The power comes from Chaldea

"Formation?"

Yato tilted his head, looking as if he had never heard of it before, he turned his head slowly and nodded as if suddenly realized.

"Ah, Mochizuki-chan is talking about this!"

Yato raised a finger with a smile and shook it, seeming to be happy for earning extra money: "This is also a big task worth five yen, but it really made me useless for a while, Yato-sama. Well. However, this is also the client's privacy."

Yato shook his arm like a social animal, and complained like a mutter: "Hey, I don't know why everyone is so interested in Yokohama. Yato-san is so busy that I am too busy .”

While speaking, her small eyes couldn't stop glancing towards Mochizuki Chiyo, it seemed that her eyes were not on the coins in her hand, but were confirming her reaction after hearing these words.

"Oh, is Yato-san too busy?"

Yato nodded: "Yes, yes, there is no time to rest."

Where did the gods have time to rest!

... This looks like a very tricky look, doesn't it?

Mochizuki Chiyo raised her eyebrows, and tossed the coin to him neatly: "Oh? So, you are stepping on two boats. During my employment period, you are also working for others?"

Yato put his palms together to catch the coin, and then took a half step back vigilantly, as if he sensed something wrong with the atmosphere.

The black-haired girl also smiled, exuding a friendly feeling like a little devil: "According to the labor law, I can sue you, right? Even if you are a god, you must abide by the Basic Law."

Yato: ...

Saying this seems to be... still a bit outrageous, hey! ! !

How can gods have a basic law!

"Wait, Mochizuki, Gao Tianyuan..."

"Hey, wait a minute, I haven't finished yet, Yato-san." The girl's neat Jifa bangs swayed slightly as she turned her head sideways, and her golden eyes seemed to have gold-like pure eyes. Sincere emotions make the existence that looks at him unconsciously feel guilty.

She raised her fingers one by one: "First, it's because you didn't fulfill your job responsibilities properly during your contract with me; second, it's because you served two employers, Yato. Then... ·Ye·Dou·Sang~…”

"Are you ready for my compensation?"

Yato: ...

He couldn't help but slander, is this human?This is even more ghostly than ghosts! ?

I haven't earned much money yet, and I'm afraid that more than half of it will be spent on compensation.

"Mochizuki! I... have lost my way." Thinking about it, Yato quietly changed the self-proclaimed words in his words, trying to make himself appear weaker.

"Lost? Ye Dou, you are a god..."

Mochizuki Chiyo folded her hands, her golden eyes turned thoughtfully, and was soon attracted by the movement on the side.

After a loud bang, Giorno Giobana slammed heavily on the ground, and the ground was sunken into a human-shaped pothole, and gray mist spread over the surface to occupy the field of vision, like a thick fog.

When the two of them had a brief conversation just now, the sound of such collisions sounded alternately like background music, making it hard to ignore.

Yato still did not give up the opportunity to fight for reason, but the fight between Chuya Nakahara and Giorno Giobana over there temporarily came to an end, and Chiyo Mochizuki's attention was naturally diverted there.

"full moon……"

Mochizuki Chiyo lightly raised her finger: "Shhh—wait a moment, Yato-san, your stories are just business transactions about unfair competition. Now it's time for another story."

Mochizuki Chiyo's attention has been completely attracted by the two people she ignored just now.

Speaking of it, she and Zhong Yuanzhong were also attracted into such a strange space by her own energy, which is really ridiculous.After all, the ability to kill the master is really unheard of.

——In the understanding of people with supernatural abilities, supernatural abilities are all unconscious energy bodies.

In fact, that out-of-control ability may not be called killing the master.The supernatural ability that exceeds the capacity of the master's body may not belong to this person in the first place.

The bright golden eyes flickered, Mochizuki Chiyo blinked, and pulled back her messy thoughts.

It was like being pulled into a strange spiritual space like this, a scene that was too familiar to her.

One of the bad habits of human beings is that when there is no way out of the problem, they always like to look for the problem from themselves like self-pity.

Mochizuki Chiyo could vaguely feel that the distance between herself and the bottom of the puzzle... seemed to be getting closer.

Although it is said that the supernatural ability was born and reborn from the subconscious, but her supernatural ability is like another person...

As if being targeted by a cold snake, the black-haired girl couldn't help but sweat coldly just thinking about it.Sweat drenched the hair on her forehead, Mochizuki Chiyo raised her hand, and smoothed her hair gently, a dark red light could be seen faintly flashing in her bright golden eyes.

Yato found this obvious change, and swaggered directly in front of Mochizuki Chiyo, staring straight into her pupils.

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

This kind of sight is really offensive: "Yato, what are you looking at?"

When Mochizuki Chiyo was speaking, the faint redness in her eyes quickly faded away, like the reflection of the red sun at noon for a short time, but in such a strange space, even the light source is not enough. Clearly, there is no such thing as the sun.

Yato snorted softly, stood up and took half a step back very naturally, and shook his head obediently: "There's nothing~ It's just that Mochizuki is so beautiful. You are so beautiful..."

"Stop, stop, don't talk about spending money on treats." Mochizuki Chiyo is absolutely impossible to be eroded by this kind of sugar-coated cannonball. Before Yato finished speaking, this obvious desire is about to overwhelm her .

Mochizuki Chiyo knocked Yato's head with his backhand: "At this time, stop joking. Yato, you really have the specialty of making the atmosphere different."

Yato thought about it, but he refused: "Although I really want to accept this compliment, Mochizuki will do your part."

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

"I'm not a joker!"

Yato raised his knuckle-boned fingers and pointed at Mochizuki Chiyo, and took her gaze sideways to Chuya Nakahara and Giorno, who seemed to be in a unilateral beating scene.

"Sa, the space full of puzzles and the three people trapped in the Shura field, where should the story go next?"

"Shut up, this is not the Shura field!"

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Why can this person take over such a position so logically?

So the topic has completely deviated from the formation at the beginning! ?

not right...

But even knowing that there was a lot of trouble in Yato, and it was obvious that something was wrong everywhere, Mochizuki Chiyo still had to follow his words and change the topic in front of him.

After all, in terms of urgency, the formation matter cannot be regarded as a threat.

The black-haired girl slightly lowered her eyelids, and her slender eyelashes completely covered her eyes, making it difficult to distinguish her thoughts and attitudes at this moment.The only thing Yato can be sure of is that he really diverted Mochizuki Chiyo's thoughts from the formation, even if it was an immature method.

Giorno Giobana took a few steps back and distanced himself from Zhongya Zhongya. Although the two had temporarily ceased fighting, he still looked at the red-haired young man who seemed to have lost his mind with fear.

The blond young leader spread out his palms, and the feeling of being hit by a force of gravity and being unable to move is still vivid in his memory. This feeling is obviously something that his [Golden Experience] cannot easily handle.

His [golden experience] is to give life to tangible but inanimate objects, so that they can become various life forms.

But in this space where he followed Mochizuki Chiyo, except for the clothes on his body, he was still an inanimate body, and the surrounding space was so empty that it could bring white panic to people.

"...It's like the white hut in an online game." The blond hair that was as neat as a donut on his forehead fell down at this moment, making him look haggard.

Giorno Giobana flicked his badly bumped wrist, and quickly put the dislocated arm back together.

Although his ability can heal others, he cannot heal his own body.It's just that when he was in Italy, he suffered much more serious injuries than this.

After all, this place is like a different space that has been cut open, and there are no inanimate individuals around that he can use, just like an abandoned deserted island.

The only items that can be used are the clothes on the body, and such a battle is really limited everywhere.And Giorno's goal is not to win such a battle, so after weighing it, he looks even weaker.

——If it is not necessary, he does not want to use the ability of [Golden Experience Requiem].

The ability involving time and space seems to be able to easily make a small incident a big one.

But at first, he only came to seek cooperation from Mochizuki Chiyo to solve a problem.

Giorno turned his wrist, and after making sure his wrist was comfortable, he raised his eyes slightly, looked straight at Chiyo Mochizuki, and said softly, "... Mochizuki-san, can you listen to me?"

During the fight with Zhongye in the Central Plains just now, Giorno used a lot of accessories and accessories on his clothes on the spot, and he looked quite embarrassed at this moment.It's just because of the addition of his appearance that he added a touch of flair for no reason.

Giorno Giobana took back the ability of [Golden Experience], those clothing accessories used by him, after he himself lost the will to fight, his ability was quickly removed and returned to his clothes.

The plants and small animals that were only restraining Zhongye in the Central Plains had now returned to their original appearance like smoke and dust.

In terms of visual effects, this is really an unusual feeling.

Mochizuki Chiyo looked at Giorno, his green eyes seemed to have a burning emotion, as if he wanted to grab her soul through her body.

But Mochizuki Chiyo's eyes still unconsciously fell on Nakahara Chuya.

...Although he was clearly the dominant side in the fight, Chuya Nakahara seemed to have lost all sanity at this moment.

His eyes were as pale as pearls, and a vine-like black mist clinged to his body, constantly eroding his body and spirit like an outsider.

"...It looks like a different kind."

Giorno looked at Mochizuki Chiyo, staring straight at her with green eyes, as if he was talking about Chuya Nakahara, but it seemed that there was something in his words.

"... of a different kind."

Mochizuki Chiyo repeated Giorno Giobana's words in a low voice, and a icy, mechanically cold light flashed in her bright golden eyes.

The girl knew very well in her heart that what Giorno was talking about was Chuya Chuya in front of her eyes, and countless people with different abilities living in the world.

Possessing outstanding strength that is not in the world, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a different kind.

It's just that in a world dominated by power, such an alien has instead become the leader of the world.

"... Giorno, this is your name."

Carrying such power, as a person with supernatural powers who is loved by nature, he shouldn't have such a distressed appearance.

Mochizuki Chiyo paused: "Mr. Giorno, although I really want to continue communicating with you on this issue..."

Mochizuki Chiyo pulled Yato, who was obviously watching a play, and fell to the side sensitively, just avoiding the knife thrown by Nakahara Nakaya.

This small knife obviously has the addition of gravity, the effect of falling down is like a landslide and ground crack, with an earthquake-like effect of shaking the mountain and the ground, it seems that even the bones are going to be shattered by the earthquake .

It's just that what is the composition of this space, it was smashed down by the strange force of Zhongye in the Central Plains, and it didn't collapse in the slightest.

Mochizuki Chiyo fell to the ground, and the vibration was transmitted from the ground and extended into her bone marrow, like an ant biting her heart, numb and painful, and it was difficult to get up from the ground for a while.

As Zhongya Nakahara said, with this appearance, he really needs to leave far away.

"...Yato, can you still move?"

The words were almost squeezed out between the teeth, and Mochizuki Chiyo even felt in a trance that her gums seemed to vibrate together, making her even speak as if she was about to bite the root of her tongue in the next second.

ya ya ya...

The black-haired girl fell to the ground, thinking helplessly.

It stands to reason that at this time, it seems that regret should be felt. The next development will obviously usher in the overwhelming victory of the Central Plains, and she and Giorno seem to be the victims of this victory.

But Senior Lixiang told her... Companions cannot be given up.

So regretting...it's impossible to regret...

—never.

"Mochizuki, is your leg still feeling?"

It was Yato's voice.

...Gods, indeed, there are differences between gods.

Mochizuki Chiyo could feel Yato's fingers touching her knuckles, probably trying to use force to make her stand up, but found that she didn't seem to feel any force.

It seems that the touch of the skin only stops at the touch.

Mochizuki Chiyo stretched out her fingers, and when her whole body was numb, it became much more difficult to hold Yato's hand back.

...Going to Chaldea and staying with the saviors for a long time, I almost forgot that she was just an ordinary person with supernatural powers.

In the magic circuit, the voices of Emperor Shihuang, Ishtar and others calling her could still be vaguely felt, but it was like the inside and outside of a glass cover. Even though Chiyo Mochizuki wanted to pull them in together, there was nothing he could do.

Mochizuki Chiyo gritted her teeth: "...I can stand up."

Yato was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Mochizuki Chiyo suddenly ignited an inexplicable desire.

This strong desire supported her to firmly hold Yato's hand with her backhand.

"Okay, then it's time for Kazuya to face each other." Mochizuki Chiyohan leaned on Yato's arm, her legs were still trembling and unable to support herself, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up: "Ah, ah, what is this?" It’s really a level of hell.”

Yato smiled: "Yeah, it's time for the fight that Yato-sama hates the most. But if the troubles in front of me are not resolved, the next step will not be able to proceed properly."

"Next step?" Mochizuki Chiyo raised her eyebrows, but now she really didn't have much spare energy to pay attention to the information revealed by Yato's few words, so she naturally ignored the past.

"Okay, that's all for being cool."

Yato asked her: "Mochizuki, have you thought of any way?"

Mochizuki Chiyo shook her head: "I didn't think of that."

Yato was a little surprised: "Huh?!"

Mochizuki Chiyo seemed to be full of confidence, and even his eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance.

Already feeling overflowing, don't you know what to do next? !

"I don't know, but Mr. Giorno already knows what to do. Am I right, Mr. Giorno?"

Giorno Giobana coughed and got up from the ground.In a place that lacks props and space, it is really not an easy task to deal with a brute force opponent like Zhongya Zhongya.

"Cough... I did think of a way, but it might offend Ms. Mochizuki."

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

"If you need my help, just say it, Mr. Giorno."

Although they were still facing each other a second ago, they obviously had to stand on the same front now.

Giorno said solemnly: "I need your hair."

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

Yato held down Mochizuki Chiyo who seemed about to explode, and winked at Giorno Giobana.

Mochizuki Chiyo felt that she couldn't feel any pain at this moment, she raised her hand and knocked a violent shudder on Yato's head.

Yato let out a pain, and quickly softened and let go of Mochizuki Chiyo's hand.

Mochizuki Chiyo straightened her hair, but her hands froze when she was halfway through.

She couldn't help slandering: ... Is my black long straight just for now! ?

The black-haired girl managed to tidy up her image, clenched her fist and raised her hand and coughed lightly: "Cough...Although hair is a very important partner for women, since you need it, then cut off the end of my hair."

Giorno Giobana nodded: "Not only that, is this Mr. Yato next to you? Your hair is also what I need."

Still watching the lively Yetou:?

Giorno Chobana added: "But Yatoto's natural hair is relatively short, maybe it needs to be shaved down to the root."

Yato:! ?

Omnipotent Yato-sama, split open!

He was about to retort weakly, when Nakahara Nakaya aimed at him again and threw it at him.

Yato dodged with the power of his god, panting slightly, and asked Giorno who was beside him: "Then... what about you, Giorno?"

Giorno held up his long hair tail, looking serious but cute: "Me? Just like Mochizuki, just use the tail of your hair."

Yato: ...

I made a mistake, I didn't expect it to be a failure for short hair!

hateful--

It's just that Yato's struggle was futile after all. After gradually getting used to the chaotic bombing of Chuya, the three of them, with the help of Yato, narrowly missed Chuya who was following him every time.

After passing by several times, Giorno Giobana finally managed to collect Yato's hair and planted the seeds he needed.

"Okay, the seeds are planted."

Mochizuki Chiyo patted Yato, signaling him to put himself and Giorno Giobana down.

Although they don't know Giorno Giobana's ability, their cooperation smoothly surprised Mochizuki Chiyo.

"Then, Mr. Giorno..."

Giorno nodded, and said softly: "Go, [Golden Experience]"

[Gold Experience]

Countless vine pythons gushed out from the ground, and it was not surprising to use the word gushing, because what was unfolding in front of Mochizuki Chiyo was exactly the scene of a gushing like a waterfall fountain.

Giorno turned around, pushed Mochizuki Chiyo and Yato away from his ability, and said at the same time: "Then, my ability can only hold that Mr. Chuya for a short time. If possible, compared to telling about my It’s not a secret, why don’t we see how to get out of this place first.”

Mochizuki Chiyo: "...This place, logically speaking, should be an independent space created by my ability. But Mr. Giorno, it may be ridiculous to say that I don't have any control over it."

Giorno nodded, looking as expected: "I feel the same way. The power of this space seems to have a steady stream of functions. Such power cannot be easily provided by human beings."

"It's just weird... In this space, although I can summon [Golden Experience Requiem], I can't perceive any existence through [Golden Experience Requiem]."

"This feeling... Just like the thing I wanted to show you before, it does not belong to the definition of 'human being'."

Mochizuki Chiyo blinked.

When it comes to this, things seem to have come back to the beginning.

However, there is actually no way to verify what Giorno proposed, and all she can do is to maintain a skeptical attitude towards what he said.

"As you said, the problem now becomes—how should human beings resist those... unknown forces."

Chiyo Mochizuki lowered her eyelids thoughtfully. Of her few encounters with these unspeakable mysteries, only one had a particularly distinct image.

— Alien God.

Almost instantly, this familiar word was uploaded to her mind.

Mochizuki Chiyo almost subconsciously wanted to seek help from Dr. Roman, but when her hand was about to touch her pocket, she suddenly realized that her backpack had already been involved in this strange space with Zhongya Nakahara. Shattered by strange abilities.

The ones that were shattered together... Naturally, there was also the contact phone she got from the men's restroom after all the hard work.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

This is really... Misfortunes never come singly.

"I'm in trouble...well, then—the time is up."

Like a professional announcer, Yato quietly watched the conversation between the two, and after watching the performance in front of him, he announced the end of the matter almost ruthlessly.

On the other side, the green chains derived from the ground tightly bound Zhongyuan Zhongye's limbs one after another.

Even if it can be shattered briefly, it will soon regenerate and be firmly trapped under Giorno's ability.

In a short period of time, Zhongyuanzhong cannot break free.

"What are you talking about?" Mochizuki Chiyo was taken aback for a moment, and soon had an epiphany with a quick reaction.

She turned her head, and her waist-length hair only touched her shoulders, and quickly hit the side of her face as she moved.

The direction Mochizuki Chiyo looked at was the formation that had never disappeared from the beginning.

Mochizuki Chiyo's tone was affirmative: "That formation! You really are going to do something!"

Yato smiled: "As expected of Mochizuki.

He turned around, and his movements could still see the escape from the past, and he didn't look like he was going to be an enemy of Mochizuki Chiyo.

Yato smiled and said relaxedly: "Don't worry, Mochizuki, I am not your enemy. Although there are many unknowns between us, and my employer this time is not you, but you only need to know that the consignee is still It's you."

"You will only be the beneficiary."

"Please sign for it—this goods from another world."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...?

It was so flashy that it almost got her in!

So how wide is your business scope?It's okay to come from another world!

"Huh? Stop joking at this time, shall we?"

"It's not a joke. If I have to say it, she is also an acquaintance of Mochizuki. Yay, Yato-san, I only charge five yen to build such a formation in this kind of place. It's really a big loss."

Yato raised his hand, pretended to be weak, and vainly supported his forehead, shook his head and said some witty words.

Mochizuki Chiyo was confused.It felt like Yato was playing a complicated guessing game with himself.

But she's never been good at winning guessing games.

The six-pointed star formation burst out with a huge light, and Yato seemed to inject some power into it, making the formation emit a brilliance that was hard to ignore in an instant, attracting everyone's attention in an instant.

Giorno narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand to block the dazzling light.

Mochizuki Chiyo was no exception, and even soon discovered that the figure that appeared from the formation was exactly as Yato said——

——It was the one she was familiar with.

The orange hair is embellished with bright colors, and the eyes are as pure and steady as a lake, as if they can contain everything.

Mochizuki Chiyo had only seen such a familiar and comfortable feeling on one person.

That is her senior, Fujimaru Tachika.

"Senior Lixiang!?"