Not dying will probably be a headache.

There is no reason, Huang Taiyi thinks so.

It may also depend on whether there is a fulfilling life.

Even if the monster dies by itself, it can continue to use the power of death to be reborn, a permanent cycle, and it is theoretically impossible to defeat, if it is sealed...... I'm sorry that this is outside of knowledge.

The first thing to swell up is the "root" of the monster, and it can't be said that it is the root, but it is just described by analogy.

Overall, it is still a large mass of unspeakable sarcoma, and other organs have proliferated from the surface of the sarcoma - basically in the shape of sarcoma and tentacles, and it is still impossible to tell where it is.

"Ancestor, are you going to kill it now?"

Even if Huang Taiyi was basically unharmed, Si Ming's heart was still full of hatred for monsters, although hatred had accumulated a lot before.

Her eyes were almost on fire as soon as she saw the monster start squirming again.

"Do you know what an ironclad chrysalis is?"

Huang Taiyi suddenly asked a question that seemed completely unrelated.

"I think I've heard of that name."

Si Ming, like most of his peers, should not be ignorant of such a famous thing.

"Its outer shell may be protective, and it would be even better if the core could be cut directly.

It's just Huang Taiyi's arbitrary conjecture, and I don't know if the parts similar to the core I saw before are weak or not.

"But how do you find it?"

"Here's the problem, I think, if it can grow like it was just now, then there will definitely be a chance in the process, you are ready to fight at any time, hand it to me."

Huang Taiyi felt that this period of time would not be very long, and it should not be too early to prepare now.

"Huh? The ancestors have to do ...... Do what? ”

It's not the first time I've shaken hands, but it's rare to encounter such a blatant request, and it's not the occasion to shake hands and say love words.

"I'll give you some of the true qi, you try to ...... Accumulate it, don't force it if you can't do it anyway, I don't know how to do it well. ”

There is no such thing as an exaggeration, just don't know.

I just know that it can be transmitted everywhere like the human body conducts electricity.

"Okay, with the strength given to me by my ancestors......"

Si Ming drew his sword and held it horizontally in front of him, staring carefully.

The sword is equivalent to her strongest strength, capable of cutting through the dark clouds of evil.

Today, there is an unprecedented greatness of evil here.

"Concentrate, our power is connected, since it can be transmitted, it must be able to be used, there is no pressure, it is enough to be able to help a little."

True Qi was continuously delivered to Si Ming's body.

Time is limited, and there are very few things that can be done, and whether it will be effective or not, it is better than not doing it well.

"I feel it...... Powerful and ...... The power of warmth ......"

The fluctuations of the life force are transmitted from the place where the body touches, as if floating in the center of the universe full of light.

Not only does it provide strength to confront the enemy, but it also seems strange that it no longer seems to be "power", but something else of a different nature.

That's what it feels like when you're being gently embraced.

It can even give birth to courage, self-confidence, and anticipation for the future in the heart.

"It's moving!"

Huang Taiyi's gaze locked on all the monster's movements, including the omen before it broke out of the cocoon.

It would be more accurate to call it flowering.

The part of the huge sarcoma began to shake violently, bulging up on the surface of the surface of different sizes, and after it broke, what flowed out was not liquid, but countless tiny black tentacles, which began to expand and entangle the moment they came into contact with the air.

Something resembling a curled baby can be seen faintly, hidden in the center of the sarcoma.

It looks different from before, and you should be able to confirm that it's the core.

"Hoo ......"

Si Ming reluctantly withdrew his hand, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised it high into the air, turned to face the monster, and jumped hard.

The body is so light, it seems to have lost its weight, but there is something hot burning in every vein, desperate for a gap to vent.

If love could be turned into power, as is often said in novels and comics, it would be what it is now.

When you really like someone, even yourself will change with it.

There will be no more fear, no more confusion, all this just because there is another person behind it.

In Si Ming's imagination, Huang Taiyi was still with her at this moment, turning into a huge phantom and appearing behind her.

He stretched out his arms and embraced himself with little force.

Such an illusion of happiness......

"Do you feel it?"

Huang Taiyi's whisper sounded in the girl's ears.

"Ahh

Si Ming finally realized that it was not an illusion, Huang Taiyi really put his hands on the back of her hand, and channeled his true qi in at a more intense speed than before.

"Don't look back, I promised you to cut off your fate with a sword, accept it - this is my last true qi!"

Huang Taiyi's teeth clenched together violently, and the blood that was about to spurt out endured.

As with every occasion, when a large amount of True Qi is used, the body will suffer a strong backlash, which is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous behavior.

In the end, I want to be willful, and use the strongest strength to respond to the information that the Si Ming body has worked so hard to transmit.

"I ...... The strength of me and my ancestors...... ...... for two"

The tears dripping from the corners of Si Ming's eyes were instantly evaporated by the intense energy, and the energy that was still spreading rushed into the sky, causing her long hair to stand vertically.

The long sword held by the two figures turned snow-white with the burst of energy, and the red-hot, glowing part greedily absorbed all the power, condensing into a shape similar to that of an iron hammer.

There's never been a better time!

"The final mystery of the genre god sword - white cherry blossoms are destroyed!"

The roar of justice and the explosion of silver energy erupted in the sky.

That's it.

Hopefully, this time's willfulness will bear fruit.

After all, it still can't be supported, there is no way, the body has not fully recovered, it is completely suicidal.

What kind of nirvana is it? I really want to see it, I'm curious.

No, the eyes can't see things anymore, and the body has become as if it's not its own, and there is nothing else to control except for the brain's thinking accidents, wait a minute, what's going on? It doesn't seem to be the same as I imagined.

Forget it, it's not bad either, you can't do anything anyway, so why not accept the facts?

Still is...... A little unwilling, sorry, didn't convince myself.

With a little bit of regret, Huang Taiyi gave up thinking.

……

Outside.

The space seemed to shake strongly.

Si Ming's all-out attack on the monster took effect, affecting the real world of everyone with a power that would have been impossible to convey.

If she were alone, she would never have been able to do it.

At this time, in the narrow room that no one can detect, the main body of the division receives the information and connects the two worlds.

If it's in a state of perfection, let alone connecting, there's no problem even if you go there in person, but now you can't do it with all your strength, and you don't even have a physical entity, so many things are very troublesome.

Because the virtual personality of the Si Ming uses the "ontology", only the ontology can withstand the divine power, although it seems that it is not usually used, in fact, the divine power is not such a simple energy, and the body that is generally pinched out of the hand cannot withstand it.

"Still a little bit ......"

Si Ming is working very hard now, because to force things he doesn't like to do, it can be compared to the feeling of a programmer who is used to typing code and suddenly wants to go to the street to buy groceries but can't count the change.

Well, the metaphor is too mysterious.

Even the probability of success cannot be calculated, but the only hope remains.

That is the bond between everyone that will not change across several worlds.

Even if the dominant personality is a virtual personality, real memories will occasionally awaken in their sleep, especially when they have witnessed or thought about something similar to "something they have experienced", and sometimes they will feel a headache because of this.

In other words, the sleeping ontological personality can still affect the body in an extremely subtle way, and it is also the most important part of memory, they are not fragments, but connect two different personalities in the shape of an approximate silk thread, and the memory of Si Ming's existence is also one of them.

This will become an opportunity for "invading".

Using the threads of memory as a bridge can convey information, provided that the bond is strong enough to withstand the pressure.

Si Ming has tried his best to find these hard-to-find threads of memory, and he has to use his divine power to make them stable.

The power of the virtual personality is very strong, forming a clear coordinate, which is very important, as long as it is connected to reality, then it is possible to open up a passage to make the two worlds one.

But what is missing here is the most important step.

It sounds strange to be able to open it directly with his own strength, but this is the case, this can be compared to a door, it is not difficult to open a door that is not closed, but the premise is to find the right direction, if the direction is reversed, there is no way to open it.

However, if someone gently pushes a gap open from the opposite side of the door, the door can be opened along the gap even in the opposite direction.

This gap didn't exist in the first place, someone had to open it by hand.

Si Ming can do it, but she's not in the right direction.

The reason for such a battle plan is to bet on whether the person who has the ability to open the "door" will take the initiative to open the necessary gap with almost no prompting, and someone can do it.

Next, even Si Ming could not predict the outcome.

……

Remote mountains.

Outside the tent.

Mephistopheles looked at the bonfire that was about to go out, and suddenly glanced back at the squad leader and the imperial sword.