Just when Asami was in extreme despair and waiting for herself to turn into a cloud of blood mist and die, suddenly, she heard a pale roar from behind Sayuri, and Asami subconsciously opened her eyes.

Professor Simon's figure appeared outside the stone carvings of Tritoglaia, and at this time, Professor Simon's eyes were wide open, and his spirit was like a heroic young man, and his hands clenched the black knife and struck at Sayuri's outstretched sword, and the speed was astonishing, not at all like an old man.

The round, bladeless tip of the black knife slashed at the faint halo outside the stone carving of Tritoglaia, like a dinner knife piercing into the smooth soy milk.

Sayuri frowned and sensed that something was wrong, and the palm that was pinched on Asami's neck didn't have time to kill her, and the other hand turned tactfully, holding the "purple sun" condensed into her hand, and then flicked her wrist and went straight to Professor Simon who was attacking behind her.

Sayuri's behavior is really decisive and sharp, and she shows the best judgment in a crisis situation.

However, what she didn't expect was the mysterious power of the black knife.

The scorching purple energy ball seemed to be a little more powerful when Sayuri's palm pushed violently, and the powerful energy seemed to be more like it was about to move under the suppression.

However, this "purple sun", which looks like it can melt tempered iron, is like a child without resistance in the face of the black knife.

With a "snort", the black knife stabbed into the "Purple Sun" quite smoothly, and in that instant, the entire air carved into the Tritoglaia stone seemed to freeze.

Sayuri, Professor Simon, and Asami's pupils changed in a matter of seconds.

The black knife pierced into the energy sphere, and it did not change like a stone ox entering the sea, and under the breathless gaze of the three people, the "purple sun" was already blooming with dazzling light.

As the clock ticked by, Professor Simon's face became more and more ugly, Sayuri's mouth showed a smug smile, and Asami's expression was very peaceful.

Just when the three of them thought that the scene in front of them was a foregone conclusion, the "purple sun" suddenly happened.

Tiny cracks permeated with golden light appeared above the "Purple Sun", like a life about to burst out of its shell.

Everyone knows that it is not life in it, but a great deal of energy.

The faces of the three of them became ugly at the same time, everyone knew what kind of huge energy would be generated if this ball of energy was broken, Professor Simon's face was even more pale as wax paper, he did not expect that the plan he had implemented would accelerate the process of this destruction.

However, the energy that was about to burst out was beyond its control, and the fine cracks of gold became more pronounced, and then the purple light shell disappeared from the "purple sun", replaced by a more dazzling golden white light.

The light swelled more and more, enveloping the entire Tritogolea stone carving in an instant, and then a light aura rushed straight into the dome.

Soon, the entire underground space was immersed in white light.

After a long time, the light in the underground space began to slowly disappear like a low tide, and the darkness encompassed everything back into the hand.

The scene on the stone carvings of Tritogrea is also clear again.

Asami sat down on top of the stone carvings of Tritoglaia, her face was pale and bitter, but her sober consciousness was still there, and her body did not turn into a blood mist in the sky as expected.

Asami gritted her teeth and insisted on not letting herself fall asleep, her eyes condensed and she tried to look at Professor Simon and Sayuri.

Professor Simon stood on top of the stone carvings of Tritoglaia, his upright body, as if he had aged several years, and looked very rickety.

However, he already held the black knife tightly in his hand.

The black knife was already so plain, and it still looked so unobtrusive.

However, the other end of the black knife pierced Sayuri's young body, and the bladeless blade pierced Sayuri's chest, although there was not the slightest blood flowing out, but the scene was already shocking.

Sayuri's complexion was not as bleak as she should have expected, the redness on her eyes had receded, and her crystal gaze reappeared in her eyes, like the beautiful and innocent child she had once been.

Sayuri looked at Professor Simon quietly, no resentment, no anger on his face, only a surprising calm.

Under this gaze, Professor Simon's heart suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment, and he unconsciously lowered his head silently.

"You've won again, congratulations. Sayuri said softly.

The words entered Professor Simon's ears clearly, and he knew that his ears were not deaf from the explosion of energy.

All the furnishings in the entire underground space were in perfect condition, there was no sign of damage on them, and it was clear that the energy release of the "Purple Sun" was under control, and all thanks to the prosaic black knife.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Professor Simon was finally convinced that Lady Luck was still on his side, and that the terrible day of destruction had not yet come.

However, at this moment, Professor Simon's heart did not feel any excitement, but he clearly felt his sin.

"I'm dying. Sayuri said softly, as if she was telling a story about someone who had nothing to do with her.

"Before I die, I just want to know one thing, is ZERO still alive?"

Professor Simon looked up, his old and deep gaze meeting the immaculate gaze.

"He's good. Professor Simon replied grimly.

These are the most heartfelt words he has spoken in years.

"Well... That's good—" Sayuri smiled, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Professor Simon stared at the quiet scene in front of him for a long time before he let out a cloudy breath before slowly releasing his palm holding the black knife.

The black knife fell on the Tritoglaia stone carving with Sayuri's slumped body, making a dull crashing sound.

It's finally over.

Thoughts receded from his mind like a tidal wave, and Professor Simon only felt that he was still immersed in the light just now, and his mind was also blank.

"What have I done?" muttered Professor Simon, two hot, old tears rolling down the corners of his eyes.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, not falling, but seeping into the dense furrows and crevices of his face.

"You saved everything. ”

Asami's voice suddenly sounded, Professor Simon lowered his head to look at the woman who fell on the stone inscription, Asami's glasses had long been broken and destroyed, and Asami's eyes were a little sloppy when she had lost her auxiliary tools, but Professor Simon found that her eyes were slightly sloppy and beautiful.

Looking at that beautiful face, Professor Simon smiled.