The villain's way to tame the protagonist

The man's voice responded softly, and at the same time, Xitana felt a hand covering her intact cheek.

"She's the best, always."

So, Hitana, who was holding on to the last bit of consciousness, finally fell into a deep sleep peacefully.

She traveled thousands of miles, being very careful and afraid of making mistakes, but in the end she was able to help the person she loved.

For Xitana Lansmalos, who has not been able to help Anther in any way during this period of time, for this violent, brutal, self-centered, extremely arrogant girl, but... but she loves Anther so deeply.

There is nothing that makes people happier than this.

At this time, Sitana, who had shrunk back to her original size, was breathing evenly.

Her injuries had recovered with the help of Ming Furo, and she curled up at Ansel's feet like a very relieved puppy.

Ming Fuluo was floating on the other side of Ansher, with a krait ring on the middle finger of her right hand.

Compared with Hitana's Ring of Power, this snake ring hardly reveals any violent aura. Instead, it has a sense of mystery that makes people dare not peek.

"She was stunned by Sitana."

Ming Fuluo said this concisely.

Anser smiled and said, "Any God-like being punched in the face by a third-level transcendent would be stunned, not to mention...she is almost completely crazy."

The petite female scholar glanced at Xitana who was curled up and sleeping at Anther's feet. Although the main credit went to the barrier created by Flamel, how many people in this world could punch the Old Gods under the protection of this barrier?

Even at the last moment, when the barrier was almost failing, Hitana still punched Effisandr in the face.

"I can understand why you like her so much."

As Ming Furo said this, the Ouroboros behind the Deus Ex Machina suddenly soared into the sky accompanied by an endless stream of particles, and then expanded rapidly, getting bigger and bigger!

The deus ex machina raised his hands high, and the tail of the Ouroboros fell into his palms. As Nidhogg continued to construct with the help of many factors, a giant sword hundreds of meters long was grasped in the hands of this iron demon!

"Such a pure girl, it's hard to arouse any hostility towards her."

Ming Fuluo was still chatting, and she didn't seem to care about the battle situation at all. This was unlike her, unless...

Unless the outcome is already decided, which is exactly the case.

Ming Fuluo is now extremely solid, without any emptiness or illusion, and looks like she may disappear at any time.

The ring on her middle finger is a symbol of the head of the abyss among the nine heads of Hydra.

As the monster closest to the abyss, Hydra possesses an immense amount of power and controls an enormous number of elements. It has a powerful soul that can withstand more erosion from the abyss, and therefore can control more of the world's laws and essences.

The role of the Head of the Abyss is to coordinate, sort out, and integrate all the elements possessed by Hydra, all the laws and essences of the world that Hydra knows and understands, so that Hydra can better control its own chaotic, complex and disordered huge power.

Therefore, it is also the head most affected by the abyss except for the head of the soul.

And when Ming Furo put on the ring and became the head of the abyss, she no longer had to take such risks. She no longer had to use her extremely unstable soul, which was carried by Nidhogg, to go deep into the abyss alone, risking the complete collapse of her soul, and absorb the essence of the world with great difficulty.

The huge elements possessed by Hydra itself, plus the favor of the Abyss that Ansor enjoys as the preacher of the Abyss, with these, and becoming the head of the Abyss who coordinates all the elements of Hydra, the fantasy weapon of the Mechanical Deus has already completed the final component!

At this moment, the entire imperial capital, the villages and territories outside the imperial capital, on this land that was uprooted by the emperor alone, everyone saw the iron demon holding the giant sky-cutting blade.

It looked up at the falling rain of fire, such brutal destruction, and behind it... suddenly a pair of gray steel wings spread out!

"The Moonfall system has been activated."

Countless iron-gray particles emanated from the pair of steel wings, covering the falling rain of fire like a giant net. After the feasting flames that annihilated and decomposed everything burned these iron-gray particles, the huge fireball that was originally burning violently actually shrunk to the size of a small fireball.

Countless autonomous floating cannons kept firing at the shrinking fireball. No matter how small it was, it would take several bombardments to completely extinguish it.

"…It's just a ball of fire, but it takes so much effort to extinguish it."

Ming Fuluo looked up at the flames that spread to the end of the sky and sighed, "This is... an Old God. It's a suppressed, unconscious, and now completely inert Old God."

Because Effisand had been knocked unconscious by Hitana's punch, the overwhelming fire curtain was not directly suppressed. Instead, it fell irregularly like a meteor shower. Ming Furo used the Moon Falls system and the floating cannon to prevent the fire rain from causing damage to the area that had suffered the unexpected disaster.

While resisting the rain of fire, the giant sword in the hand of the mechanical deity began to emit a black luster. When the giant sword directly touched the fire of Feasting Flame, it was not completely decomposed.

"The extermination system has been activated."

Ming Fuluo held Anser's hand and whispered, "It's not a good idea to drag it on like this. It's time to put an end to her, Anser."

The thrusters slowly pushed forward, and the giant blade in the hands of the mechanical deity made a buzzing sound. The tall steel demon seemed so small under this giant sword, and this giant sword was so insignificant compared to the sky of fire covering thousands of miles.

But the sky that the tip of the sword was pointing to, the sky covered by the flames of the feast, actually... cracked!

No, it was the Fire of Feasting Flames, which was extinguished by the sword that pierced through the sky!

At this moment, Efesand was still in a daze.

She was stunned that Flamel had not appeared, but she had not been able to capture Anser until now.

She was stunned by her daughter's complete betrayal. Although she was not yet at the sixth level, she was able to prove the power to fight against her for a short time.

She was stunned... her dignity and status as a divine being were trampled upon time and time again, and that punch without any lethality completely destroyed her mind.

Of course, all of this is based on an extremely important premise - that is, Effisand is already almost crazy.

And when he tried to use Anser's preaching to spy on the path to the seventh level, he was secretly tricked by fate and no one knew what kind of trauma he suffered.

Under the accumulation of all these things, what Effisand could still call "self" has... been left with very little, like a candle in the wind.

Looking down at the motionless Ephisand, there was neither ironic pity nor pure hostility in Ansher's eyes.

He had no pity because he was not much different from Effisandre before; he had no hostility because he had never regarded this kind of person as his opponent.

His opponent is at a higher place, where no one can see through.

"A Luo, I just told you that you are not the one I trust the most, right?"

"What's wrong?" Ming Fuluo tilted her head slightly, "Do you want me to be jealous? I don't have such unnecessary emotions."

"No, I just want to tell you... In fact, I didn't trust Xier at the beginning."

The thrusters moved forward again, and the giant blade actually deformed again. Its sharp blade started from the middle and extended to both sides, forming a huge groove in the middle.

It's just like... a cannon barrel.

hum! !

The white light that penetrated the blood flame shot up from the groove that looked like a cannon barrel! If the endless iron-gray particles tried to perish together with the flame of feasting, then this blazing sky light that shot out was the real overwhelm of the flame of feasting!

"I didn't trust her enough to actually make her my first love."

Ming Fuluo thought about it, and then said firmly: "That must be your problem."

"That was indeed my question." Anser couldn't help laughing. "Looking back now, it was a somewhat absurd, somewhat... childish question."

"Hmm... so."

"So I want to tell you that I am growing up too."

Ansel looked at Ming Furo, and Ming Furo also looked at him, looking at her favorite sea blue.

She had never felt... this sea blue was so bright.

"So now I trust you without reservation."

"If you still don't trust me after all I've done, I'll strangle you to death first."

Ming Fuluo said this lightly, but she actually pinched Ansher's back of the hand.

The overwhelming iron-gray particles and floating turrets dealt with the falling rain of fire, while the Iron Demon, holding a huge sword high, was accumulating his last strength.

"But you still said that there is a fine line between me and Sitana. I am not the 'best' one. So... where am I lacking?"

"I might not have realized this before, but thanks to you... I realized it now."

Anser stared at Ming Fuluo's calm face and said softly:

"A Luo, have you ever truly lived for yourself?"

"Of course I-"

Ming Fuluo opened her mouth, but couldn't say the rest of the words.

Truly live for...yourself?

"Three years ago, when you were eighteen years old, you worked hard for Erion's design and the blueprint he drew for your eighteen years. You never considered your own feelings."

"Now, three years later, at the age of twenty-one, you are sacrificing everything for me, including your body and soul."

“…It’s worth it.”

Ming Fuluo replied calmly: "The former is because Grandpa gave me hope in life. The latter is because you gave me the meaning of life... Of course I have reasons -"

"Of course you have no reason to do this." Anser interrupted her and looked directly into Ming Fuluo's eyes. "What Erion gave us was not hope, but shackles."

"And the meaning I gave you...I'm glad you think so, Luo."

“But precisely because of this, you should care more about the meaning of life, and about living itself, instead of thinking that you have found a life-saving straw and that you can gain the value and meaning of life by blindly giving to me.”

"Tell me, A-Ro."

Anser asked: "Is it possible that what you want in your heart is just to pursue your ideals and die for me?"

"How can it be!"

"If not, then what?"

Ming Fuluo is not someone who would remain confused for long.

Without Anser's influence, she would not have been able to free herself from the truth of Erion's death and strengthen her faith in the emptiness of life, just as Anser made up his mind after recalling what Enerissa had said to him.

"I want to... together."

Ming Fuluo whispered softly: "I want to see the coming of the new world with you."

"I want to be with you."

She murmured this over and over again, and her gorgeous purple eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Together with you...seeing this world become gorgeous."

The pursuit of ideals itself has nothing to do with any grand narrative or any great vision. It’s just that young child simply wants to see the world become better and more colorful.

I want to save Anser because I want to stay with the person who changed my life and made me understand what it means to be alive.

A gentle smile appeared on Ansel's face. He held Ming Furo's hand tightly and said nothing more.

He discovered that what he and Ming Fuluo had in common was not just their childhood sufferings and fake lives.

There are also those who, after experiencing long periods of pain, have become so numb that they have forgotten their past selves, so numb that... they have never truly lived for themselves.

Ming Furo saved him, so this time, it should be his turn to pull Ming Furo out of the abyss of numbness.

Don't live for me, Luo, live for yourself.

"But I..." Ming Fuluo still felt a little lost, "But I don't know what to do, I don't know how to go on."

"I do not know either."

Anser smiled and held out his hand to Ming Fuluo: "So, do you want to join us?"

Ming Fuluo blinked slightly.

"Stupid kid."

She sighed softly, put Anther's hand on the joystick, and reached around to hold the other side, her five fingers slipping through Anther's fingers. At the same time, they held the joystick with their fingers clasped together.

"Take away the word 'ma'." Miss Ming Fuluo raised her chin slightly, "Tell me again in a positive tone."

The power of the deus ex machina has reached its peak at this moment.

The blazing blade of light that pierced through the sky, with the slow push of the thrusters, fell to the earth with such extraordinary power that all the extraordinary people who were watching it almost bowed down to their knees!

"Then come with me, Luo."

"You couldn't get rid of me anyway." Ming Fuluo responded, but her hands were still tightly clenched, refusing to let go at all.

At this moment, Ansel, who was feeling the warmth in his right hand, suddenly felt a small hand grabbing his left hand.

"An...ser..."

A resentful and somewhat aggrieved voice sounded in the cockpit: "What about me?"

It turned out that Shitana, who had been sleeping soundly beside Anther's legs, woke up. She didn't know how much she had heard. She leaned against Anther's knees like an abandoned puppy, looking very aggrieved.

"Did the strong fluctuations of the Deus Ex Machina wake you up?" Ming Furo looked at Xitana, "I thought you were too tired to be awakened."

"..."

Xitana looked at Ming Furo for a long time, but miraculously she didn't get angry at all. She just continued to look at Anser with pitiful eyes.