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In fact, the Gent Hermit didn't know what to call the figure floating inside the magic container.

As a sword-wielding hermit trained by Merlin Le, he has witnessed countless cruel punishments, various magics used to destroy humanity and will, and many bizarre experiments that cannot be accepted by ordinary people.

But all the "bizarre cases" he had seen in the past could not be compared with today's "Justina".

Jeante the Hermit really couldn't understand and had no way to accurately describe Justina's tendency. He only felt that this female scholar who had worked with him for a long time seemed to be too concerned about those inhuman and terrible things. Fear exists.

When facing those descendants of the Dark Abyss who were both enemies and research targets, Justina showed a rather abnormal and even "extreme" twisted tendency. As time went by, this tendency even Begin to shift towards "preference" and "identity".

When the hermit Jeant received a series of strange orders about Justina from Shuge, he almost questioned Shuge's judgment, but in the end it turned out that the preparations made by Shuge were all correct. ——Justina indeed chose to persevere even though the first two rounds of experiments had failed, and tried to withdraw weapons from the warehouse at the Legal Committee's residence.

Even the type of weapon she took was exactly the same as what Xiuge said.

"Is this some kind of evil magic that I don't understand? Or is it a 'prophecy' that Merlin and I never want to talk about directly?"

Regarding the series of prejudgments made by Shuge, Hermit Jient had already had countless doubts. Even Shuge himself did not realize that many of his decisions and actions had actually already affected Ji. The past cognition, habits and common sense of the Ent hermits have caused countless shocks and challenges, but in the face of the crisis in Salem City, these doubts seem to be somewhat unimportant.

Facing Jeant, who was standing silently in the laboratory, the female scholar in the magic container asked slowly: "Hermit Jeant, what are you thinking about?"

So the sword-wielding hermit raised his head, and he fixed his gaze on the figure that had the characteristics of both a human and a descendant of the Dark Abyss, and then said: "I was thinking... Master Justina, why did you do this? s Choice?"

Inside the container, the female scholar tilted her head slightly. She didn't quite understand the starting point of Jeant's question.

"Hermit Jeant, does this question still make sense now?"

"Maybe."

The burly sword-wielder pulled a chair and sat down slowly: "Salem City has affected all of us and made us all change...so I want to find out, what exactly are you doing? Think of something, this may be able to bring some help to me in the future.”

"Justina" thought for two seconds, then she nodded, agreeing with Jeant's statement, and then she drifted back slightly, and her voice came from the container: "In the beginning, my opinion with everyone All the same, I hated them, saw them as monsters and threats, and sought ways to completely destroy or banish them...until I was struck by their magic and fell into a coma."

"You mean the Black Sun Society and Bolva?"

"Yes, but I actually want to thank them."

"Justina" said the words in an understatement that surprised Jeante: "I can clearly feel the cold power flowing through my body, like a cold wave coming from a distant ocean. ...It kept swimming in my body, like a fish or some other animal. I couldn't do anything at that time, so I tried to contact it and communicate with it... So , it responded to me.”

"Responded to you?"

"Yes, just like when I tried to mobilize magic for the first time, when my consciousness came into contact with it, it responded to me in a friendly way."

As if falling into some kind of beautiful memories, the female scholar murmured: "They are very special, they are really special... They are different from all the magical creatures I have come into contact with in the past, and they are different from existences like humans and elves. It’s completely different. I have never seen such a structure. An entire ethnic group is united together and so close to each other. The spirit and spirit can be separated from each other and can be integrated at any time. How wonderful..."

"But you almost died from them."

"die……"

"Justina" repeated this subtle word, and then she shook her head and said: "If we judge from our past narrow point of view, that is indeed the case, but if we accept this new life form, then everything will be different. changes happened."

Her eyes widened a lot, and in her eyes, the dark shadows of the abyss were beating continuously: "Think about it, the body is no longer the key to the survival of life, and the death of the body means nothing at all...knowledge, memory, and Everything that exists based on the spirit will be shared with the entire group. As long as they exist, the so-called dead individuals will also exist forever..."

Listening to these words, Jeant felt a little sweat on his back, and he couldn't help but reach out to hold his weapon.

Naturally, such an action did not hide from "Justina's" eyes, so the female scholar slowed down her tone and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, Hermit Jeante, I am just proposing a question from the perspective of a scholar. It’s just a bold idea. I think Mr. Sugar Ernst has probably already realized these things, and no one knows more about those ‘monsters’ than he does.”

"Mr. Ernst convinced you?"

"Persuasion? Maybe."

The female scholar thought for a moment and said: "He must have been aware of my 'change' a long time ago, so he has tested me more than once. Mr. Ernst is really a wonderful person, what he said and what he said The choices I made were completely different from what I expected..."

Saying that, "Justina" gently raised her new arm made of shadows in the dark abyss and looked at it seriously: "Obviously he already has power and identity that transcends human beings, but he But you still hope that I can continue to stick to my identity and position. It’s really a puzzling and amazing choice, isn’t it?”

These words made Hermit Jeant become more and more nervous, but the voice of the female scholar continued to come: "Hermit Jeant, I do not regret making such a decision. Facts have proved that my judgment was not wrong. , as long as there are enough suitable 'candidates', the third plan I proposed before will definitely be realized..."

Jeante asked in a deep voice: "Even if the cost is yourself?"

"Myself?"

"Justina" shook her head slightly: "The memory and will belonging to me have not died because of this, but have been combined with another existence... In this case, what is the price?"

When she said these words, her tone was extremely firm, which reminded Jeant of the time when Justina's plan was exposed by her.

After trying to throw herself and her colleagues into the experiment as "experimental materials" to no avail, she resolutely chose the last path - she released the special sample left by Shuge and devoted herself to it, working with it. Totally integrated.

"My feeling now is very strange... I can feel his power and also be aware of part of his thoughts... He is approaching us. Maybe it won't be long before I can meet him. I'm really curious about him. The way you look and act when you see me.”

"Justina" murmured, she raised her palm again and pressed it on the surface of the container. With a burst of power, the magic container protected by layers of protective rituals burst into pieces, so the female scholar followed the The alchemy liquid flowing freely came out of the container that restrained her, and she slowly landed on the ground. The soaked clothes on her body clung to her body, but she didn't care about it.

Faced with the changes in front of him, Jeant also stood up. He did not hide his wariness and hostility towards the existence in front of him. His left hand was already on the two alchemy bombs. As long as the situation changed, he would immediately make a move. response.

However, "Justina" didn't pay much attention to this. Her movements were a bit stiff and her steps staggered a bit. After taking a few steps forward, she turned her head and looked at the crystal wall clock on the wall next to her. For the last time I recognized the time scale I was familiar with in the past.

Then, the female scholar reached out and brushed away a strand of hair stuck to her forehead. She looked at the sword-wielding hermit in front of her: "Jint, thank you for staying with me until now, but when the time comes, you should leave... …We all have things to do, don’t we?”

"What are you going to do?"

"I want... to meet my 'father' first."

When she said this, 'Justina' looked like a real child, and she smiled: "I want to know what he thinks about what is happening and what is about to happen."

Jeant did not continue to ask about this strange topic. He just nodded slightly and then asked: "So... do you have any wishes that you need me to help you realize? Or, do you have anything you need me to say?" Bring it to you?"

"If you can, thank them for me...thank them for still trusting me at that time, or ask for their forgiveness for me and forgive me for the actions I made to achieve that goal."

Hearing these words, even Jeante inevitably had a sad look on his face.

As the sword holder of Merlin Lehe, he has long been accustomed to the departure and death of his companions, but he has never experienced such a scene in the past.

Sometimes, a peaceful separation can make people feel more painful and helpless.

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The air is cold, but the magic floating in the air gives people a feeling of heat and irritability.

A new round of magical changes is approaching.

This time, even if he didn't need the Roots of Destiny and the Running Rat to remind him, Xiuge could still feel the approaching shock and threat. If the previous magic movement was the dark turbulence hidden under the calm sea, then now the air The constantly trembling magic power in it is like a breeze carrying sultry steam.

A heavy rain that is enough to overturn Van En is about to come.

Through countless destiny roots set along the way, Xiuge barely built a line of defense with illusions. In these illusions, corrosive dark flames were constantly beating, and the real sense of threat simulated through illusions was constantly rising. This forced the advancing descendants of Dark Abyss to change their route and slow down their advance, but even so, they were still slowly approaching the south of Salem City.

With the continuous advancement of the descendants of the Dark Abyss, the Three Color Brotherhood has been completely destroyed, and the number of deaths of its members is incalculable.

The descendants of the Dark Abyss, who have received a new round of "nutrition" supplements, have become more active. After the overall evolution of the group, the body and memory that used to take them more than ten or twenty days to digest can now be digested in just a few hours or even It was completely absorbed by them within a few dozen minutes.

After receiving new intelligence and information, the action strategies of the descendants of the Dark Abyss also began to adjust accordingly. A considerable number of the descendants were immediately dispersed from the group. They quickly infiltrated those scattered groups based on the memories of the victims. Among the survivors and bandits, these survivors are basically ordinary bandits who are attached to the Brotherhood or ordinary residents who have refused the invitation of Iris Street.

Facing the surging black tide, they had no way to avoid it. The weapons and fuel they had accumulated in their hands were unable to stop those terrible enemies. In front of the huge descendant group, the survivors who had reinforced The blocked hiding places have become clumsy "cans", and the predators can always deftly find them from the corners and devour them on the spot.

Dark clouds rolled slowly in the sky, and Xiuge couldn't even see the sunset at the end of winter.

Xiuge looked around the dilapidated street where he was, and then withdrew the roots of destiny he had left along the way. With his move, those false illusions used to confuse and hinder the descendants of An Yuan also followed. Destroy and disappear.

He did this not because of a lack of magic power, but because in front of the huge number of descendants, the illusion could play very little hindrance.

As the descendants continue to gather, the instructions conveyed by the will of the subject are also implemented most resolutely and thoroughly - they are pushing a huge front to the south at a slow speed, and all living creatures along the way, They will all be mercilessly destroyed and devoured.

Shuge raised his head and saw a military observation balloon slowly floating in the dark sky. Apparently, the members of the emergency committee had also successfully observed the amazing scene happening in the city.

Xiuge knew that they would definitely be able to see the long black curve formed by the descendants of An Yuan.

It was the vanguard sent by the Dark Abyss Palace. It was an army that was slowly advancing, and it was also a wave of death that was enough to crush people's hope and will.

The time to test everyone has finally arrived.