Antoneva, clasping his hands around his knees, curled up tightly, floating in the darkness, sleeping silently.

In the boundless darkness, a fleeting light suddenly appeared.

In the completely dead silence of the world, there was a hint of fighting, as if it came from a far, far away, almost faint as an auditory hallucination.

"Ollie...... Cute ......"

Antoneva's eyelashes twitched slightly, and he murmured softly.

Immediately, the sound in my ears became clearer and clearer, and correspondingly, a strong swelling pain became clearer. Antoneva felt as if she had become a balloon, every inch of her skin desperately pushing out.

(No, I can't sleep anymore, I have to wake up.) ）

A thought in the depths of his mind gradually floated up, and soon formed a strong thought like an obsession, driving Antoneva's entire consciousness into a light and shadow, following the direction of the light that had flashed before.

Syllable.

As if a soap bubble had been punctured, Antoneva felt like she was back in the midst of a noisy real world.

"Uh-huh......"

Antoneva slowly opened her eyes, frowning and shaking her head slightly, a little expelling the feeling of fainting, her fingers trembling slightly, and her control of her body was quickly recovering.

Little by little, his vision went from blurry to clear, and the first thing Antoneva saw was two young girls who were fighting.

And......

Waves of strange kneading sensations kept coming from her chest, and Otilia was like an angry little beast.

"You two, what are you doing?!"

Antonieva's cheeks flushed with a pale pink and he scolded in shame.

"Huh? Sister Neva, you finally woke up, and you scared me to death. ”

Youmeng, who was holding Antonieva in her left hand, immediately noticed the traces of the awakening of the person in her arms, and cried out in surprise, and then turned her head to a death gavel at Otilia, who was still biting her hand.

"Don't hurry up and say it, you see, I told you a long time ago that I was helping Antoneva-senpai with treatment.

Bang!

Whining~

The blonde Xiaoice girl who was hit hard in the back of the head whimpered and let go, glanced at Antoneva, who had indeed woken up, and her little face flashed a moment of confusion and grievance, well, there was an anger that did not have time to fade.

Seeing Otilia retreat, Yumeng glanced at the two rows of tooth marks on her right hand, raised her eyebrows, and a death gavel slammed into Otilia's head.

"Cry, you're embarrassed to be wronged, do you know that you almost interfered with the treatment! Hurry up and think about it. ”

(hiss...... It hurts, and it's really a seven-wound fist)

Yumeng gritted her teeth and forcibly endured the pain, trying to ensure that her expression was righteous and awe-inspiring, and naturally wanted to squeeze Otilia away from her side.

Woo woo woo~

Otilia clutched her head with tears in her eyes, but the pestle that didn't retreat stood still, her eyes panning to Antoneva's chest, and she retorted in a low voice.

"However, I still think you're taking advantage of the opportunity, you lustful. Otherwise, why don't you take your hands off now? ”

Ay? Well...... Not.

Subconsciously, she continued to rub the rice balls and stiffened - shouldn't Otilia still be in the midst of a mental reduction blow, why is her IQ suddenly on the line, what are Quincy and Kirunno doing?!

Yumeng suddenly felt the same questioning gaze from a pair of amber eyes onto her face.

"Uh......"

As if she had been caught in a daze in class, Youmeng opened her mouth, and after a pause of at least a second or two, she said with some uncertainty, "That...... Because, all objects have the property of maintaining their original state of motion? ”

"In layman's terms, it's inertia?"

Withdrawing his paws in a sneer, Youmeng pressed the habitual action of rubbing the tip of his nose with his extraordinary desire to survive, and added with a dry smile.

Wait a minute...... Inertia...... Torrent of spiritual power!

Yumeng's face suddenly changed, and she looked at Antoneva nervously.

"By the way, Sister Antoneva, this spiritual power can't be stopped at all, your body is ......"

"Don't worry, it's all right."

Antoneva smiled softly, helped Yumeng to stand up straight, and said lightly.

The red dragon of spiritual power that fell from the sky, and the milk swallow returned to its nest in an orderly manner and submerged into the fragment of the Philosopher's Stone on Antoniva's chest, as if it was Antoneva's own power, and there was no more estrangement and loss of control.

Unconsciously, the previously violent spiritual force field has been soothed like a lamb in a sheepfold.

"Well, that's right, Sister Neva, you don't know, in order to help you treat, I was bitten by a white-eyed wolf and it hurts."

Youmeng nodded, and took the opportunity to start inviting credit, and by the way, she told the black state.

"Treatment? Well, it's not an injury, to be exact. Part of the power of that Philosopher's Stone merged with my body, and I felt as if I had vaguely touched the barrier above the high level. ”

As he spoke, Antoine raised his index finger, and the wisps of spiritual power obediently lingered on his fingertips, condensed into butterflies of light and flew towards the sky, and then transformed into petals of crimson cherry blossoms and slowly fell.

With such a relaxed and casual spiritual power shaping, there is no doubt that Antoneva's control of spiritual power has been improved by more than one notch.

Youmeng has no doubt that even if she gives Antoneva another pack of spicy strips, Antoneva will not have the same spiritual power as before.

"It's a blessing in disguise, and it shouldn't happen again in the future. It's ...... you."

Antoneva groaned, her eyes falling on Yumeng's body, her eyes scanning back and forth between her right hand and face.

Huh?! I?!

The dumb hair on Youmeng's head suddenly stood up, and logical thinking began to work clearly.

Wait, speaking of which, Senior Sister Antonieva's spiritual power riot this time was automatically resolved as she woke up.

So, the formula of pinching the European faction = useless work = taking advantage of the danger of others = death + 1, is this formula established?!

If you take a closer look, the trigger point of the entire event should be the opening of the spatial algorithm program triggered by her, that is, there is also the title of the culprit.

Sure enough, Otilia, who was rubbing her head next to her, should have thought of this, and her eyes began to become dangerous.

The cute little face of the cute little man who was about to invite merit collapsed, and he hurriedly waved his hand, and hurriedly defended himself.

"Senior Sister Neva, you must believe me, this time I really want to help you quell the spiritual power riot, definitely not ......"

Antoneva's eyes softened, remembering the scene before she fell unconscious, and the warm light in the darkness - this stupid little salted fish had been in a hurry before, and I don't know how she could stop the program from running......

However, that should be this child's secret, so it's better not to ask.

Looking at Youmeng, who was anxiously clumsily explaining, her original black hair turned purple under the infection of excessive spiritual power, her right hand was full of red and blue scars, and a row of small tooth marks looked slightly funny.

Shaking his head helplessly, his hands were closed, Antoneva carefully wrapped his red and swollen right hand in his palm, kissed it distressedly, the soft pink lips were a little itchy on the knuckles, and the soft spiritual power warmed the bruises quickly.

"Does it still hurt? Really, don't mess around like this in the future. ”