, are we going to start dealing with this thing?"

Tyr's voice rang out from the darkness.

"Let's get started, Tyr. Say hello to this little guy first."

Still holding the cane, Flamel smiled and nodded gracefully.

Then the next moment, among the endless elements of destruction, a huge phantom slowly raised its head.

Tyr, who was originally wrapped in darkness and could not be seen because he did not emit any light, suddenly showed his giant figure and expanded at an extremely terrifying speed. His bulging muscles were like rocks on the top of a mountain. The pure physical strength alone... had already overwhelmed the endless destruction in this purgatory!

And in the deepest part of the abyss of annihilation, the irregular polyhedron began to tremble wildly the moment Tyr released the breath of Hydra's body. The ignorant consciousness, out of great fear, bombarded its power in all directions without reservation, setting off a mad wolf of destruction.

"Fear, instinct, proof of existence."

But Flamel just smiled and said, "Very good... You have a tendency to become an independent individual. If it is just a collection of scattered elements, it will be a bit troublesome to refine it."

"If we simply use the annihilation type of elements, then..."

The divine staff of alchemy appeared in the endless destructive elements in just a moment. Countless regular pentagons appeared out of thin air, each of them kept an absolutely equal distance from all the regular pentagons around them, and the gaps between them seemed to have formed an absolutely sealed net.

If anyone could observe from a higher angle, they would be able to see that these countless regular pentagons... have sealed the conceptual existence at the deepest part of the abyss of destruction into a sphere!

The destructive vibrations that were caused by its fear disappeared instantly when they touched the invisible barrier formed by the regular pentagonal links.

"Hmm... the erosion rate is much lower than expected. Since you have the rudiments of consciousness, it is more difficult to control your power as the core of this Zero Point World purely by instinct. What a pity."

Flamel stared at the irregular polyhedron that was shaking violently, and murmured to himself: "Don't let me down."

He pointed his cane forward slightly, and the spherical blockade formed by regular pentagons quickly closed in.

"Regeneration, eternity, harmony, stagnation... seventeen elements achieve the most perfect combination in an instant!"

Torado's eyes sparkled with a sickly frenzy that made one's scalp tingle: "The pinnacle of creation, alchemy... a miracle!"

"Here it comes again." Lawrence, who was squatting on Anser's shoulder, curled his lips. "As soon as he saw the boss take action, Torado started to go crazy. I really can't stand this guy. But even so, but..."