Doomsday Wonderland

The next plan actually did not come from Qingjiuru's mind.

To be more precise, he just discovered its existence - when he first discovered it, this choice was far from being a choice. It was just the hand of a person whose life was hanging by a thread, facing the same fate in the void. He was groping and fishing, trying to grab something solid.

At that time, the first wave of personalities had already engulfed Lin Sanjiu and the Great Witch under the distant sky; looking from a distance from the [Sky Carriage], there was no end, no skylight, only a long night that seemed to never end.

Kiyokuru had never experienced such a slow, life-long night.

Bliss's breathing was light and scattered, and sometimes the time between the last breath and the next was long and heavy, as if a shadow was cast on the mountain. Qingjiuru turned to look at her two or three times to make sure she was still alive; when Bliss was gently awakened by his fingers again, Qingjiuru hesitated and spoke.

"...You didn't tell us the truth, did you?"

Under the disheveled black hair, Bliss's burning and deep blue eyes are like a small piece of blue sky that fate has given to the world to breathe.

"Yeah." She made a sound from her nose. "You knew already?"

Qingjiu Liu looked back at the distance - under Lin Sanjiu's light mask, the dust and sand blown up by his consciousness were rolled up, but there was only so much he could see.

There is always an end to human power; the battle she fought against the Great Miko was a battle that was destined to be unwinnable.

"The place where those personalities appear... shouldn't be behind us." Qingjiu Liu's voice was very soft, not wanting any word to be emphasized to fall on the almost broken person in front of her, crushing her muscles and bones. .

Bliss seemed to want to smile, his cheeks and lips lost all color, and his smile seemed like white feathers falling into the snow.

"If you draw the range within which the personality can leave Ecclesias, it can be predetermined to be a rough circle. Whether this circle is specifically standard or not is not important; what is important is that for the personality, Ecclesias himself is this The center point of the circle."

Bliss blinked slowly, as if in agreement.

"With him as the central starting point, the distance that each personality can go away from him should be equal, so this rough circular range is formed."

After Qingjiuru said this, he paused and brushed away a few black hair that covered Bliss's eyes.

"According to the direction you told us, we should have been moving along the edge of this circle. But if this is true, the personality starting from Occidentus should appear next to us——He Knowing our approximate location, he has the upper hand, and his personality is advancing very quickly... and other conditions, all mean that the personality sent by Occidental should take the shortest radius in this circle, starting from our Appear next to me."

Bliss's voice sounded like her breath had turned to water when she answered him. "……Yes."

"But now, the direction in which that group of personalities appeared is behind us. And judging from the time they appeared, they ran behind us for a while before catching up..." Qingjiuru looked at her, softly The voice asked: "Why are you walking outside the circle?"

Once out of range, Bliss will be automatically recycled into the body of Oasis, that is, Luze. At that time, her self-awareness and her body will be obliterated by Oasis. Bliss knows this better than anyone else.

"Before the personality appeared, you asked Lin Sanjiu to stop the carriage and wanted to tell her something." Qingjiu Liu asked slowly: "How far is our current position from stepping out of the circular range? What do you want to tell her?"

Bliss didn't answer, but put one hand on the armrest of the carriage, and gradually pushed herself up to sit up. Qingjiuru carefully stretched out his hand to help her up, but Bliss looked at him and shook her slightly. Shake his head.

"If I walk in this direction for less than ten minutes... I will be recycled."

She looked at the battle between heaven and earth behind the carriage, as if it was a helpless

People who go out should take a look at the weather outside the window from their bed. "You are right... Orcius' current position is actually directly behind us."

Kiyokuru patiently waited for her breath to stabilize before weaving the words again.

"I know very well that tonight is the last night I will see it."

Her voice was weak, but Qingjiu Liu felt that all the internal organs in his body were being pierced by the tingling blood flow. He suddenly remembered that he had been on the stage, under the lights, at the end of the world. I have seen countless withering and death in the wind.

"No matter how Lin Sanjiu... wants to save me," Bliss lowered his eyelashes and said, "Among the people in this world who can see the egg-blue sky tomorrow morning, I am no longer there."

She paused and said: "...I have been living in the empty shell of death and regard it as my home. I am not afraid of death...I just can't tolerate it. I will be silent in such a dark night." Silently...obediently, meaninglessly."

Bliss' whole body was shaking slightly, and his voice was shaking slightly.

"I can't stand it."

When she raised her head, even the night seemed unable to bear the burning, bright, and angry blue, and shuddered away from her. "I can't stand it. I'm like an unwelcome animal that's been driven, hunted, and licked its wounds and died in a corner."

Qingjiuru was speechless.

"What I need is not a hero to save me," Bliss said word by word. "Not a chance to survive. I don't need to be a curio that has been saved from the catastrophe. What I need... is One last chance to fight."

Kiyokuru nodded silently.

"Only I," Bliss whispered, "can enter the bowels of Orcius."

...This is what Qingjiuru discovered, the first forming part of the plan.

Lin Sanjiu stood on the grass. Under the strong wind caused by the strong witch behind her, her messy hair was blown away, interrupting her face and expression.

How strange, Qingjiuru thought a little vaguely, that the three of them were standing on such blood-soaked land, looking at the longing black shadows approaching step by step, and the screams torn apart by countless attacks. Inside, quietly preparing to see someone off.

"...Small wine?"

These two words seemed to awaken Lin Sanjiu. Her eyes finally withdrew from the carriage in the distance and focused on Qing Jiuliu's face again.

She didn't shed any tears, although her eyes and face seemed to be intensely red.

"If this is her wish," Lin Sanjiu finally spoke, "I...I..."

The second half of her sentence seemed to be meant to be, "I am willing to help her complete it." However, just when she was about to say it, this half of the sentence suddenly turned into a whimpering howl - as if she could no longer bear it, she leaned forward. He folded down and tightly grasped Qingjiuru's arm with both hands, as if relying on his strength to stand firmly on the ground to support himself so as not to continue sinking into the abyss at his feet.

"How many more people do I have to lose?"

Amid the roar of the great witch, amidst the pained hissing and shrill laughter of the personality, Lin Sanjiu didn't look at anyone, but buried her head deeply: "Just tonight, how many more people will I lose?"

Qingjiureu held her hand tightly with his backhand, and saw the slightly protruding white bones on the back of her neck rising and falling.

"Bliss is going to disappear soon. Just tonight, Lu Ze can't be saved. Mather is gone, the gift bag is gone, and even Gong Daoyi is dead..."

When she said this, her voice paused for a moment, as if she was salvaging something. In the end, her efforts turned into a long breath. Qingjiuru lowered her eyes and added a sentence in her heart.

...and the puppeteer, right?

he said silently.

What he really said was another sentence.

He turned a blind eye to the various appearances in his peripheral vision and the approaching personalities, and said slowly: "...Xiaojiu, listen to me. Bliss can enter Xiaoxi

Erth's interior, but she wasn't capable of doing enough damage. "

Lin Sanjiu's attention was indeed drawn back to the present moment; after taking a few breaths, she straightened her back again.

"Special items won't work. Bliss said that she can't summon or use any items inside "Luze"'s body. "It is not difficult for Qing Jiuru's acting skills to keep his voice steady and keep what he says firmly on the graspable reality. "The consciousness of the great witch is no match for Orcius. If it is put into his body, it may be like a sheep in a tiger's mouth."

Lin Sanjiu looked at him silently, a hard light gradually forming in her amber eyes again.

"You told me the second step of the plan."

Qingjiuru tilted his head slightly, and the great miko's consciousness rushed past his ear, wiping out a splash of blood on his ear - that blood, and that consciousness, together turned into a certain personality behind him wailing. He didn't look back.

"...I think Gong Daoyi's blood is not effective for "personality". " He said, "Gong Daoyi's blood is effective on "things inside Oulcyus." "

Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath.

"This is my conjecture," Qingjiuru said almost calmly, "I think people like Gong Daichi should know very well that it doesn't matter how many personalities Oasis has lost. It's also hard for me to imagine that blood has The ability to distinguish between humans and non-humans... Even if you can, isn't your human body still intact? It has been walking in the blood, but it is still unscathed, right?"

Lin Sanjiu nodded blankly and wanted to say something, but couldn't. She opened her hand, and a steel whip fell down - she was right, the steel whip was indeed clean, and there was no trace of blood on it.

"I think the reason why those personalities turned into blood is precisely because they belong to "inside Orcius". UUReading www.uukanshu.net "Qing Jiuli looked into her eyes and said: "As long as this possibility is high enough, at least one thing that Bliss needs to bring into Oasis' body must be Gong Daichi's. Blood."

"But it's gone," Lin Sanjiu raised the steel whip in her hand and said, "I didn't know it just now, but all the blood on it has been..."

"I need you to think about it carefully." Seikuru held her shoulders tightly, stared into her eyes, and said, "Without Giya Doichi's blood, Bliss and we will all die meaninglessly here. Yes. You killed Gong Daichi, if anyone has any clues, it must be you."

"Blood……"

Lin Sanjiu repeated this word blankly, as if he was replaying the scene of killing Gong Dao tonight over and over again in his mind.

She was suddenly shocked.

"I changed my clothes," Lin Sanjiu held Qing Jiuliu's arm, her eyes were bright in the night, and her voice became urgent: "I fell into a pool of his blood, and then before Oasis appeared ——I, I changed out of my blood-soaked clothes!"