The over-agitation caused Hei Yi's infection rate to increase greatly, and it became more and more difficult for Zi Yi to gain control, and when the vocal cords began to be alienated, it was difficult to tell who was who just by the sound he made.

The once bright and translucent purple surface was already covered with deep black tentacles, and the depth of the black invasion was like a broken crack in the Dao, and it was difficult to find a complete large piece of purple light at this time.

The base of the girl's intact arm was slowly clinging to the black like asphalt, gradually alienating into a black and twisted mass, and the hand she held the twisted tentacle was fiercely forced, and it was instantly crushed into a large black mist.

"You're a moth to a fire!" Hei Yi roared in pain, and it roared sharply in extreme pain, and its vicious voice made people's teeth ache when they heard it: "No matter how much you pretend to protect her, it's useless!" Every single one of you must die! Even if you ...... me"

The girl's current appearance is difficult to be called a girl, those black have turned her into a non-human and ghost-like existence, her arms are weakly hanging down, decisively interrupting Hei Yi's words, and the hoarse voice is very soft, like smoke: "I know, I know ......"

Her hand fell on top of Izuki's head, obscured by an invisible barrier for a moment, and the air on the surface of contact distorted, and the barrier began to melt like ice meets fire.

- Almost the same ability as Izuki.

But the melted barrier also took a toll on the only remaining hand, and the originally smooth and slender fingers melted as if heated, dissipating into the most basic energy, turning into a stream of hot air that rushed towards Izuki.

The toddler screamed at the scene, his body stiffened by the pressure beyond her acceptance, and he could not move, only to watch the limb.

What finally landed on top of her head was the last remaining half of the palm, and the girl felt something, controlling the little body that was still under her control, and the child's hair was separated by a touch, and the barrier instantly filled the gap.

At that moment, Izuki's screams came to an abrupt end.

The connection between her and her was special and close, and at that moment Izuki felt the same way as Zi Yi's feelings, like the sharp pain of an ant devouring her heart or a fire licking all over her body, and the excessive pain loosened her stagnant emotions and broke her constant screaming state.

She sat stiffly in her small bed, her mouth closed, her eyes wide open and quietly watched Zi Yi make the most decisive and grand resistance, she seemed to have been waiting for a long time, so long that all emotions had long since disappeared, and there was no sorrow or joy under this grand funeral.

The black gradually spreads, turning into a huge ball of black mist.

It's hard for Izuki to convince herself to continue to call such a disgusting and ugly thing in front of her Heiyi, and the name and title are given to the object of affection and affection, and she called it at first...... She didn't understand why she subconsciously named this monster when she hated it so much.

"It's not a moth to a fire, it's a self-salvation."

When the last trace of the girl's skin was alienated, Izuki heard such a sentence.

She spoke slowly, not like tiredness, but more like a pleasure to enjoy.

As soon as the words fell, there was a spectacular explosion.

Silent explosions.

The light and heat emitted by the last purple shattered all the ink black, dissolved all the viscosity, and was as brilliant and ephemeral as fireworks, so fast that it dissipated before it left a deep trace in the memory.

The invisible barrier resisted all damage, and the shockwave of the explosion swept in, and she only felt the wind blowing in her face.

In the light of the fire, Izuki saw many scattered images.

- At that time, black had only climbed a small part of the purple, and the girl's smile had not faded to the point where it seemed to be emotionless, and she and the other people in the same uniform were on a mission in the field, trusting and intimate with each other.

- The girl stood alone on the seashore, dressed in her regular clothes, and sprinkled light gray sand into the sea, and from time to time there were flying machines in the sky that rowed through the aisles, or white or blue exhaust. She looked at the orange-red sunset and showed a faint smile, soft and fake.

This kind of smile always appears when she looks at Yi Yue.

- She smiled, and from the depths of her heart, grew the darkness that belonged to her.