deformed bone

Darling's departure seemed to turn on an invisible switch in this white mist.

Behind it, countless corpses with vague outlines gradually emerged from the thick fog.

Facing the bloody corpses with maggots and carrion falling down, the silver-haired and purple-eyed man still maintained that almost inorganic coldness and calmness.

His eyes fell on those swaying undead, and after a while, he said without any waves——

【I agree with you too. 】

Accompanied by his voice, those souls disappeared into the white mist one by one.

In the white mist, there was a faint smelly smell blowing from the depths of the mist. The wings on the man's back looked huge and gorgeous, but they also appeared extremely light. The pair of wings fluttered regularly under the breeze.

The man stood there silently, his eyes were dark, and his expressionless face seemed to be in a trance.

After a few seconds, he spoke again.

It was still so calm, whispering like an abyss.

[Yes, I agree. 】

[I promise myself. 】

The originally gentle wind became violent in an instant, and the white mist squirmed like a huge living thing.

Wait until the wind dies down again.

In this white mist, there is no longer a man's figure.

……

in reality--

Yes, that real reality.

With the scorching sun, somewhat noisy beach and the reality of a beach sheltered from prying eyes, Vigili is busy in the kitchen like a happy housewife.

The bluish fire licked the bottom of the stock pot, and the timer ticked by his hand.

On the surface, everything in the kitchen is under Vigily's control, but in his consciousness, an unfriendly conversation is going on.

【Are you sure? 】

Vigili heard Fogg's calm inquiry.

With a few clicks, the lemon on the cutting board was evenly cut into several pieces.

【Confirm what? 】

Virgil responded from the bottom of his heart.

【Do you have to act as if I don't know what you're thinking?I have to say, your hobbies are becoming more and more low-level. ] Fogg said coldly, 【You're annoying Histu, he's very upset—you're taking his job. 】

A silent and huge shadow silently appeared in another corner of Vigily's consciousness.

Virgil shrugged his shoulders in reality—even if he knew that Histu, as another part of his personality, couldn't see his movements.

[Oh, come on, we share emotions, of course I know the big guy is a little upset...well, very upset.But, you see, I just think he's still a little too weak, why don't he give the few scraps he has left to Red Deer for a snack too?Now that it has become like this, don't try to be brave.By the way, if it's just housework, I can do well.At this point I am still confident. 】

"Ding--"

The timer sounded at the right time, Virgilie put on his gloves briskly, and used a rack to take out the lobster that had been boiled red from the stock pot and put it on the cutting board.

"Wow, perfect."

He tapped the armor-covered little thing with his knuckles, and let out a slightly exaggerated staggering sound.

Immediately afterwards, he used a knife to pry into the carapace at the back of the lobster's neck, and with a little ingenuity, he took out the thick, crystal clear, snow-white and extremely elastic lobster belly.Then his movements became more and more proficient, without much effort and without wasting more time, Virgili separated the meat and shell of the lobster like a professional chef.Even from the perspective of a chef insider, Vigili's series of operations can be called flawless.

【Look, I said long ago that I can handle this. 】

Virgili muttered triumphantly in his heart.

In his consciousness, Histu, who was still behind Fogg before and had gradually emerged, had disappeared.But Fogg's outline became a little clearer.

【and many more--】

A wave of unease flitted through Virgil's consciousness, and he was a little surprised to find that the unease came from Fogg.It was precisely because of this that Vigilie obeyed Fogg's next order for the first time.

[The way you handle the lobster... Forget it, you handle the tongs and legs first. 】

said Fogg.

Vigilie easily saw that the huge claw meat of the lobster and the prawn meat of the legs, which are easy to be ignored but full of weight, were taken out and placed neatly on the plate.On the other side of the plate is the empty lobster shell, which has lost its contents but is still perfect, and can be completely reassembled into a mighty bright red lobster.

[You move very quickly. 】Fogg said in a subtle tone.

[Of course, I said that I might be quite suitable to be a househusband. 】

[The technique is very proficient, I dare say that even among professional chefs, there are very few people who can do it better than you-but this is also the problem. ] The tense emotion that Fogg passed on to Virgil became stronger.

【so?What are you nervous about?Come on, you don't feel right to me today. ] Virgili said in his heart.

Even though it was only ideology, Virgili had an inexplicable illusion of being severely scrutinized by Fogg.

[I think something is not right, the way you handled the lobster just now is too similar to Xistu, no, not similar, but exactly the same. 】

Virgili's hand that was cooking the lobster sauce paused, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

There is no need for Fogg to explain too much, Virgili can understand why his attitude has become so vigilant——

[Do you think this is... Personality blending? 】

Virgil whispered in his heart.

Fogg was silent for a while before responding: [No, Xistu still exists...]

[But he is very weak. 】

Virgili turned off the fire, staring at the bubbling creamy yellow sauce on the plate, breathing a little fast.

【You should calm down, everything is still uncertain...I will try to figure out what's going on. 】

He heard Fogg's whisper, and frowned.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to continue exploring, a sudden chill hit him.

The copper plate full of sauce was accidentally knocked down by Virgil, making a loud noise, but Virgil had no time to take care of the mess in the kitchen.His mind went blank, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

His eyes were wide open, and it felt like pressure in his skull was pushing against his delicate optics from behind the eyeballs.

In Virgil's field of vision, a burst of white light that did not exist burst out——

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

It felt like looking directly at the explosion of a nuclear bomb with the naked eye. The overly strong light and heat seemed to melt one's eyeballs.

Vigily screamed, and he covered his eyes with his hands, but he soon realized that the white light did not come from reality, but from another dimension... Even he didn't dare to peek and linger too much A place that doesn't exist.

In just an instant, Virgil's personality has uncontrollably separated from the dominant position of the body.

"vomit……"

A dry retch squeezed out of his throat, and it was not until a few seconds later that the young man with soft curly hair and green eyes stretched out his trembling hands like an epileptic, and firmly grasped the edge of Nakajima.

"damn it."

A trace of curse escaped his lips with a hint of British accent.

Fogg replaced Virgili who suddenly disappeared, occupying this body without any buffer.

He controlled his trembling body with amazing will, and then rushed towards the room without hesitation.

It was Calvin—

The shock that made him helpless and almost made Virgili almost die just now could only come from Calvin.And on this planet, I am afraid that only Calvin can trigger such a strong spiritual tsunami that acts on the soul.

But when Fogg staggered and rushed to Calvin's room as fast as his body could, and then knocked open the light wooden door with his shoulder, all he saw was an empty bed.

"Do not."

Fugerna always didn't have much expression, and there were cracks on his face almost as if he was wearing some kind of mask.

He suddenly pounced on the empty bed. There were dents on the down pillow, the crumpled quilt, and the warm sheets, all of which proved that not long ago, there were still sweet people on this bed. sleep soundly.

But for such a brief moment, Calvin was gone.

In the place where Calvin once slept, a special fragrance lingered.It is not floral, fruity, or any kind of fragrance that humans are familiar with and loves, but a smell that is intertwined with things like lightning and the moon, magma and the sea. It is extremely clean And sharply, when Fogg smelled that fragrance, his nasal cavity and lungs tingled as if being gently cut open by a transparent knife.

Things are bad.

Fogg stared at his fingers, his skin where it touched the sheets began to turn yellow and harden, as if burned by an invisible flame.

【Red Deer...】

Fogg closed his eyes, resisting the fear that seemed to come from within his soul, and began to call that person's name.

[The next thing should be handled by you - we have to find Calvin as soon as possible. 】

[I think his current state will be very dangerous. 】

[Whether it's to other people... or to himself. 】

As if to confirm Fuge's whisper, a feather suddenly fell from midair...

Its surface is filled with a layer of fog-like shimmer, like the sun shining through the sprinkler on the lawn. Yes, the water droplets that are too small to be distinguished by the naked eye reflect colorful iridescent light.

It floated down leisurely, and after touching the real objects, it shattered and disappeared in an instant.

That special scent became stronger.