Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita

The gray mist suddenly shrouded Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue.

Beyond this gray mist, the attacks of the Morning Star Great Sword, as well as the attacks created by the blood-colored sun in the sky, were all blocked by this mist.

Morning Star's face couldn't see the expression, but she didn't stop the attack in her hand, and the bloody sun in the sky kept pouring the all-consuming orb towards the ground.

And in the gray fog....

Obviously knew that 'you must not look directly at the gods', but Shen Yiyue inexplicably wanted to look at Ning Yu's eyes, those eyes full of divinity.

That eye belonged to someone she liked, and it was full of deep tenderness at the moment.

That tenderness was like warm and clear water, completely enveloping her.

Just by glancing at Ning Yu's eyes, Shen Yiyue felt that countless pictures flashed through her mind.

The kind of horse lantern that Ning Yu had experienced, including all the perceptions of sight, touch, taste, and hearing, made Shen Yiyue feel a wonderful sense of ethereal.

At this moment, she seemed to have sunk to the bottom of a lake, where the origin and root of all living beings were born, and she seemed to hear the joyful voice of the birth of all life.

This wonderful feeling made Shen Yiyue a little intoxicated, and in this moment, it seemed that all the distress and sorrow had disappeared.

She felt as if she had returned to her infancy.

In Ning Yu's perspective, Shen Yiyue gently closed her eyes.

The key in her hand made of gray mist was exactly the effect she got after activating the [Xuanmu Gate].

"There is a mixture of things, born a priori. Lonely, independent and unchanging, Zhou Xing without dying..." Ning

Yu chanted softly according to the words explained by the skill.

This is to describe something that existed before heaven and earth, before everything was born.

Never even diverted by any will, running forever?

Is it the root?

Ning Yu's heart did not have an answer, she probably knew that she might not be able to understand this existence through language, which was the limitation of language as a tool.

But it is precisely because of being a limited person that she can feel happy.

So if you don't understand, it's better not to understand.

A lock suddenly appeared on Shen Yiyue's chest, consisting of two colors, black and white, and each of the two colors occupied half of the lock.

That black and white is not an equal equalization, but a combination of mutual integration.

Her hands held the lock in the air, as if she were protecting something important.

The keyhole in the middle of the lock was exactly the key corresponding to the gray mist in Ning Yu's hand.

It was like a fate, Ning Yu already knew what she had to do, and she put the key into the keyhole that was already close to Shen Yiyue's chest.

The "click"

twisted slightly, and the round lock opened in response.

A gray mist bloomed on Shen Yiyue's chest, which seemed to create a new space out of thin air, and the surrounding area shone with a star-like brilliance.

Through this gray mist, Ning Yu saw that there was a silver light mass inside, rotating inside, like an asteroid, running in the universe called Shen Yiyue.

Ning Yu understood that this represented the origin of Shen Yiyue-[Time].

This power did not belong to Shen Yiyue, but through Shen Yiyue's channel, coupled with the ability on Ning Yu's body, Ning Yu found it in this mysterious way.

Ning Yu stretched out her hand to the gray mist on Shen Yiyue's chest and stretched it straight in, as if it had disappeared into her body, and she held the silver light mass representing [Time] in the gray mist.

At the moment when Ning Yu held the light mass, Shen Yiyue frowned lightly, as if she felt some kind of pain.

This is the burden on her body when something that does not originally belong to this world directly and nakedly descends into reality.

I am afraid that in the skill description, the user's ability is greatly degraded, which is the cost of this burden.

When Ning Yu took the light mass out of Shen Yiyue's body, the silver light mass turned into an hourglass floating in Ning Yu's hand in the blink of an eye.

It seems that there must be a concrete concept in order to carry it, because it does not belong to the classification of everything in this world in the first place.

Ning Yu naturally couldn't take the hourglass to smash the morning star, so the hourglass soon began to slowly deform under the control of her consciousness.

Shen Yiyue had lost consciousness at this moment, lying limply in Ning Yu's arms, her long black hair scattered on the side of Ning Yu's arm.

Ning Yu was holding Shen Yiyue in one hand, and the hourglass he was originally holding in the other hand had turned into a silver rapier at this moment.

On the hilt of the rapier is carved a delicate clock, and the air around it ripples with some kind, and the time inside seems to be fast and slow, stopping and going.

[Host has obtained: Blade of Time-Kronos]

A system prompt sound came from his mind, and Ning Yu got the name of this weapon.

But this must not be what it is, this is just how it came into this world in the form of a weapon.

The gray mist around her began to slowly fade, Ning Yu's golden eyes slowly revealed from the middle, and Shen Yiyue in her arms still closed her eyes.

The gray mist did not completely disperse, and Ning Yu gently placed Shen Yiyue in the gray mist, as if in the middle of a cloud.

She took Kronos, took the initiative to walk out, and saw the blood-colored "sun" again.

The weapon didn't say anything and didn't give her any system-level skills.

But it brought Ning Yu unprecedented knowledge, a knowledge that absolutely cannot be described in words, that is

, all the wonderful knowledge related to time, and with the blessing of this knowledge, Ning Yu now understands time itself more than all the wisdom in the world combined.

So she doesn't need moves, she doesn't need skills, she just slowly feels the changes this knowledge can make in her heart.

The blood-colored ring above Morning Star's head had soaked her hood robe completely bright red, and that blood dripped onto the earth, steaming hot steam.

The moment she saw Ning Yu, the blood-colored big sword in her hand and the "sun" above her head seemed to have more suitable targets.

But Ning Yu stood in place and did not move, only staring directly at the morning star with his golden eyes who could not see his face under his hood.

Morning Star, who was speechless at the moment, seemed to feel the fear from her soul, and she trembled all over her body, and then immediately suppressed this fear.

The big sword in his hand and the blood-colored sun attacks in the sky had already hit Ning Yu's body, but those attacks were like a special effect, without causing any substantial damage.

All the attacks passed through her, yet she was intact.

"I exist in the present, in the past, and in the future, and they are all on the sand table, and I can draw them at will."

She muttered words that Morning Star couldn't understand.

But from the perspective of the morning star, under this bloody sky, above this ruined and decaying earth, countless Ning Yu suddenly appeared.

They held silver rapier and quietly looked at the morning star.