The Witch and the Doll Swear

The sun went down.

For the first time, the city that is always in the dawn has ushered in the sunset, and this time, there will be no new sun rising.

After the golden sun disc came into contact with the three rays of light, it erupted with an unprecedented blazing flash, covering the blue sky and the city reflected on the lake in a bright light. This brilliant white, this temperatureless The light dyed everything white, but here, not many people can still see this magnificent scene.

Tutankhamun spared no effort to help the imprisoned souls "free". Although Ai didn't do it deliberately, the efficiency of her two spells was higher than Akhenaten's pursuit for several minutes. Among the snow-white roads, there are very few people who worship the gods in the square and under the obelisk.

The only remaining people were also howling in the light. Just like Liliana guessed, these undead did not exist completely independently in this secret realm. They melted in the light and melted into nothing. remain.

"The plan...successful..."

The light enveloped everything and dyed everything white, but it couldn't hinder the girl's eyes.

Standing on the top of the tower wall, Tingna looked in the direction of the sacrificial hall from a distance. There had been no flashes of magical battle for several minutes. Is Miss Liliana okay? So does Miss Alice, it doesn't matter whether it will be hurt or not.

These worries did not dissipate with the success of the plan. Tingna pressed her finger on the gemstone representing "Feather Fall" in the "Crown of Elements", and was about to jump down the tower wall, but at this time, she was stunned. Living.

In the light, it seems that some faint pictures are emerging.

In the sacrificial hall, the witch heard the wailing from behind, and turned around silently.

In the incandescent light, there are still heterogeneous colors falling like meteors, falling on the body of Akhenaten—the magic emperor Akhenaten.

He let out a sharp howl, and this was the only place left in the whole city that was not shrouded in white light.

A stronger force gathers here to form a space similar to a domain. Scenes of pictures are presented here, and they are fleeting, bringing cities, fields with tumbling wheat waves, endless oceans, and conference rooms with endless debates. , chatting, scolding and fighting appear here.

With hundreds of pictures and thousands of characters, Liliana added magic to protect her eyes, looked at the mummy lying on the ground and holding her head, unable to even hold a long staff, and continued talking.

"...As I speculated, the memory of those believers is irrelevant. But for a magic emperor, memory and self are important existences that cannot be discarded. You must keep a part to maintain yourself, and because you have to let God Both myself and myself are in a long-term deep sleep to avoid being "self-purified". Then, where should these memories, knowledge, and even possible personalities be stored? "

That answer is needless to say.

When the people from Sinai met on the steps treated them with a strange attitude, Liliana already guessed what part of the function of the sphere in the sky was. To prepare a banquet for their arrival and to celebrate grandly, and between these two events, there was only one event in which the sun wheel stretched out its wrist.

Now, the golden sun is destroyed, and these memories come back along the spirit and soul connection-this is the netherworld, spiritual, spiritual connections and things, where they will become tangible.

The Magic Emperor was lying on the ground, his already damaged throat making painful ho-ho sounds.

Now, he can be called the Emperor of Magic alone.

The divided memories are returning, flickering around him. The deeper the memory, the clearer it was and the longer it lasted, Liliana and Alice even saw a battle between him and several other people who seemed to be of the same status in a luxurious conference room.

"Another problem has been solved, Lily. Why did the Ancient Magic Empire, which originally supported Akhenaten complete the solar reform, keep silent when Tutankhamun abolished Aten's belief."

"……Yes."

Suddenly, Liliana's expression changed suddenly.

A new picture shrouded the sacrificial hall, but what appeared in the picture of this scene was still the sacrificial hall.

The throne on the aqueduct, the pillars that have not yet collapsed, and the golden sun wheel hanging high above the tower wall behind the throne.

But the magic emperor holding an eagle and a long staff of ouroboros is kneeling in front of the throne in embarrassment, his face is full of anger, but his body, which is shriveling and becoming as thin as a stick, reveals that he powerlessness and despair.

A man wearing a gentleman's top hat and a black double-breasted tuxedo stood in the sacrificial hall, watching him from a distance. Under his elegant moustache, his thin lips were curled up in an extremely mocking arc.

"……This is……"

"When is the memory?!"

Alice and Liliana asked questions almost at the same time, but Akhenaten, who could only cry in pain, could not give an answer.

Reluctantly raising his head and seeing the scene reflected in the sacrificial hall, he uttered the most angry roar so far. It seemed that the anger also flowed back from the shattered sun, and in the roar that was distorted beyond words, Only three words are particularly clear.

—Sandro! ! ! !

The young gentleman at the bottom of the steps lowered his white gloved right hand, as if hearing this venomous cry. The gold cane held by the other hand was the only thing about this tall young man that could not be associated with a "gentleman"—it was like a whole spine—besides, even his stroking his beard made him People can't fault it.

"Before I answer your question, I also have a question I hope you can answer for me. You want me to help you, but why should I help a poor parasite?"

"Because I am the emperor of the magic empire, I can give you the knowledge, history, and powerful magic you want!!"

The "Akhenaten" in the scene roared, but he continued to become withered and shriveled, and was still permeating all over his body, making his words more pathetic than persuasive.

"Magic Emperor, um, a very powerful title, but unfortunately it needs to add a prefix, two thousand years ago, Magic Emperor, and me."

The gentleman leaned on his cane and said nonchalantly.

"It is the current emperor of magic. Considering the progress of magic and the iteration of knowledge, the old magic knowledge of two thousand years ago is not very attractive to me. Rather, I found a copy of the two thousand years ago from the top secret files of the Imperial Council. Top-secret files, it took so much effort to get interested, but what I saw in the end was just a poor bastard who couldn't even leave the secret place to put on airs with a body that wasn't his own. It was just a "declaration of death" instead of " death by law", I think you should thank me for my kindness. "

"You... idiot! Are magicians so arrogant after two thousand years?! I have found the way to immortality, and I have succeeded! This is the greatest achievement in the history of magic! We humans can finally escape our destiny death, and even become a god!"

"...You are the one who is arrogant, poor fellow. The correct way is to let a wise magician cut up his personality and memory, commit himself to ridiculous things, and create them as experimental materials. Even leaving this sacrificial hall is difficult. The so-called gods who can’t help it? Is it a ridiculous belief maintained by old magic creations that are about to be scrapped and constantly erasing the memories of a bunch of undead?”

The gentleman shook his head and laughed.

He laughed for a long time, leaning back and forth. When he finally recovered his gentlemanly demeanor, seriousness and contempt appeared on his handsome face.

"The gods seem to be immortal but they will still rot, and they seem to be high, but even the most despicable people can strangle them by the throat. This is the wrong way, there is no doubt about it."

"And we are on the right path."

He declared like this with incomparable certainty and incomparable self-confidence. When he talked about the "road", his gray-brown eyes seemed to be ignited with excitement.

But soon he calmed down, took off his manners, and bowed to the magic emperor whose body had been turned into a decayed mummy by two-thirds on the throne.

"As a reward for letting me see such a funny one-man show, let me help you repair this poor kingdom of God, it will keep you alive for a long time, but you can do nothing but passively accept my gift No, ah, of course, I will not repair the connection between you and some defense agencies in the secret realm that you challenged me because of your overreaching, such as..."

The gentleman pointed to the sun overhead and put on his manners again.

"Finally, may you be praised forever in your divine kingdom, 'Your Majesty the Great Magical Emperor'"

He seemed to have said something else, but the scene quickly became blurred, and neither Liliana nor Alice could hear him.

The image of this memory disappears, and a new image emerges, which seems to be a certain laboratory, but the witch and the doll have not paid attention to it, they are staring at the magic emperor who is struggling to get his treasure in his hand , said nothing.

And it does not help the greatest humiliation.

——I'm... not dead... Even if I lose the faith and magic power provided by the secret realm, I'm still... the Emperor of Magic! ! The battle...is not over yet! !

"...No, it's over."

At some point, the white light covering the sky and the sun disappeared.

The Magic Emperor supported his body with a long staff, and stood up unsteadily. The tree-like powerful magic still protected him, but before he could utter any more battle cries, the sky covered in incandescence suddenly fell. Another kind of light, the dawn light fell on him, making him burn like a torch.

The shield that blocked Liliana and Alice's dozens of attacks didn't respond at all, just disintegrated like that.

"You have cut your own personality and memory as much as possible. I am afraid that even thinking about this matter is connected through these three suns, so you have been safe and sound in so many years of sleep. Now all of this is back, and you The current state cannot be compared with that before being injured by Sandro—by "Immortal". You can't suppress it anymore, so the "self-purification" of belief begins. Since Aten God was created by you, then you should understand. "

Alice curled her lips, and when she saw him howling in pain in the morning light, joy from the bottom of her heart was revealed on that strange face.

"Belief in God itself cannot tolerate any 'impurity'."

The emerald pupils and blazing red pupils flickered together, and in the light, the body of the mummy turned into white and brittle crystals from the fingertips, melting a beam of blood-red light that flew from the red pupils. Shooting out, wanting to turn this pathetic emperor who has no protection into dust.

"Evil Eye of Lawrence"

"Revenge Gaze"

But faster than that ray that seemed to be burning with endless hatred was the golden wolf.

The sword light liberated by calling his real name strangled the emperor who was powerless to resist like a storm, and the gods who were powerless to bring down divine punishment.

Tutankhamun, who arrived with the "television technique", was a moment faster than Alice's gaze, but at this moment, the mummy, which could not be destroyed no matter how much it was destroyed before, was completely chopped apart!

In the storm of wolves and sword light, a withered arm stretched out towards him, as if wanting to caress his face.

The young pharaoh roared, and the sharp teeth of the pack of wolves were biting, and that arm, like other parts of the mummy, was finally turned into countless tiny pieces.

The day-like bright light powder stained the cut surface, and before these profane and decayed corpses fell to the ground, they turned into a blaze of light and burned them up.

The storm of blades stopped, and Tutankhamun stood in front of the throne where only a ball of silvery white brilliance remained, and slowly put down the treasure.

"In this way...you can also be freed from the blasphemy plans of the magic emperors, and rest in peace forever."

Dawn began to dim.

it's all over.

The hiding place of the magic emperor's memory was destroyed, and the returning memory triggered the purification instinct of the belief in the god, and none of the people who believed in the god of Aton could see it anymore.

Faith never dies, faith in God never dies.

But what if faith disappears?

Then the spirit dies.

Liliana came to the throne, reached out and picked up a piece of silver-white object that fell on the ground.

"...This is the reason why the secret realm was built early, but it was only activated hundreds of years later. It is necessary for the birth of gods... the fragments of October..."

"Another puzzle solved. Next, what to do? Lily, stay here and investigate more?"

"...Although I really want to do this, the next thing I have to do is to escape for my life. Even if it is man-made, this place is still a god's domain. After the death of a god, it is impossible to live forever..."

Before the witch finished speaking, the ground shook.

Scary cracks appeared in the darkening sky.

Alice clicked her tongue.

"Whether it's a god or a magic emperor, these bastards really make people restless for a moment-what about you? What should we do? Come with us?"

She turned her face to look at Tutankhamun, whose aura was fading, and asked the pharaoh.

"I am already a dead person, and the two releases of the real name of the Noble Phantasm have also drained the remaining soul. I will stay here and watch all the destruction with my own eyes—that's right."

The young pharaoh grinned, talking about his end, but so relaxed.

"Talk while walking! Alice and Lily are going to find Tina and Ai!"

The ground began to crack like dirt that had been exposed to the sun for months.

The city was sinking, and Tutankhamun, whose body had begun to become transparent, didn't say much, and ran with the witch.

Everywhere is sinking, everywhere is collapsing, the motionless zombies are smashed in the falling rocks, sinking into the lake that has become tumbling like magma, this demiplane has come to the end, and the scenery of the end is everywhere.

Without much effort, Liliana and Alice found Tina and Ai who were heading towards the temple along the long bridge and wanted to join them.

This time, there was no obstruction on the lake, and they passed through the strangely gray lake water smoothly. Before the crack of the broken temple, Tutankhamun, whose eyes had already dimmed the fire, stopped his rapid narration.

"I promised to tell you all you want to know after you help me destroy Akhenaten, but it looks like there's no time. Here it is."

He stretched out his hands to Liliana, the twin swords engraved with lilies and jackals were already extremely dim.

"This is my treasure. I don't want them to be lost in the dust of history like me. Take it. Even if you don't need it as a magician, you can give it to those two ladies and let them protect it." Myself. This pair of treasures is also a key, it can open the dark layer in my coffin, I put some things there, maybe it will help you—”

The young pharaoh finished speaking quickly, then took a few steps back and stood outside the dilapidated temple.

The face that had become illusory completely relaxed at this moment.

"Thank you again for allowing me to finally complete my mission and let my "card" and countless others rest in peace, thank you. "

"farewell."

The storm of plane disintegration hit violently, and it was too late to say goodbye, Liliana urged Tingna and Ai to get into the gap, and moved forward without looking back.

The noise of the collapsing world disappeared immediately, the gap of light behind him quickly dimmed, and finally disappeared, and the girls could only approach the light at the other end step by step.

How long has it been?

Tina thought.

Maybe it was a few minutes, maybe ten minutes, the light gap they entered was enlarged in front of their eyes, and behind this light gap, the warm sunshine and gentle wind cheered for their triumph——

...Oh, how is it possible.

This is Akhenaten's tomb, only dust, darkness, empty coffins and eternal silence welcome their return.

Ting Na laughed at herself, and breathed a long sigh of relief because she was lucky to survive the catastrophe. Only then did she realize that the fear brought about by the collapse of the half-plane made her whole body wet with sweat, and the reckless running made her injured foot start to ache again, which made her groan in pain.

But thinking about it carefully, apart from the sky cracking, the ground sinking, and the strange-colored storm rolling up the viscous magma-like lake, the few minutes of running to death seemed to leave nothing but terror and no scenery along the way. Tingna kicked her ass Sitting on the ground, he looked at Ai, who covered his eyes and squatted down to rest, holding the pair of swords, and the witch who was silently thinking about something.

"That...Miss Liliana, Alice."

She suddenly remembered one thing.

"...?"

"This time, has the goal been achieved?"

"..."

The witch and the puppet nodded, but did not answer.

Still, that's enough.

A certain force supporting the girl has completely dissipated now. She clutched the soles of her painful feet and lay on the ground as if she had lost her support. After taking a deep breath to suppress the pain, she finally let out a long, long breath. Sighed.

finally.

it's all over.