Ye Luoli: Go ask the magical tarot cards

"It's been a long time, sister. Now you know who is right, right? Except for the snow, the tragedy today is all caused by humans themselves..."

Mandola was a little proud. Humans were never worth relying on. The fate of the wonderland still lay in the hands of the fairies, not the cunning and fickle humans.

Xin Ling was a little angry. Communications were blocked, power was out of balance, and drugs were rampant. This tragedy was clearly caused by you. Humans are just trying to survive.

"Mandola, don't you know what you have done? It is you who destroyed the balance of the human world. All the tragedies here are caused by you, Ye Luoli magic, the round sky and the square earth, the sealing technique!"

The Spirit of the Contract just watched quietly. No one could see her expression clearly due to the cover of the mysterious power, but the magician next to her patted her on the shoulder, as if to comfort her.

"Haven't you made the decision? If you want to save those abandoned by time, you can only create a new world. The mysterious master won't cry for the disappearance of life. Besides, even if you don't do it, destruction is already a foregone conclusion."

The Spirit of the Contract shook her head. In her eyes, acting on one's own will for the sake of protecting the one in her heart was a kind of arrogance in itself. What a pity... Gods have always been like this, and only in this way could she replace the mystery.

This place was clearly the human world, but the hellish scene made the Spirit of the Contract feel uncomfortable. She suppressed her nausea and destroyed it, then closed her eyes while looking at the starry sky with a lone moon hanging high in the sky.

People who have lost their minds have demonstrated what it means that human nature is evil. What we learn through acquired learning is meaningless in the face of instinct. Morality? Law? It is not worth mentioning in the face of the great terror of life and death...

How many people can stick to their original intentions? And who can be immune to the influence of opium poppy poison?

Human creations... have finally begun to devour their masters. I just hope that next time, you won't be so extreme and let me witness a world of diverse development, just like the one I've seen.

The spirit of the contract opened its arms, and Xin Ling felt an extremely strong pulling force. She thought to herself that something was wrong and wanted to use magic to prevent the fusion of the two worlds, but the opposite happened. Mandola stopped her.

"Sister, stop wasting time. No matter how humans change, they can't eliminate the damage they have done to nature. Look at this body of water. It's very clear and beautiful, but it's just returning to the state it was before it was destroyed by humans.

Humans have always protected nature for themselves, for the survival of their own species... but only to make better use of nature! Their goal has not changed from the beginning to the end, which is to control and even conquer nature! "

Mandola couldn't understand why her sister stood on the side of humans? Why did she turn a blind eye to the fairies who disappeared in the fairyland? Why did she seal the memory of the harm done to humans by the lower-level fairies?

Humans are contradictory, they can never be trusted! How can a race that can even kill its own kind show leniency to fairies?

"Yeloli magic, mirror array! Sister, why don't you understand? The fate of us fairies is only in our own hands, so that we can have the ability to forgive other races!

Sister, don't you understand? All we get in return for our repeated concessions is human recklessness. Only by letting the human suffering reappear will they realize the harm of the natural suffering to the fairyland and feel the same pain..."

Mandola looked at Xin Ling with some disappointment. Her mind was very confused. She had never felt so empty before. She was right. Humans were not kind. But this also meant that her omnipotent sister... was wrong.

Behind the invisible mirror, on the other side there is a girl leaning against the mirror and crying. She proved her ideal, but the price was to destroy her sister's innocence with her own hands.

The dark blue white-haired witch hugged Mandola when she was a girl. Her smile was like a waning moon, but as dazzling as a full moon. The moon waxes and wanes, and people have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions. This has been difficult to achieve since ancient times...

At the same time, another crescent moon is rising in the sky. It is a moon from another illusory world, marking the overlap of the two worlds.

Xin Ling was a little anxious. She ignored Huangshi's obstruction and used her body to resist Mandola's attack. At this time, she was seriously injured and was still overdrawing her strength.

"Yeloli Magic, use my soul as a guide to protect the children! In the name of the space fairy Xin Ling, use my body as a seal... the spirit of the contract!"

What? The Spirit of Contract looked at Xin Ling in disbelief. She had thought that the other party would sacrifice himself and give up his soul in exchange for temporary stability in the human world.

But she was also prepared, it was just a matter of disguising the new world more perfectly.

But... How dare Xin Ling! She is not in the identity of Zina, nor is she using the power system of this world, but... mysterious.

So the real person she wants to seal is the mysterious god!

The Spirit of the Contract wanted to escape. She couldn't let the unknown nothingness brought by the mystery devour the world, otherwise there would be no hope. When everything became an unknown mystery, even the meaning of creation would be lost...

But she still overestimated her current affinity with the mysterious power, and underestimated Xin Ling's determination to seal her at this moment.

Swallowing her saliva, the mysterious power in Zina's body seemed to be provoked. They started to move, vowing to teach the blasphemer a lesson.

"No...it shouldn't be like this! I didn't want it to end up like this. What should I do now...My emotions can only affect him. He has taken action without considering the risks..."

The spirit of the contract fell powerlessly from the sky. Xin Ling was about to make arrangements for his last affairs when the smile on his face froze. The hairs on his back trembled and cold sweat broke out, but there was nothing in front of him.

Xin Ling was horrified to find that she could not move. Her perception of herself was becoming blurred. Suddenly, she saw a pair of purple-red eyes, filled with endless contempt. The aura was extremely terrifying. The belief that even the human underworld could not break began to waver at this moment.

Sisi was protected by the priestess and only had some poison marks on her body. She saw an incredible scene: the store manager was getting smaller, like a doll, but what was even more incredible was that she was disappearing. To be precise, she was being swallowed and assimilated by an indescribable force. At this time, she had lost her memory of the store manager. She tried to think about it again, but there was nothing...

"Impossible... How could I forget our guide, the fairy who made a contract for us..."

But no matter how Sisi tried to recall, even if she used the power of tarot cards, she could only vaguely remember that there was such a person, but she could not remember her name.

Similarly, Mandola also forgot about her sister, but her intuition told her that she would never see the person she cared about most again.

Mandola looked at herself in the mirror with regret. At this moment, the girl with her back to her was looking at her viciously, as if questioning why she wanted to kill her sister?

Oh no... At this moment, Mandola could no longer remember the identity of that figure, but she only knew that she was very important to her.

Under the moonlight, an extremely determined person finally fell into confusion~

There is an extra card in the hand of the Spirit of Contract. It is the real owner of the Tarot card, the spirit of the instrument... The Fool.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, what a fool! How ironic! She was too clever and calculated everything, but ended up costing her dear life.

How could she forget? The mystery did not belong to her, but to the conceptual god. She was just a human magician... and creation was never the privilege of a magician, but the power given to the magician by the fool. They were both creators~