The heroine is full of insanity

Endless darkness.

The air was extremely hot, violently churning like molten magma, trying to get in through all the gaps that could be invaded, making it difficult to breathe.

Verlaine stood blankly, his mind in a state of confusion, burning and boiling with the environment.He remained in a sluggish state for a long time before he gradually felt a little pain spreading in his chest, spreading all over his body at a fast speed.

"Uh——" He let out a short groan, knelt down on one knee, and touched the ground with his fingers, which turned out to be heart-warmingly cold.

This is where?what happened?What's wrong with me?

Countless problems and emerge one after another, making the already bad physical condition worse.

【you are dead. 】The strange voice with a smile said cheerfully,【Dead at the hands of your best friend. 】

【best friend? 】Verlaine thought sarcastically,【I don't have that kind of thing—】

【You have. 】The strange voice affirmed, 【The person who rescued you from the hands of the Mu Shen and took you back to train as a weapon. 】

Talking in a bewitching tone that distorts the facts.

[He said that you are human, but you and I know you are not, look at the eyes of the people around you!Full of fear... On the one hand, they are afraid of us, but on the other hand, they covet our power...]

The subject is quietly replaced.

There was a dazzling light in the darkness, and Verlaine subconsciously blocked his face. When his eyes adjusted to the light and opened again, the surrounding scene had become quite routine.

It was a very large office, full of people, gathered in twos and threes, some were holding the table with their hands, some were holding teacups, their expressions were very relaxed and leisurely, it seemed that they were discussing interesting topics during the breaks of work .

Verlaine stood in the middle of the office, but no one noticed him, only whispers kept coming into his ears.

"……monster……"

"The entire building disappeared...horribly..."

"Too dangerous……"

"It has to be regulated..."

"How can you let him move freely outside?"

"Should be locked up..."

"It's just a weapon..."

"..."

"Enough." Verlaine covered his ears and roared angrily, "I don't want to hear it!"

With him as the center, the gravity field reversed, and the crimson storm swept and swallowed everything. The people and offices who were discussing disappeared in an instant, and darkness descended again.

Verlaine felt more comfortable in the dark than in the noisy office.Since a long time ago, he didn't like to be in the crowd. He only felt irritated when he saw other people's bustle. If it wasn't for Rimbaud... Rimbaud...

【Ranbo is lying to you,】 the voice continued, 【He lied to you, look at how he treats Huangba, that is his true view of us...】

【us? ] Verlaine frowned, 【I've never heard your voice... who are you? 】

The voice started to laugh, [I am you, why, can't you hear it? 】

At first, it was obviously not the same, but gradually, Verlaine actually felt that the voice was more and more similar to his own, and when the inquiry came to an end, it had become exactly the same, and there was no difference at all.

[You...it's...me...] Something was taken away from his mind, and Verlaine felt a severe headache. He hugged his head and bent down slowly, 【It's me...I...hate...】

【Are you hating...hating this world?Let's destroy it then. 】

[This is my decision, and it is also your decision. 】

In the dark forest, the terrifying beast breaks free and wakes up slowly.Ice-cold black flames flowed from his pupils, and his breath set off a tornado storm. His figure was as huge as a mountain, and his appearance was so weird and distorted that it was hard to describe with normal words.

But He has a pair of very beautiful eyes, the iris is an ocean-like blue on one side, and a deceptive deep purple on the other.

The monster roared silently towards the sky.

The huge clock hanging in the sky trembled again, irregular cracks appeared on the dial, and the whole clock was about to collapse.

# # #

Xiao Zhong also regained his energy and soon became sleepy again. Yuanchun coaxed him to finish his meal and carried him to bed when he was asleep.

"Did he sleep too often?" Rimbaud frowned slightly, "Is it the effect of Huangba vomiting?"

"Part of it." Yuan Chun tucked in the quilt for Xiaozhong, and explained simply, "I can exist here thanks to his magic power. In order to deal with Bai Lan, the magic workshop I built is a bit big, and the magic power needs a little bit..."

From the perspective of the total amount of magic power alone, there is no problem for Xiaozhong to make offerings to Genjun and [Dazai] at the same time, and two more servants can also bear it.But the channel for demon offerings is unstable, and the source of his magic power is Huangbatu, and he himself can't control Huangshen well, let alone deliver magic power to his servants stably.

The current Xiaozhong is also equivalent to a large unstable|nuclear|reactor, he is better asleep than awake.

Lan Boxin said that this was not "a little bit", but since Yuanchun didn't want to say it, he wouldn't ask.

In the following conversation, they formulated a detailed combat plan based on the characteristics of Verlaine provided by Rimbaud.

But no matter how complete the plan is, there will always be times when it goes wrong. After all, there is a saying that "man is not as good as God."

"The seal has been released." Yuanchun's writing hand stopped, and the tip of the pen drew trembling marks on the white paper.

It was originally pitch black outside the window, but at this moment, the dull and depressing crimson reflected half of the sky.

"It's earlier than I expected..." She showed a dignified look, crumpled the paper into powder, stood up suddenly, and quickly sealed her hands, "It's too late to resume, so be it, I believe everyone Both have experience and we adapt accordingly.”

Before Fei Leishen's technique was activated, Yuanchun paused briefly. She first faced the direction where Xiao Zhongya was, and seemed to take a deep look at him through the blindfolded black cloth, and then looked at 【Dazai】 , asked solemnly: "Take care of him."

"Do you want to wake him up?" [Dazai] asked calmly.

Compared to Yuanchun and Rimbaud who were visibly tense, [Dazai] sat firmly with his arms around his shoulders, as calm as a bystander.

"No, let him sleep," Yuan Chun shook his head, trying to show a relaxed smile, "When he wakes up, all this should be over."

"Okay," [Dazai] put his fingers together and lightly tapped between his eyebrows, he said with a smile, "I wish you success."

# # #

Yuanchun used the Flying Thunder God technique to come directly to Bai Lan.

Perhaps it is inappropriate to simply call him by a certain person's name. It is neither Verlaine nor Bai Lan who broke free from the shackles and reappeared, but the Singularity Warcraft, which is as terrifying as a natural disaster.

He has no fixed form, just like a pool of fiery magma, sometimes tumbling and gathering, sometimes flowing and spreading out. The ruins He passed by ignited a fire that soared into the sky, and the transpiring airflow burned the oxygen rapidly, making it difficult to breathe.

The surrounding gravity has been distorted to a terrifying degree. If there is an ordinary person who unfortunately strays into this place, he will be squeezed into meat paste in just a few breaths.Fortunately, Yuanchun is not an ordinary person. Before she came to adapt to the Caster class, she not only strengthened the magic workshop, but also strengthened herself, and with the help of Rimbaud's long-distance colored painting collection, she was able to handle it with ease.

"You came……"

The Singularity Monster, which was wandering around wantonly and destroying just now, found its target in an instant. It made a gurgling sound, rising into a monster as tall as a hill, and it could barely be seen that it was a huge eye opened on the head. , the pupils of the eyes are made of magma, and the burning fire is constantly flowing like tears.

"Where's Verlaine?" Yuan Chun asked in a deep voice.

"I am...he." When the monster spoke, the whole world seemed to tremble, "Hand over the core..."

"No," Yuan Chun smiled slightly, "If you have the ability to crush me."

Behind the monster raised several tentacles, and drew them towards Yuanchun.

Yuanchun dodged using the instant body technique, and appeared behind the monster, her hands quickly formed seals, "Wood escape——"

The power in Xiao Zhongya's body, the magic power floating in the air, the magic power contained in the soil...all the magic power that can be touched is crazily drawn in an instant.

"—Birthday of the Flower Tree Realm!"

Almost no solution is only "almost". For others, poisoning Verlaine is difficult to succeed, but for Yuanchun, there is still a lot of room for manipulation.

The ground shook violently, and the dilapidated ruins were lifted up again. Clusters of tree vines broke through the ground, waving their branches like a python, and then they were smashed to pieces by the distorted gravity.

Part of the broken powder fell into the soil, and new branches grew, continuously growing.

And the regenerated branches are thicker and stronger every time, and the time of persistence is getting longer and longer.

Finally, a huge red flower bloomed tremblingly from a bunch of branches. Although it only bloomed for a few seconds and was crushed, it still managed to release pollen into the air.

More and more flowers bloomed, and the rich and sweet pollen floated in the air together with another part of the crushed branch powder, drifting with the current and gradually spreading.

"Let's see which one of us can hold on to the end." Yuanchun made two knives out of the wooden escape, and attached the water escape to the knives. She took a deep breath, and rushed towards the monster with the knife in hand without hesitation.

The monster roared loudly towards the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky quickly gathered and twisted into a vortex, and the flowing clouds fell from the edge of the vortex, covering the entire ruins.The violent lightning swam down along the cloud waterfall, one after another, faster and faster, more and more in number, dazzlingly dense, like a forest growing wantonly from the sky to the ground.

Yuanchun ran around the monster, jumped in the lightning forest, the water escape knife attracted the lightning, and then slashed and slashed on the monster, the water splashed, the current surged, and the hot magma was extinguished piece by piece in the steaming white air. And gradually revived.

The attacked monster let out an angry roar, and the gravity became more distorted, finally slowing down Yuanchun's speed a little bit.

"That's it...that's it..." The monster said rumblingly, "You can..."

"It's almost there." Yuan Chun stopped on a lush branch, and a huge red flower bloomed on the top of the branch. The red flower swayed from side to side, the petals trembled slightly, and clusters of pollen floated out.

A network of tree trunks and vines spread out underground, and some thick branches emerged from the ground, tightly entangled the part of the monster that was in contact with the ground, and even tended to spread upwards and become more tightly entwined.

"How come..." Warcraft made a confused voice.

"Thank you." Yuanchun put his hand on a vine man that came around, absorbing the magic power passed by the vine man.

The Birth of the Flower Tree Realm blooms and releases poison|powder at the same time, the vines and branches can also absorb the power of the entangled person for their own use.Genchun just started to release ninjutsu, and the trees and vines were blown to pieces. On the one hand, it was crushed by gravity, and on the other hand, the power possessed by the monster was too huge, and the trees and vines could not bear it, so they exploded.

But with the destruction and rebirth again and again, the tree vine gradually adapted to the power of the monster, mastered the rhythm of absorption, and finally mutated into a strength that can control the monster.

"You..." The monster struggled hard, some roots were pulled out, and other branches were quickly patched up.

"Go!" Yuan Chun yelled into the communicator, "I can't last long!"

A crimson cube suddenly appeared in front of the monster, expanding in the blink of an eye. Rimbaud walked out of the opened cube, looked up at Verlaine with sad eyes.

"Paul," he stretched out his hand to Verlaine, "wake up, don't be—"

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, the falling lightning, the flowing magma, the heavy breathing of monsters... everything was still for a short second.

Immediately after the monster broke out, a violent tornado wrapped in burning flames was blown out with the breath of the monster, raging everywhere, one of them came head-on, and Yuanchun was blown away directly. Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and quick hands to hook the vine, so she didn't fall off .

A thunderous voice echoed in everyone's mind. It was a distorted language that was difficult for humans to understand, but they could feel the mixed resentment and sadness in it.

The monster roared continuously, and finally the voices in his head merged with the voices he could hear in reality, and merged into a name that is unforgettable to Verlaine——

"Artier Rimbaud!"

Rimbaud, who was closest to the monster, was still alive, and the coloring book was activated in time, wrapping him into the subspace.

But under the strong gravity, the subspace barrier was distorted, and a hot lava tentacle passed through the barrier and penetrated Rimbaud's shoulder.

During this period, Rimbaud kept watching Verlaine, and something in his eyes gradually went out, and what remained was even more desolate than this ruin.

Is this counterproductive?Yuanchun wiped the sweat from his forehead with a dignified expression.

The original plan was that Yuanchun trapped Verlaine, and Rimbaud went to have a good talk with him—this was strongly requested by Rimbaud. He always believed that there was some misunderstanding in Verlaine's betrayal, and he must hear the problem from his friends Answer.

But Yuanchun felt that Rimbaud actually knew why, he just didn't want to accept the fact.

Now he had to accept it.

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