Life As Aozaki Orange

"..."

Illya didn't feel any loss, just raised her hand and scratched her cheek, and said, "That's a heroic spirit...a dimensional life form higher than humans, and it's normal to be defeated."

"Have you... fought seriously?"

Mercury Lamp shook his head and immediately waved his hand: "However, Illya, you didn't fight with all your strength, and you suppressed your power unconsciously, which is considered to be the right thing to do."

Her red eyes were cold and emotionless.

"If you continue to tap the power of the tree of life, you will soon be guided by the inclination of the tree of life, Illya, and transform into an ecosystem independent of reality."

"Ugh?"

Illya showed a blank expression, obviously not understanding all the information in the words of the mercury lamp. After all, she is still in a stage of vague understanding of the power she has now.

I probably know... this power can make her very good at fighting.

"...let me explain to you a little bit."

Mercury Lamp shook his head helplessly, and explained lightly: "Illya, as a descendant of the 'Orange Master', you will definitely inherit part of the master's power, and the power you inherit, Illya, is the independent 'Tree of Life' system."

"That is the power that can respond to Illya's desire. If you want power...you will become a strong man with a hundred battles. If you want to fly...you will have wings to fly."

"This is a near-universal and comprehensive power. After a certain limit of development... it is no different from a god."

"However, this seemingly omnipotent power... The essence is the evolution of the 'Tree of Life' system. If you keep using it, your weak human consciousness... Illya will continue to transform into a higher-dimensional consciousness."

"Although it is not sure what kind of consciousness it is, there is no doubt that the individual named 'Illya' will cease to exist, just like discarded residues, rationally discarded by the evolved high-dimensional consciousness."

"Anyway...even if you put aside the narrow vision of human beings, the higher-dimensional consciousness may be more superior."

"But, for you, Illya... it's actually no different from death."

The sweet and cold voice echoed in the empty hall, with a chilling ruthlessness, as if to indicate the end of the excessive use of the 'Tree of Life' system.

It was the coldest admonition, the coldest truth.

"...Then, isn't Mama Orange very dangerous!?"

Illya's eyes widened, and she immediately worried about her mother. If she inherited the power of Orange Mama, that means... Orange Mama also has the same ability as her.

That doesn't mean... Mama Orange might die.

"No, it's dangerous... it's just you, Illya."

Mercury Lamp waved his hand and said proudly: "Although the ability of the 'Tree of Life' is very dangerous, as long as there is overwhelming willpower in self-awareness, then there is no need to worry about the outcome of losing one's self."

Saying so, she stared at Illya again.

"Keep in mind one thing, once the tree of life starts close to its origin, then Illya, you may no longer be able to recover the ending of losing yourself."

"How bad the situation will be... no one can predict."

"..."

Hearing this, Illya looked very nervous. She would have been pleasantly surprised by the ability she had mastered to become a master quickly, but now it sounds... more than a surprise.

This... is already frightening.

"Hmph... However, it's a pity to restrict the use of Illya's inherited power."

Mercury Lantern looked at Illya nervously, and changed the subject: "Just to prevent you from losing the face of the orange master, Illya, I will license you... I will lend you the power to use it."

"Oh... can it be!"

A surprised expression appeared on Illya's delicate face. She remembered that she had begged Sister Mercury Lamp for a long time before, but Sister Mercury Lamp never agreed to lend her power to use it.

But, who knows... Now Sister Mercury Lamp suddenly agreed.

"Now this situation... there is no way."

The mercury lamp turned his face and waved his hand: "In short, what is here now is your consciousness, Illya, and your body is still on the real battlefield."

"However, the flow of time relative to the outside world...is about stationary."

Saying so, she waved her hand again as if to drive away the guests.

In an instant, Illya's figure disappeared from the castle.

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Reality.

Battle inside the underground garage.

"Permission confirmed, the authorization of the first rose girl is successful."

A very mechanical female voice sounded.

Immediately, the black feathers erupted overwhelmingly, rushing in all directions like a tsunami. The feathers were like black feathers of fallen angels, with a sense of fallen holiness.

"The Blazing Sky Covers the Seventh Circle!"

Archer's eyes flashed with pain, and he raised his hand to project a shield to block the incoming feathers.

He knew... these second-generation demons are troublesome, and it is easy to open and hang out of time, and, now it seems... it seems that the opening is not an ordinary hang, and the combat power has been doubled.

However, he didn't care too much.

After all, there is a magician's mother, and this is something that can't be envied. Now I can only face off against Illya with all my strength, and then, it is enough to defeat Illya as much as possible.

"Fallen Angel, Illya joins!"

The black feathers slowly faded away.

Illya walked out of it step by step. She has now changed into a dress, wearing this black Lolita dress, with a pair of black wings stretched behind her back.

At this moment, she was no longer holding a wand, but a silver ornate sword.

"...Ah, it seems that my work is more tiring."

Archer let out a helpless sigh. He thought that his job was the easiest, and at most he felt a little guilty, but now it seems... maybe he has the hardest job.

"Declare in advance, I have no way to show mercy, you have to be prepared for this!"

He looked coldly at the little loli who was walking slowly, the dark fallen angel, and the release of cold killing intent made the air drop to freezing point.

The battle is imminent.

- Click.

Suddenly there was a sound of a camera taking pictures.

In an instant, the air froze.

Illya and Archer slowly turned their heads and looked out to make a sound. What caught their eyes was a gentle silver-haired lady, who was hiding behind a load-bearing column with a camera.

"Hey, it was discovered."

The gentle silver-haired lady walked out from behind the load-bearing column, raised her hand and knocked on her head, closed one eye playfully, and a betraying smile appeared on her beautiful face.

And with this action, the chilling atmosphere dissipated.

"Mom, why are you here!"

Illya's ruby ​​eyes widened as she watched the gentle lady with silver hair walk out and exclaimed in extreme surprise. Isn't that gentle and beautiful lady her mother.

But why...is here.

"That's right."

Irisviel hid the camera behind her back, touched her lower lip and said, "Actually, I happened to be passing by, and then I was accidentally discovered."

"This place... how did it happen to pass by!"

Archer made such a rant.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the sound of the camera taking pictures, he would not have noticed... There was a bystander hiding here, but if it was this Mrs. Irisviel... it would not be too unexpected.

"Hehe... It's rare to see a rare Illya, so I couldn't help but take it."

Irisviel gently stroked her beautiful face with her delicate hands, and showed a gentle smile: "You can leave me alone, there is no problem in continuing to fight."

Chapter 415 Retreat

"..."

A headache flashed across Archer's face, and then a cold smile appeared again: "Really, this beautiful lady, don't you know... Now, is it the best choice to threaten Illya with you? "

He meant something and said lightly, his eyes rational and ruthless.

Hearing this, Illya suddenly looked nervous. The jet-black wings behind her trembled, and she flew to Irisviel in an instant, holding a silver-white sword to face Archer to prevent this heroic spirit from harming her mother.

"I won't let you do this!"

This time, her eyes changed, with a sense of firmness that came from her heart.

If Archer really wants to attack and hurt her mother, then she will fight back with all her strength to protect her family, even in the face of... the hero in human history will not be afraid.

"...Excellent consciousness."

Archer laughed, looked at the vigilant Illya, and said: "Humans sometimes tend to ignore their family members, as if she will always be by their side, but if they don't protect...the day they leave, they will regret it. Even if I cry and beg...all, there is no way to save the regret."

He spoke with some sadness and admiration, and walked slowly towards Illya.

Seeing this, the black wings behind Illya slowly opened and expanded, and pieces of black feathers appeared in the void, like sharp flying knives, with dark and cold killing intent.

"Tell me one more thing."

Archer raised his hands and clenched his hands on Mo Xie, and said coldly, "The so-called guardianship...is not just about caring for your family, without the corresponding strength...you can only lament your incompetence."

"Do you think...you can protect your mother well?"

He asked so coldly, his words turned into sharp swords and attacked.

Although it is a bit despicable, choosing to capture this beautiful wife and then use it to threaten Illya... is definitely the most cost-effective choice. After all, Illya's strength now... is a bit troublesome to deal with.

However, catching the beautiful lady to threaten... is a very effective means.

"Can!"

Illya responded very simply, and immediately took a firm step forward, as if she was expressing her will with her actions, and she was not timid to confront Archer **** for tat.

The will to fight... really burned.

"Oh yeah~"

Irisviel stroked her cheek with slender hands, stared at Archer with ruby ​​eyes and smiled, "Although I'm a little rude, but I'm not someone who has no ability to resist."

Saying so, she clapped her palms together for eleven beats.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely complicated magic circle appeared on the ground. A blond little loli suddenly appeared in the center of the magic circle. She looked at everyone present with a cute expression, and she was holding a strawberry-flavored cone in her small hand.

Obviously, she still hasn't figured out... why she suddenly appeared here.

"Beo... I'll trouble you."

Irisviel hid behind the blond little Lolita, staring at Archer not far away and whispering, and hearing this, Beo blinked and looked at Archer, with a vicious smile of joy:

"It turns out that it is really a rare enemy!"

She naturally saw what kind of existence that white-haired man was. He was an existence called a heroic spirit, possessing a power that was unmatched by humans.

And it is this kind of enemy that can verify his own strength.

She has practiced Bajiquan hard for many years, and her skills are unparalleled. However, she can't find a full-fledged opponent in the world, and now there is finally someone... who dares to "head iron" to provoke them.

To be honest, it's...it's really not easy.

"...Oh, it's just a beast."

Archer shook his head, still walking steadily forward, he already knew Beo's true body... It was a fantasy species only in the age of the gods, an unquestionably powerful life form.

"...Sister Beor, you have to be careful and safe."

Illya leaned over to Beo's side and reminded in a low voice that she has now given up on understanding the composition of her family members in a normal way. After all, her blood-connected sisters are not human beings.

That sister Beo, who I knew since I was a child... is not an accident.

"If you're worried, call the Berserker back to fight."

Beor turned his head to look at Vigilant Illya, and said proudly: "Although Berserker doesn't need to shoot at all, soon... I will end the battle!"

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