because i am stel

——I always feel that the mistake this time was a little deliberate. Last time, I exhausted all methods, techniques, and even used the knowledge of the dream world and the memory of the previous life to reduce the dimensionality of the anchor point that she could not pay attention to. Barely cornered her before heart failure... and that was the first time I saw real panic on her face.

——But this time... Uh, why does it feel a bit like coaxing me?Because I performed too well before and because of the fear of the old operators of Rhodes Island, I deliberately arranged such a mistake to dispel my worries... Tsk, although this kind of conjecture is too bizarre, but for a while Can't find any reason to falsify...

Some complicated thoughts flashed in her mind, but they were quickly wiped out by her—in any case, Persephone had no reservations about herself.And if he made malicious speculations about her so unreasonably.That despicable shit is really too disgusting.

not to mention……

——There is nothing in this world that is worthy of her fear, and there is nothing that requires her to calculate so hard.And to speculate on this basis, then her only motive can only be to take care of my perception.

——She... deliberately clumsy and humble for me?

A thought emerged from the bottom of her heart, and this subtle, interesting, and even narcissistic thought made her heart beat a little cramped—if everything came from Persephone's impromptu plan.Then she would think at this moment that this layer would also be in her prediction.This……

She touched her chest, she felt a strange heartbeat, but the emotion that guided her was not calculated anger, but a subtle, strange feeling similar to the warm breath flowing in the blood.

—I am not angry.

——Why am I not angry?

It was stable a few seconds ago, and the mood that was able to think clearly was a little restless at this moment.And all this didn't calm down until she subconsciously raised her hand and held down the blade floating by her side.

—Too complicated, true or false, too complicated.

— Levantine is better for me... at least it doesn't make me think about it.

She exhaled softly.Get all this messy stuff out of your head.

It's useless to think about things that don't make sense.Instead of damaging your brain cells in vain, it is better to clean up and sleep to maintain your spirit.

"Well, go to bed," she thought, and said.

But when he turned around, his eyes froze for a moment as he passed the bathroom.

The hot water for Persephone was not used.

I have always been used to bathing with flames, and being in close contact with all aspects of fluids like water is actually relatively rare for me.

How about giving it a try today?

The mind drove the body, and when she realized it, Miss Stelter had already changed her clothes and was in a bath filled with warm water. When Persephone designed the bath, he prepared enough space for ten people to sit together. Frolicking in this pool.And although Ms. Shirter didn't understand why she wasted so much living space in a place she didn't use at all.But since Persephone insisted, let her go.

And at this moment, she felt the goodness of Persephone.

"...It's okay." She said softly, soaking her body in the water, letting the water flow through various areas of her body.

The water is very clean, because her body is not stained with dust.Bathing has always been a psychological function for her, and she doesn't need this kind of thing physically.

It may be necessary in the Dreamland, but not on Terra.

And the feeling of bathing in the dream world is naturally different from that in Terra.

she closes her eyes...

——If only Persephone hadn't left, I could be with her... It's a strange idea.

A thought popped into her mind, and she shook her head slightly, dismissing it.However, while giving up, more trivial thoughts appeared in her thoughts.

She recalled Polsephone's flawless, graceful body that even a slightly sorry figure looked just right under the overall beauty.Thinking of the fair skin, soft long hair, and elegant curves are shining brightly in memory.And those pink lips are even more attractive, making her daydream.

To touch, to touch, to explore, to...

——what am I thinking?

Knocking on his head, his wild thoughts disappeared without a trace.However, the next moment, more thoughts emerged from the bottom of my heart.

The warm water seemed to have turned into the slender hands of Persephone silently.Pass across the neck, side ribs, waist, lower abdomen one by one, and then continue——

"wrong."

Everything came to an abrupt end.

All the water evaporates in an instant, vaporizes, and the expanding air is compressed sharply into tiny balls.And Levantin's fire immediately covered it!

Something is wrong.

Something important is wrong.

"I...how could I expect to be the passive party!?"

Hold the hilt of the sword with your fingers, and the realm of flames extends outwards and covers the entire area of ​​the residence.

Muspelheim, unfold.In an instant, the inside and outside of the small building were completely cut off.

Breathe.

Breathe.

The tide of fire surges in every corner of this small building with the breath.

Sweep away all uncleanness and discover all abnormalities.The combat attire reappeared on top of his body on the first breath—it wasn't strong, but it was versatile.And when it completely enveloped the girl's body, the concept of [Sirtel] expanded rapidly in the girl's body.Fill and reject all abnormalities in this body.

And the next moment, she saw a ray of light.

A ray of light emanates from his chest, where his conceptual soul rests, and is expelled into the kingdom of fire.Levantin bit it hard like a lion preying.And the results of the event image analysis were quickly synchronized with her cognition.

It was lust, coming from Terra's conscious plane, not the lust of some unknowable place.It's not evil, in fact it's a tiny conglomeration of the concepts of good romance, first love, mutual affection, etc.But if she left it alone, maybe soon a god symbolizing pure love would be born into the world because of her thoughts!

——Why is this happening?

——The birth of a god is obviously not such an understatement!

--Could it be that……

——Because I just thought of Serence, thought of color——

The thought stopped abruptly, because just when the name of the god was about to manifest in her mind, the light of the gathering emotions in front of her eyes swelled slightly.Obviously, there is some unspeakable connection between the two.And if you let it go or let it go, maybe the God of New Birth with the same name and nature as the other ancient god in Terra will be born in this world!

--what the hell! ?

——This is all across the universe, and the power of the evil god can also be projected onto this land through the connection between cause and effect?

——Is it because this place is also called Terra?Or is it because I have the evil god's message in my mind, and when I thought of that name, it used my thinking as a carrier and copied it to this land?

——Or, in the depths of this land, from the very beginning...

Miss Steele hoped that this was just an exception, just a special phenomenon of the birth of nature made up of many coincidences.However, she knows better that all luck will be the firewood to ignite the painful ending.

So, she took a deep breath and clenched the ray of light tightly.

Then, the communication terminal is switched on.

"Persephone," she said softly.

"emergency."

Chapter 170: The God of War, Pure Love, Stillborn

After about four hours.

"I am still unable to analyze its inner principle. But now it can be roughly confirmed that this should be some kind of natural phenomenon rather than what you guessed, the powerful interference across the distance between the universe - it originates from your heart , but I'm not yet sure if you shaped it."

That ray of light was sealed in a well-preserved container, and the slightly weird aura on Persephone had completely disappeared before Miss Shirtle arrived at another research center of hers— ——She is still wearing a princess dress, but it is no longer pure white but deep black.

I don't know what the symbolic meaning of the black princess dress is.

And this small change does not affect the handling of the problem.

The doctor in Rhodes Island spent a lot of time analyzing this ray of light, and listened to the information Miss Stelter said, whether it was the setting of the Warhammer worldview.Chaos, subspace, that extraordinary meeting.It was still in that little farce not long ago, and Miss Stelter responded with doubtful conjectures to her mistake.She listened to everything verbatim without any discomfort or embarrassment.

Ordinary people will always hide something in this situation. After all, exposing others' tricks in person, or making unreasonable and groundless speculations is always a bit impersonal, and it will make people who care about friendship feel a little embarrassed.

But Steele won't.Because she knows that in an emergency situation, no matter what the purpose is, the concealment of key information will lead to an unknown development.And the results of this unfolding never end well.

"You are very imaginative." This is Persephone's response to her wonderful conjecture.

"But it's harmless." This was Persephone's reply after analyzing the ray of light: "It's harmless for now."

Miss Steele always felt that both of the guy's answers meant something.

However, she also knew that although Persephone also had the blood of the Riddler, she would always choose to be concise when the situation was critical-she relaxed because of this, and her posture on the chair changed from a concerned forward For a relaxed back.

"Is it just that the reason is unknown..." She breathed a sigh of relief. "Could it do any harm, or have bad side effects?"

"What harm do you mean, what does it have a negative impact on?" Persephone asked without raising his head as he tidied up the research table.

"...to this world?"

"Increase the diversity of creatures, let this world have more new races, Chimera species, and slightly, or greatly expand their population numbers. Therefore, the stability of the world will increase by about [-] to [-] percent within a hundred years , until the next appropriate balance threshold is reached. The increase in biomass will promote the prosperity of the next era, as well as technological progress."

"...You call this a negative...and why did it become like this?" Miss Shirtle gesticulated with her fingers in confusion. "This thing will obviously affect my emotional changes..."

Persephone supported the instrument and fiddled with those delicate probes.

"Excessive prosperity is also a negative. The recycling of resources may not keep up with the proliferation of population. Coupled with the element of technological progress, the final development is an internal resource race. Or external domain exploration, while the ocean and sky, There are signs of war."

"As for why it became like this, it's very simple." Persephone paused for a moment, raised her head, and brushed her sideburns. "Sirtel, have you heard of dragons?"

"Uh, you mean the dragon of Yan Kingdom. Or Draco like Tallulah?" Miss Stelter tilted her head slightly and asked while helping Persephone continue to tidy up the mess on the research table.

"Neither, I am referring to the ancient dragon. In the age of ancient legends, its wings covered the sky. Wherever it went, lava spread everywhere and spread fear. Greed, lewdness, and the nest they built was the city where evil monsters gathered. Both—I mean the ancient dragons."

Miss Steele knew that kind of dragon—she'd killed quite a few, in the dream world.The number of five-color dragons or metal dragons that died in her hands on the bloody battlefield in the lower realm of Faerun was three digits anyway.And before leaving the abyss of hell, she even took off a black dragon head from Tiamat, turning the five-color dragon queen into a disabled four-color dragon queen.

She still remembered that she had stored the head of the black dragon in a low-magic material world on a plane called Klein - which she learned later.As a result, Taxis, the Dark Dragon Queen in the Dragonlance Chronicle, became her pet.And that made a certain black-robed wizard confront the owner of the howling pet as he tried to kill himself.So that the subsequent development became very embarrassing.

Long memories echoed in her mind, and she didn't know whether there were such giant dragons in ancient Terra.But Persephone's description clearly points to a very clear concept.And the meaning derived from this also appeared in her cognition.

"Erosive..." she murmured. "It's like the breath of a giant dragon pollutes weak creatures, allowing them to have the blood of the dragon and become the dragon's retinue and servants...Persephone, you mean that this ray of light can also have that effect Does it work?"

"Yes, it has a very obvious dragon characteristic-infection, but it will not affect its own nature due to assimilation and growth. It is different from those waste beliefs that will be affected by beliefs and become distorted, chaotic, and even mentally retarded Spirituality. This ray of light can consume certain emotions, beliefs, and even concepts to grow. But while growing, it will not be affected by even the level of taste preferences derived from food."

"It will be the kind of god you speak of in the Warhammer world—the same base, but the opposite of that god. In time, it will be the god of pure love on Terra, and even the whole of Terra They have all degenerated into what you said... the appearance of the Dark Eldar. Its nature will not change before it encounters the intervention of a higher-level force. Instead, it will use the power of pure love to pull the Dark Terra Purified as Fairy Terra."

Miss Steele had nothing left to say.

What is this called?

Mistakenly mishandled a world-destroying mechanism?The groundbreaking day of God of War?This meow is even more outrageous than raising a SREES in penicillin medium, bastard!

The girl's face twitched—of course she understood what Persephone meant, and of course she knew that what seemed to be a good thing was actually not a good thing at all.Pure love will make life multiply, make resources scarce, and force the life on the planet to seek external expansion.And for the love of oneself, this civilization will become an extreme inner sage and outer king.

After all, in her previous life.The pinnacle of the Western classical army, the Holy Army of Thebes, who will beat the invincible Sparta in that era, is an army that completely follows the concept of pure love in Plato's spirit.It is an army that can truly fight to the last man with faith and indeed fight to the last man in history.And if such morale and fanaticism are copied and placed on the entire civilization, then this civilization...

——Aren’t you afraid that you will smash your head to death on the curtain of the sky?

"I see." So she sighed. "It seems that this generation of people has not yet come to welcome the arrival of a pure love god of war. What should we do then? Persephone, seal it up? And will it affect me?"

"My suggestion is that you take it with you next time you go to that Terra, the world couldn't be any worse over there anyway. Adding an eel might also tinker with some new possibilities or novelties I hope—stay here, the seal will be broken sooner or later because of such an accident. As for you..."

She raised her head and looked at the red-haired thing in front of her from top to bottom.

Then shook his head.

"It's useless to you. At most, it's just a little disturbing of your heart and you'll be discovered right away—by the way, I've also come up with a preliminary result of analyzing the failure of the Godhead of the Underworld. It's not a big deal, after all, strictly speaking... ..."

She looked directly into Miss Steele's pale crimson eyes. "If you really expect me to do that, I will, and I think it's kind of fun."

So Miss Steele held up her hands, imitating Myrtle every day.

"Almost." She tried to smile awkwardly but politely.

"And, since you want me to bring it back to that Terra. Then you mean that this is indeed a phenomenon related to the Warhammer world, and the fallen god of love?"

"I'm not sure," replied Persephone.She finally packed up her lab table.Going outside, Miss Shirtle opened the door for her and walked beside her side by side. "I'm just saying it can be done."

Outside the door, the morning in the northern region was still dark.The fresh air rushes in, and the earth will usher in a pure white dawn in a little time.

"So I'm going to Warhammer." Miss Steele, not against the idea.Although the ending last time was not very friendly to her.But she has always been indifferent to such things.

"However, how should I go?" Ms. Shirter expressed doubts: "I can't pinpoint the location of every dream world. Every time I enter a dream, the target I arrive at is random, and I remember, I I just said yesterday that it takes a week to fall into a dream now."

"That's what we're going to do next." Persephone nodded without stopping. "Although it can't affect you, you may not be able to react to it-take a good rest during the day. Sylter, I have an idea. This may prevent you from getting a good night's sleep tonight Sleep."

She said, leading Miss Steele along.

Into the dark before dawn.

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Ah...so I updated it before [-]:[-] today_(:з」∠)_

Chapter 170 Five: The setting is not to eat drops

After that, Miss Steele had an unremarkable day.