The purple light wave spread out from Sayuri's arm, revealing a strange light in the underground space.

Professor Simon's face was extremely ugly under this purple light, he did not have the perception beyond ordinary people, but he also knew what kind of power the purple ball of light contained.

"Stop!" Professor Simon roared again, then lunged at the Tritocleia Stonecarving.

However, as soon as he reached Tritoglaia's stone carving, Professor Simon was bounced out, and his body tumbled to the ground. Seeing this, Asami hurriedly helped him up, and Professor Simon's face turned red from the fall that made him suspect that he might have broken his bones.

"I'm fine. Professor Simon said in a deep voice, large beads of sweat running down his forehead.

"I had to stop her, she... It's going to kill a lot of people. Professor Simon gritted his teeth, his eyes full of determination.

Asami smiled bitterly and said, "I knew now, why bother in the beginning?"

Professor Simon's expression darkened when he heard this, and it could be said that the scene in front of him was completely caused by him. Trito Klea stone carvings, particle colliders...

Whether it is people or things, or all kinds of grievances and entanglements in things, they are also thanks to him.

Professor Simon not only gambled with other people's lives once, but in his eyes it was also a better embodiment of the value of those people's lives, for which he had no mercy, but in the process, he also concealed his confidence in his own excellence.

However, he is not an all-powerful god after all, and when everything that had been piled up in the past finally exploded, Professor Simon realized that things were no longer under his control, and he was tired of powerlessness.

"I don't regret it," Professor Simon said stubbornly, shaking his head stubbornly.

Asami shook her head slowly, she was not in the mood to discuss right and wrong with her, and she didn't want to puncture the last shred of self-esteem in Professor Simon's heart.

A milky white halo was born from the purple ball of light, and this halo enveloped the entire Tritoglaia stone carving, and Professor Simon had just been struck down by it.

Asami said bitterly, "I'm afraid we won't be able to stop her..."

It is true that the previous fierce stun gun strafing could not work, and now there are only two people left, Professor Simon, and there is no more powerful weapon in their hands, where does the confidence to defeat Sayuri come from?

Professor Simon's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and he whispered, "I have a way..."

Asami followed Professor Simon's gaze, but saw a black, curved stick-like object lying alone next to an overturned storage table, as if abandoned by the whole world.

Black Knife.

The weapon that Professor Simon had developed early on to restrain Tritocleia's stone carvings lay there silently.

Before you know it, it becomes the central point that can change the event.

"Help me. Professor Simon said to Asami suddenly, and Asami looked at him puzzled.

"I wish I could have atonement. Professor Simon's voice was dry and hoarse.

"What do you want me to do?" Asami asked, not having any doubts about Professor Simon at the moment, which would only lead things in a more desperate and short-term direction.

"Help me get her attention, I need a good time to sneak up. Professor Simon said in a very low voice.

Asami looked at Professor Simon's sweaty face and said worriedly, "It's better for me to go, you're not in a very good state." ”

Professor Simon shook his head and said firmly: "This is my grudge with her, and I must settle it with my own hands." After a pause, Professor Simon continued, "After all, I know more about the Tritogramia stone carvings than you do, and I also have a better understanding of the timing of the power fluctuation than you do. Asami nodded when she heard this.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Professor Simon's face.

"You are indeed a good girl, and if I could go back to my youth, I would not miss you. ”

Asami looked at Professor Simon strangely and said, "What are you talking about?

Professor Simon smiled wryly, "I still have nothing to love at this age, and what I have done has long been against the sky, which is why I have been alone for so many years." ”

Asami nodded solemnly and said, "I hope that after this incident, you can be a good person." ”

Professor Simon was stunned for a moment, then nodded his head as well.

"I hope so..."

Asami gently placed Professor Simon's body on the ground, and Professor Simon closed his eyes and breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling, as if he was about to struggle.

Asami knew it was Professor Simon making the final adjustments, and she stood up and walked around from the opposite side of the Black Knife to the Tritogramia Stonecut.

Then came her battlefield.

...

"Have you ever considered ZERO?"

Suddenly, the voice sounded sharply, and Sayuri, who had always been looking at the purple ball of light in her hand with a fanatical face, heard the name of ZERO, her expression suddenly slowed down, and the speed of condensing the power in her hand slowed down, and she turned her head to look at Asami who spoke.

At this moment, Asami was standing about five meters in front of Sayuri, the white robe on her body was constantly swaying under the influence of the power released by Sayuri, the braids on the back of her head were already scattered, and her glasses were so torn that they barely hung on the bridge of her nose.

But that kind of heroic spirit that is fearless of everything comes out of her body.

"You... Who is it?"

Sayuri narrowed her eyes and asked Asami. She doesn't have much to do with Asami, only when Zero and Sayuri first come to the underground space to try to resurrect Thirteen.

And at this moment, Sayuri's soul has already been mixed with too many things, and the memories of Asami are naturally gone.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's who matters!" Asami said coldly.

"I... Who...", the simple question seemed to stump Sayuri all of a sudden, but the words stopped when they came to her lips.

Who am I?

Is it the sacrificial successor of the former Atlantean remnants?

Is it the B-21 who was forced to change its name?

Is it Sayuri regained in the dungeon?

Is it a little girl who was trafficked in the streets?

Is it the Thirteen who is talked about in the whole institute?

Or a lonely soul trapped for hundreds of years in the Tritoglaia Rock Carvings?

Thoughts surged wildly through her mind, and for a moment she felt like her head was about to explode.

"Uhh

Sayuri quickly recovered, and her eyes once again showed an incomparably cold look at Asami and said coldly, "Who am I that has anything to do with you?"

At that moment, Professor Simon, who had fallen to the ground, began to crawl silently towards the black knife.