"Hmm... ！”

Fei's expression, which was immersed in the memories, changed, and the extreme nausea was overflowing.

Far away in the center of the abyss, two red lights expanded and grew larger at some point until they enveloped the entire field of vision.

A strong sense of dizziness stirred in her mind, and the girl's beautiful appearance instantly collapsed in pain.

"Ahh!——h

In the scream, two lines of blood and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Pain!

Sensory distortions!

A strong sense of crisis burned like a scorching flame, and the scythe of death against his throat could tear open the delicate skin at any moment.

But.. The body cannot be controlled.

"Moo——"

The cow's cry sounded from the abyss, like a wave, like a war drum, and a strange and distorted red breath drifted up like smoke, and a dark shadow peeked out of it.

It was a huge palm, with deep palm lines that strangled every inch of skin, making it look scarred, old, and ascetic.

The palm of the hand is twenty meters long, and the connected arm has an abnormal form, slender like a tentacle, less than a meter in diameter, but the length of the abyss quickly exceeds a hundred meters.

The earth continued to fall, and the giant hand that went up against the current was like a strange dragon climbing in the rain of rocks, and its dry and swollen black fingers were the dry color of asphalt, and they grabbed straight at the girl in the sky.

"Hmm... Woo. ！！”

Feeling the approach of death, Fei's face was a little pale, and she was no longer as calm as before.

Death!

Who is not afraid of death!

Technology, mystery, faith, immortality are not unattainable.

Pity.. Death is everywhere.

Ants are still stealing life, not to mention the long-lived inhabitants of the world?

"Hui. . . ”

A hoarse voice came from the corner of the girl's mouth, and a little blood foamed down with it.

Teether.

Instinctively raise the sword.

It was a movement that had been rehearsed thousands of times, deep into the bone marrow.

"Radiance!"

A clear bang exploded in the blue sky.

The golden divine light was like some kind of life that had been given a form, and the light and shadow carrying huge wings emerged from the appearance of thousands of runes.

It's not so much a myth re-enactment, but a new miracle happening.

Now Silos Fey has the power to surpass her mother, and all she lacks is experience and practice.

Infinite light was like a fountain, constantly gushing out, converging on the sword body that was restrained by the high-pressure air.

The golden wings are plump and gradually carved into the outline.

Fei, who was already delirious, forcibly burst out of out-of-specification energy with only willpower and physical habits, and the endless sense of existence filled half of the sky.

The golden ribbon of light swirled, like a huge golden tornado, slashing down with boundless might.

Wings bloom.

In the center of the brilliance, a golden thread flashed, dividing the world in an instant, and the huge black hand was cut off from the middle, and the golden light cut through the arm, cutting off the excessively long black, and then slashed into the abyss.

The scorching air fell straight down, flames and golden light tearing through the rocks in its path.

"Boom. ”

There was a supernatural darkness at the bottom of the abyss, swallowing the intense golden light directly, illuminating it only for a brief moment.

But the transcendent girl witnessed this unearthly scene with her blurred eyes.

Underneath the huge raid fortress, there are huge cavities.

The surface of the earth is precarious, and the gray sea is buried below.

Stump limbs, severed arms, humus, people, beasts, rocks, miscellaneous vegetation, and a large number of mosquitoes and flies.

The falling stones smashed the rotten corpses into the air, and the thin slurry was squeezed out and splashed everywhere.

It's just a microcosm.

The small world is locked in an airtight bottle, telling of unknown despair.

Swaying.

Swaying.

Swaying.

Swaying in an extremely disgusting posture!

The wriggling posture was like that of a gastropod mollusk, but it was difficult to tell what kind of thing it was.

In the center of the dark bottom of the bottle, a thin monkey-like figure dwelt there, red eyes, brewing with twisted malice, two three or four meters long horns extended from the small head, sharp as a knife.

Two long hands grew from the left and right ends, twisting the lower half of the humanoid body to connect the earth and stones, and countless tangled roots pierced into the aggregate of corpses and rocks, making it impossible to distinguish between the two.

Together, a large system of roots spreads throughout the ground, and the creature in the center exudes an incredible frenzy.

The girl endured the sharp pain in her brain, trying to see what was in front of her and reflect the unearthly scene into her heart.

Erupting in the face of a horrific mental shock and unconsciousness is tantamount to suicidal behavior.

I'm impulsive.

The body is weaker than ever.

Ahh

Is this the outside world?

Tired..

The girl's eyes were half-closed, and she suddenly remembered the look of the crown.

Occasionally, an unnatural attitude.

Even if you don't look at it deliberately, you will understand.

Sad, stunned.

Great loneliness, indescribable loneliness.

The world is so big, who is the rest?

Is it the supreme violence that raises doubts about the violence itself?

Is it doubting your position?

Oh, yes.

That's what people are.

Fei didn't know what the "atmosphere" that naturally emanated from Magpie's surroundings was.

But, understandably.

Feel a little close.

After all, it is a mystery that cannot be touched.

It's like a poet who has witnessed the destruction of the world, decorating himself with laughter.

His deep sorrow, no one can see.

But everything in front of you can be seen.

Able to touch.

Tragic phenomena are everywhere.

The world, isn't it such a bottle?!

Ever since she stepped out of Silos, she had been able to see it.

Because nothing else can be seen anymore.

Despair is like a spreading plague, irreconcilable, only intensifying.

This world is a hell created to torment people.

She saw the shackles!

Strangled humanity on the gallows!

She saw the livestock!

Wait to starve to death in a fence where no one is around!

She saw God!

Fall before your own throne and kneel like a dog!

She sees evil!

Distorted and solidified on the face of a hideous-looking child!

Now, she saw the corpse parts mixed with inorganic matter.

They come from several neighboring countries.

from dozens of surrounding cities.

Active offerings from hundreds of mortal organizations.

from tens of thousands of families.

They are all dead.

In such an era, in such a world, what is the death of a mere group of ants? Not even a single wave can be turned.

As for the voluntary death for profit, or something else, it is long unknown.

But.

They are people.

It's humanoid.

It's God.

Every intellectual individual has the right to pursue happiness.

But.

In the end, they can only hurt each other, sinking deeper and deeper into the whirlpool of fighting.

Don't you think it's ridiculous?!

Fei's consciousness gradually blurred.

The golden light faded.

The weak body is like dust, losing its fulcrum in the air.

The angel with folded wings is pulled into the abyss by gravity.

Along with the stone door.

Depraved.

But she was not reconciled.

What if you are unwilling?

I'm so powerless.

It is impossible to face this pressure head-on.

How do I face a problem that even the crown can't solve?

I don't know.. But I don't want that.

Mother.. Have you been facing such a world head-on?

I'm sorry..

If the so-called experience, experience, experience, refers to getting used to these.

To ignore them ...

Learn to bow to evil, kneel to the powerful, and compromise with threats.

I can't do this kind of thing.

The world is not what I thought it would be.

There are only -

Bias.

Indifferent.

Cruel.

Desire.

Just for good reason.

Selfish desires.

A repetitive spiral of contradictions, pain intertwined in everyone's heart.

It's like a big black stone that weighs on everyone's heart and crushes their conscience!

Discomfort became the norm, and struggle became routine.

What's the point?

This kind of place, it shouldn't be. Exist..

It's not. A place where people should live.

Need...

Flowing winds

Need... Change.