I will attack in the second dimension as a heroic spirit

"As long as the person being resurrected isn't dead, that's all that matters."

genius!

Youzhu blinked.

This is a truly genius idea.

"Nadeshiko... is she still alive?"

Lei Zhen was stunned on the spot. Although his head understood, his mind resisted understanding.

"If we look at the facts, it's true that Nadeshiko is indeed dead, but she is also alive. Her way to survive lies in this contradiction."

"But isn't the brain with Kadare? Then isn't Kadare Nadeshiko?"

"Do you know where human 'self-awareness' actually lies?"

"..."

"Soul." Magnus added the question that Lei Zhen couldn't answer.

"If you're going to be resurrected, then why did you kill...dismember your sister?" Canary tilted her head.

Lei Zhen suddenly reacted and his eyes became sharp again.

This matter has not been made clear yet.

"Because that night, Nadeshiko was destined to be killed by the Akabane clan."

Destined?

"Another prophecy or something?" Youzhu observed the soul in the empty cave boredly.

"Yes." Magnus closed his eyes.

"The Izanagi, the greatest faction of Japanese magic, once prophesied that the princess who inherited the Akabane name would bring calamity upon the Izanagi."

"The only one who met the requirements at that time was Nadeshiko."

Magnus's calm words made Lei Zhen's legs tremble slightly, but then he was filled with anger.

"It's the 20th century, and you killed Nadeshiko just because you were afraid of a prophecy?!"

He roared, the feeling of the corpse he held that night coming back to him.

"Then why not remove the name?" Youzhu asked casually, looking at the darkness in the distance. "Since only a princess who inherits the name of Akabane will bring disaster, why not remove the Akabane surname from your sister?"

Since life and death can be bugged, why can't this be done?

silence.

"Ahem." Edward coughed twice. "Magnus's goal now is to revive Nadeshiko, right?"

Magnus nodded. "The tentative plan is... a soul-for-soul exchange."

"...You're not going to sacrifice yourself, are you?" Lei Zhen stared into Magnus' eyes, and the eyes of the brothers, who had not communicated for many years, met each other.

Magnus confirmed it with silence.

"You want to be a hero?!" Lei Zhen roared. His eldest brother had been hiding everything and bearing everything alone, and now he wanted to die as a hero.

He didn't want to.

"I should be the one who hasn't done anything yet!"

"Turn yourself into a soul and go to the entrance of Hades to retrieve Nadeshiko. You are not capable of such a difficult task yet."

The two brothers looked at each other, Magnus's eyes were very calm, and Lei Zhen's angry eyes gradually calmed down.

He clenched his fists, hating himself for being unable to do anything.

"No need."

Youzhu's cold voice brought him back to his senses, and Lei Zhen looked at Youzhu as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Is it enough to find the soul?" Youzhu looked up at the huge underground cavity.

"Legend has it that the resting place of the dead, whether it's the Yellow Springs or the Underworld, is beneath this ground."

The girl's voice continued to echo in this underground cave.

"Deep underground, there are countless souls (artificial souls). Can we consider this place the 'returning place of the dead'?"

Hearing this, Edward's sharp eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light. He raised the corners of his mouth and slowly said, "'Similar sense'."

Magnus also raised his head, while Lei Zhen lowered his head in confusion.

Edward glanced at the puzzled Lei Zhen and said, "It's like using puppets to replace living people for burial. Based on this, this great void that meets the conditions is considered to be the same existence as the underworld."

Youzhu nodded quietly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She was somewhat interested in this kind of bug-like resurrection.

"Is there anything else to prepare?" The girl's black eyes looked at the dazed Magnus.

"...Flesh." Magnus waved lightly, and the other puppets of the team crossed the space and arrived here.

"Nadeko's organs need to be able to support her body." He paused, and said in a strange tone, "For example, Hanayusai's 'Seiryuu', that is something that can replicate and evolve on its own."

Magnus suddenly felt that things were going horribly well.

This is fate. Edward touched his beard and secretly glanced at Alice not far away.

So that's artificial cells? It seems like Xueyuehua and the others are made up of this stuff all over their bodies.

Youzhu nodded slightly and turned to look at Canary, "Go tell Glass about the situation."

The canary excitedly flew out holding its parasol.

Lei Zhen was stunned watching this scene, and asked in disbelief, "Can something like 'similar sense' really be possible?"

"Just because they're similar, they can be considered the same entity. This kind of thing..."

"It feels...it feels like some fairy tale."

Youzhu closed her eyes, took silent steps, and walked towards the depths with a brisk pace.

Youzhu gently stroked the small bottle containing the green oily liquid. She glanced at the other people standing there and spoke softly.

“Isn’t this a fairy tale in progress?”

Chapter 82 Fairy tales are realities that cannot become reality

The bells of the clock tower echoed in the night sky, and tonight's night party began on time.

"Don't you have to attend?" Alice asked Lei Zhen.

"I was temporarily missing during the attack on the principal." Lei Zhen replied softly, staring closely at Magnus who was surrounded by the team in the distance.

"Besides...this is why I came to England."

Lei Zhen came to England and came to this academy with the sole purpose of helping his sister... and avenging his tribe.

Lei Zhen ruffled his hair and shifted his gaze to Youzhu who was standing in the middle of the cave.

Turn this place into the underworld and go in to find a certain soul.

Is it really possible...this kind of fairy tale thing.

Jingle Bell--

The quiet bell rang in the hearts of the two, and the night was drawn into a dark curtain.

The cat bell fell to the ground, and unknown waves spread out from under the pearly feet.

Youzhu's fairy tale magic begins.

The Fairy Tale Witch began to transform reality, and spells were engraved on the Temple of Fools.

At the same time, Glass's figure suddenly appeared in the hole.

Xiao Zi looked a little uncomfortable. She carefully put down something that looked like a sink. A small piece of flesh was shaking inside. It looked like an underdeveloped and deformed fetus.

The creepy object made Ye Ye shrink her neck.

The bottle cap was gently opened, and the green oily liquid slowly turned into a mist, floating in the large underground cavity.

"Is this 'Seiryu'?" Youzhu put away the bottle and asked softly.

"That's right." Glass's eye mask had already turned into a lens, carefully observing the team's puppets.

She is...very interested in resurrecting the dead.

"Hokage should have just told you why the team 'exists' and how it 'survives'." Magnus' eyes were calm and gentle under the mask.

The teams each looked at Magnus, and finally, Huo Chui spoke for them all, saying, "Master, we are very happy to serve you."

"I'm so grateful for your care all along..."

In response to Magnus's somewhat stammering words, Huo Chui was also suddenly speechless. "I am so terrified...!"

"Then..." Youzhu raised her hand gently and looked at the dark ceiling.

"Make this...my world, Snark."

The oil that emerges with the night as an oil film is revealed in the darkness of this huge underground cavity.

The barrier unfolds, and the Moon Oil (Flat Snark) is firmly attaching the fairy tale world to this reality.

The 'parasense' spell engraved by Edward began to light up.

The underground place with many lost souls has begun to change since then, and the concept of the underworld is slowly replacing the 'Temple of Fools'.

As the visible magical mist slowly spread, the artificial souls in the Temple of Fools began to stir.

One after another, translucent, blurry and ethereal figures appeared in everyone's sight.

Is this... the soul?

The concept of the underworld allows the dead to be captured by the eye, but the living are also affected by it.

Alice suddenly felt a chill invade her body, a chill that could corrode the soul.

"Don't walk around, don't move around." Edward's vast magical power surrounded everyone, and he shouted in a loud voice, "Don't really go to the world of the dead."

As everyone approached him, his gaze slowly shifted to Youzhu.

The solid wall of reality would hinder the performance of this kind of magic, but the world of fairy tales tears through this solid wall.

"Give me that thing."

Youzhu turned and held out his hand to Magnus, asking for the small bottle that Raijin had thrown to him earlier.

It contained Nadeshiko's ashes.

The ashes contain the lingering fragrance of the soul and can become a medium to redeem the soul.

Now that they are in the underworld, all they have to do is find Nadeshiko's soul.

"...Here." Magnus took a deep breath and stepped forward.

In the underworld, the number one person was also a little nervous, and the glass bottle was gently placed in Youzhu's hand.

He looked at the billions of souls around him "How do I find Nadeshiko?"

There are not only artificial souls in the Temple of Fools now, but countless real dead have also responded to the call.

“Data analysis.”

"Data...analysis?" Magnus opened his eyes wide, confused by the unfamiliar concept.

"Ah."

Yuzu poured some of the ashes into his hands, while taking out some of Nadeshiko's flesh that he had obtained earlier.

"Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid."

Youzhu suddenly raised his right hand, and with the movement like a band conductor, Yueling Marrow Liquid also raised his right hand.

The fair and tender skin turned into a silvery-white liquid, and the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid in the right hand evaporated instantly, gathered in the air and liquefied again, causing several number plates to appear in the air.

The reason why the Moon Spirit Marrow is known as El-Melloi's supreme ceremonial equipment is not simply because of its excellent performance as a combat ceremonial equipment.

She is also an extremely high-performance computer.

The numbers and symbols that appear are constantly changing, making it difficult to keep up.

Youzhu gently shook out the ashes, and the lingering fragrance of the soul made some of the dead who came from afar roar silently.