The copy boss is FIVE

"call……"

The girl's chest heaved violently due to her deep breathing, her long silver hair was messily scattered on the blood-stained torn cloth, and was also stained a little dirty crimson.

This is a dimly lit corridor. She was leaning against the wall at the edge of the window lattice, clutching the broken curtain and slid on the ground, shaking all over her body.

The mottled lacquered wallpaper in sight is peeling off irregularly, and the brilliant sunset that comes in through the window unscrupulously reflects on the golden wall, adding a bit of grotesque light pollution that damages the eyes and spirit in this narrow corridor.

The corridor was empty, only on the wall opposite the girl was a strange-shaped monster pierced by a black-handled knife, howling in the dissipating black air:

"Gold... our... damn..."

finally disappeared.

[Congratulations to the host for reaching level 9! 】

[The novice dungeon 'Twilight Villa' is currently at 90% progress, and the biggest boss is coming soon. Please take a rest and deal with the enemy carefully. 】

The mechanical sound of the gentle big brother in her head made her heave a sigh of relief.

The girl raised her hand, opened the dirty coat sleeves, and wiped the uncontrollable physiological tears from the corners of her eyes with the lace sleeves of the white shirt that was clean inside.

Damn...whose novice task will let the player chop monsters until they reach level 9 and still not block the pain!

Gojo Ayako wiped away the tears that would block her vision, her ice-blue apricot eyes with red tails were full of painful grievances and stubbornness of not admitting defeat.

She lifted the hem of the skirt that was scratched by the curse spirit.

Sure enough, although the skin of the thigh that was supposed to be bruised and bruised was still stained with blood, it was actually completely healed.

The system panel with 85% transparency slightly blocks some harsh light pollution.

After confirming that her level had changed from 8 to 9 and that her blood bar, blue bar, and physical strength bar were all back to full, Gojo Ayako overcame her psychological discomfort, stood up quickly, and took two steps forward to pull out the magic weapon she had just attached to the magic spirit. Piercing the knife nailed into the wall.

Black handle, black round hollow knife, about two feet three inches long——

【Knife Fighting・Yambaba Kiri Kunihiro】

After lying in bed on the night of his 13th birthday, the dungeon system that suddenly appeared in his mind told him that as long as he could reach level 50 judged by the system, he would be able to unravel the innate special curse.

Born in the Wutiao family of the Yusan family in the magic world, the twin brothers have changed the pattern of the magic world since they were born and are destined to become the strongest, and not only their magic power is low, but also physical skills, without the control of the six eyes, even if there is no lower limit in the body She can't use her ancestral spells, so she can be called a useless sister who is completely opposite to her brother.

She had already accepted that life.

However, if there is an opportunity to become stronger in front of me...

[It can't be worse than being a waste and waiting for others to protect you. ]

Gojo Ayako clenched her sword and walked towards the end of the golden corridor.

As long as she triggers keywords or items, she will unlock the [Memory Box]. Although she hasn't had time to review the works she has seen in her previous life, the dungeon task prompt has already stated that this golden house dungeon belongs to "Detective 〇 South". "The big boss Karasuma Renye of the black organization in ".

People died here decades ago, curse spirits, monsters, and monsters in the surrounding forests are all wandering around here.Not long ago, Conan and other detectives unraveled the secrets of this twilight building. If the owner of the property died or was imprisoned for homicide, this gold-cast high-priced villa naturally belonged to the official.

A veritable house of gold.

Human beings will be tempted, and the curse spirits formed by human grievances will also instinctively yearn for it-especially the social animal workers who are trapped by money. In the contemporary society where people can't afford a car or even dare to get married, it was born because of money problems. There are more and more curse spirits.

Gojo Ayako didn't even have the strength to break into the Golden House at the beginning, and after finding low-level wild monsters in the nearby forest and slowly growing to level 5, she dared to start from the weakest area of ​​the Golden House under the prompt of the system. Go inside to clear the monsters and upgrade.

Now it's time to fight the big boss... Thinking of the embarrassing upgrade process that relied on upgrading to save her life, Gojo Ayako felt that she might be on the verge of death again.

It's too miserable, I hope the bottom boss will look better, and stop being a visual and spiritual double pollution thing!

Gojo Ayako pushed open the door at the end of the corridor, then froze.

A white-haired young man with a black eyepatch was sitting on the only sofa in the empty hall full of fighting remnants, with two straight, beautiful, sexy and slender thighs wrapped in black trousers and slender legs crossed. Quite relaxed and leisurely, from the perspective of the 1.6-meter Gojo Ayako, the arrogance and contempt of looking at people with their nostrils hits the face.

"Welcome, the low-level spell spirits around have been cleaned up by you, it's really Xin..."

The sarcasm of yin and yang stopped short.

According to the perception of his six eyes, the one who arrived here should be a lump of mud-shaped curse spirit, but he didn't expect it to be a cute girl the size of a junior high school student.

With silver hair and blue eyes, his appearance also has a sense of déjà vu that he doesn't want to delve into... However, the judgment of perception can't be wrong.

He could indeed "see" the ominous power of a curse wrapped around the girl.

Gojo Ayako is not well.

She would rather the boss at the end of the level be a grim-looking alien than face the most handsome and strongest brother from another world.

[System, is this the bottom boss?Gojo Satoru?At this height, there are no high school buttons on the clothes... Gojo Satoru who has already graduated?Is this level to let me understand the posture of dying out of the instance? 】

The system offered a compliment: [Obviously this was an accident.But host, you are really smart, depending on the situation, you can only die. 】

Gojo Ayako: ...

What use do you want!

[I want to forcibly quit the copy! 】

The consumable character race she entered into this dungeon was a curse spirit!The opposite of the conjurer!Let's not know if this Gojo Satoru has a twin sister named Gojo Ayako... If there is, then it's just a rollover that can't be explained!

【Dead or Time】

Either die or run out of time?

In the upper right corner of the nearly transparent system panel in front of Ayako Gojo, there are still three hours left in the dungeon countdown.

The girl clenched the knife in her hand, lowered her figure slightly, and assumed an attacking posture.

"Human conjurer, I have a question to ask you." The girl's voice trembled, her eyes fixed on the other person, "Do you have a younger sister?"

younger sister.

Of course Gojo Satoru doesn't have a younger sister.

However, with the appearance of this key word, there was already a certain inconceivable and complete inference in his mind.

In the next instant, Ayako was lifted up by Gojo Satoru by the collar.

The young man completely lost that cynical tone, and his voice was cold and manic: "Were you ever a human? What's your name? Who made you?"

Could it be that those curse masters finally became inappropriate, and began to conduct human experiments in an attempt to create a blood relative of his and turn it into a curse to disgust himself?

After all, the kid looked both cursed and human.

Ayako, who simply wanted to confirm what was going on in this world, vaguely followed the other party's train of thought: ...

Damn, I shouldn't have said it out of shock.

[System, is there Gojo Ayako in this world? 】

[The system will not choose a vest that crashes, please rest assured the host. 】

Ayako breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, talk."

The young man opened the blindfold with his other hand that was not holding her, revealing those beautiful blue pupils full of anger.

Then, from his fingertips, a small ball of red magic power condensed out, making the scalp numb and the pores of the whole body almost suffocated.

[Spell Reversal·He]

The scene that Gojo Satoru expected that the other party would tell the truth out of fear did not appear.

Rather, after seeing the death ball, the girl's eyes revealed the frenzy of desire.

A cold, nauseating nausea surged up——

"You were made to die by my hands?"

Gojo Satoru withdrew the spell in his hand.

Ayako's eyes darkened.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he only saw the young man's frantic and distorted anger as if he was going to destroy the whole world with a knife.