The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

"Da what... Kerry what... the sword——"

Onboard the Kingdom of Heaven.

Ling Yao looked at the noun written by Weitzman on the paper, and pronounced it with great difficulty, "This name is so confusing, and I don't know those two words..."

Weizman smiled and read out, "It's the sword of Damocles."

"The person chosen by the slate to become the king, when he activates his ability, the sword of Damocles will appear in the sky. It is a symbol of ability and a manifestation. The stronger the power displayed by the king, the sword will become The more broken it is, the sword will fall when the force exceeds what the sword can withstand."

Weitzman took the pen and circled a place again on the paper, "This is the position of the Kagutsu crater. Weitzman's deviation exceeded the limit. The disaster caused by the falling sword, and the king who fell the sword will also die."

Ling Yao blinked, looked at the location of the Kagutsu crater on the map, and then at Weitzman.

After a while, he shook his head, "I don't understand."

"To put it simply, the consequences of falling the sword are very serious."

Weitzman turned on the projection screen, on which a picture of the Kagutsu crater was projected. The bustling city became a barren ruin, without a breath of life, and the dead air rushed towards the face, like the surface of an abandoned planet.

"The third king of the previous generation died because of Weitzman's deviation exceeding the limit, and the sword of Damocles fell, causing 70 casualties. Therefore, there are two consequences of the sword falling. First, the king will die. Second, a sword falling would cause massive casualties."

Looking at Weitzman's smiling eyes, she reacted belatedly after the bell rang, and she took a step back, "So, so what Weitzman told me in the morning, I want me to learn to control the Weitzman deviation value, What, my own thoughts to control the fall of the sword—"

Weitzman smiled gently, "Very smart."

Ling Yao continued to shrink back, shaking her head again and again, "Can I not learn?...I don't really want to see that sword."

Not to mention that it will fall due to excessive Weizmann deviation, which feels very scary.

"Do you really not want to learn?"

"Do not want to."

"OK then."

"?"

Ling Yao didn't expect Weitzman to be so talkative, so he readily agreed.

He put down the calculation paper and pen, got up and entered the laboratory.

Ling Yao sat by herself for a while, seeing that Weitzman did not intend to mention this matter again, she turned on the TV with peace of mind, and wanted to continue watching the cartoons that she had not finished yesterday.

As soon as the screen lit up, the screen was the Kagutsu Meteor Crater that Weitzman had opened just now, and the breath of charred life rushed over.

The bird's-eye view of the entire Kagutsu crater, compared with the bustling city on the outer edge, looks like the surface of an abandoned planet, with no vitality and no hope.

Wind and sand covered the surface. In contrast, this city was once a city full of traffic. At the moment the sword fell, perhaps countless people struggled desperately, but none survived.

Ling Yao's hand holding the remote control did not press to change channels for a while.

A few minutes later, Ling Yao put down the remote control and ran to the door of Weitzman's laboratory.

She poked out half of her head and said to Weitzman in the laboratory: "If I learn to control Weitzman's deviation by myself, won't my sword fall and cause so many casualties?"

Weizman turned his head back, not surprised why she suddenly came to ask, as if he had expected it.

He smiled, "Yes, and, because the power didn't go berserk, the king won't die either."

"...But, why should I learn this? As long as I don't use my sword, there is no danger of falling, right?" Ling Yao was still a little evasive, and also a little puzzled, lying at the door, and asked tentatively.

"Because the ability to shake the bell is different from ours, countless people in this world are suffering, and they need redemption."

Weitzman smiled, holding a pen in his hand, and seemed to be calculating something after he entered the laboratory. At this time, he smiled and said: "If that day really comes, you want to use your strength to save many people. People, but your sword of Damocles falls due to excessive use of power, which will cause even greater disasters. Will you feel sad when you stand in a dilemma and feel powerless when you want to save but can't? "

"Everyone has something they want to protect, and the bell is no exception."

Ling Yao was still hesitating, she sometimes looked back at the crater on the projection screen, and sometimes looked at Weitzman.

I haven't made a decision for a long time.

At that time, she didn't know the concept of saving many people, and she didn't have the belief of becoming a king. She only had delicious cakes and Weitzman's soft and playful long hair in her eyes.

A few minutes later, she asked a very distressed question, "Why do everyone have the ambition to become a king, but I don't have it at all. Is it because Shi Ban chose the wrong person?"

Weitzman came over, rubbed her head, and said gently: "That's not the case, the prophecy of the previous seventh king also pointed to you, you are a veritable king."

"But I... don't know anything about my abilities, I don't want to be a king, and I don't even have any belief in being a king. I don't even want to see my sword of Damocles." Ling Yao was very distressed, "I really Do you think Slate chose the wrong person?"

Weitzman, who always answers questions, did not answer at this time.

At that moment, Ling Yao felt that he might know why, but he just couldn't tell her.

After a while, he just encouraged her again softly: "Ling Yao, you have to believe in yourself, you will be an excellent king, and you will save many people. So, let's learn some useful things first?"

"...Okay then, but how do you learn to control the Weizmann bias?"

Weitzman smiled, and turned the pen in his hand, "Actually, I'm still doing calculations now."

Ling Yao's eyes widened, "So Weitzman doesn't know what to do yet!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's almost time to figure it out."

"So I'm actually Weitzman's guinea pig?"

"Hey, even though I said that, my experiments rarely fail, and the success rate is as high as 90.00% nine."

"...then there is still a one percent chance of failure."

"That one percent is not a failure, but an accident."

"The bell rings—"

"Wake up."

Someone patted her on the face, not harshly, but because of the unique breath, Ling Yao opened her eyes.

What came into view was a pair of eyes as blue as the sea of ​​stars, but because of the frowning, they turned into a glacier.

Seeing that the bell woke up, he seemed to be relieved, but his brows and eyes still showed anxiety, "Why do you have so much curse power on your body, which curse master attacked you? Do you still remember what it looks like—"

"No one is attacking me." After finishing speaking, Ling Yao was taken aback, she stretched out her hand after realizing it, and handed it to Gojo Wu: "Is the curse power in this hand?"

"Yes, the spell in this hand is very powerful, and the opponent is at least a super class." Gojo Satoru glanced at her, checking if she was injured anywhere, his brows were still furrowed, "What happened?"

"Then it's not that the curse master attacked me... that kind of thing should be called a curse tool?" Ling shook her head, she didn't know how to divide those things in the magic world, she tried to describe: "It's a bead, It’s black, I don’t wear the special glasses, and I can only see a dark mass around it, called Wuguizhu.”

As soon as Wuhuizhu's name was uttered, Ling Yao noticed that Wujo Wu's face became ugly, gloomy, and almost gritted his teeth and said, "Where is that guy! Where is the guy who took out this thing!"

Ling Yao rolled her eyeballs slowly, what happened before seemed like a lifetime ago, she slowly remembered everything that happened in the room.

The person who already occupied the real Suzu Shinichi's body twisted his head, and said with a smile that she should hurry up to save people.

At the same time, the sound of human beings killing each other came from the streets. They were brutal and cruel. They had completely lost their humanity. Even their parents and brothers could not recognize them at all. They could only kill by instinct.

Then, under the gaze of Shinichi Misuzu's smile, she lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Gojo Satoru.

She told Gojo Satoru everything she encountered, tried to sit up, and asked, "What about you, why are you here?"

Gojo Satoru gestured for her to look up.

It was only then that Ling Yao saw that there were fireflies all around her, shining brightly in the evening when the night was about to fall.

"I was doing a mission, but the people around me suddenly became very strange. All the non-magicians I met along the way became like this, so I hurried over to see how you are doing."

He still frowned, and his tone revealed a hint of rejoicing, "Fortunately, the direction indicated by the firefly is your original home. I am familiar with this road, and I can teleport here directly from a long distance with a spell."

He rubbed Ling Yao's head fiercely, "You really...how did you come here."

Ling Yao smiled at him, "You don't have to worry about me, nothing can hurt me, even if you die, you will be saved by your own ability, except for ordinary birth, old age, sickness and death, you will only die when your strength goes berserk and you fall to your sword."

Gojo Satoru still pursed his lips and did not speak, his gaze was fixed on her palm, she couldn't see what he was thinking for a while.

So she gently tugged Wujo Wu's arm, "Wu?"

Gojo Satoru withdrew his gaze, and only looked up at her.

His eyelashes were thick and drooping, and he could only see the ripples and undercurrents under those thin eyelashes.

Then he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, as if guarding and worrying.

His cheek was pressed against the top of her hair, and he said in a tense voice, "Did you have any nightmares after you fainted?"

Ling Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "What are you thinking? It's not like you fell asleep, how could you have a nightmare, you just passed out for a while."

Her head was nestled in Gojo Satoru's arms, and when she looked up, she realized that the street lights had been turned on, dyeing the city with a layer of light.

And the time she talked with Suzu Shinichi was in the evening before dinner time.

She suddenly remembered what Ling Shenyi said while holding the pearl of no regrets, if it was later, more people would spread, and even the whole of Tokyo, the whole of Japan, and the whole world, all human beings would fall into a state of madness that lost their humanity.

After the bell rang, she realized why she fainted...it must be the fault of Ling Shenyi. He delayed her time to save people and spread the area.

She quickly struggled out of Gojo Satoru's arms, tried to stand up, and said anxiously: "I'm going to rescue people on the Tokyo Tower now, it's higher there, and I'll try to cover as much area as possible."

"I'll take you there." Gojo Satoru also stood up.

However, Ling Yao took his hand and placed a small firefly in his palm.

"..."

Her palm is cold, like the night that fell into hell at this time.

She said calmly: "It's okay, I can go up with Liuying. Besides, you don't have to worry about me. As I said, apart from birth, old age, sickness and death, only the power to run away and fall to the sword will kill me, so you don't have to worry about me getting hurt. But Something that only you can do."

The Liuying firefly danced in Gojo Satoru's palm.

Ling Yao said: "I secretly collected the breath of Ling Shenyi with fireflies, you go find him, I don't know how to deal with him, but you can definitely."

She said a lot in one breath.

Then, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his chin.

Gojo Satoru's eyes flashed with astonishment, her kiss was hastily and nervously touched, and she quickly let go, took a step back, and continued running towards the TV tower.

In the dark night, the lights are like daylight.

She smiled and waved at Gojo Satoru, "I'm going to save people first, let's separate here,..., goodbye."