The warning words disappeared, and someone had already flown towards the temple in the sky—even if they didn't go in, it would be good to look around and investigate.

For some reason, some people have a premonition that se.ra.ph, which seems to have seamlessly integrated into the society, is finally about to really lift the curtain.

Suzuki Satoru—the young man who called himself Momoga was forced by his friend Peroroncino to perform flying magic, and the two ascended together.

"Damn it, I wouldn't have gotten smaller if I hadn't taken the medicine from the nurse at the clinic next to my house by mistake!" Peroroncino, who claimed to be a boy in body but still an adult in mind, shouted dissatisfiedly. "Don't act like you treat me like a child just because my body is getting smaller!"

"But didn't you just say that the juvenile form is more suitable... um..." Momoga looked away, hesitating to speak.

"How can you, a person with 0 female experience, understand!"

Momoga: "Huh???" Wronged.

His wandering eyes suddenly froze, and stopped on the girl with pink middle hair in front of him.

The girl was wearing a dark green hooded jacket and a pink-purple cat backpack on her back. A long wire spiraled out from the small P socket in her hand, encircling her all the way to her feet. Floating in the air, the feet stepped on the line vaguely, like walking on flat ground.

She was looking at the Temple of Time in the sky with an ominous atmosphere, and fell into deep thought.

"That girl...has the aura of a strong person." Momoga concluded with a sullen face.

Peroroncino twitched the corner of his mouth: "Where did you see it? I just think she looks like an Internet addicted girl."

"Trust a magician's instincts, you bastard!"

Said it was ominous, the edge of the temple began to slowly extend a deep and full of black and strange sludge, and from the middle to the outside, there was a strange shape and attached to it that seemed to be able to invade directly from sight to thought. Mental pollution.

In fact, for most people, deformities are not difficult to accept, but there is no doubt that the sight in front of them seems to make the brain stagnate, full of incomprehensible thinking, unable to wait for warning messages, and even the sight cannot be controlled to make it go away. move above.

If this goes on...if this goes on...

For some reason, Momonga could still feel the despair she felt when she was on the verge of madness.

This mixed and complicated feeling unknowingly lit a lamp for his future, but that's another story.

Many people have already fallen from the sky with the body of time and space, but the frozen eyes of the people suddenly stopped at the center of the black hole.

The complex mud full of curses and destructiveness seemed to become a road, and with the sound of sharp ice blades scraping, a young girl slowly walked out from the center.

The long blue-purple hair is like the most exquisite silk and satin, and she is wearing a gorgeous dress like a swan. Her body is slender and full of beauty. The girl opened her cold eyes, which contained cruelty and aloofness that were easy to understand.

But even so, her appearance freed most of the people present from the desperate situation controlled by the spreading hideous tentacles.

Momoga finally got a chance to catch his breath. At some point, a lot of sweat was dripping from his head, whether it was from fear or the unknown. He looked at the elegant girl who looked like a flower and a swan overlooking the sky. Looking at them from an angle, as if watching some ants struggling in a swamp.

Momoga murmured, "That girl is..."

"Composite goddess, that is, Miss Swan who has performed in theaters all over the world——Meltryllis (Melter Lilith)." A soft girlish voice suddenly came from beside him, and it was obvious that she was not still nearby because Peroroncino gasping for unspeakable suffocation.

Momoga looked over, and saw that the girl who had just been complained by Peroroncino as an Internet addicted girl was adding a sentence casually.

"Well, I'm Momoga, are you?"

"...Just call me Nanami."

"Thank you for your reminder." Momoga thought for a while, "I remember that my friend and I went to her performance... I didn't expect that." He sighed as he spoke.

"At present, no one can defeat her... Hurry up and go back if you don't want to die." Nanami Qianqiu pulled her hat.

The strange shape slowly extending from the mud finally revealed its complete appearance, with treacherous lines and strange raised blood pupils swaying from side to side as if looking for prey.

Although frowning, Miss Swan seemed to dislike this "stage" full of strange creatures, and saluted gracefully and noblely when she saw the "audience" who hadn't retreated even after she appeared.

Then he showed a meaningful smile, and the icy blue eyes had the unique light of a hunter.

She tugged at the hem of the skirt, exposing the sharp long cones on the knees of her slender legs and the equally terrifying ice blades under her feet to everyone's eyes.

"This time... I will never let go of Albert's hand again."

The girl said softly in a voice that only she could hear, then narrowed her eyes and raised her sleeves.

……

………………

Originally, Yedidia and a few Servants who were full of dark and evil forces came back together, but for some reason, at the moment of the spiritual transfer, Fujimaru Tachibana felt a severe dizziness in the brain.

She fell a few steps forward uncontrollably, and she didn't even notice the countless magic circles on the ground that suddenly lit up as she entered.

"Sleep, we'll wake you up when we get home."

The young man's voice was immature with a bit of comfort. The familiar and gentle voice made Tachibana Fujimaru give up resistance in an instant, and fell down steadily and obediently. The moment he touched the ground, he felt that he was caught and lost consciousness.

Jedidia "carried" her to the center of the magic circle with her magic power. After laying her flat, she raised her head and looked calmly at the girl who was sitting on the throne in the hall with her head tilted and she seemed to be sleeping expressionlessly. .

She was wearing a black soft nightgown, her warm orange hair hung down, her skin seemed to be morbidly white after not seeing the sun for a long time, her spine was lightly pressed against the back of the chair to stabilize her figure, and the suspenders were pulling the thin skirt. She was so thin that there were some hollows between the bones, her slender legs hung down along the chair without a single thread, and her ankles were still a little away from the ground.

...looks like a corpse frozen in time.

The Savior in the center of the magic circle began to gradually become transparent, and the golden particles began to float away until they disappeared completely.

The ring finger of the girl on the throne that was originally drooping suddenly moved.

She opened her clear golden eyes, perhaps because of the sudden stimulation, her eyes almost glistened with water, as if she finally sensed something wrong with her body... She slowly moved her gaze.

Fujimaru Tachibana: "..."

"...?"

"...???"

The author has something to say: I will always like Lilith.jpg

Gudazi: Xinji pulling milk.jpg, what crazy things have these guys done.

It's not that the main body was pulled down, this is Xuli's body, which was sealed up.

You guys can see who he is from Suzuki Satoru in an instant... I always thought this name was super common and I thought you didn't realize OTZ

He will turn to bone!But Wang...sorry, Wang can't get up, he's just an ordinary player here

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