I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

No matter what kind of question you have, there is no object to talk to.

No one can respond to any hypothesis.

In the long years, I can only be alone, alone and suspicious.

So, she created the original machine, a small cube with wisdom.

She threw questions at the machine, hoping to get someone to talk to.

What am I?What is the question?

But what I gained was more doubts...and confusion about my heart.

Endless questions flooded into her mind, and the girl finally thought of a way to answer.

Self-denial, penetrated her "spirit" with the knife and axe in her heart, before everything fell to the dark abyss, she embraced death, and finally got the only answer.

——At least...I really existed.

In the lonely world, there are only machines left in self-examination, machines thrown by the creator, asking questions.

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Everything in front of them has turned gray, Princess Hubby hugged Kusan, and the two have reached their destination.

Underfoot is the perpetual tundra, surrounded by deadly no-man's land, and even the orcs are reluctant to come here.No water, no food, this is a place forgotten by God.

The dry wind is like a knife, and at the end of the tundra is a vast white sea of ​​ice, with a rather lonely wind blowing on the sea.

Hubby landed lightly and carefully put Kurumi down.Then, like a virtuous little daughter-in-law, she took care of Kuang San's black and red robes, stood on tiptoe, and tucked the scarf a little tighter.

The bright blue "black ash" was swept up by the wind mixed with snowflakes, whistling and circling towards the sky, as if this silent land was disturbed by Kurumi and Hubby.

The tips of the twinkling tails trembled slightly, and the invisible and imperceptible ripples swayed, and Hubby searched for all the creatures on this wasteland.

It was a dead silence, without the breath of any life.

But that is not right.

According to the information collected by the ghosts from the gaps between various races, this should be the center of the activities of the demon species.

Just as the two of them looked around, an incredible sight happened.

The snow dust on the sea was rolled up, like a sandstorm, and the gloomy clouds were pressed down extremely low, as pale as dry bones.

The white storms connected the sky and the earth, with an extremely wide radius, and the turbines were twisting from the direction of the sea of ​​ice towards Kurumi and Hubby.

At the moment when the storm touched the tundra, the ground was directly lifted, and the "black ash" buried under the snowflakes flew into the air. In just a short moment, the storm was dyed bright blue. color.

The storm roared and made a sound like a panpipe.

Based on the direction the storm was blowing, Hubby quickly figured out the storm's path.In such high latitudes, a sudden snowstorm appears much more dangerous.

She dragged Kurumi towards the ice reef in the diagonal direction.

There, while avoiding the storm, you can admire this natural terrifying blade.

The blade-like ice reef pointed diagonally to the sky, and the sharp side edge showed a hazy blue light.

Hubby expanded the scope of the scan, and she found staggered ice caves and a very special, solid long strip under the thick ice layer.

It's definitely not a stone, or something.

Because it is so regular, with a long curved road, the two sides are perfectly symmetrical.

Could it be a hidden demon species?

Hubby doesn't know...but it must have something to do with those monsters.

When the storm is over, dig it out and see what it is.

Wait... Hubby suddenly realized something.

She looked at the whistling white and blue terrifying storm... It seemed to be too close to her and her sister, and the direction was a little wrong.

The turbine that can hide a city in an instant, with almost no external force, pulled a huge arc on the wasteland, turned a corner, and rushed directly towards Kurumi and Hubie.

Is it a coincidence?

or something else.

Huobi scanned the storm in front of him, and sure enough... Although there was a large amount of "black ashes" that would obscure the reconnaissance detection, Huobi still caught the unusually powerful elf power from the gap between the storms.

In the extremely cold wind, Hubby finally confirmed... that storm was alive.

It is the demon species.

Since there are dangerous disasters in the fantasy species - [Death Fog] Inzahn Nibia.

Then, as a terrifying creature created by a fallen demon king, it is only natural that it has a similar appearance.

From a storm that devours the polar regions to a snowflake that floats alone in the sky, the existence that can be freely whistled and transformed, that is the truth of the monster in front of him.

"Sister..." Huobi told Kuangsan bitterly, a little helpless.

The one from the fantasy species, the creeping fog of death, but no one has come up with a way to destroy it so far.

Just like the Ex-Machina, they are listed as beings that must not be actively provocative.