Probably, he knew this a long time ago, when the boy was still silently flipping through the heavy magic book in front of the fireplace of the old castle of the Legacy (VI.) department of Hogwarts.

Magicians, or people who are powered by "mystery", have no future, and even in the most secret documents of the Chronometer Tower, magicians are the first to die out in the possibility of a distant future called "Land of Steel". Only those "super-individuals" have the possibility of survival.

And more thousand-year-old inheritances can only become meaningless wreckage.

"Future-chan, do you know white blood cells?"

With some unknown thoughts, the boy explained his thoughts to the girl in the early morning when the cherry blossoms were finally withering.

"In the beginning, we powerful people were the white blood cells. Bacterial infection? Let's expel the fantasies who have invaded the borders of humanity into the depths of the mountains. Tissue damage? We have put the troubled times on the right track, and have silently contributed in various wars. ”

"Magicians are the most indifferent and ruthless people, in order to inherit the family, the power or something, they can easily abandon their wives, and even use their own blood and bones as tools. But we are human beings after all, people under Alayya. Influenced and manipulated by the will of the group, he 'worked hard' for the sake of mankind. ”

"So, we are [weak] and are just drifting in the will of the human community."

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Under the five-colored neon lights, the faces of the beauties bloom with the beauty of the city.

The long black hair swayed uncontrollably with its movements, and an inaudible slender roar had a silver bell-like feeling in Kuriyama Mirai's ears, and it wasn't until she got closer that she realized that there was a tear mole in the corner of her eyes on the face of this snake-faced beauty.

If you can ignore the twisted and distorted snake body beneath it, it should be a national idol.

Kuriyama Mirai thought so, and by the way, he lowered his body to avoid the snake tail that swept over.

The blue eyes clearly saw through the attack trajectory of the demon dream, and in the girl's eyes, countless energy lines had converged to the predetermined location of the demon dream before its actions. The body is composed of the miasma of the leylines and the pre-death grudges of humans, and the demon dream is unobstructed in front of the pure eyes who can see the energy route and the emotional mist, all the actions are expected, all the attacks are seen through, and the end is already doomed before the battle begins.

Youmu was a little restless, and the white mist converged on either side of it, twisting, the color gradually deepened, condensing into substance, and finally, hundreds of sharp needles appeared on both sides of its skull.

"The style of painting doesn't match."

Whispering a little bit, Kuriyama Mirai closed his eyes.

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"We are [weakling], there is no doubt about it. Even the only [power] we have, which is different from ordinary people, exists for ordinary people. Ha? When we get to the root, does it have anything to do with Alayya? Can it give Him strength? Can the right to avoid the extinction of mankind? ”

"But ah, this weak man's strength has existential significance."

"We have gained strength because we want to bless the weaker."

"In other words, if there is no weaker person to compare, the meaning of our weak existence will be empty."

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"Weaker?"

When he opened his eyes, an inexplicable light flashed in his pale blue eyes.

"Hiss——!"

With a long roar, Youmeng stood up, and thousands of pinpricks erupted.

Left, right, top. The girl's eyes quickly scanned the path of the needles, dancing as she dodged in the storm.

No, I can only resist.

In what seemed to be a never-ending burst, the girl found that the range of her ability to move was shrinking, so after making this judgment, Kuriyama Mirai flashed, and a hemispherical hole appeared in front of her.

"It is all sentient beings, when they are born and when they die, they will gain their own great interests and will not fall into the evil path in the end."

Chanting the mantra of the "Jizo King Honsutra" again, the black inscription mixed with golden brilliance on the sword surged like a living being, and countless words carrying demonic blood formed an impregnable line of defense in front of Kuriyama Mirai.

The demonic blood is stretched into silk threads and woven into a fine net. The glow of the pitch-black inscription turned pale green, filling the gaps in the net.

All the needles that shot at Kuriyama Mirai were silently engulfed and corroded by it after they touched this layer of defense. For a moment, a blank space appeared behind the girl.

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"Mira-chan, I know your fears."

"You are afraid of the power you have, and in your demonic blood, there is a [Exorcism Impulse]. Although I don't know why you are so afraid of your impulse to exorcise demons, but, you must have hurt the people close to you because of this uncontrollable power, these days, I have been watching it, you are always careful to communicate with others, seemingly peaceful, in fact, you are indifferently refusing to communicate with others. Even if it's Chiyo Kochiyo in the same club, you maintain a respectful and distant attitude. ”

"You, you are afraid, afraid that one day you will hurt others again, hurt people who are weaker than you in your eyes, and even can't withstand your stabbing, that is, the weaker ones for you."

"That's why you chose not to get close to them, right?"

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"Ahhhh

Shouting loudly with full momentum, Kuriyama Mirai clasped his hands together and waved vigorously, and the silk-like demonic blood was endlessly stretched out by her, and thousands of spikes were corroded.

A hint of determination flashed in the blue eyes, and when the spikes were swept away, the left hand quickly pulled out the ring on the tail finger of the right hand - even during the Lynn duel, this ring was not removed.

The next moment, a violent aura emanated from her body, it was the power of a pure murderer, the power to destroy the anomaly, as if a small traveler was sliding down the muddy water and rolling stones to the foot of the mountain under the irresistible force of the trees growing on the mountain.

It is the power that the weak have used since ancient times to protect the weaker.

In the face of this power, Youmeng, who already possessed the same wisdom as humans, slowed down, and the beautiful woman's face showed a sad expression, and her snake-like body retreated uneasily, even though the scars left by the other group of otherworldly warriors had been restored under the magic of the moon, even if Kuriyama Mirai had not yet swung a knife at it.

"The benevolent, if it is like waiting for the retribution, each is in prison. There are hundreds and thousands of karmic instruments, which are nothing more than copper and iron, stone and fire. These four things, the sense of karma. If you talk about hell and retribution. One by one, in prison, there are hundreds of kinds of suffering. Not to mention multiple prisons. ”

Holding the crystallized sword in his right hand that had been restored to its original state, while his left wrist had been cut at some point, a large amount of pure black blood gushed out and wrapped around the blood sword, and countless black inscriptions changed the [concept] of the blade under the effect of the power of the Great Wish.

"I am now a Buddha and a mighty god, and the benevolent one asked, and said so. If you explain it widely, there is no end to it. ”

I don't know when the movement under my feet resumed, and I got up beautifully, just like when Lynn first talked to Kuriyama Mirai that day, Kuriyama Mirai had already jumped on top of Youmeng's head before she could react.

In the air, there seemed to be a fine net being weaved, and with the support of the Seven Nights' physical arts, the impossible actions of humans were easily done.

This is called, Seven Nights Body Technique, Flash Away: Water Moon!

The legs are the Luo web, and the movement method of the famous spider step makes Kuriyama Miku move to the blind spot of Youmeng's vision.

(Senior, I didn't expect that we weren't too familiar with each other, and I was going to kill you before, but senior, you really helped me a lot.) ）

However, Kuriyama Mirai didn't notice that a trace of hideousness flashed on the face of the human-faced snake-faced bewitching beauty, and then in the long black hair that was scattered down, a hideous crack appeared, and the crack with green saliva accurately bit the blood knife that Kuriyama Mirai slashed towards its neck.

(That's right, I've always been afraid of my own power, and I even want to forget about it and become an ordinary girl after killing "it".) ）

A centipede-like tongue burst out of the crack in the back of the demon dream's head, and in the creak of blood corroding it, it rushed to the back of the hand of the Otherworldly Warrior Girl, but the blue eyes did not flash the slightest panic, but with a twist of the wrist, the strong sword returned to pure black blood, forming a pitch-black wave that rolled up the tongue.

(But, I really can't let go, this [power].) Knowing that under the calm surface of this world, there are countless waves of darkness surging, and if I am not careful, my friend may die because of the dark side of the world. ）

In the scream of pain in Youmeng, stepping on the countless bone spurs on its back, I don't know when the blade that became slender again pierced deeply into Youmeng's body, and with Kuriyama Mira's movements, Youmeng's spine was shattered by the sharp black crystalline sword.

(Those of us who have power should have power for the sake of those who are weaker.) If you give up your strength easily, you give up on the weaker. ）

Turn around and land.

The body was split in two from the beauty of the first time and slowly fell, and in a dull sound, the huge body splashed a circle of dust.

The girl's left hand was spread out, and a simple golden ring was put back on by her. The next moment, the original grand momentum on her body instantly declined, and her face turned pale. Although this battle did not take as long as the battle with Lynn, she completely liberated the demonic bloodline, and this time she consumed only this time.

(So, I'm not going to be scared.) ）

One staggered and almost fell to the ground, but the girl still held on to her knees and slowly calmed down her rapid breathing.

(I will accept this power from the bloodline until I have mastered it completely.) ）

With a deep breath, in the evening breeze, the countless light curtains turned into by the huge body of the human-faced snake demon dream, and Kuriyama Mirai picked up the demon dream stone that fell to the ground with an indifferent expression.

(Even if I risk my life, I will make sure that this power will never be used against my friends again.) ）

Step by step, he moved to the store where he was hiding, picking up the fallen glasses and crosses.

(I wouldn't say no to kindness from a friend again.) ）

"I'm not happy!"

Silently wiping her dusty glasses, Kuriyama Miku once again uttered the mantra she had been talking about.

It's just that she didn't notice that her tone was unexpectedly happy.

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PS: I'm sorry, my Chinese teacher and logic teacher died early, this logic can be harmoniously established in my heart, but in the pen, I can't write that kind of idea

PS2: Ah, I feel like my logic is so messy, QAQ, how are we writing? Who's going to make a review, QAQ

PS3: I've collected 500 today, it's worth celebrating, so, ask for recommendations, ask for book reviews~~