The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Who should he talk to? To his father? Tell his already insane father that there is a higher being in this world that controls everything, and that it was because of him that he killed his mother?

He told Xitana, and Xitana did not waver in placing her determination and faith in Anser, saving Anser from the cage of self-isolation.

But Shitana couldn't go any deeper, into the pain that was slowly cutting into Anser's heart under the self-protection formed by all the suffering he had experienced in these long six years.

She could wrap Anser in pure love, but she couldn't penetrate it.

But at this moment, before someone knew the existence of fate, he asked him: Is it fate?

Someone apologized to him so sadly and told him, I'm sorry I couldn't do better, I'm sorry I'm late.

"Until now... I finally understood why we have so much in common, Anser."

Ming Fuluo whispered softly in the light curtain:

"The same desperate childhood, the same willingness to sacrifice everything for a certain purpose, the same unforgivable mistakes, the same..."

“Existence and life are also designed.”

"The world in your eyes and mine is also dead gray."

After Erion's death, Ming Fuluo's life lost its color and hope. Her grandfather's death imprisoned everything for her, and from now on she only lived for her ideals.

After the death of Anelisa, Ansel's life also lost its color and hope. He was determined to fight to the death with fate with a crazy belief. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

All the beauty in the world is far away from them, all the good and evil in the world has nothing to do with them, the world... the world is just a meaningless shell, a cold and hard cage.

They all live only for their own obsessions.

until--

"Until I met you, Anser."

Under Anser's blank gaze, Ming Fuluo and Helen in the light curtain said in sync without any mistakes:

“You made me see color.”

They stretched out their hands, as if wanting to touch Anther's...eyes.

"A color clearer and bluer than the sky."

Ming Fuluo liked the sky the most, but now she realized that she had actually liked Anser more and liked his eyes more.

In those bright sea-blue eyes, there are possibilities and hopes that are higher, farther and broader than the sky.

"So, I won't let you fall deeper into hell, Anser."

Ming Fuluo and Helen said word by word:

"You can't...you can't continue to use Mr. Flamel, continue to use your father, and use his willing death for you."

"If you do this, there's no going back."

"That Ansir Hydra, the one whom Lady Anelsa loved deeply, the one Mr. Flamel was proud of, the one Sitana loved, the one who brought color to me, will die in the cold and heartless abyss."

Then, a fourth-level warlock and a third-level warlock said something extremely fantastic:

"If you need the power to fight the emperor and fate, then... I will give it to you."

These were clearly jokes, but they spoke without any hesitation or fear, but with such determination and confidence.

"I want to see that light in your eyes again."

The great sage, the source of truth, the founder of the new world, the eternal great reformer... the current Mingfroy Zeg does not have these titles.

She only has, and recognizes, only one name.

That was Anser's friend.

"Anser."

The friend of the devil said so resolutely:

"Believe me."

*

"...Is this all right?" After closing the Shadow Crystal, Ming Fuluo sighed softly, "I hope Anser can feel my faith."

"He will." Helen picked up a bracelet and said calmly, "Then it's our business."

Ming Fuluo nodded silently. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Helen say:

"You actually know that everything we do now is calculated by fate."

Helen lowered her head and stroked her bracelet, murmuring, "If it weren't for us, Anser would have taken this opportunity to gain the power of the sixth level. With his wisdom and character, after mastering this power that can overthrow the empire, plus his understanding of the future... there are so many things he can do."

"It is precisely because fate is afraid of such an Anser that it..."

"It added fuel to the fire, allowing you to become Helen so smoothly, allowing me to perceive all this clearly."

Ming Fuluo continued, her expression cold: "Finally, here, Anser's already extremely firm determination was shaken again."

"A long period of preparation, hiding, waiting, and finally... just for the arrival of this node."

"And yet it's so reasonable, so...natural."

This is... fate.

Anser must have made more preparations for the arrival of this day, and his spiritual essence must have been exposed earlier...that musician was just one of the initiators.

Although it is unclear why he chose this node, it is obvious... Anther knows everything, including how the emperor will act after discovering Anther's spiritual essence, when he will take action, and when Flamel will make up his mind to commit suicide and inherit the power to Anther. All of these must be in Anther's control.

But fate... just pushed Ming Furo, who had already completely stood on Anser's side, in front of Anser so naturally and calmly.

This time, the beast king was thirsty for blood and food for evolution, but was so attached to him.

But... I will help Anser's friends at all costs.

Even if Anser did win, even if fate did lose one of the four heroes, He might still achieve greater results.

Not only is Anser likely to give up the opportunity to become a sixth-level expert at the age of sixteen, if Anser really chooses to give up, then... what if Ming Furo fails, what if the power Ming Furo provides to Anser is not strong enough, how will he resist the emperor?

And if Anser cannot resist the emperor, his fate will be...

This decisive blow from fate not only has the chance to crush Anser's attempt to reverse the situation, but may even be able to...completely eliminate this dangerous unstable factor.

"Then, will you give up?" Ming Fuluo asked Helen, "Because this is the push of fate, are you going to watch Anser send himself into a hell of self-destruction and ruthlessness?"

“…You obviously know my answer.”

"Oh, that's right, after all, you are me."

Ming Fuluo and Helen looked at each other and smiled identically.

A bit helpless, a bit determined.

Helpless by the true and irresistible power of fate, even though he already fully understands his purpose, he can only move forward according to his vision.

Ming Furo was determined that even so, she could not watch Ansher fall into a deeper abyss.

"As long as it's strong enough." said Helen.

"That's right. I have been preparing for this for three years, and you have laid the most crucial foundation, and..."

Ming Fuluo looked up at the sky and said softly, "And the crucial guidance and help from the God Seeds."

Then, she looked down at the ring in her hand and said with a gentle breath, "All the preparations have been completed. The next step is... the last step."

"Me first, or you first?"

"I'll go first." Ming Fuluo said calmly, "If I succeed, there's no need for you to continue. Anser should still like you more."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Helen frowned slightly: "Is there any difference between you and me?"

Even as she said this, she still handed the bracelet to Ming Furo.

"The difference is, I don't call him dad."

"..."

Helen was silent for a moment, then said very seriously: "You will sooner or later, I promise."

Ming Fuluo put the ring on her wrist, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised:

"hope so."

The next moment, an iron-gray luster... no, it was iron-gray, some... some unknown substance, instantly poured out from the bracelet and covered Ming Furo's body.

"Goo!"

Ming Fuluo immediately let out a low groan of extreme pain from her throat. Helen wanted to support her, but was stopped by Ming Fuluo.

"Don't... bother me... record... record the data!"

After saying this, she could no longer suppress her screams of pain, because the iron-gray substance was not covering Ming Fuluo's skin, but...

replace!

Bit by bit, inch by inch, it devoured Ming Furo's skin, flesh, blood vessels, bones, nerves... and then replaced them with the iron-gray substance. When the iron-gray substance spread to Ming Furo's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, when every inch, every bit of flesh and nerves in her body were worn away and eaten away, no matter how much Ming Furo endured, her screams turned into howls. It was not just the pain, but also the fear of losing her flesh and blood step by step and turning into a "non-human" that was tormenting her will at all times.

She fell to the ground, her curled body twitching constantly, and a shrill, hoarse howl came from her throat, but Helen just stood beside her, her face did not waver at all, a stream of light flashed through her glasses, and she muttered to herself:

"The stability is still above 80%. Soon...soon we will succeed. If we continue like this..."

Ming Fuluo's entire body, except for her neck, has been completely replaced by an iron-gray substance, and this substance is slowly moving towards the upper edge of her neck, bit by bit devouring and replacing Ming Fuluo's face, skull, and even... her brain!

"Smash the shell that protects the soul, and then..."

Staring at Ming Fuluo, who was completely covered in iron-gray matter, Helen clenched her fists and said in a hoarse voice with some excitement:

"Contact the Abyss!"

Bang!

In an instant, Ming Fuluo's body, which was corroded by iron ash, collapsed.

First it scattered into the finest cloud of iron-grey particles, and then it could no longer maintain the form of even a particle cloud, completely and utterly collapsing and dissipating into nothingness.

"..."

Helen's breathing stopped at this moment.

"...Ming Fuluo."

"I?"

"Did you succeed?"

"Or are you just not allowed to interfere with reality right now?"

"..."

Then there was a full three days and three nights of waiting.

However, nothing happened.

Helen, who had browsed through all the data in the glasses countless times, decoded the diary, marked it specially, then calmly took off her glasses and placed it on the processing table.

She meticulously put all the messy things in order, and then placed the reflection crystal next to her glasses.

Finally, she picked up the bracelet

"Before Anser can trust you——"

Helen, or Ming Fuluo, whispered softly:

"You have to believe in yourself first, Ming Fuluo."

She put the bracelet on her hand.

Chapter 1.1: Answer (W)

Before I knew it, it was already dusk.

Young Hydra sat in the garden, quietly gazing at the setting sun.

As time passed by bit by bit, the scene that he had rehearsed countless times in his mind was about to happen.

What actions to make, what expressions to show, what words to say... these things have been repeating in Anser's mind for several years.

But everything was broken by a self-righteous guy.