Darling's departure was like turning on some invisible switch in the white mist.

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

In the face of the bloody, tumbling corpses of maggots and carrion, the silver-haired and purple-eyed man still maintained the coldness and calm that was almost inorganic.

His eyes fell on the staggering dead spirits, and after a few moments, he spoke without any waves—

I also answer you. 】

One by one, the souls disappeared into the white mist, accompanied by his voice.

In the white mist, there was a faint fishy smell blowing from the depths of the mist, The wings behind the man looked large and gorgeous, but they were unusually light, and the pair of wings fluttered regularly in the breeze.

The man stood in silence, his eyes darkened, and his expressionless face even looked a little trance-like.

After a few seconds, he spoke again.

Still so calm, abyssally whispering.

Yes, I agree. 】

I promise myself. 】

The gentle wind became fierce in a moment, and the white mist wriggled and surged like a huge living thing.

Wait until the wind stops again.

In this white mist, there was no man left.

……

In reality-

Yes, that real reality.

With the scorching sun, some noisy beaches and a beach for shelter from the eyes of people, Vicili is busy in the kitchen like a happy housewife.

The blue fire licked the bottom of the stockpot, and the timer ticked in his hand.

On the surface, everything in the kitchen was under Vigilli's control, but in his mind, a not-so-friendly conversation was going on.

【Are you sure?】

Vigili heard Fugg's calm inquiry.

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

【What to confirm?】

Virgili replied from the bottom of his heart.

[Do you have to act like I don't know what you're thinking?] I have to say, your fetishes are getting more and more low-level. Fugg said coldly, "You're annoying Heathtu, and he's very upset - you're stealing his job. 】

A silent, large shadow silently emerged in another corner of Virgilli's consciousness.

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

[Oh, please, we share emotions, of course I know that the big guy is a little uncomfortable...... Well, it's very unpleasant. But, you see, I just think he's a little too weak, so why don't you give the few pieces of scrap you have left to Red Deer as a snack? By the way, I can do it well if it's just housework. I'm still confident in that. 】

"Ding—"

The timer struck just in time, and Virgili put on his gloves briskly and used the rack to remove the boiled lobster from the soup pot and place it on the cutting board.

"Wow, perfect. ”

He tapped the armoured little thing with his knuckles, making a slightly exaggerated stumbling sound.

Then he used a knife to pry into the nail shell at the back of the lobster's neck, and with a little skill, he took out the fat, crystalline, snow-white and extremely elastic lobster belly. Then he became more and more proficient, and without much effort or time, Virgili separated the lobster's meat from the nail shell like a professional chef. Even from the perspective of a chef insider, the Vigilli series of operations can be called flawless.

[You see, I said a long time ago that I could handle this. 】

Virgili muttered triumphantly to the bottom of his heart.

In his consciousness, Histu, who had been behind Fug before, had gradually emerged in the form of a figure was gone. But Fuge's silhouette became a little clearer.

[Wait——]

A wave of uneasiness swept over Virgilli's consciousness, and he was somewhat surprised to find that the uneasiness came from Fugg. It is precisely because of this that Virgili obeyed Fuge's next orders for the first time.

【How do you handle lobster...... Forget it, you deal with the pliers and legs first. 】

Fugg said.

It was easy for Virgili to see the lobster's huge claws and the easily overlooked but generous portion of the legs taken out and neatly arranged on the plate. On the other side of the plate sat the empty lobster shell, lost of its contents but still perfect, and could be completely reassembled into a powerful red lobster.

[Your movements are fast. Fuge said in a subtle tone.

[Of course, I said that I might be a good fit to be a househusband.] 】

[It's so skillful, and I dare say that few of the professional chefs can do it better than you – but that's the problem.] The tension that Fugg had passed on to Vicilly had become even stronger.

"So, what are you nervous about?" Please, you don't feel right to me today. Vigilli said in his heart.

Even if there is only ideology, Vigilli inexplicably has the illusion that he is being harshly scrutinized by Fuge.

[I don't think it's right, the way you handled the lobster just now is too similar to Histu, no, not similar, but exactly the same.] 】

Virgilli's hand boiling the lobster sauce paused, his pupils narrowing.

It didn't take much explanation for Fogg to understand why his attitude had become so vigilant-

[What do you think is ...... Personality self-integration?]

Virgili whispered inwardly.

Fuge was silent for a while before responding: [No, Heath still exists......]

But he was weak. 】

Virgili turned off the fire, and he stared at the bubbling milky sauce on his plate, breathing a little faster.

[You should calm down, everything is still undecided...... I'll figure out what's going on. 】

He heard Fugg's whisper, then frowned.

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

The copper plate filled with sauce was knocked to the ground by Vigilli's hand, and there was a loud noise, but Vigilli had no time to pay attention to the mess in the kitchen. His mind went blank and his body trembled uncontrollably.

His eyes were wide open, and it felt like a pressure in his skull was pushing his fragile visual organs from behind them.

In Virgilli's field of vision, a burst of non-existent white light burst out—

"Ahhhh

It felt like looking directly at the explosion of a nuclear bomb with the naked eye, and the light and heat were too strong to melt people's eyes.

Vigili screamed, covering 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 snoop too much into the non-existent place where he stayed.

In just an instant, Vigilli's personality has been uncontrollably detached from the dominant position.

"Vomit ......"

A retching squeezed out of his throat, and it wasn't until a few seconds later that the young man with soft curly hair and green eyes reached out with his trembling hand like an epileptic and grabbed Nakajima's edge.

"Damn it. “

A hint of curse spilling from his lips took on a hint of English.

Fugg took the place of the suddenly vanished Virgilli, taking possession of the body without any buffer.

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

It's Calvin –

The washout that left him defenseless and almost brought Vigilli to death could only have come from Calvin. And on this planet, I am afraid that only Calvin can cause such a strong spiritual tsunami that acts on the soul.

And when Fugg staggered to Calvin's room as fast as the body could, and slammed his shoulder against the fluttering wooden door, all he saw was an empty bed.

"Nope. ”

Fugna didn't always have much expression, and cracks appeared on her face almost as if she was wearing some kind of mask.

He swooped down on the empty bed, the dents on the down pillows, the crumpled quilts, and the sheets with a slight body temperature, all proving that there were people sleeping soundly in this bed not so long ago.

But for a brief moment, Calvin was gone.

In the place where Calvin once slumbered, a peculiar aroma lingered. It wasn't floral, fruity, or whatever kind of incense humans knew and loved, but a mixture of things like lightning and the moon, magma and the sea, and it was so clean and sharp that when Fugg smelled it, his nose and lungs tingled as if they had been gently sliced open by a transparent knife.

Things are bad.

Fugg stared at his fingers, and the skin he touched with the sheets began to turn yellow and harden, as if burned by an invisible flame.

【Red Deer ......】

Fugg closed his eyes, and he resisted the fear that seemed to come from within his soul, and began to call out the man's name.

[The rest should be up to you—we need to find Calvin as soon as possible.] 】

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

[Whether it's for anyone else...... Or to himself. 】

As if to confirm Fuge's whisper, a feather suddenly fell from mid-air......

Its surface was covered with a mist-like shimmer, like the sun shining through a sprinkler on the lawn, so small that the naked eye could not distinguish the water droplets reflecting a rainbow light.

It flutters and falls, and when it comes into contact with real objects, it shatters and disappears in a moment.

The special scent became even stronger.

The author has something to say: recently renovated......

The whole person is about to be crippled.

Basically, I'll try to update it if I can, but I guess it's hard to maintain a stable frequency...... First of all, I would like to say sorry to everyone. 166 Reading Network