The Final Story of Miss Weird

However, the educator, who was distracted for a moment, was instantly at a disadvantage. The blood refining barrier started to work again, and all the blood slaves who had been stripped of their lives gathered their blood again to block the cut.

But...as said before.

Few people could withstand a direct blow from the young man.

Educators are hardly an exception.

Even with hundreds of blood slaves defending against him, the educator's figure still couldn't stop flying backwards, smashing the gate of the Church of Light and falling outside the church.

How could the boy give the educator time to catch his breath at this time? The awakeners of the "All Souls" path are best at repairing injuries, even if the educator's power is not specialized in this aspect.

He took another step forward, but this time he gathered his strength for a moment before rushing out like thunder, heading straight for the short figure not far away that looked like a kite with its line dropped. His speed was so fast that it even caused a series of sonic booms in the air.

It is hard to imagine how much strength it takes for such a giant to burst out at such a speed, but after this big step, the already shaky Cathedral of the Church of Light finally began to collapse slowly.

Countless pieces of rubble and wood rained down from the dome, burying countless blood in the rumbling sound of collapse.

However, in the next moment, the blood turned into a sea of ​​blood and boiled instantly. The educator did not sit still and wait for death. Even though he was at a disadvantage and even though the young man suddenly turned the tables, it was not the time for him to be defeated.

The barely completed blood refining formation, as well as the thousands of lives within it, were the capital that enabled the educator to compete with the young man, or even have a slight advantage over him.

The shocking blood color and the murderous aura that stung the skin suddenly broke out, turning the area of ​​several kilometers into a battlefield and drawing everyone into the battle.

The nearby Cathedral of the Church of Light was shrouded in turbulent smoke and dust, and the aftermath of battle that flashed from time to time accelerated the collapse of the church.

As the entire dome collapsed completely, the church could no longer hold on, and after a deafening roar, the Cathedral of the Church of Light, which was once almost comparable to the Anglican Cathedral of Victoria, was finally razed to the ground.

On the ruins of the church, in addition to the blood everywhere, there was also an abrupt paleness, struggling to resist the spread of blood.

"Stasha, Stasha..."

Alisa hugged her sister and whispered softly.

The bloody little figure in her arms was completely entangled by the spreading mycelium. She tried her best to save her loved ones and take her sister's life back from the blood-refining barrier.

Even though she experienced failure again and again, she continued woodenly, until her whole body was oozing with blood, but she refused to stop no matter what.

At some point, a petite silver-white figure appeared in front of the sisters, watching the scene in silence.

"This is..."

Luo Ling stretched out her hand slightly and touched Alyssa, and a look of shock gradually appeared on her little face.

When she realized that Stasha was dead, her consciousness immediately returned to her body, and she rushed here without stopping, wanting to use the power of Puppet Rumor to save Stasha's life.

However, Luo Ling knew it very well.

It is highly unlikely.

Just like Alisa before, Stasha is just an ordinary person.

The consciousness and soul of ordinary people are very fragile. As long as the body is damaged, the consciousness and soul will inevitably be affected.

Not to mention... the blood-refining barrier's method of killing is so brutal that it is impossible for ordinary people to survive.

It is more cruel than ordinary killing.

Even...more than when Alisa was sacrificed.

But at this moment, Stasha maintained the last bit of consciousness and fought tenaciously against the call of death.

As if she had noticed something, Alyssa slowly raised her head. Her eyes, which were originally deathly gray, now glowed with a faint bright golden color, even though they were filled with blood and tears.

"Save Stasha..."

She said.

"Help...my sister..."

she continued.

"...Ms. Luo Ling."

Alyssa said.

With Alisa's will, she said.

Even if... there is only a trace of instinct and obsession, it comes from Alisa's self, not the puppet's clumsy disguise and imitation.

"——"Metamorphosis"

Intense grief, sincere emotions, and the desire to save his sister's life suddenly burst out at this moment.

The path of "transformation" opened the door to her, welcoming her to join the ranks of salvation.

Alyssa became the first awakener to actually embark on the path of "transformation", long before Luo Ling.

Alisa, who had once fallen into "death" forever, revived at the moment of "transcendence".

It was also her "transformation" that saved her sister's last bit of consciousness and life until Luo Ling arrived.

Alisa is not just the one favored by the "White Witch", she is the one favored by Luo Ling.

Even though Luo Ling herself is an awakened person who has embarked on the path of "doomsday", the "transformation" on the other side of "doomsday" certainly belongs to Luo Ling's power, but she has not yet realized it.

But she didn't expect that the one who had further enlightenment than Luo Ling herself would be her God-favored One.

"...Um."

Luo Ling nodded slightly and stretched out his hand to place it on Stasha's body.

In an instant, the life that was taken away by the blood-refining barrier was returned to Stasha at this moment. The bloody man's body was gradually recovering, until it finally turned into the familiar flaxen-haired girl.

Perhaps, Luo Ling is not yet able to compete head-on with the educator, but it is easy to snatch a life from him.

Because she is the "White Witch".

The "White Witch" of "Silence".

"Thank you."

After Alyssa finished her last sentence, her bright golden eyes gradually dimmed, and her consciousness fell into silence again.

She didn't fall into eternal "death" like before, but she had exhausted all her strength in order to save her sister.

The educator in the distance suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He could sense that the blood-refining barrier had suffered inexplicable damage.

Coupled with the injuries the teenager had inflicted on him in this battle, the educator was already somewhat overwhelmed after the accumulation of the injuries.

"Who...is it?"

The educator looked slightly shocked, but he had no chance to check the condition of the blood-refining barrier, because the completely furious boy raised his giant axe again and chopped at him fiercely.

The educator, who was forced to take a few steps back, endured the pain and continued to operate the Blood Refining Array in an overloaded mode, barely resisting the boy's attack.

He no longer had any chance of winning.

Looking at the increasingly intense battlefield in the distance, Luo Ling could sense the educator's lack of follow-up and said softly,

"It looks like the battle is about to end..."

At this moment, a soft whisper like a dream sounded beside me.

"...elder sister?"

Stasha looked blankly at her sister who was holding her as if dead, then she reached out her trembling hand and cupped her sister's cheek.

Luo Ling turned his head and looked, his expression becoming a little more serious.

Did Stasha wake up so soon?

It seems that compared with the terrifying "Doomsday", the "Transformation" on the other side is just as terrifying...

Luo Ling separated some of his consciousness and descended into Alyssa's body.

In a short while, Alyssa had a more lively temperament. Before Stasha completely collapsed, she took her hand and called softly,

"Stasha..."

"Sister!" Stasha, who had been gradually sinking into despair, showed a flash of surprise, but soon burst into tears, "I'm sorry, sister... Stasha is so useless..."

"No, Stasha."

At this time, a tender and gentle voice came from the side. Stasha turned her head slightly and saw a strange girl she had never seen before looking at her gently. Her beautiful face did not seem to exist in this world, but she had an expression that Stasha was most familiar with.

"I should be the one saying sorry."

"...I have been deceiving you all along."

Chapter 7 Family (5k)

In the mid-afternoon, the warm sun gradually dimmed, and a few dark clouds slowly floated in from all directions, gradually covering the sky above Victoria.

There seemed to be some low thunder rumbling from deep in the clouds, and from time to time there were flashes of blazing lightning, splitting the dark sky.

Even the ground was filled with whistling sounds, which dispersed some of the bloody evil accumulated on the battlefield, but it still couldn't stop the murderous intent that would cause things to fall apart at the slightest contact.

For ordinary people, even if they just step into a place affected by the battlefield, being smashed to pieces is the best outcome... at least it is a quick death.

However, even in such a dangerous area, there is still an inconspicuous piece of pure land, located at the starting point of the battle. At this time, the Cathedral of the Church of Light has turned into ruins. The two sides who are fighting fiercely in the daytime have no time to care about this place.

——It was opened up by the "Kingdom" of power that is now in the hands of the "White Witch".

"Who are you?"

There was a trace of confusion in Stasha's eyes. She was sure that she had never seen this white-haired little sister.

Such an eye-catching hair color, such an outstanding face, even if you only see it once, you will probably never forget it.

But the expression of this beautiful little girl...gave her an inexplicable feeling of déjà vu.

And what the other party said...what did it mean?

Why do you say that she is sorry for herself and that she has been lying to herself?

Stasha subconsciously hugged her sister tightly. She suddenly felt nervous from nowhere.

"I..."

Luo Ling opened her mouth, but the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them. Only then did she realize that she had never seen Stasha like this before.

Stasha is not an awakener, and it is even more impossible for her to have seen the portrait of the wanted "White Witch".

Stasha had actually seen Luo Ling before even in his original form, but she might not have any impression of him - the Twin Ponytails Team had once accepted a mission to encircle and suppress a cult gathering, and the mission location at that time was the Guang** Cult, and Stasha was standing next to Alyssa who came out to receive the team members.

So to Stasha, Luo Ling is now a complete stranger.

For a moment, Luo Ling didn't know how to explain.

Let Stasha take a look.

At this moment, Alyssa raised her head slightly and said in unison with Luo Ling,

"It's me, Stasha."

"...Eh?"

Stasha was stunned for a moment.

She looked at her sister, then at Luo Ling. Her head was a mess and she had no idea what was going on.

Luo Ling scratched the back of her head in distress. She was really not good at speaking. For Stasha, who had just relied on "Metamorphosis" to barely maintain consciousness, even though her current body was a mycelium body constructed by Puppet Rumor's ability, it would be difficult for her to withstand the impact of a large amount of memories.

Therefore, the lazy method used before cannot be used now. It seems...she can only explain it herself.

"Let me explain to you, Stasha." Luo Ling calmed down and said in a deep voice, "Your sister died before."

"what?"

Stasha's confused head became clear instantly, but then she made a buzzing sound, as if she was hit hard by a sledgehammer, and she almost fainted.

She looked at her sister as if for help, but... her sister did not respond and just continued to hold her.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I haven't finished yet. Because your sister died, I am the one who has been with you during this period."

Seeing that something was not right with Stasha, Luo Ling quickly continued to explain,

"It's just...how should I put it?"

Luo Ling thought for a moment, pointed to the sky, and said softly,

"Look, fireflies."

After she finished speaking, Stasha stared at Luo Ling blankly.