Maybe he fought for three days and three nights, maybe he fought for a longer time, but what made Witt strange was that he felt neither excessive exhaustion nor sleepiness, and his energy seemed to be endless, as long as the fighting spirit in his heart was not extinguished. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The glass zombies always shatter when they are hit on the body, and finally turn into powder and scatter in ashes, so that they can't be piled up into small mountains and count.

The two men who stood more and more bravely fought from this end of the isolated island all the way through the slender stone bridge road to the bottom of the glass castle. Perhaps because the whole world is only a combination of a simple island and a glass castle, the two have a tacit understanding to enter the glass city.

The castle was white, and the whole world was in a clamor of fighting, and the end was abrupt, as inexplicable as the beginning.

After stopping the movements in his hand, Witt realized how rapidly his level had grown, and the strength in his body was no longer the same as before.

However, after coming to this point, the unknown progress is what worries him. He already felt powerless about the unpredictability and cruelty of the world.

Standing not far in front of Witt, Ayatsuji began to slowly circle around to observe the changes in the new environment, and she soon discovered that the entrance to the castle gate had disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that it is another round of tests." The girl muttered, a look of disgust on her face.

Witt couldn't help but sigh, but the boundless tranquility of the moment brought back a seemingly distant memory of him—the illusory world where the Phantom Ranger Wheel was opened, and he and Void, Nolan, and Clear Sky held hands and thought together, shattered by their thoughts...... So, he stood in front of Ayatsuji and said to the companion whom he had identified as real, "Do you want to try to shatter this world?" ”

"What do you mean?" Ayatsuji, still frowning, asked him.

"It's to use your mind to get out of this world." Witt said, taking her hand, "I know—we all know that our bodies are not in this world, neither are our souls, and we are now just an ethereal consciousness, trapped in a string of utterly fictional code. We have to go back now, back to the place where consciousness exists, to that place in front of the glass mirror, we have to shatter the world—come on, Ayatsuji, let's go back together. ”

As he spoke, Witt closed his eyes first, and once again plunged his consciousness into another imagination.

[I want to go back!] I'm going back!! I'm going back!! - I'm going to get out of here!! 】

Witt kept shouting, and even though there was a sudden sound of wind blowing and howling in his ears, and even though the sky seemed to shake for a while, he didn't open his eyes, he just grasped Ayatsuji's hands firmly, firmly, firmly, and then, shouted.

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The sound of the wind whistle finally passed, and after the unsteady vibration of the heels, the two of them held hands and fell weightlessly. Then it seemed to fall silently into the deep sea, a feeling of suffocation came over me, my heart raced, it was difficult to breathe, death seemed to loom over me, it made people despair, it made people struggle - I opened my eyes in an instant!

Witt staggered a few steps, stepped out of the glass mirror, and almost fell to the ground. Ayatsuji followed.

Relieved and surrounded him, his face instantly swelled with a look of great luck, an expression of gratitude, and an expression of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Witt couldn't help but look up to the sky and shouted: "Oh my God, I'm finally back!" ”

"Congratulations, congratulations." With an unfamiliar sound of congratulations, a long figure in black walked out from the side, attracting the attention of Witt and Ayatsuji—