The corpses of the sentinels were blasted to smithereens by heavy machine guns, covering almost the entire street, the barrels of the M2HBs burned red, and choking smoke wafted from the muzzles.

"Poor idiot."

Looking down at the half head on the right side of the wheel, the "big rich" Medea cursed something, sat back in the car and prepared to leave this ghost place.

Even if these sentinels had rebelled, they would not be her match at all. For Media, who evolved into a crystalloid man, even if she didn't prepare her weapons in advance, it would be trivial to deal with these sentinels.

"That person, ...... exactly?"

Thinking back to the person she had spoken to earlier, a hint of doubt rose in Medea's heart.

The other person seems to have known him before, but he has no impression of himself. Medea was completely sure that her memories were indeed complete, and there were no "faults" in between.

Did that guy simply admit his mistake? Or is it ...... As the other party said, the "companions" really exist somewhere?

"Forget it, now is not the time to think about these things." Medea shook her head.

After the bloody battle just now, the three super soldiers who were loyal to her could no longer stand up. If they continue to stay here, the nobles may send super soldiers, and then they will get into unnecessary trouble.

Sitting in the two-seater "MONSTER" truck, Medea was about to drive away when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow around her.

She jerked her head, but her vision turned to darkness, and a large hand grabbed her skull with force so great that she couldn't break free.

"Uh......"

Media's consciousness began to blur.

- The self that has evolved into a crystal man should not be so powerless...... That's right.

Before she lost consciousness completely, she seemed to hear a programmed narrative voice echoing through the cramped interior of the body:

"The conversion is complete."

……

"You're finally here."

When Hughes the "Mercenary Killer" arrived at the edge of the wasteland, a cold female voice sounded from the front, and the "Demon King" sitting on a square rock stood up and stared back at his face.

The purple eyes hidden under the cowboy hat, staring at the mercenary killer without blinking, and the young woman whose player ID is the "Ancient Demon King", has a defiant smile on her delicate face:

"Do you want to fight me?"

"I don't want to fight anymore." The mercenary killer shook his head vigorously and whispered, "I remembered...... Something. ”

"Are you awake too?" The Demon King turned his head against the light: "I knew there would be such a day." ”

"I don't understand, what the hell is going on?" The mercenary killer's expression was full of confusion: "I seem to have been brainwashed?" But...... My head hurts. ”

"That's the scar they left on you." The Demon King laughed lightly, stood in front of the mercenary killer, and reached out to caress the mask on the other man's face.

"If you can realize that you are 'controlled', you have already taken the hardest step. Now, it's much simpler to explain. ”

"What the hell is wrong with me? Who are you? ”

The mercenary killer, who had lost the will to fight, was already in a state of confusion at this time, and he threw away the lightsaber he had been holding tightly, just wondering what was going on.

"You really want to know?" The Demon King stepped back slightly.

The mercenary killer nodded hurriedly, his eyes as if there was a strange brilliance.

"Okay then." The Demon King smiled, stretched out his slender right hand, and waved it in front of the mercenary killer's eyes:

"You're seeing me waving at you, right?"

"Yes."

"But that's not the case, I'm not actually doing anything, not even by your side."

The Demon King raised the corners of his mouth, and his right hand, which had been materialized before, suddenly passed through the mercenary killer's chest, and his body suddenly flashed, transforming from opaque to translucent.

"It's ...... What's going on? The mercenary killer's eyes widened: "Holographic projection? ”

As soon as he said this, he immediately realized that he had said it wrong: if it was just a holographic projection, the tactile sensation just now could not be explained.

"Because, everything you see is false." The Demon King whispered.

As she spoke, the woman's body regained its physical form, she patted the mercenary killer's shoulder, took off the mask on the other party's face, looked at the man's face distorted by shock, and blew lightly:

"We have always been trapped in a cage called 'perception', which is true of all people in this world, and the way we perceive the world is limited to a limited number of senses. But in fact, there is much more that is hidden in front of us, but we cannot feel it. ”

"There are very few people who have discovered that the world is false. But the vast majority remain in the dark. Whether it's you, me, or the land and air here, they're all just ethereal 'projections'. ”

"Wait, I can't get around......" The mercenary killer shook his head in confusion.

Even if he was mentally prepared, when Sanguan suffered a strong impact, he still froze in place.

Feeling his shock, the Demon King seemed to have been prepared, went around to the mercenary killer, and whispered to the dazed "killer":

"I know you can't accept this fact, and the vast majority of us do. But that's just the way it is, we're nothing more than imaginary projections. And, as long as you recognize this, you will become a betrayer of this world. The Demon King smiled.

"What...... Defector? ”

The mercenary killer felt that his head was about to explode, but at this moment, his consciousness had an unusually clear feeling, and in the severe headache, all the original doubts and confusion were erased, and a new world view was replaced.

"You're not the only one chasing me." The Demon King looked up at the dim sky: "For the rulers of this world, those who know the truth belong to the unstable factor, and the reason why they will brainwash you is also for this reason. ”

"So, I'm ...... now," the mercenary killer pressed his forehead, which was still aching.

"That's right, welcome to the 'real world', and now you, like me, will be hunted down by the 'Guardians', who will try to get rid of you until you are completely dead."

Before the Demon King's words fell, small black dots had appeared in the distant sky, as if hearing her call, a helicopter gunship was rapidly approaching, and the thirty-millimeter caliber cannon installed in the nose of the aircraft had begun to shoot.

Bang bang bang!

Under the bombardment of the cannons, the ground not far behind the Demon King exploded, and the debris and shock waves that were raised passed through her body.

The mercenary killer fell to his knees with his head in his hands, subconsciously trying to avoid the Grim Reaper coming from the air.

Then, he noticed that his body was becoming transparent.

"I'm ......," he stared at the dirt beneath his feet, frowning.

"Now we're all the way." The Demon King's laughter drowned out the roar of the explosion: "Come with me, and I will open the door to a new world." ”